4: Qijia’s old house

Style: Girl Author: Ma YouyeWords: 2097Update Time: 24/01/12 02:22:31
Seeing that she was hesitant to write, Qi Baye raised his hand in front of her and waved it, "Why, don't you remember your birthday?"

Ji Lanqian came to her senses and began to write, "That's not true."

After finishing writing, she pushed the pen and paper to the opposite side and leaned lazily on the wooden chair. She hadn't slept all night, but now she felt a little sleepy.

Qi Tiezui took out the three copper coins he had used to predict and shook them six times in his hand. After they fell, he straightened his expression and pinched them quickly with his fingers.

For a long time, he had some disbelief on his face and repeated the deduction.

Ji Lanqian looked at him struggling, feeling a little sleepy and her head couldn't help but stop, and then she simply held her chin with one hand and closed her eyes.

"How is this possible?" he muttered.

How could she, a daughter of a warlord, have a fate with the Nine Clan? But this hexagram clearly shows that she will be involved with the Nine Clan for a long time to come.

How could Jiumen tolerate her?

"Why..." He raised his eyes and saw that the person in front of him was already fast asleep.

He is so stupid, can sleep anywhere, and is such a people-friendly young lady. He doesn't dislike her anyway.

It was already afternoon when Ji Lanqian woke up. The sun was setting and warm light shone into the window. She raised her hands to cover her eyes. Then she realized something was wrong and stood up to look at her surroundings.

Was this being sold?

She moved too much to get up from the sofa, and the sound of her high heels hitting the floor was loud.

Qi Tiezui was sitting under the banyan tree in the yard. He was waving his fan and without even looking into the room, he said, "Are you awake? It's just dinner time. Anyway, the adjutant hasn't arrived yet. Let's have something together."

After she got up, she looked around her surroundings. It was all made of wood furniture, and a scent of sandalwood lingered around her, the same as the smell of the fortune teller.

"Is this your home?" She came out of the house and saw only one old banyan tree growing in the empty yard. There was a tank in the center of the yard with several koi carp in it.

"You're welcome, this is the Qi family's old house, sit down."

She sat down generously, and there were simple meals on the table, a bowl of porridge and two home-cooked dishes.

Qi Tiezui raised his eyes and looked at her clothes. Can this rich young lady get used to home-cooked food?

He was about to ask.

Ji Lanqian had already picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, and extended her thumb to him, "Not bad, you can also cook."

He changed the topic and said, "Of course, otherwise I will starve to death."

I am still sighing in my heart that this young lady is really easy to support.

The two of them ate quietly.

Halfway through, she asked, "Are you the only one who lives in such a big house?"

The Qi family's old house occupies a large area, with a front yard and a backyard, and many rooms, but it is true that only Qi Baye lives alone.

"Yeah, that's enough for me to live in," he replied.

"oh."

After eating, Qi Tiezui packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them. The window of the kitchen faced the banyan tree in the yard.

She sat under the banyan tree and looked at the scenery on the horizon, and suddenly said, "It would be great if there was a swing under this tree. I saw others playing with it when I was a child."

He paused for a moment and glanced at her. She was obviously so rich in her clothes, but there was no trace of it in her behavior. She still had the temperament of a child.

"Aren't you going to ask about today's divination?" He finished washing the dishes and wiped his hands slowly.

"What do you have to ask? I've just said it before. They said I was born with an evil spirit in my heart and could kill many living things. It would be best if my father kept me outside and cut off contact with me. I would come back when I'm an adult, for fear of killing him. "She spoke indifferently, as if she was not talking about herself.

Studying abroad sounds glamorous. She will receive a fixed amount of money every month and learn to live abroad on her own. That old guy Ji Lin thinks that having money will allow his daughter to live a good life. It is really ridiculous. She almost died abroad. .

Master Qi Ba listened to this and seemed to have some kind of resonance. He cursed angrily, "Which fortune teller said that? This is not a bad destiny. You were born to be rich and noble, and you will be successful in the future."

"real?"

She turned back happily with a smile on her face.

Seeing her smiling so happily, he nodded solemnly, "Yes, it's not your problem at all."

She was happy. She crossed her chest and sat under the tree, dangling her feet, and praised, "You are really interesting. I will come to play with you next time when I have time."

Qi Tiezui smiled and didn't respond. He didn't know what Buddha was thinking for the time being, so he tried to keep a distance from her.

As the sun set, the adjutant opened the door of the old house. He was still wearing formal clothes. Seeing the two of them chatting happily under the tree, he took advantage of the situation and said, "Eighth Master, don't you need to let Miss Ji keep you for a few more days?" ?”

Lord Buddha ordered that if Miss Ji is interested in the Qi family and does not want to come back, of course she must follow her wishes.

Qi Baye retracted his grin and stepped forward to hold his shoulders. He called out his name through gritted teeth and lowered his voice, "Zhang Rishan, what are you pretending to be? You are just here to pick her up. Don't go back on your word."

Zhang Rishan ignored him and only looked at Ji Lanqian, "Miss Ji, are you going back to Lord Zhang's mansion today?"

Ji Lanqian crossed her hands and spoke as arrogantly as a young lady, "What? Lord Buddha wants to drive me away, just because I took his wife and chatted all night?"

Does she know it herself?

Zhang Rishan didn't even change his expression, and responded calmly, "Of course Lord Buddha doesn't mean this. The Wu family, who is ranked fifth, lives not far away. You can ask Master Ba to take you there tomorrow to have a look."

"OK."

She agreed readily. Since she had to worry about it tomorrow, she might as well live closer to the Wu family.

The fortune teller in a long gown has a very rich expression.

He wanted to kick Zhang Rishan out.

Before leaving, he had to go out to see her off in person, pressing the car window with no kindness at all, "You are bullying me for being a lonely person, right? What's the point of sending a wealthy lady to my place?! I'm just a fortune teller."

Zhang Rishan looked at him indifferently and said in a low voice, "Master Ba, don't be angry. Master Buddha said that if you like her, he can handle it for you. You don't have to go to the Ji family to become a son-in-law."

"Go, go, go, go."

"Oh, by the way, you can also help move Miss Ji's box in."

"Oh, Adjutant, you kid..."

As the car drove out, Master Ba stood at the door of the old house and stamped his feet, then resignedly moved the eldest lady's box in.

Ji Lanqian shrugged with an indifferent attitude and said in a gentle tone, "Sorry, I'm not welcome anywhere. Sorry to trouble you."

As she said this, she got up to look at the rooms and pick one she liked to live in, which was comfortable.

Qi Tiezui stood there with a complicated look on his face. As a fortune teller who has been around in the world for so many years, he basically doesn't pay much attention to anyone's words.

I feel sorry for her a few times today.

It seems to start with fortune telling in the morning.