The gentleman is knocking on the door

Chapter 52
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"Nonsense!" Xu Shaochang turned cold, "Ying'er is a Qing girl, she just played the piano and sang songs for that surnamed Lou. If I hear someone slandering Ying'er behind my back, I will never Forgive me!"

Abandoning this warning, Xu Shaochang kicked open the door and walked out.

As soon as Yinger saw Xu Shaochang coming in, she smiled at him: "Master Xu, you are here."

Seeing Yinger's enthusiasm for him that he had never had before, Xu Shaochang was surprised: "Yinger, you finally took the initiative to find me!"

The smile on Yinger's face paused for a moment, then she smiled again: "Master Xu, please sit down."

"Master Xu!" Mi Congcong stood up and greeted Xu Shaochang.

As soon as Mi Congcong opened his mouth, Xu Shaochang realized that there was a third person in the room.

Seeing Yinger standing next to a handsome young man dressed in coarse cloth, Xu Shaochang had a trace of hostility in his eyes: "Who are you? Why are you in Yinger's room?"

You know, Yinger rarely receives guests in her room.

"Master Xu, this is Miss Mi who saved my life last time?"

"She's a girl?!" Xu Shaochang stared at Mi Congcong in surprise.

Last time, he didn't see clearly what the person who saved Ying'er looked like, so no matter how he looked, he couldn't tell if she was the girl who saved Ying'er that day?
"Master Xu, last time you asked the people around you to tell me that I owed me a favor because I saved Miss Yinger. I don't know if that counts?" .

"Of course it counts!" Xu Shaochang glanced at Ying'er, straightened his body and replied without hesitation.

This was exactly as Mi Congcong expected, she smiled: "Then thank Young Master Xu first."

Xu Shaochang coughed lightly, and sat down on the chair opposite Mi Congcong, as if he wanted to put a knife in Mi Congcong's ribs.

Hearing that Mi Congcong was looking for someone, and after listening to her description, Xu Shaochang frowned: "Miss Mi, in Wuqing State, she was called Gu Tong, not to mention a lot, but there will be a lot of them, right? Can you?" Be more specific, such as how old you are and where you are from, so it will be easier to find."

"My name is Gu Tong, and he is a Taoist. I think such characteristics are obvious enough." Mi Congcong looked at Xu Shaochang fixedly: "It depends on whether Master Xu will help you or not?"

In fact, Mi Congcong knew that Xu Shaochang didn't owe him anything, and it was a little unreasonable for her to ask him for this favor. If Xu Shaochang agreed to help her this favor today, she would find a way to repay him the favor in the future.

Xu Shaochang raised his head, met Shang Ying'er's pleading eyes, his heart fluttered, and he immediately let go: "Miss Mi, this young master will help you find someone! But I can't guarantee whether you can find someone."

"Thank you, Young Master Xu, and Miss Ying'er!" Mi Congcong stood up and thanked the two solemnly.

"Miss Mi saved Ying'er's life, the young master should thank Miss Mi." Xu Shaochang said to Mi Congcong, but his eyes were fixed on Ying'er.

Xu Shaochang's intentions couldn't be more obvious, he didn't want Mi Congcong to stay and disturb them.

Mi Congcong was not without winks, he said goodbye to the two of them with a smile and left Zuixianglou.

As soon as Mrs. Ye came back from the field, Mi Congcong came in with a chicken coop in one hand and a cloth bag on his shoulder, and hurried up to take the coop.

"Where are there so many chicks?" Mrs. Ye counted, twelve of them.

Mi Congcong put the cloth bag into the kitchen and went back to the yard: "Grandma, I bought these chicks. I want to raise these chicks with you, is that okay?"

She saw that the old hen of her uncle's house had hatched a litter of chicks a few days ago, so she thought about buying some chicks for grandma to help raise.

With the incident of the two old hens last time, Mi Congcong didn't dare to raise the chicks in his yard, lest they fall into Mi Zhian's belly again.

The granddaughter knew how to make plans for the family, and Mrs. Ye was so happy that it was too late, so she naturally agreed: "There is nothing wrong with it. Raising one is also raising, and raising a group is also raising, so let's put it here."

"I knew grandma would say that!" Mi Congcong took Ye Shi's arm affectionately and entered the hall together.

After talking with Mrs. Ye, Mi Congcong went to the vegetable field to pick a handful of vegetables and washed them by the river, planning to cook a pot of vegetable porridge for drinking.

Mi Congcong was about to go back after washing the dishes, when she heard a burst of crying, she didn't intend to be nosy, but when she listened carefully, why did the voice sound like Qiaomei?
Thinking of Qiaomei, Mi Congcong's eyes darkened slightly.

In her previous life, after she married Zhong Jingchao, she drifted away from Qiaomei. Later, she heard that Qiaomei's parents sold Qiaomei to a large family as a maid for her son, and later heard that Qiaomei was made a concubine. At that time, she was fully capable of helping Qiaomei, but she was worried that Zhong Jingchao would be laughed at because of her relationship with Qiaomei who was someone else's concubine, and finally chose to turn a blind eye to what happened to Qiaomei and not listen to it.

And Qiaomei was heartbroken when she learned of her death, so she went to Zhongfu to find Zhong Jingchao's theory, and set up a tomb for her...

Thinking of this, the suppressed hatred and guilt towards Qiaomei flowed through her body, almost making her lose control.

The crying came intermittently in his ears, Mi Congcong closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, suppressing those chaotic emotions, and then walked towards the place where the crying sound came from.

Bamboo was planted by the riverside upstream of this small river. Mi Congcong walked a long way before seeing Qiaomei lying on a bamboo and crying softly.

"Qiaomei." Mi Congcong called softly.

Qiaomei cried for a while, raised her tearful eyes and looked at her in surprise: "Cong Cong?"

"Qiaomei, what's wrong with you?" Mi Congcong frowned and walked over.

"No...it's okay." Qiaomei wiped away her tears indiscriminately, and gave Mi Congcong a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Qiaomei, have you encountered any difficulties?"

"I..." Qiaomei didn't want Mi Congcong to worry about her, and was about to say "no", but she lowered her head after meeting her pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to see through everything.

"Qiaomei, if you treat me as a friend, tell me what happened?" Mi Congcong said in a low voice.

"Congcong..." Qiaomei raised her head, tears streaming down her face.

"Qiaomei, don't worry, speak slowly." Mi Congcong patted her on the back and said softly.

"Congcong, Ershun from the village took our land and beat my father and me so hard that we couldn't get out of bed."

The land occupied by Ershun was a wasteland developed by themselves without title deeds. This season the rice was growing very well, and the whole family was very happy, but Ershun's family insisted that the two acres of land belonged to their family. Yes, isn't this killing their whole family?
Mi Congcong frowned when he heard this, pondered for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "Let's go, settle the score!"

Qiaomei's expression changed, and she pulled her back: "No! Their family is so fierce, the patriarch can't do anything to them, you can't go!"

Er Shun is a troublesome person, and the folks in Damo Village don't want to provoke him. It's useless for the patriarch to come forward this time. How can a girl like Cong Cong find someone to settle accounts?

　PS: Good night, okay~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)