Jing Ran packed up his rope, and as soon as he pushed the door open, he happened to see the medicine boy walking in from outside with a big basket of herbs, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Although the medicine boy is not outstanding in appearance, he has thick eyebrows and a round nose, which makes people look very honest and honest.

At this time, his face was flushed, and there was a faint steam of sweat on his head, and when he saw Jing Ran coming, he greeted him happily.

"Jing Ran, are you up so late today?"

The medicine boy has no name, he always calls himself "medicine boy", and the old worshippers call him "Tong'er", so Jing Ran has no choice but to call him "little master".

"Little master, you just went to the mountains to collect medicine?"

Jing Ran smiled and diverted the topic.

The medicine boy didn't seem to notice anything, laughed a little, pointed to the herbs in the basket and said, "Look, I have gained a lot today!" ”

"Huh?" As he spoke, the medicine boy glanced at the tightly closed door in the backyard suspiciously, and said, "Haven't your majesty and the master finished negotiating yet?" ”

"What did you say?" Jing Ran was taken aback, and hurriedly turned his head to follow the medicine boy's gaze, "What negotiation?" ”

"Don't you know? Your Majesty said that you want to negotiate with your master! I went before I went out to collect medicine, and it seems that I haven't come out until now. ”

No way......

Jing Ran suddenly remembered the conversation between the two yesterday, it seemed that she told the master's situation in a daze, and then, Mo Qing said that he would deal with it......

However, how can you still negotiate, and the smell of gunpowder is so big......

Jing Ran was so anxious for a while, she regarded the old worship as a relative like a grandfather.

On the one hand, he was afraid that the old offering would be strong, Mo Qing made the old offering unhappy, and the old offering was not allowed to come to see her in the future; On the other hand, she was afraid that Mo Qing would be strong, which would make the old worshipper who was waiting for her to dig out her heart and lungs break her heart......

What a dilemma!

"I'll take a look!" Jing Ran stomped his feet, stroked his stomach, and hurriedly walked to the backyard.

Sure enough, as soon as I got closer, I heard a loud and shouting sound coming from inside.

"I'll only give you a month! Not negotiable! "This is the voice of the old worship, although old, but with an unquestionable heaviness.

"It's too harsh! One year! This is Mo Qing's voice, although he is young, he has the unique strength of a superior.

"You kid, don't get an inch! Two months! ”

"You old man, don't bully! At least ten months! ”

"No, it's been too long! Trimester! ”

"My daughter-in-law is going to give birth in the middle, you have to give me some maternity leave!"

"She gave birth to a child, and you didn't give birth!"

"Giving birth is to go around the ghost gate, and I have to be by her side to take care of her! Maternity leave! ”

"There's my old man, she's far away from the ghost gate! Four months! ”

"Eight months!"

"Half a year at most! Couldn't have been more! ”

"Deal!" Mo Qing made the final decision, but there was a brisk feeling of victory in his voice, "Then I'll go, you always pack up your things, let's leave tomorrow!" ”

Mo Qing pushed the door out and saw Jing Ran standing at the door in a daze, the cunning in his long and narrow eyes instantly dispersed, leaving only clear love.

"Why are you here? Woke up? Tired last night? ”

With a sound of "bang", a hollow bamboo pillow smashed over, and Mo Qing was afraid of hitting Jing Ran, so he didn't move, and he was hit alive.

"Stinky boy, don't show off here! Take your daughter-in-law back to the house and talk! Sick of it! ”