At present, Zheng Jirong is secretly wary in his heart.

He whispered to the old master beside him, "Senior brother, beware of those who come are not good. ”

But at this time, the old master could still listen to other people's voices, since Ah Zhen appeared, his eyes were full of her figure at this time.

Seeing him like a pig brother, Zheng Jirong hated iron and whispered in his ear: "Senior brother! ”

"Huh?"

The old master shuddered, turned his head and looked at Zheng Jirong in confusion, "What's the matter, Ah Rong?" ”

"Do you know this woman?"

"Yes, she is the Ah Zhen who asked me to help pick it up from the kite that fell from the tree before, she is very beautiful and temperamental, right?"

After hearing this, Zheng Jirong hugged his shoulders and whispered: "Senior brother, think about it, how can a woman or a woman as beautiful as her fly a kite alone in the deep mountains and old forests?" If I put it once, it would have been explained, but this time she put it on the top of the mountain, and the kite fell into our yard by chance."

"Hiss"

When the old master heard this, he immediately frowned, and his eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered, "Could it be?"

Seeing that he understood what he meant, Zheng Jirong patted the old master's back with relief, and didn't explain so much to you in vain.

"Could it be that she has always secretly had a crush on me, so she took the opportunity to approach me through the origin of the kite?!"

"Huh?"

Zheng Jirong's hand patting the old master's back suddenly froze, and he couldn't help but lean back and look at the old master, the boy doesn't eat oil and salt, right?

He straightened the old master's body, "I didn't mean that, senior brother!" ”

"I don't need to explain, it's inevitable that my appearance will provoke some wild bees and butterflies, by the way, Ah Rong, what do you say is the name of my future child and Ah Zhen?"

"Senior brother, be sober, I mean this girl is not like a good person!"

"Won't it?" The old master shook his head and said, "Ah Rong, you have too many eyes, why can't it be that she likes me?" Don't look at me like this, your senior brother and I were also very handsome when I was young, you may not believe it, there was once a TV station that invited me to play [Chu Liuxiang]! ”

"Well, I believe it."

Seeing that he was determined to feed the devil with his body, Zheng Jirong no longer persuaded him, Ah Zhen walked in front of the two of them at this time, and after glancing at Zheng Jirong quietly, she brushed the hair on the side of her ear and smiled at the old master: "What a coincidence, master, I accidentally fell in the kite just now, but I didn't expect this to be the Oolong Courtyard where you practice." ”

"Ah Zhen, why are you like this?"

The old master handed the kite in his hand to Ah Zhen, and when she reached out to take it, the old master grabbed her hand and said affectionately: "I have understood your intentions, I will go back now and tell the master that I want to return to the world!" ”

Syllable!

Before the old master's words were finished, he slapped Ah Zhen head-on.

"Indecent!"

Ah Zhen threw away the kite in his hand, glared at the old master, and turned his head to leave.

The old master covered his face and said in surprise: "Ah Zhen, are you playing really?" ”

He hurriedly ran up and explained: "Ah Zhen, don't go, if you don't like to go down the mountain, then we can live on the mountain, we will eat the tofu made by my senior brother during the day, and I will eat your tofu at night." ”

Syllable!

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, the other half of his face was slapped again, and the old master was slapped a few meters away.

Zheng Jirong, who looked at this powerful slap, couldn't help but touch his cheeks, this witch was really ruthless.

It's a pity that Ah Zhen still couldn't go, as soon as she got out of the hospital, Xiaowen grabbed her hand and prayed: "Sister, it's okay for you to stay, our hospital is recruiting, you stay and accompany me." ”

Hearing Xiaowen's words, the old master, who was still lying on the ground pretending to be a thinker, also hurriedly got up and came over and said with a smile: "Yes, Ah Zhen, for the sake of Xiaowen's face, stay here." ”

Ah Zhen glared at him, squatted down and touched Xiaowen's head and said, "Why do you let a woman stay in a temple?" ”

"Come and be a wet nurse!"

Master Changmei and the others walked out of the backyard, he grinned that only one front tooth was left, and said with a smile: "This young lady has a light on her forehead and a spiritual light in her eyes, the reincarnation of an immortal, and the immortal descends to earth!" Why don't you stay as Xiaowen's nurse? ”

Zheng Jirong, who was behind everyone, touched his chin, and always felt that this was a little familiar.

Ah Zhen glanced at the people in the Oolong Courtyard who kept her, raised her eyebrows, and shook off Xiaowen's hand, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in being a wet nurse." ”

After saying that, he walked outside.

After seeing this, Xiaowen took Master Changmei's hand and begged: "Master, hurry up and leave my sister, I will definitely eat and sleep well after my sister stays." ”

Changmei touched Xiaowen's head and said to Ah Zhen: "Then you can do whatever you want, and the salary will be paid to you as well, as long as Xiaowen is coaxed." ”

After Ah Zhen heard this, her footsteps slowed down, she turned her head to look at everyone, thought for a while, and then nodded: "Then let's talk about the conditions." ”

"Yay!!"

When Xiaowen and the old master heard this, they instantly rolled happily on the ground, and even the master of Changmei grinned and laughed.

