In addition to beauty, she also has a mold

Compared to Mr. Hu who was always worried, Qin Feng was more open-minded.

"If you take one step at a time, no matter who he is, as long as he is on the opposite side, he must be an enemy."

Two days passed.

As expected, Tan Feng's servant brought the gift to his door. Zhao Wuling looked at the jade pendant in his hand, but there was no sign of joy.

The young man hurriedly explained: "I would like to inform you, young Marquis, that my second young master is traveling far away. I have asked him to send you a gift of thanks early in the morning. The second young master also said that when he comes back, he will invite you to the teahouse for tea."

"Going far?"

His brown eyes flashed with surprise: "Can you tell me where you are going?"

The boy scratched his head and replied: "This, the second young master didn't tell the younger one."

Zhao Wuling frowned: "Then when will he come back?"

The boy smiled awkwardly: "The second young master didn't tell the younger one either."

Zhao Wuling: "."

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The climate in Liecheng is wetter than that in Beijing, so there is more rain. On the day we arrived in Liecheng, the sky was foggy and it was raining lightly in the city. Liusu was restless and kept opening the car window to look outside.

Tan Feng opened his eyelids and glanced at her, then closed them again.

After traveling for a long time, his throat felt a little uncomfortable and a little dry and hoarse.

"Lisu, where is your home?"

"My home is at"

Liusu turned his head, hesitated to speak, and said in a low voice: "Master, I no longer have a home."

The closed eyes gradually opened, and the eyebrows were wrinkled unconsciously. Liusu looked up at him timidly, pursed his lips and said: "My parents are dead. It was Mr. Hu who saved me. Mr. Hu also paid for the coffin and buried me." He killed my parents, and I am very grateful to him."

Another poor man who has inherited the beard Yan's kindness.

He sighed secretly and asked: "Where are your parents buried?" Liusu stared at him with timid eyes, as if curious about what he wanted to do, he nodded and said: "I mean, go first Pay homage to your parents."

"really?"

Liusu was so happy that he almost jumped up, but suddenly felt lost and sat upright in a hurry, with tears in his eyes.

"Of course, you go tell the coachman to go to the market and buy some sacrifices."

Seeing her being so excited, Qin Feng smiled brightly, but there was just a flash of bitterness in his eyes that even he didn't notice.

Hearing this, Liusu didn't bother to say thank you, so he hurriedly opened the curtain and went to talk to the coachman.

Sand Mountain.

The land was overgrown with weeds and the road was muddy. It seemed that no one had walked on it for a long time. The surroundings were desolate. Qin Feng was lucky enough to have the tall weeds spread on the dirt road so that his shoes would not get dirty.

Going a hundred steps deep, you can see more than a dozen simple tombs.

Liusu carried the basket and walked past him quickly towards her parents' graves. Before she even knelt down, she choked up and lost her voice.

He stood there without moving forward. The drizzle wet his clothes and hair, and a thin coolness penetrated his skin and then disappeared into his bones.

After Liusu paid homage to his parents, he turned around and kowtowed three times.

"Thank you, Master, for taking me to worship my parents. Liusu is very grateful."

At this time, there was an oil-paper umbrella in his hand. He bent down and handed it to Liusu. He looked unconcerned and urged: "I'm not dead yet. You don't need to worship me. It's raining hard. Go back first." Let’s rest at the inn.”

After that, Gu Zi left, Liusu wiped her tears, followed with an umbrella and skirt.

Outside, Liusu shows her true face to others, and everyone says that women have undergone a transformation. Now no one remembers what Liusu, a girl from the Zeng family, looks like.

When they arrived at the inn, Liusu offered to wash Qin Feng's clothes. Tan Feng had to go out to do something important, so he didn't care what she did. He only told her to remember to have dinner and walked out of the inn with an umbrella.

He has never been to Liecheng. Compared with the capital city, it pales in comparison. The streets are full of ancient style. Scattered passers-by pass by him. There are very few open shops and there is no fireworks. .