"Sister Yao, if you continue like this, you won't be able to pick a good one after reading this issue."

Xiao Xiao moved his neck and asked, "You don't want to be a mother, don't be ugly, don't be too fat, and don't be too thin, I can understand this." But what is the standard of not being too strong? ”

"That's it...... Well, I'm afraid of being beaten. ”

Ji Yao recalled the daily life of his father, shrunk his neck, glanced at Xiao Le, who was pretending to be dead, and whispered: "If you can beat your senior brother, it's actually fine." ”

"Then I guess there won't be any ...... in this."

"Huh?"

Xiao Xiao picked up the volume of "A Date with the Matchmaker", flipped through it casually, and kept shaking his head.

"Senior brother is actually very powerful!"

"Oh."

"Senior brother's father and mother are both famous swordsmen...... I remember when I was a child, I heard my mother say that after the two of them taught all the stunts to my brother, they entrusted my father to join him and changed his name, so that the two of them could live a life of seclusion with confidence and boldness. ”

Ji Yao glanced at Xiao Le, who was lying flat, with his peripheral vision, and said in his heart: Yes, the swordsman couple who dare to love each other is deeply affectionate, and if he accidentally has a son, it is like an extra burden, and Baba will send him away.

With a gossip in her mind, she asked cautiously.

"Your senior brother, how powerful is it?"

Xiao Xiao thought about it seriously: "There was a ranking of young heroes in the rivers and lakes before, I forgot whether the senior brother was fifth or fourth." ”

This answer was far from Ji Yao's imagination, and he snorted disdainfully

"Then he's not the first."

Xiao Xiao hurriedly waved his hand: "Sister Yao, you don't know, the top three in these rankings are generally reserved for royal heirs. In case any prince can't figure it out, and doesn't love power and martial arts, give them a symbolic name, which is also a loss of face for them. ”

"This ...... Is that ......?"

Ji Yao subconsciously glanced in the direction of Xiao Le, and only then did he feel that his neck was cold.

If this big guy really looks at himself unpleasantly one day, or really has the intention of killing himself from the beginning, I'm afraid she won't be able to live now.

Xiao Le was stared at by Ji Yao's greasy eyes, picked the cotton stuffed in his ears, and asked with a cold face, "What are you looking at me?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, you lie down in peace, I'm going to boil some water, I ate too much just now, hehehehe......"

Ji Yao vividly interpreted the appearance of the dog's legs.

Just when the three of them rarely got together and drank tea peacefully, the Fuzhi Inn in Fuzhi Town welcomed a valuable guest.

The person who was talking to Xiao Xiao in front of Ji Yao's house was lying in front of the door of the Xuanzi guest room at this time, knocking rhythmically on the door.

It's like piling, tuk tuk.

There was a soft curse from inside the house, and the people inside said, "There are many problems, if you want to enter, hurry in." ”

"Didn't I frequently trespass into your room before, and after being taught a lesson, I didn't dare to come in without knocking on the door, young owner, you should always praise me, why do you say that I have something wrong?"

The man spoke at the same speed as pouring beans from a bamboo tube, and there was not even a gap for ventilation, so he forced an explanation and crackled his words.

"Mo Die, my big brother, can't you speak slowly?"

The young farmer scolded in his mouth, his face a little ugly.

After so many years, he still hasn't been able to adapt to Mo Die's speed of speech.

He twisted a piece of Ji Yao's sweet cake with the same style as their breakfast in one hand, and fluttered the dregs that fell on his body with the other hand, blowing his beard and glaring at his follower.

His face was a little red, and it looked like he was choking.

Mo Di closed the door after entering the house, filled him with a cup of tea, took two steps back, scratched his head innocently, slowed down his speech and continued to report to work.

"The person the young owner asked me to find, I went around the town twice and didn't ask."

The young farmer tilted his head, swallowed the last bite of cake with the tea, waved his hand and motioned for Mo Di to keep the pace of his speech, and spoke slowly.

Under the command of his master, Mo Di obediently exhaled and breathed steadily.

"It's so remote that everyone doesn't understand it, so I have to say it two or three more times."

"Well, so what."

"Anyway, I didn't even ask after turning around. But then again, the name of the person you are looking for is also very strange, but you have to call it a single word, and the person who said that the name has never heard of it. ”

The faster he spoke, the faster he spoke, he almost lost his breath.

The young farmer listened on the sidelines, and he just sucked it in, and when Mo Di finished speaking, he finally found his breath and scolded: "You ask people at this speed, the ghost can understand!" I said, can you communicate with people normally? Who did you learn to talk to since you were a child, whether it was a house finch or a starling. ”

Mo Di successfully received a series of personal attacks, and he couldn't help but pout, and stood behind his master with some grievances.

I heard the big guy sigh faintly, quite lost: "Maybe she's not here......"

"So who the hell is that that you bothered to find so much yourself?"

"She? The daughter of a mother's old friend. ”

Seeing that the expression of the young owner of his own house was faintly melancholy, Mo Die was not easy to disturb, so he simply shut up and waited aside.

But it was as if he remembered something, as if something flashed in his mind, but he didn't catch it.

"Who's going to hear something today?"

Mo Di furrowed his brows, pondering.

If there were one or two knowledgeable people in Fuzhi Town, they would probably recognize the "Yin" waist card hanging from his waist when Mo Di was looking for people from house to house.

Yes, the one who was called the young owner by Mo Di was the only son of Fu Chuan, the owner of Jinyin Villa, Fu Xiao.

Jinyin Villa, this name is one of the best in the rivers and lakes.

Not to mention how intimidating and difficult the Fu family's treacherous stick method is, just looking at their kindness over the years and sheltering homeless martial arts people is enough to make a name for themselves.

If you have to sort out who the old friend of Hao Kelian, the mother of the young owner, is, it can only be said that she still has some relationship with Mei Qian and Ji Shengchuan.

Hao Kelian's real name is little known on the rivers and lakes, if you mention the wife of the owner of the world's first Jinyin Villa, or the former silver medal woman, there are many people who know.

She was originally from Jingcheng, and she was also a good friend of the old Ji family, the daughter of one of the few big families, and she was about the same age as Ji Shengchuan.

It's just that because her body was too weak, she was sent away at a very young age - the family entrusted someone to find a relationship and sent her to a martial arts senior to be a closed disciple.

The senior was also conscientious, carefully taught her the exercises, and washed her marrow and exchanged blood, until the oil ran out and the lamp dried up, and then let her go home.

That's more than ten years.

When Hao Kelian stopped and walked all the way, and then returned to Jingcheng, she was already well-known in the rivers and lakes.