Qian Yiliang didn't roll in the end.

Because Qingyan gave him a trick, let him ask the little cook to open a small stove for him.

The aroma of the casserole meat hooked the old man who swept the floor.

Qingyan squinted at a certain old man sneaking around, keeping closer.

"Yiliang, do you know him?"

Qian Yiliang turned his head and saw the old man sweeping the floor.

The old man asked him several times about the master, and asked him what the master and the priest were doing in the treasury.

He shouldn't tell others about the master's affairs casually, but the old man gave him benefits, and he thought it wasn't a big deal, so he said it.

Could it be that the master found out?

He was startled at first, his eyes rolling in panic, and then he tried his best to deny it.

It's too obvious.

Qingyan rolled her eyes.

It seems that he is really a cheap little husband.

The future mother-in-law is so domineering, why did she give birth to a lazy and timid son?

That's it, do you still want her to marry?

Qingyan pursed his lips and stuck out his tongue at the old man in the distance.

Qian Yiliang went to please the little chef in order to eat, but he didn't expect the little chef to pack two boxes of pastries for him without saying a word.

He happily took it back, with the mentality of cutting meat, and reluctantly gave Lan Shen and Li Luohan a piece.

Li Luohan saw that he was so stingy and had no feelings for the same family, so he immediately gave him a thunderbolt from the sky.

"Master instructed us to read all the books in the library."

Qian Yiliang just picked up the fragrant pastry and hadn't bitten it yet, and when he heard that he wanted to read a book, he was dumbfounded.

"He's lying to me, isn't he?" He asked Lan Shen instead, who shook his head.

"From the wind?" He still didn't give up, "They're lying to me, aren't they?" ”

Congfeng is in a bad mood, and it is impossible for him to get better.

"I didn't lie to you, not only did I have to read it all, but I also had to write my experience! No less than a thousand words! ”

Qian is as cool as being struck by lightning.

Unable to accept such a terrible fact, he decided to go to the Master.

Qingyan sat under the porch, holding a small stone and smashing the squirrel.

The squirrel jumped up and down as she smashed it, cowering in the corner, leaving only a little brown ass outside.

No matter how stupid Qian Yiliang is, he can see that the master is in a bad mood, and he can't be cannon fodder.

He tugged at Li Luohan.

Li Luohan: Do you think I'm as stupid as you?

Qian Yiliang squatted at the door and hesitated, suddenly stood up from the wind and walked towards the master.

He looked up at him with wide eyes, and instantly felt that the image of Congfeng was incomparably taller.

Walked from the wind to the corner and dug out the squirrel that was sticking to the corner.

Qingyan thought that he couldn't get used to seeing himself abusing small animals, so he pinched a handful of pebbles and snorted and pointed the back of his head at him.

From the wind sat down beside her, and handed her the little leather whip she was accustomed to.

Qingyan looked at him suspiciously.

"Not happy, smoke it."

Qingyan: "......"

Little Squirrel: "......"

Poor little squirrel, what did he do wrong?

The little squirrel seemed to understand, chirping and struggling from the wind.

She wanted to see if this kid was really that ruthless.

Qingyan took the whip and raised it at the squirrel in his hand.

Laughing from the wind, he flipped his wrist and held the squirrel in the palm of his hand, holding her leather whip with the other hand.

"It occurred to me that you would hit my hand like this."

With that, he put the squirrel on the ground, and the squirrel ran away.

"Teasing me?" Qingyan narrowed his eyes and strained his wrist.

The two held the whip and competed with each other in a tug-of-war.

There was a knock on the door outside the courtyard, and it was the voice of the cook.

Qingyan listened to it even more angrily, and tried hard to pull the whip back.

Seeing that the palm of her hand holding the whip was red, and she was about to bleed, she was already about to let go.

Unexpectedly, she suddenly exerted force, and the whole person fell backwards defenselessly.

"Be careful!"

He hurriedly flew over, holding her waist with one hand and protecting her head with the other.

