Dao Ye couldn't help but complain in his heart and said, "I think you kid has a problem."

"When you said that Gao Chen did something wrong, you didn't react at all."

"Speaking of the Qingfeng Dao Temple, why are you so excited."

"Ahem."

Zhou Ze coughed lightly twice: "I'm excited..."

Guo Dali's face became sad: "Master, I didn't expect that there would be such a past incident in our Qingfeng Dao Temple... It's really uncomfortable."

"So I made a big decision long ago."

Zhou Ze looked at Guo Dali seriously and said, "As long as you meet the requirements, I will pass on the Qingfeng Dao Temple to you."

"You dare?" Dao Ye's voice sounded in Zhou Ze's heart: "I don't know why I don't know why I am a party involved in this matter."

"Because I didn't tell you." Zhou Ze responded with a smile in his heart.

"No, how old are you and you still want to be the shopkeeper? It's a beautiful thought."

Dao Ye directly rejected Zhou Ze's idea.

"Then how old is my master, so he threw the mess at me." Zhou Ze complained.

Dao Ye has no voice, and no matter how Zhou Ze complains, he doesn't care.

Zhou Ze muttered, "Why is it so bad to learn now..."

"Master, I can't agree to your decision." Guo Dali hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I just want to do things under the wise guidance of Master."

"Hahaha, it's up to you."

Zhou Ze shook his head and said with a smile, "You just wait for me to think about it, and you will go directly to work."

"Uh..."

Before Guo Dali could speak, Song Ci's voice suddenly sounded.

"Zhou Ze!"

"Huh?" Zhou Ze, who was sitting in the noodle shop, looked at Guo Dali suspiciously: "Is it that I have auditory hallucinations?" How did you hear Song Ci's voice?"

"Master, it's not that you're hallucinating, look at the door." Guo Dali pointed to the door of the noodle shop.

Zhou Ze looked over and happened to meet Song Ci's gaze.

"Hello." Zhou Ze waved his hand.

Song Ci and Zhang Bing noticed Zhou Ze and walked towards the noodle shop.

Song Ci crossed his hands on his hips, looked at Zhou Ze and shouted, "Lin Sheng, did you kid do it on purpose?"

"What about calling me?" Zhou Ze pointed to himself, now he was not very used to Song Ci suddenly calling Lin Sheng's name.

"Nonsense!"

Song Ci sat beside Zhou Ze with a big grin, and put one foot directly on Zhou Ze's stool.

"There's something you said about it, didn't you?"

"That's right." Zhou Ze nodded.

Song Ci pointed to Zhou Ze's bowl and said, "This is what you said? Is there anything you want to do with me out to eat?"

"No, we stopped by for dinner." Guo Dali spoke for Zhou Ze.

Song Ci pointed at Guo Dali: "You don't have to explain it for him."

"You say."

Zhou Ze, who was stared at by Song Ci, snorted coldly: "What am I explaining? Just eat it."

The boss noticed the situation here and couldn't help but nod.

is worthy of being a man who can beat out the five big and three thick old rice with one punch, and he is not afraid at all in the face of his daughter-in-law's questioning.

"Good, good."

Song Ci nodded again and again: "Hang me and Zhang Bing there, and eat by yourself, right?"

"No, I was just thinking about whether I should bring some back for the two of you." Zhou Ze said calmly.

The boss couldn't help but sigh and said, "This is a man..."

Thinking about his position in the family, the noodle shop owner couldn't help but let a few tears fall into the pot.

"Then you're more sensible." Song Ci glanced at Zhou Ze fiercely with his eyes.

Then he stretched out his hand to the noodle shop owner and shouted, "Boss! Serve me two of the most luxurious noodles!"

"Okay!"

Zhang Bing gloated on the side: "It seems that only a woman can cure your kid."

"What."

Zhou Ze smiled disdainfully and said, "It's just that I respect her and let her go."

"yes."

Song Ci said in a weird way, "It would be nice if you could tell what you really think in your heart."

Hearing this, Zhou Ze sighed deeply.

"Ahh

"Why do you always forget that you can see my mind..."

What Zhou Ze was thinking just now was: Fortunately, someone paid his face money just now, otherwise he would have to spend more money now...

"Noodles are coming."

The boss said with two bowls of noodles.

Zhang Bing sighed after tasting it, "You two have quarreled a lot this month, and I can always eat good things."

"you."

…

When it gets dark, many businesses that can't be done during the day appear on the streets at night.

Song Ci patted his belly, walked on the street and said, "The meal that Zhou Ze invited me to eat is really delicious."

Zhou Ze's mouth tugged: "Didn't you call me Lin Sheng? Why are you calling me Zhou Ze again?"

"Isn't it nobody? There were too many people in the noodle shop just now, so I can't call you by your real name."

"Okay."

Zhou Ze nodded: "You're pretty smart."

"Go back, my eldest lady?" Zhou Ze looked at Song Ci and asked.

Song Ci shook his head and said, "I just finished eating, shouldn't I take a walk?"

"Walking?"

"yes, look at what's on the street, I just noticed a lot of fun gadgets." Song Ci's eyes became excited.

Zhou Ze found that although Song Ci, a little girl, was the eldest lady of a big family, she liked the market life very much.

It's a little more intimate.

"Hey."

Song Ci's face suddenly changed and looked at Zhou Ze.

"What's wrong? Your face is changing so quickly?" Zhou Ze asked.

Song Ci did not answer Zhou Ze's question directly, but looked at Zhou Ze seriously for a few seconds.

This look couldn't help but make Zhou Ze a little hairy: "Why are you staring at me like this?"

"Don't think I don't know what you just thought." Song Ci sneered and said, "What you just thought about is that this woman has been singing since elementary school, how did she change her face so quickly."

"Huh."

Zhou Zegan laughed twice and said, "It's really terrifying, my Miss Song Ci..."

"So the change in your face just now is because you know what I'm thinking, right?" Zhou Ze asked rhetorically.

Song Ci raised his head: "Didn't you ask knowingly?"

"And what do you think of what I just thought?" Zhou Ze looked at Song Ci with a smile.

Song Ci couldn't help glaring at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze touched Song Ci's shoulder with some reluctance and said, "Don't do this, we can be regarded as seeking our own rights and interests within the normal range."

"But I just saw the word tool man in your heart." Song Ci looked at Zhou Ze with white eyes.

Zhou Ze scratched his head: "Don't care about these details..."

"Master, what were you thinking in your mind just now? Why did Sister Song Ci react so much?" Guo Dali couldn't help asking.

Zhou Ze laughed.

He whispered, "Of course, I saw her as a tool."