Zheng Jirong walked to Changmei's side at this time and whispered: "Master, this woman has an unknown origin, maybe she has ulterior motives." ”

Changmei patted his arm and smiled: "Xiaowen, it's good that they're happy, don't worry so much." ”

"Eh" Zheng Jirong looked at the old master who had been smiling beside him, thinking of this old man's terrifying combat power, it seemed that there was really nothing to worry about, so he nodded and said, "What the master said is extremely true." ”

"By the way, Ah Rong, why do you call me master, did I say that I would accept you as an apprentice?" Changmei touched his head and wondered.

When Zheng Jirong heard this, he hugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Xiaowen and Xiaolong have already recognized me as their eldest brother, you are their master, isn't it my master." ”

"Huh? Then I am very disadvantaged, you haven't kowtowed to me yet! ”

Boom!

“.”

Inside the house.

"I'm a wet nurse, but I don't breastfeed."

"There is also a salary of 30,000 yuan per month, working six hours a day, and overtime is considered as overtime, 3,000 yuan per hour!"

Zheng Jirong, who listened to such an unreasonable request, shook his head, this witch really dares to mention that the gang of people in the Oolong Courtyard are poor and eat tofu every day, and they still eat 3,000 yuan per hour?

You say three thousand, three thousand?!

After he finished complaining secretly, he suddenly found that the eyes of the master and the others were all turning their heads to look at him.

The old master rubbed his palms and smiled and said, "Ah Rong, look at this reward."

"No, brother, I don't drink milk."

As soon as Zheng Jirong finished speaking, he found that his trouser legs were pulled again, Xiaowen raised his head and looked at him pitifully and said, "Big brother, you said that you would take me to eat and drink spicy food in the future." ”

“.”

patted Xiaowen's little head, Zheng Jirong raised his head and said to Ah Zhen: "Okay, isn't it just 30,000." ”

After speaking, he took out 30,000 Hong Kong dollars from his arms and slapped it on the table, "Take it and get a little, and I will tip you if it is more!" ”

Ah Zhen saw the money on the table, was stunned, and then slowly said with a strange look: "I'm talking about Taiwan dollars, but of course Hong Kong dollars are better, and more as a tip is what you said." ”

“.”

Early morning in Oolong Temple.

Back Mountain.

Syllable!

The senior brother raised his stick to intercept Zheng Jirong's head-on slash, and then the force under his feet instantly approached Zheng Jirong's face, and a mountain leaner directly flew him seven or eight meters away.

"Ah Rong, your sword technique is only offensive and not defensive, it's okay to deal with ordinary people, but if you face a master, it's a little insufficient."

Zheng Jirong rubbed his chest, grinned and said, "No, senior brother, your body is too fast, I can't keep up with it." ”

"That's right, but don't worry, I'm not as good as you at your age."

Holding Senior Brother's hand and getting up from the ground, Zheng Jirong dusted off the leaves and dust on his body, "Senior Brother, if you really want to comfort me, open a small stove for me at noon." ”

"Okay! We don't eat tofu at noon today! ”

"Oh?"

Zheng Jirong instantly became energetic, and after eating tofu for two or three days, he felt a smell of tofu residue in his mouth when he talked to anyone now.

"And what are we going to eat for lunch?"

"Eat dried tofu!"

"Damn"

Picking up the wooden knife from the ground, Zheng Jirong stroked the crack on the knife, he has studied more than a dozen times in the past few days, but none of them has walked fifteen moves in his hands, and I heard the old master say that the strongest thing in the senior brother is not the stick technique, but the dragon claw hand that has been studied for decades!

Glancing at the elder brother in front of him who looked like Pudu Cihang, Zheng Jirong sighed lightly, he used to be a king on Hong Kong Island, but he didn't expect that no one could beat him after coming to the Oolong Courtyard, and he could bully and bully the two little ones, as for the old master who seemed to be in a nest, he had a light skill that could jump seven or eight meters out of thin air, and he didn't know how this old boy practiced.

Inside the hospital.

Zheng Jirong threw his soaked sweatshirt into the wooden basin next to the well, and then poured a bucket of well water into the basin.

Life in the mountains is really hard, and he, a billionaire and a community boss, has to wash his clothes by himself.

Speaking of which, he has almost never washed his own clothes since he came to this world, and his dirty clothes were handed over to Amei to wash when he used to set up a stall, let alone after living with Amei.

Thinking of Ame, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, this girl hadn't seen herself for several days, and she must have been thinking about herself every night.

At this time, a figure suddenly squatted in front of him, Ah Zhen took the clothes in his hand away, and said while rubbing: "Rub hard like you, the clothes will be broken, you have to be as gentle as me." ”

Zheng Jirong glanced at Ah Zhen, who was concentrating on washing clothes, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you trying to please me?" ”

"Pleasing you?"

Ah Zhen stopped what he was doing, looked at Zheng Jirong strangely and said, "What do you have that I please?" ”

"Then why are you rushing to do my laundry?"

Ah Zhen chuckled and said, "I just hope you don't have so much hostility towards me, you put on a stinky face every time you see me, which affects my mood at work." ”

"Hehe", Zheng Jirong shrugged his shoulders when he heard it, leaned forward and whispered in her ear: "I know what you are going to do." ”

After speaking, he shook off the water stains on his hands and got up and said, "Remember to rub the collar and sleeves a few more times, and I'll tip you when they are clean." ”

Looking at the back of him leaving, Ah Zhen's face was cloudy.

(End of chapter)