Chapter 100: The Murder Girl's Plan (9)

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Shi Lan sideways dodged his slender hands with thin calluses, and his chubby body was incredibly dexterous.

Rong Qing didn't expect her to be able to dodge, and couldn't help but let out a surprised 'huh'.

Shi Lan stared at him closely, as if he had encountered the cub of a fierce beast.

Rong Qing smiled, interested, and his big hand seemed to be slow, but in fact, it grabbed Shi Lan's fat arm very quickly.

Shi Lan pursed her lips and suddenly waved her arm at him, and something hit him like a meteor.

Rong Qing's body bent, his upper body bent strangely at ninety degrees, and one hand grabbed the object that attacked him very quickly.

Shi Lan frowned slightly, and reached out to pick another earring.

Seeing that the master was attacked, the entourage two steps away hurriedly shouted in a low voice, set up a formation, and attacked Shi Lan.

Shi Lan frowned, picked up the freshly baked pie on the stall, ignored the hawker's panicked shouts, and threw it in front of him.

Rong Qing was thrown away unexpectedly, and his entourage was naturally not spared.

There was a commotion around, Shi Lan looked left and right, and while he lowered his head to sort out his clothes, he hurriedly got into the crowd and slipped away.

Rong Qing tidied up his clothes, and when he looked up again, he couldn't help but chuckle twice, he looked down at the small gourd with a pink halo on his palm, and said, "Go and check, which one is this." ā€

The attendant respectfully took it, turned around and disappeared into the sea of people.

Rong Qing shook the hem of his clothes, and turned briskly in another direction.

In Lanxiang Courtyard, Shi Lan drank two glasses of sweet water in a row, and the sweet taste slowly calmed her pounding heart.

Cui Zhi waved back left and right, kneeling on the ground with tears in her eyes, "Miss, how can you go out of the house alone, there are so many villains outside, if you have anything to do, how can you live as a slave?" ā€

Shi Lan glanced at Cuizhi with a weak heart, jumped off the big kang, and reached out to help her up, "Okay, it's me who is wrong this time, I will inform you in the future." ā€

And later?

Cuizhi stared at the boss with a pair of beautiful eyes, her pink lips opened and closed for a long time, and she was speechless for a while.

Shi Lan laughed twice, touched her stomach, and said, "Cuizhi has nothing to eat, I'm hungry." ā€

"Yes, the slave maid will bring it to you," Cuizhi knew that Shi Lan had a lot of ideas, and persuasion would definitely have no effect, so when she turned around, she could only secretly resolve that she would not leave her in the future.

After a while, Cuizhi brought a few snacks such as honey jujube cake and steamed lotus petals, and Shi Lan was worried about the sauce elbow that Shi's father had promised, so she only ate a few bites and put it at the bottom.

In the evening, Shi Mu sent someone to ask her to come over for dinner, and Shi Lan Meizi packed herself up and went to the flower hall.

In the flower hall, Shi Father was already sitting upright, Shi Mu was sitting on the side, and when Shi Lan entered, he saw the two of them smiling and whispering, not knowing what they were saying.

Shi Xi saw her and beckoned to her, and when she got closer, Shi Xi asked in a low voice, "Do you feel better?" ā€

Shi Lan was surprised, but still nodded and said, "It's much better." ā€

Shi Xi looked carefully for a while, and saw that she was doing well, so he pulled her to sit beside him: "That's good, in the morning Cuizhi said that you didn't sleep well last night, and you are resting, don't be greedy and sleep late in the future." ā€

Shi Lan smiled weakly, and vaguely replied.

While talking, Shi's father explained something to Shi's mother, and then picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat.

Mother Liu hurriedly walked from outside, and her face was full of joy, "Master, madam, the eldest young master is back." ā€

The corners of Father Shi's mouth twitched, and there was a faint smile on Qingjun's face.

