"After you disappeared, Qingmao went out to look for you, and he didn't come back for two days." Qingfeng replied.

Ye Xiaoyan twisted her eyebrows: "Why didn't you say it earlier!" ”

Let's talk about Qingmao.

She also knew that the chances of searching for such a street were slim, and it was almost impossible to find. However, there is always something to do, and nothing can be done. What if, what if!

There are their people almost everywhere in the south of the city. Those "burdens" walk the streets and alleys, and there are also "short gangs" who also work around. All she had to do was ask, "Have you met Madame?" And they'll keep an eye on her.

In the west of the city, she walked all over the streets and alleys, went to Baiwei Building, and even went to He Wanchun's house.

She was unintentional, but she didn't expect He Wanchun to take the initiative to invite her to her home and tell her something she didn't expect.

He Wanchun is actually the father of the third year of junior high school!

Now that He Wanchun is abolished, Yan Gongzi and his gang have risen. He knew that Qingmao was the master of the third year of junior high school, and although she was young, she was now the principal of Nancheng. He Wanchun secretly sighed that he was really old, and he was also glad that he worshipped Qingmao as a teacher in the third year of junior high school and took refuge in Yan Gongzi and his group.

He Wanchun told Qingmao about the origin of the third junior high school mother, Sister-in-law Lan. That's something that no one knows but him. I don't even know about the third year of junior high school.

He hopes that one day, in the third year of junior high school, he will find his maternal grandfather and be blessed by his maternal grandfather's family.

When Qingmao heard that his mother's surname was Sima in the third year of junior high school, he immediately remembered Sima Shi. The powerful people in Beijing whose surname is Sima are also their family. However, regardless of whether the mother of the third junior high school is from the Sima family or not, she feels that there is no need to find relatives in the third junior high school. So she just listened, and didn't tell anyone about it when she went back.

I went to the south of the city and the west of the city, and the next day Qingmao went to the east of the city. Because she heard about her mother in the third year of junior high school the day before, she wandered around Sima Mansion for a long time today.

When she turned to the fence of the backyard of Sima's Mansion, she saw four palanquin bearers coming out of the back door carrying a sedan chair.

The four palanquin bearers walked briskly, and although they carried the sedan chair, they seemed very relaxed. Judging from the calmness of the sedan chair, there are people in the sedan chair, not an empty sedan chair. Then that is to say, this is not four ordinary palanquin drivers.

Qingmao was suddenly curious, so he quietly followed.

The sedan chair went all the way out of the east gate and headed towards the eastern suburbs.

The whole capital has mountains in the west and south, and a flat area in the east and north.

Qingmao followed from a distance, two or three hundred meters away from the sedan chair. You can see where the sedan chair is going, but it is not too close to the sedan chair.

After walking for about three or four miles, I saw a walled compound in the distance. The sedan chair entered the courtyard.

Qingmao walked to the gate of the courtyard and saw the word "Feng Zhai" written on the door.

Qingmao looked at the closed courtyard gate, turned around and was about to leave, when he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening behind him.

A man in his thirties walked out and asked in a flat tone, "Who are you?" Why follow us all the way? ”

Qingmao turned around and looked at the man. He is one of the four palanquins.

Qingmao bit her lip and pretended to be a little timid and said, "I, I want to find a job." ”

The man looked at Qingmao and saw that she was fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in a light green dress. It seems simple, but it is not embarrassing.

"Looking for work and following all the way here?" Men don't believe it.

"I, I'm just trying to get a job." Qingmao did not change his words.

"There's no work here, let's go."

"Hmm." Qingmao nodded and turned to leave. She wasn't going to ask about anything. It's just that I was suddenly curious and followed here.

"Wait!" Someone in the courtyard shouted, "Let her in." ”

Qingmao was called in. tower

This is a four-entry courtyard. The sedan chair was placed in the courtyard of the first entry, and Qingmao was called to enter the courtyard for the second time.

An old man in his sixties sat on the top of the main room, his eyes closed, and he looked like he was resting with his eyes closed.

Qingmao timidly walked in, and stood there in a daze, without saluting or greeting, looking very ignorant of the rules.

"Who sent you?" The old man's tone was calm, and he sounded very kind. The old man is Sima Ce.

"Nobody sent me."

"What do you want to do all the way here?"

"I, I just want to get a job."

Sima Ce smiled faintly: "Looking for a job?" "Obviously not convinced.

Today he made an appointment to meet here, and he paid special attention to whether anyone was following him. Before they reached the East City Gate, the palanquin drivers noticed that someone was following behind.

These four sedan chair drivers are indeed not ordinary sedan chair drivers, each of them is an eighth-order master of the Nine Foundation Building. In other words, their strength is on par with Qingfeng.

Because it's a little girl who is stalking, and it's not professional enough to see how she stalks. So they let her follow all the time.

When he arrived at Feng's house, fortunately, Qingmao looked at the gate and was about to leave. If she had climbed over the wall, or had done something wrong, she would have been killed.

Qingmao pretended to be anxious and said, "My family is from Nancheng. I heard that I had worked as a subordinate in a big family in the east of the city, and the conditions were very good, so I wanted to find a job. ”

Sima Ce opened his eyes and looked at the little girl in front of him, who really didn't look like a spy sent out there. said: "You stay here obediently for a few days, and I will work for you." ”

Qingmao pretended to be surprised: "Okay, good! Thank you, sir. ”

At this moment, she didn't dare to say no.

Originally, she thought that when she said "looking for work", she would be like the sedan chair man just now, and replied to her, "There is no work to do here, hurry up", so she took the opportunity to leave quickly. But unexpectedly, the old man left her behind.

Sima Ce is here today to discuss important matters. This little girl, whether it is true or not, whether she said that she was looking for work or not, in short, she stayed first, and after a few days, those people were gone. If she's really just looking for a job, it doesn't hurt to give her a job. If it's fake...... In short, the slightest wind can't be revealed now.

Qingmao was taken to the last courtyard and locked in the house.

She knew she couldn't act rashly now. This Feng Mansion is related to Sima Mansion. These families, who don't have a caretaker. Now I don't know anything about it, and if I take any action, I won't be killed. Although she has martial arts, she is not confident that she will be able to escape.

Qingmao was like this, and was locked up in Feng's house outside the eastern suburbs.

turned back and said that Dudu was angry and vowed to eat poor Ye Xiaoyan.

In the South Park Food Street, no matter how much he eats, he can't eat Ye Xiaoyan. So, he ate hard.

With a bulging belly, he walked out of Sandao Street. He's going to walk around and eat and drink.

As he walked, he looked around, unguarded.

Suddenly, a man walked up to him and hit his thigh head-on on his little face.

"Ahh Cover your little nose. I hit my nose and it hurts.

"How are you? Are you okay? ”

The man who hit him hurriedly crouched down, took his little hand, and examined his nose.

Dudu is now a child, so naturally he can't show his actions as a non-child.

The man took out his handkerchief and made it look like he was going to wipe his nose, but in fact he put the handkerchief over his nose.

As soon as Dudu smelled the handkerchief, he immediately understood: This is a drug!