Chi Mohan let go of her as he said.

There was no soft and glutinous little man in his arms, and there was a moment of amazement.

But when he raised his head to look at Jiang Zhimian again, he couldn't see the slightest ripple in his eyes.

"Let's go, aren't you going to Jianghutang?" He asked.

Jiang Zhimian nodded and walked briskly ahead.

If you don't go faster, you should be asked by Chi Mohan what the flush on her face is.

It can't be said that he teased him, right?

What a shame!

But it was precisely because he walked in front that he didn't see the gentle smile in the corner of Chi Mohan's eyes behind him.

The two walked one after the other to Jianghutang.

Today, the sun is shining in Anchang Town, and the blue dome is cloudless and cloudless, so clear that it is almost transparent.

Jin Mang sprinkled Jiang Zhimian all over his body, it was almost a little summer, and the temperature was also hot.

After being sunburned for a long time, a thin layer of sweat began on the forehead and neck.

Jiang Zhimian wiped it with a handkerchief, and the sleeves he brought up between his hands rolled up in the wind, sending the quiet fragrance of sandalwood to Chi Mohan.

Regardless of whether it is sunny or cloudy, Jiang Zhimian will definitely pat a layer of sandalwood powder on the bare skin to block ultraviolet rays.

After all, the true meaning of sun protection is not to block the sun, but to block ultraviolet rays.

And ultraviolet rays exist at any time, but they are only strong or weak.

It is precisely because sandalwood powder is used every day that it has this taste on its body.

Compared to the ordinary floral fragrance, this taste is more refreshing.

Combining with the lively and clever Jiang Zhimian, it is a collision of two extremes, but it is also novel.

At least, it attracted Chi Mohan.

The two soon arrived at Jianghu Hall.

Shopkeeper Hu was drinking tea with Mrs. Hu, and when he saw the two of them, he waved his hand enthusiastically.

"Boss Jiang, Brother Chi, come in and drink tea, what about the bamboo leaf green I just bought."

Jiang Zhimian walked over and sat down at the table.

Shopkeeper Hu mysteriously leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it reconciled?" I'll just say, as long as you are subdued, Brother Chi will be reconciled with you, I have experience...... Ouch. ”

Before he finished speaking, the shopkeeper Hu covered his cheeks and gasped.

Jiang Zhimian didn't open his mouth to ask, he hurriedly waved his hand again, "It's okay, it's okay, my tooth is broken, and it hurt when I poured the wind in just now." ”

Look at the slap marks on the face of the shopkeeper.

Jiang Zhimian: Hehe, I believe you are a ghost.

"Boss Jiang, are you here to settle accounts? Wait, I'll give it to you. Mrs. Hu said with a smile.

Jiang Zhimian just sat and waited.

The sooner you get the money, the sooner you can pay the villagers, which is a good thing.

After taking the silver and putting it in the fur bag he was carrying, he said, "I still want to inquire about something." ”

"Boss Jiang said, as long as I know, I must know everything, and I will say everything!" Shopkeeper Hu patted his chest and said.

"It's not a big deal, but I heard that there is a family surnamed Kang in this town, and the family had a sick son in the early years, but then he died of illness, you know?" Jiang Zhimian asked.

Shopkeeper Hu scratched his head, "This ...... I've never heard of it. ”

Mrs. Hu next to her pulled him, "Of course you don't know, I haven't done business with you, it's rare that you can remember your name!" ”

"Hehe, Madame really understands me!" The shopkeeper Hu looked naïve.

provoked Mrs. Hu to roll her eyes, and then said to Jiang Zhimian, "I know that the one who died was the son of the main house, and he was suffering from a sudden illness. ”

Jiang Zhimian's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mrs. Hu, what else do you know? Tell me about it? ”

"Okay, then let's go to the backyard and say, Lao Hu, make us a pot of tea." Mrs. Hu responded.

Holding Jiang Zhimian's hand, he was very happy, "It turns out that Boss Jiang, you also care about these backyard talks, but you can be regarded as finding a confidant, let's talk slowly." ”

Looking at Mrs. Hu's enthusiasm, Jiang Zhimian couldn't help but secretly complain in her heart.

Sure enough, gossip is an indispensable entertainment for women.