Liu Cheng's slender legs were resting on the stone bench, knocking on the stone table with a casual expression, and his handsome and elegant face revealed a little smile.

Granny Jiang tore off a small tomato and handed it over, "Taste it?" ”

At this time, under normal circumstances, the small tomatoes are almost ripe.

Seeing a very pleasing appearance, Liu Cheng took it and took a bite.

At the moment of his entrance, the sour taste spread, Liu Chengjunya's facial features were wrinkled, and his good upbringing was there, he couldn't do anything like eating and vomiting, so he swallowed it forcibly.

raised his head, and his expression was indescribable: "Mom, this little tomato is not ripe......"

"Oh," Granny Jiang nodded as a matter of course, "Sure enough, it's not ripe, and the water was less in the past few days, and it didn't grow much." Is it sour? How sour? ”

Liu Cheng: "Nine points sour, one point sweet." ”

Granny Jiang frowned: "It's going to take two or three days, forget it, you can try it again tomorrow." ”

So saying, the little old lady took the watering can and continued to water her precious sapling.

Liu Cheng, who was treated as a guinea pig......

"Uncle Liu, is there no water at home?"

The water in the small yards of the farmhouses is drawn from the wells, and the groundwater is pumped.

Qin Chao turned around, but he didn't find water to drink, and he died of thirst.

Liu Cheng got up, went to the small shelf and picked the reddest tomato, washed it, "It takes time to boil water, you can eat a small tomato mat first." ”

"Okay."

Qin Chao took it with a smile, it seems that Liu Cheng is not a bad person.

He thought so, and took a bite.

Qin Dynasty ......

Liu Cheng smiled very gracefully: "The home-grown ones are cleaner than the outside, but they are a little sour." ”

Qin Chaosheng had no love face: "Are you a little sour?" ”

He's never eaten anything so sour!

Depend on!

He retracted the praise he had just given!

Sure enough, the better you look, the darker your heart becomes.

The truth of the world, the truth of practice makes true knowledge!

In the courtyard, they were lazily basking in the sun, and Young Master Yan answered the phone.

It was Qi Zhi who called.

There was anxiety in his words, "Young master, the succession ceremony may have to be postponed......"

Yan Tao snorted lightly, his plain white fingers were inserted in his pockets, his expression was scattered, and he spoke in a leisurely tone, "Delay? ”

Although the young man's voice was soft, it exuded boundless deterrence.

Qi Zhi: "There are some small problems in the main hall of Xuanmen, it's not big, and it can be solved soon." But if it goes ahead as scheduled, the succession ceremony will only cause some turmoil. Fortunately, my invitation has not been sent out yet, do you want to extend it? ”

Yan Tao walked to the window: "Something is wrong?" ”

"Yes, young master."

Qi Zhi knew very well that all these things were done by Wang Changning, and he deliberately caused chaos in the succession ceremony.

However, it is not easy to tell Yan Taoming about this.

Over there, Yan Tao seemed to notice the hesitation in his words, and said indifferently and coldly, "If you have something to say, say it directly." ”

Qi Zhi's eyes flickered, and Yan Tao would have to take over the Xuanmen sooner or later, and it was inevitable that he would face Wang Changning.

"Someone spread the news before us, about the succession ceremony of the head of the Xuanmen......"

In today's metaphysical world, Xuanmen occupies half of the country, and it can be said that it is a Taishan-level existence.

The last head of the Xuanmen was extremely talented, and he was omnipotent in feng shui and Taoism.

He was also a young successor to the Xuanmen, who brought the declining sect to prosperity.

It was also he who saved the metaphysical inheritance that was almost disappearing and single-handedly established the Metaphysical Association.