Chapter 141 He Feels He's Going Crazy

The man did not answer, but stopped writing, his long and narrow phoenix eyes half-lifted, and looked at the boy quietly.

The young man swallowed his saliva. He was most afraid of Uncle Huang's gaze. Because he couldn't see through it, he always felt that the next sentence would not satisfy him, and a beast would rush out of his eyes and eat him in one bite.

"Aunt Liu is going to participate in the chamber of commerce, so she should get up early. I'm afraid that if I overslept by then, I won't be able to catch up... I can... rest early tonight?"

"Let's go." The man lowered his eyes and continued the annotation movement in his hand.

The young man didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

done?

so easy?

"Anything else?"

"No, no! Uncle Huang, you have to get up early tomorrow too. I'm going out and I'll be scared if Uncle Huang is not with me."

After speaking, the boy immediately slipped away.

In the study, the man's brush stopped over the copy, and he failed to write for a long time.

The nib of the pen slowly condensed the thick ink and dripped down, leaving a black stain on the copy.

Just like his heart is chaotic, and the texture is unclear.

He had tried his best to restrain himself.

Restrain yourself not to cross that wall, not to look at her, not to appear in front of her, and not to let her appear in front of you.

But he still couldn't hold back, and asked the young man to go to the hospital, and use a third person to gain connection with her, to obscurely explore every bit of her, every word.

When the young man said that he wanted him to join the Chamber of Commerce, there was an uncontrollable coursing in his heart.

Feng Qingbai threw the brush out of his hand in frustration and breathed low against his forehead.

He felt like he was going crazy.

He got up, pushed the door and walked out, walking involuntarily to the back wall of the guest house, Feng Qingbai stood against the wall, looking up at the night sky.

The stars twinkled, the moonlight was hazy, and it was deserted and lonely.

And in the guest yard behind him, it was lively.

Someone was singing, not a single word was in tune, but there were endless cheers and compliments.

Even across the courtyard wall, he could imagine how joyful that scene was.

Slightly curling the corners of his lips, the man closed his eyes and began to imagine in his mind that he was also in that scene, sitting next to the girl, watching them laugh and listening to their troubles.

Qian Wanjin only sang half of the song, and two of the three audience members in the yard were already laughing crazily. Even Wei Hong couldn't help it, and his shoulders trembled several times.

They stayed in the painting boat for a long time, and they had to learn a song for Qian Wanjin.

They spent a lot of money, and what they learned was that when they sang on the boat, they could barely hear it. When they returned to the courtyard, Qian Wanjin had almost forgotten the tune.

The result of the final interpretation, in Qian Wanjin's own words, is that he is also a talent if he can sing the tune completely out of tune.

"Have you laughed enough?" Pulling off the veil, putting away the orchid finger, Qian Wanjin glared at Liu Yusheng, "Didn't you tell me to let the lord sing to amuse you, does the lord work hard and work hard? It's not over until you laugh!"

"I'm so happy right now, I can't hold it back." Liu Yusheng's eyes were about to die, and she wiped away her tears several times.

Qian Wanjin, just learn to sing, and learn the trick of hooking up other singers.

Orchid finger, swinging waist, winking.

"Only the four of us know about this matter. If there is a fifth person who knows about it, don't blame me for silence!"

Liu Yusheng, "Don't worry, top-secret information is only digested internally."

Rhubarb, "Master, I must be tight-lipped."

Wei Hong, "I never gossip."

Qian Wanjin believed it.

But he forgot that Wei Hong never gossip, but she carries gossip. Liu Yusheng's internal digestion, that interior, has a particularly wide range. And Rhubarb, his mouth is closed, but the timing of his shut-up is always more silent than sound.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the lively side rests.

The lights in the guest house went out, and people stopped. The people outside the courtyard wall still stood against the wall for a long, long time.

The moonlight hit his face, making him even more lonely.

The next morning, Liu Yusheng got up early.

Today is the official opening day of the Chamber of Commerce. She wants to go there early to see if there is any news about Baicao Valley. She doesn't know the follow-up to the disappearance of the person yesterday. If he is all right, will he appear in the Chamber of Commerce today?

It's not that she has to find someone from Baicaogu, but if there is a chance to answer her doubts in refining medicine, she still wants to try it. It has nothing to do with fame and fortune, just like people encounter problems in their favorite fields and want to seek people to communicate to find the answer. She likes medicine, and also likes to study in this area. This is her interest.

And they still have a seat in the Chamber of Commerce today, and Xinghuacun cough cream will also be displayed at the venue.

In recent years, in addition to producing fruit wine and medicinal wine, the winery has also introduced some common medicines, such as medicines for children's colds and colds, antipyretic powder, and cough cream. They are all common and not prominent.

It can benefit the people, and it will not be too conspicuous to cause a sense of crisis to the peers, avoiding the big tree and the wind.

"Aunt Liu, Aunt Liu, are you going to the Chamber of Commerce today?" In the guest house, a young boy shouted suddenly.

Qian Wanjin, who counted the beams under the porch with Da Huang, immediately probed and raised his eyebrows at the person who broke into the yard, "Who are you? What are you doing yelling? What is Aunt Liu, who are you looking for?"

The young man glanced at Qian Wanjin unhurriedly, "Before asking someone else's name, you should report your family name first, it's a rule."

A ten-year-old boy standing with his hands behind his back, dressed in a light blue robe with belted brocade, and wearing a white jade crown, looks quite elegant.

Straightforward demeanor.

"Idiot." Qian Wanjin rolled his eyes, "There's no Aunt Liu here, you're in the wrong place, and I don't want to know who you are, so you don't need to exchange names, so you can leave."

Aunt Liu? Who else can I look for besides coming to find Fu Nan Nan?

This kid with oily head and powdery face is not a good thing at first glance.

Before going out, he promised his family to take good care of Fu Nannan and not let her be tricked by others.

There are a lot of bad people out there, Qian Wanjin inexplicably has the feeling that my family is a young girl growing up.

The young man looked at Qian Wanjin and returned him, "Hey."

In the west wing room, Liu Yusheng opened the door and walked out, the boy immediately smiled, "Aunt Liu!"

"..." Looking at the boy who pretended to be a dog, Liu Yusheng had mixed feelings.

Aunty your sister.

The little emperor's aunt?

Does she dare? Think the neck is not hard enough?

"How did you get here?" she asked.

Qian Wanjin took a few steps to stand between her and the boy, "Fu Nannan, do you know this kid?"

Liu Yusheng nodded, "I saw him yesterday, his name is... Mo Feng, and he also lives in this small courtyard."

Wei Hong glanced at Mo Feng from the side, then looked away.

She knew it, but she had to pretend she didn't.

The young man has also jumped over, and squeezed Qian Wanjin aside, "Aunt Liu, I also want to go to the Chamber of Commerce, let's go together!"

Qian Wanjin was so hot, he raised his hand to separate the boy, "Far away! What are you doing so close, men and women don't understand if you don't get along!"