Chapter 120: Seeing the beautiful woman again

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After leaving the old house, Zhu Pingan went back home first. My father went to drive the bullock cart early, and my eldest brother also went to the mountain to check the condoms that were laid yesterday. My mother was sewing purses at home alone. When she saw Zhu Ping'an coming back from the old house, she asked a few questions briefly. When she learned that the old house only After pouring a bowl of water for Zhu Ping'an, mother Chen's face looked a little ugly. Zhu Ping'an hurriedly changed the topic before he smoothed over his mother Chen's frown.

After chatting with his mother for a while, Zhu Pingan returned to the room and put a box of tea he had bought from Anqing Mansion in his schoolbag. He also picked up two rabbits and told his mother that he was going to his mentor, his mother Chen. After hearing this, he took another basket and put a basket of mountain mushrooms drying in the yard for Zhu Pingan to take with him.

"The fresh vegetables haven't arrived yet, so I'll take this with you to add vegetables to your mentor and the others." Mother Chen handed the packed basket to Zhu Ping'an and asked him to take it with him.

"Yes." Zhu Pingan nodded vigorously, his mother was thoughtful.

Zhu Ping'an has walked the road from Xiahe Village to Shanghe Village countless times, and he has also gone to his mentor Sun Laofuzi many, many times. It can be said that he is familiar with the road.

Old Master Sun didn't close his door at night, let alone during the day. Zhu Pingan walked in without knocking.

Old Master Sun is not in the yard, but his wife is. She is busy loosening the soil in the yard where Old Master Sun planted bamboos.

"Master's wife." Zhu Ping'an called softly from a distance.

The teacher's wife who was busy loosening the soil raised her head and saw Zhu Ping'an walking through the door carrying a rabbit basket. The teacher's wife had a smile on her face and said, "Ping'an is here. Why are you bringing so many things? Come on, find a place to sit down by yourself." , I’ll make you a pot of tea after Master Mu finishes this.”

Zhu Ping'an smiled naively, stepped forward, took the hoe from his wife's hand, and said, "I can't wait to drink the tea made by my wife. It's up to me to loosen the soil."

"You kid." The teacher's wife looked at the hoe in Zhu Ping'an's hand and couldn't help but wonder.

Zhu Pingan just responded with a silly smile.

The mistress washed her hands, then went indoors to make a pot of tea, brought out two cups, and placed them on the stone table outside.

While loosening the soil, Zhu Pingan asked his wife why his mentor was not at home.

"Oh, he, it's not because of you. You took the exam for Chief of Criminal Investigation in Anqing Prefecture. The old man was as happy as anything. It happened that an old friend in Anqing Prefecture asked him to be a guest, and the old man hasn't returned yet. He Fortunately, he forgot nothing about his bamboos, and asked someone to bring me a letter asking me to loosen the soil for his bamboos." The teacher's wife complained.

His mentor Mr. Sun didn't plant much bamboo. Zhu Pingan finished loosening the soil in a short while. After washing his hands, he picked up a cup of tea that his wife had brewed. He took a slow sip and praised his wife for the good tea. , and then took the opportunity to give a box of tea bought from Anqing Mansion to his wife.

The wife couldn't refuse, so she collected the tea leaves, but soon there were several washed apples in Zhu Ping'an's schoolbag.

After saying goodbye to his wife, Zhu Ping'an left the courtyard of his mentor's house. After thinking for a moment, he walked to another place he usually went to in Shanghe Village.

In the high-rise courtyard, Zhu Ping'an stepped forward and knocked on the door between the two large stone lions.

dong dong dong

no response

Zhu Pingan was not discouraged at all and knocked on the door again.

Then I heard an impatient voice coming from inside, and then the door opened and an uncle-looking man poked his head out.

"Hey, why is it your boy? Oh, no, it's you, young master." After the concierge recognized Zhu Ping'an, he remembered the recent news about the youngest child in the town's history, and his indifferent attitude changed to a more respectful one. point.

"Hehehe, I've disturbed Uncle Li's sweet dream again. I apologize to you. I'll come back to borrow books again." Zhu Ping'an smiled and cupped his hands.

"Look what the young master said, come in quickly, come in quickly." Uncle Li, the concierge, opened the door and let Zhu Pingan in.

After Zhu Ping'an entered the door, he thanked the concierge again and walked toward the study in a familiar manner.

Just as Zhu Pingan was walking towards the study, there was a young man sighing with emotion not too far away.

Under the warm sunshine, the young man stood in front of the study that cost hundreds of taels of silver to build. He folded his hands and looked at the piece of silver frost charcoal under his feet, which was only one tael of silver. He was thinking a lot about what people live for. What is it for? To make money, is it still to study and become an official? After becoming an official, is there no pursuit?

For example, my dad...

He fell into deep thinking...

At this time, Zhu Ping'an walked over from one side, and at the same time, a girl with a blue ribbon in her hair and a round face with baby fat buns came from the other direction.

The bun girl was very happy when she saw Zhu Ping'an coming from the opposite side, but she walked towards the young man standing over there first.

The bun girl walked up to the young man and said, "Why are you still standing here? Your salary for moving charcoal is twenty cents. Go to the front yard to find the accounting office to settle the bill. This is not the place for you to stay."

"Uh, uh-huh." The young man nodded hurriedly and walked out.

At this time, Zhu Pingan also saw the young man clearly and called out, "Brother Jun? Didn't you follow your aunt to your grandma's house?"

The young man heard the sound and looked up and saw Zhu Ping'an. He shouted happily, "Xiao Zhi, why are you here? Come on, they don't let us stay here. I was bored at my grandma's house, so I went out for a walk at will. I thought of being treated as a helper, but fortunately this family was very generous. They gave me 20 yuan for moving a basket, haha..."

Uh... Zhu Pingan...

"Zhu Pingan, why are you here? You're here to borrow books, right? Come in quickly." The bun girl shouted from a distance, and then she shouted to the boy next to Zhu Pingan, "Hey, that person, you said Well, go to the front yard to check out, you can't stay here."

Zhu Pingjun suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his face twitched. He was also from the old Zhu family, so why was there such a big gap?

Zhu Ping'an explained to Zhu Pingjun, who seemed to be struck by lightning, "Brother Jun, I'm here to borrow a book."

"Hey, that person is telling you that you should leave quickly. You can't stay here. If you don't leave, the money will not be paid to you." The bun girl urged again.

"Oh, ahem, um, Xiaozhi, I'll leave first." Under the urging of the steamed bun girl, Zhu Pingjun said something to Zhu Pingan and walked to the front yard.

As soon as Zhu Pingjun left, Zhu Ping'an heard a female voice that was as clear and sweet as a lark.

"Hua'er, are you itchy? Why haven't the silver frost charcoal I asked for been brought here? The seafood that daddy sent has almost melted."

The person who came with the voice was the owner of the voice. In fact, without looking, Zhu Pingan knew it was the sinister girl Li Shu just by hearing the voice.

Surrounded by all the maids and old ladies, the beautiful lady has white teeth and red lips, and looks attentive to her appearance. Just looking at her appearance can seduce people, but it is only her appearance. What's inside, her personality, etc., all she can do is laugh at her. Zhu Ping'an is not interested. He curled his lips in a trace.

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