Chapter Eighty-Three: The Uncle's Face
The sky was overcast and gloomy, on the grass, one large and one small, two heads. Hold your head and lie on your back.
Qian Tu held a grass in his mouth and said vaguely: "Are you and Sun Qingshang both bad people lurking next to my father?" β
"Bad guys? Of course not. I'm just pretending to save Sun Qingshang, can't you see this? Although, I kept flattering her in front of her, pretending to be cold and warm to her, and pampering her. I was actually trying to confuse her.
Isn't my real purpose in doing this to save you and protect you? Leng Duhua put his hands on the pillow, looked at the sky, was heartbroken, and swore solemnly.
"Is that really the case? Don't think I'm a kid and I'm a fool...... I've lived for 500 years. Qian Tu focused his gaze on the top of his head, leaving the white of his clairvoyance.
"Don't talk about me yet, what about you? Why don't you go back? Do you want to lurk around Sun Qingshang, and then have other plans? Leng Duhua deftly pushed the topic to him.
Qian Tu: "Hmph, I have endless homework to do when I go back; Martial arts that can't be learned; Endless magic cultivation. Do you think I'm stupid? β
Leng Twilight: "Really? Uncle, I've lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and I'm not so easy to bluff? β
Qian Tu: "Hey, your uncle ......"
Twilight: "What? Well? β
Qian Tu: "Uncle, you...... Awesome"
Leng Duhua: "...... Well, good. β
The two were speechless for a while, staring at the blue sky in a daze; The little one pouted......
They all thought about their minds and stopped talking.
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"Oh, what a pity, such a good silver hairpin. I also lost the silver butterfly on it. It's really a big loss......" Du Po patted her thigh, regretting not falling. Why is it raining so hard in the mortal world, and there is a mess everywhere. It may have been dropped while running. What a carelessness.
Leng Duhua, who was sitting under the tree reading a book, raised her head when she heard this. Not only asked, "What silver butterfly?" β
"Oh - young master, it was given to me by Qian Tu, it is a sterling silver hairpin, inlaid with two lifelike butterflies. The eyeballs are all rubies, but they seem to be worth much more than this hairpin. When Du Po saw this, she hurriedly walked over and showed him while talking.
"Why did he suddenly want to give you a silver hairpin?" Leng Duhua put down the book, picked up the tea in hand, and took a sip.
"That's right. He had to thank me for taking care of him day after day. You also want me to buy him crab roe soup dumplings in the mortal world, I thought, young master, you also said that you must take good care of him and not neglect him.
Besides, adults are just spitting, but children are gluttonous but a mouthful of blood.
I thought, but I can't beat him by running errands. Just let him stick it in my old woman's hair.
You say I'm seventy or eighty, what silver hairpin do I still wear? It's not like a young girl's love. It's good now, and I threw the silver butterfly on it.
I said it earlier, don't ...... Don't. This is really, a waste of his good things......" Granny Du felt distressed like something. It can be seen that it is a good thing. Otherwise, she would not have this knowledge at all.
It's more likely, it's just that the kung fu of being coquettish and cute is really perfect. The empty Granny Du under her old knees may not be able to withstand it.
Leng Duhua frowned, and glanced at Qian Tu's residence meaningfully. Put down the teacup in your hand. But he strode towards the west courtyard......
"Uh-young master." Du Po looked at Leng Duhua's back in confusion, she was about to say that there was his favorite braised beef at noon today. Why did the young master's expression suddenly become so weird?
Could it be that she was angry that she took the money? Heyββ
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It's been gloomy for half a month. The rain in the mortal world has not stopped. Although it doesn't rain at Higashiri Villa. But since Sun Qingshang left, it seems that he has not passed the sky.
It's coming so soon, Leng Duhua stares at the sky, the black dots getting closer and closer. Watch a group of people fall from the sky.
A smile lit up at the corner of his mouth, hoping that Sun Qingshang would not come back at this time. Thinking like this, he hurriedly stepped up to meet him, bowed down to the white and chubby man at the head and said, "Boss." β
"Hmm." Qian Baihui bowed slightly, and said unhappily: "Since you have already found the little young master, why didn't you send him back earlier?" β
Leng Duhua was polite, and replied with a smile: "I wanted to send the little young master back a long time ago, but the little young master refused to leave by himself, no way, I ......"
Leng Duhua said, squeezing his eyes towards Qian Tu, quite embarrassed: "He said ......"
"That's right, it's because I don't want to go back, I have to practice and study......" The future walked out with his hands on his back and swaggering high.
"Smack-" Before he finished speaking, Qian Baihui's fan-like palm was already slapped on his head.
Qian Tu stumbled in response and stood unsteadily.
Seeing this, Leng Duhua hurriedly protected Qian Tu behind him.
Gently persuaded Qian Baihui and said: "Boss, don't be angry, the child is small and ignorant. Besides, aren't you quite busy?
I see you taking care of all kinds of affairs, and once those demons and monsters fight with you, they will not be able to deal with you. At this time, I sent the child back, but I was afraid of hurting him. So ......"
"Well, you're still thoughtful." Qian Baihui put away his anger and glared at Qian Tu secretly.
Qian Tu was so frightened that he occasionally poked out half of his head from behind Leng Duhua to look at him.
"Is this your villa?" Qian Baihui said as he strode inside.
"It was a mountain forest left by my father, and I transformed it into a villa ......" Leng Duhua followed step by step, explaining the layout of the mountain villa in detail.
"Well, yes, yes. Who else lives here? Qian Baihui kept nodding in admiration, he had a big belly. It's like a leader inspecting the countryside, pointing and caring.
ββ¦β¦ It's just me, and a mother-in-law who cooks. Leng Duhua thought for a moment and replied with a smile on her face.
"Really?" Qian Baihui turned around and looked at him with a solemn expression.
"yes, ohβI forgot, the little master is here." He slapped his head.
"That's all there is?" Qian Baihui stared at him like a torch.
ββ¦β¦ That's right! Leng Duhua touched her ears inexplicably and stood still in confusion.
"Lying, there are obviously two Taoist priests." Qian Tu took a few steps back, jumped out, pointed at Leng Duhua with his finger, and shouted with a smile.
"Oh, you're a monk...... Yes, there are two of them. However, it is very common, and I asked them to help me look at Feng Shui.
I'm planning to build another house in the near future. Keep it for me to marry later. β
"Oh? What do they say, which place in your mountain village has the best feng shui? I know a little bit about it, why don't you call them out and learn from each other? Qian Baihui was already smiling kindly, like Maitreya.
"This ...... They ...... "Leng Duhua's face was embarrassed, and he prevaricated. (To be continued......)