"I'm also a craftsman, so why can't you hire me?" In front of the gate of Wuhua Courtyard, a craftsman scolded and scolded.

"This uncle, the master of our Wuhua Courtyard is the boss of Wuhua Building, the master has ordered, and the craftsman is still more comfortable to hire the original, after all, everyone has cooperated once and is familiar with it." Jade Bottle explained good-naturedly.

The arrival of the little fish girl, because there were not enough rooms in the Wuhua Courtyard, she could only condescend to the ear room, so the girl bought the courtyard next door and prepared to rebuild the Wuhua Courtyard again.

The girl also specially explained that even if there are not enough people, only the original group of people will be used, and no more strange craftsmen can be added without authorization.

Since the famine 12 years ago, the price of houses or land in Gucheng has not risen further. Once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of grass rope. After all, when there is a famine, the house cannot be eaten or clothed, and it cannot be taken with you to beg for food with you.

Most of the dignitaries who come from treasure hunting with their faces only a few times a year also live in inns, and few of them dispose of their family business here. So when she asked her neighbor if her yard could be sold, the neighbor happily agreed, and handed over the title deed on the same day.

Recently, many buildings under repair have collapsed inexplicably, especially in thunderstorms, and the residents of Gucheng began to suspect that these craftsmen were playing tricks, and they all stopped work to strictly check the materials they had prepared. This investigation really found a large number of shoddy wood tiles and bricks.

As a result, except for the group of people who had been screened by Wuhua Lou at the beginning, the other craftsmen did not have a good time. The person in front of him should have heard from his peers that this place was going to be rebuilt recently, so he came to the door. Craftsmen have the backbone of craftsmen, if it weren't for the fact that they couldn't get along, they wouldn't come to the door like this to ask for things to do. But this man seems to have seen somewhere...

Forget it, even if it's an acquaintance anyway, you can't accept it without the girl's consent. The jade bottle shrugged, indicating that there was nothing she could do.

"Wuhua Building?" The man in front of the door repeated these three words, remembering the woman with her face covered. turned around and left, and scolded secretly: "Stinky." ”

Because of his deep resentment, he bumped into the shoulder of a passer-by when he left. He didn't look at it and roared angrily, "Don't you have eyes? Bad luck! After roaring, he snorted before stepping away from his injured legs and feet and turning to leave.

The passer-by he hit froze in place, and it took a long time to turn around, look at the craftsman's limping back, and whisper suspiciously: "Yes... He? ”

...

This passerby is none other than Chi Jing.

Today, the jade bottle was unwell, so she asked her to go back to Wuhua Courtyard early to rest, and she had just come back from Wuhua Tower. From a distance, I saw this person arguing with the jade bottle at the gate of the courtyard, and when she was two or three steps away from him, she also heard him scolding in a low voice, "Stinky girl." ”

Is this person scolding the jade bottle? Ji Jing raised his eyebrows in displeasure, and glanced at the man as he was bumped into - how could it be him? How could it be him?

No way...

Chi Jing heard that his heart was pounding violently, as if he was about to jump out at any moment...

That person, that person... I should have died in the middle of a pile of broken walls... She could never be mistaken! But that man just now was indeed the craftsman who should have died a long time ago... What the hell is going on?

Someone who should have died a long time ago is still alive in front of her eyes, which has never been...

Unless, unless... Someone changed his life for him!

Without much thought, she followed the figure.

...

Chi Jing followed the craftsman all the way, saw him limp to a noodle stall on the side of the road, ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles, found a table and sat down.

She also ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles, turned her back to him, and sat down at the table behind him.

It was getting dark, and the night was already falling. Most of the pedestrians who were outside had already returned home for dinner, and there were not many people passing by the noodle stalls, and even fewer stopped to eat noodles. There was only an oil lamp on the noodle stall, and Chi Jing put the noodles in his mouth one by one in the dim light, and ate them slowly.

The craftsman was so hungry that he finished a bowl of noodles in three strokes and ordered another bowl. When the second bowl of noodles came up, he ate it unhurriedly, and the chewing sound of the noodles was not loud, but Chi Jing could hear that he was waiting for someone.

The noodles cooled slowly. Sitting down again, it seems too deliberate. She was about to get up to check out and continue to follow in a different way, when she heard the sound of someone sitting down behind her.

"Daddy." Someone whispered.

This voice... Ji Jing was engrossed in paying attention to the movement behind her, and as soon as the other party spoke, she heard it. That's Gu Yupan!

But how could Gu Yupan call this man his father? Isn't her father Master Gu?

"Shh The man shrewdly looked around, and the place he had chosen was a table farthest away from the noodle stall owner, with only one woman eating noodles at the table in front of him. But this woman has been eating for too long, and he is suspicious, if it weren't for all these years, he wouldn't have lived that long.

Gu Yu was silent in anticipation, and when he spoke again, his title had been changed: "Uncle Li Si." ”

Chi Jing knew that the other party was already suspicious, and if he sat down again, he would only startle the snake. She put down her chopsticks, got up and walked to the stall owner to check out and leave.

When passing behind Li Si and Gu Yupan, she noticed that Gu Yupan was wearing a thin gauze hooded cloak, and the hat was put on her head to hide people's eyes, which showed that she had secretly run out. She also vaguely heard the words of their conversation: "The feng shui of the ancestral tomb of the Zhang family has changed..."

“... Be careful..."

"Uncle money...?"

“... Yes, there is not enough money ... Okay, okay... Quit gambling..."

...

The ancestral tomb of the Zhang family. Which Zhang family? Ji Jing gently walked back step by step, and the whispers behind him slowly became inaudible.

The people of Gucheng only go to the grave twice a year, once on the Qingming Festival and the other on the Zhongyuan Festival. Now that the Qingming Festival and the Midyear Festival have passed, only the next year will go to the grave again. Wealthy families will hire special grave keepers to guard their ancestral graves day and night, but this does not mean that they can keep them airtight, and ordinary families will not pay attention to the movements of their ancestral graves every day during this period.

Li Sidong's grave, which Zhang family is it? Was it instructed by Gu Yupan? Why did Gu Yupan call Li Si his father?

Li Si changed his life for himself? Or is there someone else to help? Could this master be Gu Yupan? Does the twelve-year-old girl still have the ability to change her life?

She instinctively denied the speculation. Li Si and Gu Yupan, it is estimated that there are more unfathomable people behind the scenes. If the passive grave of the Zhang family is changed back, then whether it is Li Sidong's hand or not, or the person behind it, the truth will surface.

A trace of uneasiness rose in Chi Jing's heart. She always felt that the last thing that surfaced, whether it was friend or foe, would not be something she could easily deal with.