Su Qingluan rolled her eyes widely, and expressed full contempt for Tian Xing'er's way of playing dumb riddles around the bend.

Tian Xing'er still wanted to sell a few more passes, but Liu Er was straightforward and fast-talking, and she was busy venting the bottom next to her: "The handwriting is exactly the same, and the most thoughtful one is from Mr. Mu's hand!" ”

Su Qingluan raised his eyebrows, and there was some surprise in his tone: "He is still very enthusiastic, and he actually helped the neighbors and villagers in the village write this." ”

Su Qingluan recalled the scene when he saw Mu Xingzhi a few times.

Overall, this man still feels very gentle and polite to her, and even when he encounters himself helping to weave the fishing "fence" at hand, he can take the initiative to help with the handle.

But for some reason, even if he always smiled gently, Su Qingluan always felt that he gave people a subtle sense of alienation.

Probably because of temperament?

Su Qingluan thought a little casually: Although Mu Xingzhi was not good at walking and was in a wheelchair, his attitude of always being calm and indifferent made people doubt that even if the earth cracked in front of him now, he would still smile so gently.

It's like...... He seemed to be out of the crowd, condescending to observe the feelings of all living beings.

Liu Er didn't hear the meaning in Su Qingluan's tone, but the little fan girl kept nodding: "Yes, yes, if anyone doesn't know how to go to the door to ask Mr. Mu, as long as he can see people, he will always answer patiently - I have never seen anyone so good-tempered!" ”

Liu Er's words seemed to have triggered a switch, and several other girls also echoed: "Yes, my fruit trees don't bear fruit, but Mr. Mu told me to prune the branches!" ”

"My aunt wanted to send a letter to my father, and I also asked Mr. Mu to write it - I can only write my own name."

"And I've heard ......"

Su Qingluan listened to the girls gossiping, in their mouths, Mu Xingzhi knew astronomy and geography, and everything was comparable to Doraemon-although it is estimated that these little girls did not know what Doraemon was-and had a gentle temper, no matter what problems anyone encountered, they could come to him.

However, Su Qingluan grasped another point: "What does it mean to 'as long as he can see people'?" Is there a time when you can't see people? ”

When Tian Xing'er heard Su Qingluan's question, her smiling face when she talked about Mu Xingzhi's "gentle and elegant" immediately became a faint sadness: "Hey...... It's not Mr. Mu's body ...... yet."

Su Qingluan thought about it, but Mu Xingzhi's legs were not good, and his face was indeed in a not very healthy pale.

Coupled with the figure that can almost be described as "shaped and bone-standing" and the temperature of the fingertips that was far lower than that of ordinary people under the accidental touch before, Su Qingluan couldn't help frowning: "Could it be Mu Xing...... In addition to his legs, does Mr. Mu have any other medical conditions? ”

Su Qingluan secretly said that it was so dangerous, and she almost said Mu Xingzhi's full name directly - she didn't want to receive the "eye knife" of a few girls again because of a name.

Tian Xing'er shook her head: "No one knows what the specific illness is." However, Mr. Mu is often bedridden, often for ten days and a half months or even more than a month. ”

"Is it so weak?" This really surprised Su Qingluan, "I saw that although he was thin, he was in good spirits in a wheelchair." ”

At least there is no breathlessness when speaking, and there is no feeling that you can't sit still, although you can't say that you are full of breath, but on the whole, your breath is gentle, and it doesn't look like you can be sick for ten days and a half months anytime and anywhere.

"I heard that it was his old servant called 'Songbo' who went around looking for doctors and medicines," Xiao Man leaned forward and said mysteriously, "My grandfather's family runs a pharmacy, but I once went to visit Mr. Mu with my father, and when I got closer, I felt that the herbs in Mr. Mu's house tasted different from usual. ”

Chunhua, who was the youngest and the least daring, was so infected by this mysterious feeling that she swallowed her saliva, and asked in a trembling voice, "Could it be ......?" ”

Xiao Mansha nodded matter-of-factly: "I wonder if the old servant asked Mr. Mu for some talisman water from the outside, otherwise he is always in bed, why don't he see coughing and wheezing when he goes out, nor do he see the shortness of breath, weakness, and pain of ordinary patients?" ”

Su Qingluan was speechless when he heard it.

She felt that Fu Shui or something was at least nonsense for her - if there was really any way to exorcise evil spirits and get rid of ghosts, according to her father, when she was still in a coma when she first walked through, the goddess of the dancing god didn't know how to invite a few, and she didn't see through her true face as a lonely ghost at all.

In this case, it is unreliable to say that "Fu Shui" is nine times out of ten.

Regarding the smell around Mu Xingzhi's body, Su Qingluan didn't notice it - probably the main reason was that after several encounters, the scene was outdoors, and the two people were not particularly close.

Su Qingluan had some nonsensical divergent thinking: If this is the case, what kind of smell can you smell, and how strong is the smell on your body?

However, she also knows that many home remedies have their own unique drug ratios and raw materials, which are not passed on. It is estimated that what Xiaoman said about "the taste of unusual herbs" may be the addition of some uncommon home remedies.

Tian Xing'er's face flushed slightly, and she sighed in a low voice: "It's really worthy of Mr. Mu, no matter what, it's different from others." ”

Su Qingluan couldn't help but smile when she saw her looking like a nymphomaniac: "What's the difference?" Aren't they all two eyes, one nose and one mouth? ”

Tian Xing'er glared at Su Qingluan angrily: "Big girl, you are really an unenlightened wood!" ”

Su Qingluan: ...... I'm sorry.

Tian Xing'er ignored Su Qingluan's expression full of complaints, and continued to sigh to herself: "Mr. Mu's all-round demeanor is sitting in that wheelchair, and it is different from other sick people!" Even the way he writes is different from others! ”

Su Qingluan muttered in her heart: What? Does he write upside down?

Of course, she didn't say this, after all, this kind of hard bar is very annoying.

Liu Er's eyes lit up when she heard Tian Xing'er's words: "Yes, it's the first time I've seen someone who is used to writing with his left hand!" ”

"I heard Grandma say," Chunhua's tone carried a kind of yearning and awe, "There are very few people who are used to using their left hand, but they are very smart, and they will be the champion!" ”

"But isn't it......" Tian Xing'er's tone was full of unwillingness, "If Mr. Mu wasn't too weak, he would definitely be able to go to the capital to be admitted to the top rank and become a big official!" ”

Several girls were chattering about how different Mu Xingzhi's "collective idol" was, and they didn't notice that Su Qingluan was deep in thought-

What is it exactly? When she heard these words about Mu Xingzhi's "uniqueness", she felt that there was a sense of disobedience in her heart.

What is it......