Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 107 A Night Alone (5)
When Mo Yan saw the chessboard, her eyes lit up. She didn’t enjoy the last time. Unfortunately, when they arrived at Caishikou, in order to investigate the murder, the two had to stop. She muttered, “Come on, come on, there was no winner last time , let's kill a game!"

There is only one square table and four chairs in the side hall, nothing superfluous, the walls are covered with white ash, and there are some traces of mold in the corners, but it is very clean.It can be seen that the village head's daughter-in-law is a hardworking person.

"No winner?"

Wan Qi Yuling asked softly.Who the hell was it last time? He kept regretting his moves so much that it disrupted his train of thought and forced him to be led by her nose.With such a poor level, he still looks like he loves chess and is full of enthusiasm. He admires it very much.

"Aren't you afraid? Afraid that if I win you, my reputation will be ruined for the rest of my life?"

Mo Yan used the aggressive general method in time. She didn't know anything about it before. She can still walk a few steps at least. She has honed her chess skills slowly. Recently, she has been reading medical books. Besides, there is no chess record at home, and she has to comprehend it all by herself. Her level , that's already very talented.

"Let you have ten sons."

Wan Yuyuling was speechless, so he had to speak up. He wanted to end the game quickly and take a rest. Maybe it was a mistake to come to the side hall just now.

Mo Yan chose Hei Zi again, because the black color is bright, this time she pretended to be thinking hard, but she didn't follow the routine, and after a few regrets, she was banned by Wanqi Yuling.

"I'm thirsty, pour me a cup of tea."

Seeing that it was only one pawn short, Mo Yan was sure to lose, she rolled her eyes, stood up, pretended to be careless, one of them accidentally touched the board, immediately, black and white pieces were scattered, messing up the game.

"Oh, how did this happen? It seems that we have to replay."

Mo Yan sighed, pretending to be very regretful, "Just now I have thought of one step, and I can definitely turn defeat into victory, but it's a pity that I am clumsy."

"I can restore the chess pieces to their original positions."

Wan Teng Yuling stared at Mo Yan with deep black eyes, and ruthlessly dismantled him. He had a photographic memory and couldn't trouble him at all.

The hourglass in the side hall has shown that Mo Yan is complacent when it is time, and suddenly she staggered, she yawned, and continued to play tricks, "I am so tired, I am going to rest, I will leave tomorrow Time to shout."

Mo Yan supported her waist and took two steps. Turning her head, she saw Wan Qi Yuling still sitting quietly on the spot. She answered without fear of death, "There is still no winner this time. We will fight again next time!"

One night passed, the rain was over, and the sky was clear. After Mo Yan washed up, he saw the happy faces of the villagers. They changed into the clothes they thought were the best, and stood at the gate of the village chief's house. In black, it looks a lot more energetic.

"Fairy, little fairy!"

Everyone spoke in unison, the village chief led the villagers to kneel and kowtow again, and prepared a lot of local products in the mountains, hoping to take them away.Their ghost village is remote, and they don't have any good things, and what they bring is everyone's intentions.

Mo Yan knew that if the villagers in the ghost village did not accept their thanks in their own way, everyone would be sad.People are warm and cold, these people have seen too much, Mo Yan couldn't bear to let kind people get hurt again, she pretended to be very happy, and said that the water and soil in the village are good, and the pears grown are very crisp and sweet.

The time of getting together is always short, and it is time to parting.The villagers stood at the entrance of the village to see each other off. Everyone wiped away their tears. They held a sign with their names on them and waved their hands. The two of them will always be the benefactors of the ghost village, and the people of the ghost village will remember this kindness for generations.

Mo Yan didn't know how to ride a horse, so Wanqi Yuling pulled him in front of him, and the two rode together.She turned her head from time to time and waved goodbye to the villagers. These lovely people hoped that they would not be regarded as monsters by the world in the future.

It was even more bumpy on the horse, and Mo Yan put a small cushion in advance. She liked the feeling of being fast like a gust of wind. She could see the scenery along the road, which was much more comfortable than riding in a carriage.

The sun gradually rose, and soon at noon, the two also entered the city. According to predictions, they would not be able to catch up with the disaster relief convoy until dinner time.

"We're in town, let's take a break."

Mo Yan's stomach gurgled, and the wind was so strong that she couldn't eat at all. Seeing Wanqi Yuling stop, she washed a pear with water from the kettle, took a few bites, and squinted her eyes because of the sweetness.

"Go to the teahouse in front, you wait for me for half an hour."

It was a mistake not to bring a change of clothes, Wan Cheng Yuling stared at the black handprint on his chest with a dark face, he threw Mo Yan to a teahouse, and went to pack by himself.

In the south, there is no news of the Queen's death yet. At noon, the teahouse is overcrowded, and some idlers with money are shaking folding fans and listening to ditties.Mo Yan was taken upstairs to the private room by the staff. She asked for a pot of tea and some snacks, and waited patiently for Wanqi Yuling.

Open the window of the private room, and you can see the stage downstairs. A girl with braids is holding a pipa and singing a little song. The teahouse is a regular place for entertainment. Reward before you can leave.

"Miss Zhang, come to "Eighteen Touches", will you know it? If you do, I will be happy today, and I will give you ten taels of silver!"

In the scattered seats below, a short fat man with a wretched face was drooling at the singing girl on the stage.Most of the singers here are here for money, they can come here to show their faces, what kind of reputation do they have, and they generally don’t behave so well in private, as long as they give some money, they can touch a small hand or something.

But Miss Zhang was an exception. Every time she finished singing, she took the money and left immediately. She slipped away very quickly. He robbed the back door several times, but never saw anyone.The more he can't get it, the more itchy and unbearable he is. This is Humpty Humpty's current state of mind.

"Haha, Master Zhao, are you serious?"

There will never be a shortage of people with good deeds in the world, lest the world will not be chaotic, ten taels of silver is not a small amount, it depends on whether this pungent Miss Zhang is willing to bend her waist for the silver.

"Haha, Miss Zhang, this is a good opportunity to make money!"

Some spectators applauded and booed, and Mo Yan also became interested, wondering how the singer on stage would respond, whether she would swallow her anger for money.

"Silver? Ten taels? That's a lot."

Miss Zhang on the stage has a pair of almond eyes, an oval face, and looks about seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Yes, sing a song for Master Zhao, see, the money is yours!"

A doctor of tea came over with a tray, and the short fat man took out a silver ingot from his purse, which happened to be a ten tael silver ingot.

"come over!"

Miss Zhang waved to Dr. Cha, and untied a purse from her waist. It was all scattered silver coins, about 15 taels. She pointed to the audience and said, "Only you, Fatty Zhao, the girl also has silver coins." , you come to the stage to sing Eighteen Touches, the silver is yours!"

What's wrong with being rich? It's great to be rich, so you can trample on other people's self-esteem?Miss Zhang didn't believe in evil, so she wanted to know if this damned fat man would accept the trick.

(End of this chapter)