"Gao Zhuang, come here, I have something to ask you." As soon as the blacksmith saw Gao Zhuang appear, he immediately stopped him.

"Master......" Gao Zhuang glanced at Xia Yue and Changsheng, and walked in front of the blacksmith master.

"I ask you, when did I say I wanted to recognize you as my godson?"

Gao Zhuang's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously went to look at Xia Yue, and when he saw Xia Yue, he also looked at him and quickly retracted his gaze, "No, I didn't say it." ”

"You didn't say that!" The blacksmith's voice was raised, causing everyone around him to look over, "You didn't say it, how could the people in your village say that I want to recognize you as my godson?" ”

"Lao Tzu eats idle meals every day, and recognizes you, the turtle grandson, as a son? Why don't you pee and look like a bear on yourself, and dare to cling to Lao Tzu's cheapness! Phew! A mouthful of spit went straight to Gao Zhuang's body, and Gao Zhuang didn't dare to hide, let alone complain, just lowered his head and looked like he was letting you beat and scold.

The blacksmith master was still scolding vigorously, but Xia Yue observed Gao Zhuang and found that he shrugged his shoulders and shrunk his back and hooked his head, and at a glance, he knew that he was often scolded, so he was used to it.

This is exactly the same version as what Xia Yue just heard, the tall and hard-working people in everyone's mouth, who are very loved by the blacksmith master and want to accept him as his godson.

What she saw was that Gao Zhuang was disliked by the master blacksmith, and may even be often beaten and scolded by the master.

But obviously, this version that Xia Yue saw was the real one.

These are simply two extremes, Xia Yue didn't know how Gao Zhuang managed to make everyone in the village think that he was very popular with the blacksmith master, but one thing was certain.

Tall and strong, there are indeed ghosts.

Xia Yue glanced at the back of the tall and strong right hand with hot flesh and blood, and there was coldness in her eyes. The timing of his injury was really a coincidence, he had just met today, and he was burned when he returned, and it happened to burn the back of his hand that should have left a scar before.

To cover up is to have a weak heart.

Xu is Xia Yue's eyes were so sharp that even Gao Zhuang, who couldn't lift his head after being scolded by the master, felt it, and he couldn't help but hide his hand back.

When the master saw it, he scolded again, saying that he hadn't been striking iron for a day or two, and he could still burn his hands, so he didn't want to do it in the blacksmith shop.

Gao Zhuang hurriedly begged for mercy.

Xia Yue pulled Changsheng and turned around and left, not seeing how vicious Gao Zhuang's eyes were when he looked at her.

But even if she saw Xia Yue, she didn't care, since she knew that Gao Zhuang was the one who had done the black hand to her, she would definitely not give up.

However, Xia Yue hasn't figured out exactly how to retaliate.

Beating him up is too cheap for him, and if he is ruined, he will not have a charter for a while. The most important thing is that Gao Zhuang doesn't go back to the village much, and this is the most difficult thing to do.

Along the way, Xia Yue frowned, Changsheng saw all this in his eyes, put down the things he bought as soon as he went home, and then went back to the house, and he didn't know what to pour, and he didn't even eat the rock sugar gourd.

After lunch, Xia Yue washed the dishes and came out but didn't see Changsheng, and after looking around, she didn't find it, and thought he was going to play somewhere, so she didn't care about him.

The ginseng seeds that were soaked before all germinated, Xia Yue planted all the ginseng with the mentality that since it germinated, she would try it, and then poured a little more water before going back.

Duan had been keeping Xia Yue close since she came back from the street, and when she saw her coming back from the blacksmith shop, she didn't say a word, and asked her if the person who attacked her was Da Zhuang, but she didn't say anything, only shook her head.

Duan thought that Xia Yue was too disappointed that she didn't find the murderer, and was about to persuade her to think about it, when she saw Changsheng coming back sweating profusely, and he seemed to be in a very good mood, humming a little song.