Outsiders also have golden fingers

Qing Ling quickly comforted her: "Auntie, don't be angry, even if I wipe my grandfather and Uncle Du Feng from this world now, it will have no real impact on them.

Grandfather had already planned what should be planned in advance, and they didn't take any advantage, so he probably became angry from shame. "

Wuyou nodded and quickly figured out that it was someone who had nothing to do with her and had not really hurt Du Feng, otherwise she would never let him go.

"Actually, this is fine. It has completely chilled your grandfather's heart. He no longer has to worry about making plans for them, and he won't embarrass you anymore.

Since they committed suicide on their own, you won't have to be a bad guy in the future. "

Qing Ling felt relieved and told some more details about the funeral that Jin Yu had mentioned, which were all about the various ugliness of the people in Pingshun House.

Wuyou couldn't help laughing when he heard that, and the depression and anger in his heart suddenly disappeared. Ling'er was right, they were just clowns, they would kill themselves and there was no need to take them seriously.

Seeing that it was getting late, Ye Wanyun was thinking about getting lunch ready, so she asked Ling'er to spend time with Wuyou while she went back first. Of course, she gave him a warning look before leaving.

Wuyou saw the mother and daughter flirting with each other, and suddenly felt vigilant in his heart:

"Ling'er, what are you trying to do? Make your mother so worried?"

Qing Ling circled around her a few times and snorted coldly:
  "Haha, what else am I going to do? I want to know how you and Uncle Du Feng saw each other right under my nose?

Uncle Du Feng's current identity is my father. If you marry him, you will be my mother. Is it okay for me to ask?
  I want to know even more, my father, Du Feng, was originally a stable, reliable, wise and mighty man. Why do I act like a fool when I mention my marriage to you?

How on earth did you see each other? "

Two fools? Wuyou couldn't help but laugh when he thought of Du Feng's stupidity. With that look, wouldn't he be just a fool?
  He had always been helpless with Qingling, and he felt that there was nothing that people could not know, so he cleared his throat:
  "This starts from the first time we went to pick up Yunguan Professor Xiaojun's disguise technique."

"Ah? So early? Humph, you actually kept it from me for so long! So it turns out that Brother Xiaojun is your matchmaker? Tell me! Tell me!"

"Do you still remember how I dressed up like a young woman from a wealthy family? If you want to know, just listen carefully and don't interrupt at will!"

Qing Ling's eyes lit up and she had some guesses in her mind:
  "I remember, I remember clearly, my aunt is so beautiful when dressed up. Even if she doesn't turn all living beings upside down, she is still loved by everyone!
  I won't interrupt. Auntie, please speak up! ".

It turns out that when he was taught the art of disguise for the first time, in order to better demonstrate the magic of the art of disguise, Yi transformed into various women during Wuyou's live performance.

What impressed everyone the most was that she dressed up as a beautiful and charming young woman, which was very different from her usual image and temperament, so people will remember her deeply.

At that moment, she looked completely different from her usual cold and aloof appearance, wearing simple clothes and no makeup.

She wears pink clothes and green skirts, flowers and flowers, and exquisite jewelry. She also uses special techniques to create the effect of fluttering clothes and fluttering skirts.

Then, holding a round fan in her hand to partially cover her face, she walked up to everyone with her eyebrows as dark as spring mountains, red lips as red as petals, and eyes full of emotion and timidity, like willows swaying in the wind.

Everyone was stunned, and Qing Ling's memory was very deep.

She thought at that time that her aunt was not actually disguised at all. She just dressed up like a normal woman, put on beautiful peach blossom makeup, and then changed her posture and expression.

If she hadn't had the ups and downs in her childhood, she would have always been the pampered daughter Jinhua, and when she grew up, married to a loving husband and wife, that would probably be what she looked like.

"Later after lunch, you and Xiaojun were chatting with Uncle Youchen, and Du Feng walked around with me. At that time, his face was a little red, and I thought he was out of heat, but I found that this idiot was stealing from time to time. Look at me.

I thought he also wanted to learn the art of disguise from me but couldn't open his mouth, so I decided that if he opened his mouth, I would tease him and let him call me master.

I didn't expect that this idiot, no, a second idiot, walked to a place where no one was around and actually said to me.
  She told me that I looked good dressed as a good girl, and advised me to dress like this often in the future!

Do you think this is what people say? I was so angry that I quarreled with him and asked him if I was not a good girl if I dressed more plainly.
  Do you have to put on makeup, wear gold and silver, dress shy and show affection to be a good woman?

He was frightened and quickly explained that he didn't mean it that way, and apologized again and again. I also knew that he was not that kind of person, so I forgave him for not conveying his meaning.

I didn't expect that he would go all out and explain to me in every possible way.

What he meant was that he thought I was born with a good foundation for beauty, but I had always been too simple and deserted, and people ignored my beauty, which was a waste of natural resources.

I should dress up like an ordinary girl every day to live up to my beauty."

Qing Ling was shocked. Is this still her father Du Feng who seems to be calm, serious and reliable? Why are you speaking so out of tune?
  Could it be that he became obsessed with his aunt after she officially revealed her beauty for the first time?

“This was the first time I heard these words, and I was very angry at the time, so I scolded him and walked away angrily. Later I sat in a small pavilion and got angry.

Not long after we sat down, the little Taoist priest named Yi Nian came over with hot tea and snacks, saying that Uncle Du asked him to give them.

He put down his things and ran away, saying he would come back later to clean up.

I couldn't refuse even if I wanted to, and I couldn't take my anger out on a child.

After sitting for a while, I lost some of my anger. When I tasted the tea, it was my favorite tea, with just the right intensity and temperature.

The snacks were also my usual favorites: salt and pepper peanuts, salted green plums and tangerine peel candy. It turned out that he was quite attentive. "

Qingling couldn't bear to interrupt him because she remembered something.

After lunch that day, she and Xiaojun were chatting with their grandfather when Yi Nian suddenly came in and said that Master Du said that Aunt Wuyou had worked hard and asked to bring her some tea and snacks.

But I didn’t know what she liked, so I came here to ask.

She didn't think much about it at the time, thinking that he was grateful that her aunt was willing to teach her the art of disguise, so she specially sent someone to ask, so she told Yi Nian.

Unexpectedly, he would hide his secrets and send a thought to trick her. It was really too much.

However, she would rather destroy ten temples than dismantle one clan. She will never tell her aunt about this, but she will definitely ask for some compensation from Du Feng's father as pocket money.

The joy on Wuyou's face became even greater: "As I ate, my anger subsided. Thinking of his usual temperament, I knew that he was not a reckless person, let alone a bad person.

He is not a lecherous person, otherwise there would be no way that Master Chen would refuse to get married no matter how much he urged, saying that he had an unpleasant temperament and was not destined to be a woman.

Then why could he say those words? "