Shi Mu hurriedly got up, walked quickly to the door, and said repeatedly: "Is Rong'er back?" ā€

Before the words fell, the door curtain was opened, and a young man who was five or six points similar to Shi Lan walked in, "Mother, it's the child who is back." ā€

Shi Mu pulled Shi Rong excitedly and said, "Hurry up and show my mother, how did she lose so much weight." ā€

Shi Rong smiled and let Shi Mu look at him.

Father Shi saw that Shi Mu was holding Shi Rong, so he coughed lightly and said, "Okay, come and sit down." ā€

Shi Rong saluted Father Shi and said clearly, "Father," seeing that Father Shi nodded slightly, he pulled Mother Shi to sit down.

Shi Xi looked at Shi Rong happily, looked at Father Shi not paying attention, and called in a low voice, "Big brother." ā€

Shi Rong rolled his eyes gently, and changed his voice softly, "Xi'er, Lan'er." ā€

Shi Xi pursed his lips and smiled, Shi Lan looked at him blankly, his mind flashed that he was covered with a loose robe, the smell of wine permeating his body, and he staggered along the garden path with a wine jug in his hand, and suddenly fell crooked under a certain flower tree, drunk and unconscious.

When her son, who hadn't returned home for a long time, came back, Shi's mother was overjoyed, and she couldn't take care of Shi Lan during the banquet, staring at Shi Rong with a pair of eyes that couldn't see enough, and her subordinates gave him vegetables without pause.

A family banquet ended in Shi Rong's hard swallowing.

Shi Rong's return home added a little brightness to the Shi family, but as the autumn date approached, the atmosphere of the Shi family began to be tense again.

Shi Mu is busy sorting out Shi Rong's outfit when he returns to his ancestral hometown every day, the first thing Shi Father does when he comes back from the next dynasty every day is to teach Shi Rong and correct the flaws in his article, Shi Xi is busy embroidering the purse of the double magpie boarding, hoping that his brother can go to high school in one fell swoop this time, Shi Xi is driven by this atmosphere, and begins to learn to make sesame cakes with Cuizhi, and obtains the meaning of the sesame blossoming festival.

Soon, Shi Lan had to admit that she really had no talent for cooking, Shi Xi's embroidery was about to end, but Shi Lan's masterpiece was still miserable.

Looking at those strangely shaped sesame cakes, Shi Lan was a little embarrassed.

Cui Zhi picked up the cake and took a bite, and suggested as tactfully as possible: "Miss, why don't you forget it." It's still early, and it's still too late for the slave to make some honey and dried meat. ā€

"No," Shi Lan puffed out her little face, very unconvinced, loaded a plate, turned around and walked towards the tide courtyard where Shi Xi lived, she didn't believe that her craftsmanship was really that bad, she believed that her good sister would definitely give her a not too bad evaluation.

There was some distance between Lanxiang Courtyard and Tide Courtyard, and Shi Lan turned into the garden, and Cui Zhi didn't pay attention for a while and didn't catch up.

Shi Lan walked quickly for a while, feeling tired, and his footsteps couldn't help but slow down, and the clear voice of the man not far away came.

"Yuan Heng, this Chengni inkstone is too valuable, please forgive me for not accepting it."

Shi Lan paused, stretched his head, and looked into the distance through the gaps in the trees.

Layered emerald green, Shi Rong, who was dressed in a cyan muslin robe, put the object in his hand on the stone table and pushed it towards the brocade-robed man in front of him.

The man smiled at the corner of his mouth, picked up the teacup and took a sip, "I only know that the greatest value of the inkstone is to let the people who appreciate it splash ink and make praise articles. ā€

As the man spoke, he pushed the inkstone back.

Shi Rong pondered for a moment and arched his hand: "In this way, I will be ashamed." ā€

Shi Lan grinned, feeling sick to his stomach, prudence is Shi Rong's small character, most of the small characters who can be called each other so intimately are close friends, Shi Rong treats Ning Zhan sincerely, but he ruined his wish from childhood to adulthood, and broke off the bright future.

(To be continued.) )