The gentleman is knocking on the door

Chapter 70

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Gu Tong stretched out his hand to grab Lou Chenxiao's wrist, Lou Chenxiao sensed it, and withdrew it violently, staring at the ugly old man in front of him vigilantly: "Who are you, and what do you want to do to me?"

"Young master, show me your palm." Gu Tong stared at his long and slender hands without blinking, and said eagerly.

Lou Chenxiao's long and narrow eyes flashed a stern look, and then was covered by obvious disgust: "Where is the rude old man, do you let people look at my hands casually?"

In order not to hear any disturbing words from Lou Chenxiao again, Mi Congcong quickly said: "Young Master Lou, I left something behind yesterday, and we are here to find something."

Lou Chenxiao glanced at her inexplicably, and took out the bell from his sleeve pocket: "Is this what you're talking about?"

"That's right, this is the bell I was looking for." Mi Congcong stepped forward to take it with a flick of his phoenix eyes.

When Lou Chenxiao raised his hand, Mi Congcong took a moment to look at him with a frown.

What is this guy trying to do?
"Are you still angry about what happened last night?" Lou Chenxiao looked at her unblinkingly with his narrow and deep eyes, with a faint smile on his lips.

His smile was more or less playful, and Mi Congcong looked away unnaturally: "No!"

"Really?" Lou Chenxiao seemed to ask back, and seemed to be talking to himself, and before Mi Congcong could get to the bottom of it, he handed the bell to her: "I found it on the bed last night, and now it's returned to its original owner."

Hearing this, Gu Tong and Kong Zhao looked at Mi Congcong together, with astonishment and questioning in their eyes.

She actually lives in Baihualou, and is still with this man in front of her? !

Mi Congcong almost couldn't come up in one breath, this bastard did it on purpose!

Mi Congcong gritted his teeth and said to Gu Tong and Lou Chenxiao: "Master, Senior Brother, the matter is not what you think, I will tell you when I go back!"

After speaking, Mi Congcong angrily snatched back the bell from Lou Chenxiao's hand, turned around and left.

After finding the bell, Kong Zhao didn't need to stay any longer, and left with Mi Congcong. Only Gu Tong stared at Lou Chenxiao thoughtfully for a while, until the figures of the two apprentices disappeared At the door of the room, he left with one step and three turns.

Gu Tong caught up with Mi Congcong on the street, Fox asked: "Congcong, tell Master honestly, that man just now and you are really just friends?"

Mi Congcong knew that his master had misunderstood Lou Chenxiao's words, so he explained: "I saved his life, and he also helped me a few times, so he can barely be regarded as a friend."

Thinking of Master's reaction in Baihualou, Mi Congcong paused and asked, "Master, is there any problem for Lou Chenxiao?"

Gu Neng shook his head: "I can't explain this matter in a few words."

After a while, he seemed to think of something, and told Mi Congcong: "If possible, this friend should be as close as possible."

It was rare for Kong Zhao to see his master take a matter so seriously, and his expression was also a little serious.

"I still have something to do, I'll come back to see you in two days." Gu Tong left as soon as he said that, Kong Zhao seemed to be accustomed to his master's temper, and didn't show any other expressions.

"Senior brother, what does master mean?" Gu Tong just left like this, Mi Congcong was at a loss.

She thought that there was something wrong with Lou Chenxiao, but she didn't know that the master actually asked her to befriend Lou Chenxiao.

The problem is, the landlord's son is not willing to make her a friend at all, okay?
"Master seems to be very interested in you as a friend." As for the real reason, Kong Zhao couldn't figure it out either.

In the next few days, Mi Congcong not only recognized some herbs with Kong Zhao, but also recited some spells and learned to draw symbols.

Mi Congcong was obsessed with ink painting in her previous life, and she was well-known in the industry. After her parents passed away one after another, she was too lonely to find a job related to painting. Unexpectedly, Mi Zhiqing was hired by Mi Zhiqing just for a simple outdoor sketch. Having recruited the soul by mistake, she never imagined that one day she would use the hands of these future Chinese painting masters to draw Dao talismans. It is really unpredictable~~
Gu Tong said he would be back in two days, but he didn't come back for several days, and Kong Zhao didn't say he wanted to look for him.

The reopening of the teahouse is getting closer, Gu Yu is busy all day, Mi Congcong stays in the small courtyard to study with Kong Zhao, and takes care of Gu Ziang by the way.

Just the day before the opening of the teahouse, Mi Congcong received a message from Milan Lan asking her to go home quickly.

Fearing that something might happen at home, Mi Congcong hurried back after talking to Gu Yu and Kong Zhao.

As soon as he got home, Mi Congcong found that a lot of folks had come to the house for the first time, and the atmosphere was not bad, so he was relieved.

"Congcong, you're back!" Mrs. Ye came out of the kitchen with tea, and saw the eldest granddaughter walking over with a smile on her face.

"Grandma, why are all the villagers here?" Mi Congconghu questioned.

Ye smiled from ear to ear: "Congcong, your father has been unreliable for half his life, this time he did the right thing!"

After hearing Mrs. Ye's words, Mi Congcong was not only not half happy, but lifted his heart just now.

Mi Congcong opened his phoenix eyes, waiting for grandma's next words.

She really didn't believe that that scumbag Mi Zhian could do anything good?

"Congcong, go into the house first. The folks are here to congratulate us. It's unreasonable for us to stay here." Mrs. Ye pulled Mi Congcong into the house.

"Grandma," Mi Congcong suddenly had an ominous premonition, and pulled Mrs. Ye back: "What do you folks congratulate us for?"

Mrs. Ye smiled so hard that she couldn't see her eyes, and patted her eldest granddaughter's hand in relief: "Your father has arranged a good marriage for you. The other party is a scholar, and now he is still teaching in an academy in the county. You will enjoy the blessings when you marry." , in the future, maybe you can get an official wife, this marriage is settled, grandma has also forgotten one thing..."

Ye Shi said happily, but didn't realize that Mi Congcong's face had turned pale.

Xiucai, still teaching in the county academy?

If this is not Zhong Jingchao, who is it?
Scenes from the previous life flashed in his mind again, and Mi Congcong almost couldn't stand up.

Many things have changed in this world, but in the end what was supposed to happen happened!

In her previous life, she and Zhong Jingchao got married through an elder in the village. Before the marriage, she had a relationship with Zhong Jingchao. At that time, she simply thought that Zhong Jingchao fell in love with her at first sight because of her kindness. Proposal is a hidden evil intention.

The memory is so clear that Mi Congcong can't forget it even if he wants to.

It was by chance that she met an old man in the town. He dragged a piece of tiger skin with flesh and blood that his son had hunted to the town to sell, and his son was injured while hunting the tiger. He was seriously injured and was still recuperating at home. The old man wanted to sell this tiger skin to heal his son.

But in a small place like Wushan Town, very few people could afford tiger skins, and even if they could, they wouldn't buy untreated tiger skins.

After listening to the old man's narration, the original owner was very sympathetic to him, and thought of a way to help the old man and earn a fortune, and brought the tiger belt to the county together with the old man.

　PS: I saw that someone asked about the heroine’s past life. According to the setting of this article, the matter of the original owner’s past life will be slowly revealed after the heroine and Zhong Jingchao have a head-on conflict. I have already started writing it. Wen Feng originally wanted to write the rhythm Hurry up, and I am afraid that the plot will be missed, and my dear friends will not understand, will it be too slow?
　　
　
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