Although Su Qingluan's expression was not clearly visible under the hazy moonlight, Mu Xingzhi could still imagine the mocking expression even if he closed his eyes.
He couldn't help but smile and said: "Even if he knew that I did it on purpose, didn't Qingluan still follow my wishes and send me out?"
Su Qingluan rolled her eyes at Mu Xingzhi angrily: "What else can I do if I don't take advantage of the situation and send you out? Do you want to see you singing a one-man show there?"
As she said that, she looked Mu Xingzhi up and down: "Don't tell me, I feel sorry for him."
"Cough cough cough cough cough..." This series of coughs came from Song Bo. Then he turned to look at Su Qingluan, as if he was some kind of Rakshasa ghost, "Ms. Su, you..."
"Me what?"
"You are really... bold..." Not knowing what words to use to describe Su Qingluan's "tiger and wolf words", Song Bo stuttered for a long time and could only hold back this one.
Rather, the little girl in front of him was really bold. If he didn't feel wrong, his boss should have been teased in an instant...right?
Of course, teasing or something like that, you can never say such words even if your mouth is torn, otherwise you will never get any good fruits.
Su Qingluan accepted the order generously: "Thank you very much, Uncle Song, for the compliment."
Song Bo was speechless: He was not praising her!
However, Mu Xingzhi did not get angry. Instead, he let Song Bo continue to push the wheelchair. He followed Su Qingluan's wishes and said, "Thanks to Mrs. Su for your compliment. If you think about it carefully, my face is quite popular."
Su Qingluan looked at Mu Xingzhi's pretty face at best, and shook her head firmly: "If you only look at your face, you can barely rank among the top three in the village..."
This ranking was not hers, after all, the older girls and younger wives in the village would talk about which husband was good-looking when they had nothing to do. However, Su Qingluan himself admitted that in terms of appearance alone, Mu Xingzhi came out on top, which was a bit disappointing.
"Oh? And the ranking?" Mu Xingzhi was a little curious.
Su Qingluan looked at the man in surprise: "I thought you really knew everything in detail." It turned out that there were actually things that this guy didn't understand.
Mu Xingzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "If my subordinates report the details of the villagers' gossip, they will be punished."
Su Qingluan nodded: "That's true. But that's not the point. The point is," Su Qingluan looked Mu Xingzhi up and down, "compared to your appearance, you have other unique things about you - As for the face, only the eyes are the best."
"Eyes?" Mu Xingzhi's smile faded slightly, and even Song Bo's movement of pushing the wheelchair faltered slightly.
However, Su Qingluan turned her sight to the night sky at this time, looking for the Big Dipper and the North Star, and did not notice the subtle changes in the two people: "Yes, eyes, compared to your other facial features, your eyes are particularly outstanding. I always feel that such a pair of eyes It should be on a more outstanding face.”
Then she secretly thought that she was really speaking a little too freely. What she said to her friends was really not profound, so she quickly turned around and apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to criticize your facial features, I just wanted to say that you It’s just that his eyes are exceptionally good.”
"It doesn't matter." Mu Xingzhi smiled and shook his head.
Su Qingluan saw that he did not mean to be angry. It would be better to say that since she met "Mu Xingzhi", she had never seen him have any negative emotions such as anger or anxiety. With a light look - Su Qingluan looked away.
As long as the person doesn't show anger, they really don't care, or don't intend to pursue it.
However, this episode made Su Qingluan notice one thing: she became more and more relaxed and comfortable in front of Mu Xingzhi, and her defensiveness became lower and lower.
This made Su Qingluan take it for granted, but at the same time, she was also secretly vigilant: Don't be so relaxed that you reveal the secrets you should keep tightly!
Thinking like this, I heard Mu Xingzhi ask: "What have you been writing today?"
Su Qingluan nodded: "It's Aunt Guixiang's medical record. It's actually just the questions you asked Na Wen Po from the beginning to the end, and the Wen Po's answers. It's better to say it's a medical record than a detailed record of the entire treatment process. "
This made Mu Xingzhi raise his eyebrows in surprise: "Record everything?" If he remembered correctly, the paper Su Qingluan wrote on was no more than the size of a book, and he only recorded one side, even in small regular script with hairpin flowers...
Su Qingluan handed out a piece of paper from his arms: "Well, you reminded me to keep this piece of paper with you - wait until I go to your place tomorrow. Regarding the recording method on this piece of paper, I think you must be interested."
"Just give it to me?" Mu Xingzhi took the piece of paper, carefully folded the side with the words inward, and carefully placed it inside his wide sleeve.
Su Qingluan smiled confidently: "Of course I can simply leave it to you like this, because you can rest assured that no one in this world except me can understand what is written on it."
While she was talking, she had already reached the intersection in front of her. Turning to the side, she saw the Su family. So Su Qingluan turned around and looked at Mu Xingzhi: "It's almost time to send it here, right?" Before Mu Xingzhi could say anything, she He waved his hand and turned around and ran towards his yard.
She also wanted to quickly tell her family about Aunt Guixiang's situation of turning a corner.
Mu Xingzhi watched the small figure completely disappear into the night, then looked forward again, and said calmly: "Let's go."
"Yes." Songbo responded respectfully, pushing the wheelchair slowly towards the bamboo-covered courtyard - even without Su Qingluan's help, he still pushed the heavy wheelchair smoothly on the ground without any stagnation. .
Su Qingluan returned home and discussed the matter with her parents. As expected, Yang was so happy that she quickly thanked the Bodhisattva and Buddha who made a bunch of noises in the air.
Even if Su Guangfu's reaction was not so exaggerated, his face was glowing with joy and he clenched his fists tightly.
The two little guys were almost going to bed. When they heard the noise outside, they got up from the bed, put on their clothes and came out to see what was going on.
They were also very happy to hear that Sun Guixiang turned the corner.
When several people were happy, a loud "gurgle" sound came from Su Qingluan's stomach.
Mrs. Yang clapped her hands quickly: "Look at my memory! I'm so happy that Da Ya doesn't have time to eat tonight, right? There's food left for you in the kitchen, and I'll go and heat it up for you right now!"
Su Xueyan looked at Su Qingluan's belly and sighed like a little adult: "Sister, your stomach is growling really loudly. It must be very hungry, right?"
"Hahahahaha..." Everyone, including Su Qingluan, was amused by the little girl's childish words.
Su Qingluan had a smile on her face and thought to herself: Tonight, their family and the Li family next door will finally be able to sleep peacefully.
