Cheng's family was originally a small business, but after being dug up by his aunt, Cheng Ming simply sold the fields in the town, and placed a large fruit grove in the suburbs of Yuzhen, and became a farmer wholeheartedly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

For convenience, Cheng Qinghe changed to a school closer to home when he started school. In addition to going to school, she regularly goes up the mountain to see if her master and brother have returned.

Unexpectedly, after the New Year, in the spring, an uninvited guest came to Yucun.

The lush mountains are full of greenery, and in the morning there is fog, and after walking for a while, my shoes get wet. When she was halfway up the mountain that day, she was stunned when she saw the simple small temple of her father-in-law on the side of the road made of stones.

After walking for a few more minutes, Cheng Qinghe stood still and watched the people in front of the thatched hut slowly squint his eyes.

An old man wearing blue cloth clothes and shoes is standing on the stone steps, slender, pure white shoulder-length short hair is meticulously combed in the middle, his hands are clasped in front of his chest, smiling, looking very amiable, with the quaint thatched hut and the white fog behind him as the background, but there is a bit of fairy wind and bones outside the world's taste.

"Do you know that this house has an owner?" Cheng Qinghe pointed to the wide open door and said.

Zhong Emei looked at the delicate little girl in front of her, and nodded with a smile: "It's just borrowing."

Qinghe gas: "Borrowing is borrowing, what are you doing to demolish the house?" The thatched huts on Kong Lao Road have been half lifted!

Zhong Emei smiled and said nothing, the meaning is obvious, too lazy to take care of you little brat.

No way, Cheng Qinghe hurriedly went down the mountain to find the village chief, who was squinting his eyes and smoking a dry cigarette, and said indignantly when he heard the words: "It's really a bastard!"

After that, there was no follow-up. Cheng Qinghe waited for a long time, and the old village chief saw that although she was a child, she was indeed Kong Daochang's apprentice, and explained slowly: "This person was a famous Mi Po in ten miles and eight townships before Kong Daochang, originally from our village, and then moved away for a while, and the benefits she brought to our village this time are many!"

It seems that the old village chief, who is usually enthusiastic and kind, has a lot of twists and turns in his heart.

How to deal with this? She thought about it for a night. Cheng Qinghe, who got up the next day, opened his eyes and looked at Liu Laosi expressionlessly.

Liu Laosi looked at her left and right at the water in the washbasin: "What's wrong?" I didn't sneak a swim in the pit today! ”

Cheng Qinghe's face sank.

"I didn't take the coins in your piggy bank, ah, and I didn't steal your little Nene either~"

The latter blackened his face.

Liu Laosi spread his hands: "Okay, little sister, I've done all this, what do you want?" I'm so cheap~" It's completely like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. He turned around and continued to look at the water, there was no way, as a ghost, the mirror didn't work at all.

At this time, he heard the silent sound of Cheng Qinghe drawing his sword, and he immediately turned his head with a sigh: "I remember, a few days ago in our neighboring village, there was a big girl recruiting a son-in-law to enter the door, you know?" “

Cheng Qinghe raised his eyebrows.

"The son-in-law died three days ago, and the eldest girl was about to burp when she fell into an evil spirit, and the village chief invited a Mi Po, oh, it was the one who drove you down the mountain yesterday, and the big girl was really ugly, and she looked so good after makeup." Then he frowned and looked her up and down, "Better than you!" “

"Oh, that's why you're here?" Cheng Qinghe looked at Liu Laosi, who had golden eye shadow and red lips, and asked.