He was so preoccupied with not letting her get hurt that he didn't have time to think about it, and his arm hit the steps.

That's enough!

Qingyan was ready to fall.

Suddenly, a light aura enveloped her, and she was tightly protected in her arms.

A loud bang followed, but she didn't feel any pain.

Looking up, I saw him frowning almost invisibly.

Lan Shen and Li Luohan ran to help them.

Qingyan stood up, only to see Congfeng patting his clothes casually.

Are you okay?

She stared at his arm.

The sleeves are blocked, and it is impossible to see if there is any injury.

She walked over and wanted to open it to take a look, but Qian Yiliang had already opened the door to let people outside.

In addition to the little chef, there is also a priest.

Si Hui had two account books in his hands, and he should have talked to her about Xiao Linshan's expenses.

Qingyan walked to the side of the priest and didn't look at the little chef.

Li Luohan thought of the pastries stuffed between his teeth, faster than Qian Yiliang's movements, and surrounded the little chef.

Turning away from the wind, he took a bag of nuts to comfort the squirrel.

Qingyan's cheeks puffed out, and he took the account book and sat in the room.

She flipped through the ledger and glared at the people outside the room.

Hmph, what is he doing so well with a squirrel!

"I'm not saying it, you don't have to ask me about these things, you can decide for yourself."

The priest poured her tea, "There are some things that you still have to know as an elder." ”

The reason why he came to her openly, how could he waste it casually.

He gave a brief overview of the month's approximate expenses.

The night pearl of the Qian family and some jewelry were sold, and the money was enough, and the reconstruction progress of the courtyard was accelerated.

Seeing that she didn't like these trivial things, Si would talk to her about the hospital.

"You're not going down today?"

He didn't approve of her going down the mountain, but he was thinking about the brief time he spent alone when he saw her down.

Under the corridor, he turned his head from the wind to look at the master in the room.

What does he mean by that? I wish the little Linshan elders would go down the mountain day by day?

Or do you think she's not on the mountain, and he can be alone?

Qingyan thought about it for a while, she had to find a chance to marry off her cheap little husband.

"Let's go back in a few days."

Si Hui didn't understand what made her change her mind, and looked along her line of sight and saw Qian Yiliang.

He remembered that Qingyan had made him stare at the old man who swept the floor.

"What? Is there a problem with Qian Yiliang? He lowered his voice and leaned into Qingyan's ear.

Qingyan didn't want anyone else to know, and whispered, "Well, I have to marry him off as soon as possible." ”

"Married? Let him please his wife? "Si Hui knows that she sometimes talks funny.

Qingyan nodded, not noticing that the two were getting closer.

Coming in with a cold face, the pestle stared down at her at the table.

"What for?" Qingyan raised his head.

He was so fierce, he could see that the fire that she had extinguished came up again.

"I didn't mean to hurt you to wrestle, if you feel like you're losing, don't fake your kindness just now."

"Fake kindness?" Sneered from the wind.

Took the teapot off the table and left.

The tea he boiled, so don't give her to other men to be courteous!

Qingyan watched her cup being taken away, and she didn't know what to say.

She smiled dryly at Si Hui, "Maybe it's cold, he'll go change the pot." ”

The secretary did not expose it, as a man, he could see that Congfeng had ulterior motives.

After talking about the account books, the priest took out three letters.

"I'll bring you the letter from the mountain."

Because he had never confiscated the letter, Qingyan was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that the first one was the payment of Lord Lan, she took it, "Thank you." ”

Lord Lan, Li Yuanwai and Master Qian all had letters, but he didn't.

Qingyan rubbed the envelope thoughtfully.

It was inconvenient for the secretary to stay too long, so he got up and took his leave.

When he reached the door, Qingyan stopped him, "Tomorrow morning, I want to go down the mountain." ”

Her baggage is in the medical hall, even if she has to stay for a few more days, she has to get it back.

"Okay, I'll come tomorrow."

Si Hui smiled and agreed, turned and left.

I heard him come back tomorrow from the wind, and went out silently to water the tree.