Chapter 183: Red Lips

Style: Girl Author: Yi ChenchenWords: 5676Update Time: 24/01/12 03:08:57
It wasn't until his uncle closed the door of the hall again that Zhao Rang came back to his senses.

He thought carefully in his mind about what his uncle said just now.

In fact, this is not a problem, but it sounds a bit strange, and even a casual person like Zhao Rang couldn't accept it for a while.

Fortunately, such a thing has already happened once.

The last time he did nothing, he suddenly said that he had killed someone, and issued a sea arrest document. He was wanted across the entire northern territory, regardless of life or death.

This time, I finally climbed to the highest point of Baihe Mountain despite the wind and snow. I did nothing, but suddenly I changed from a bachelor to a man with a wife!

The former is not so good.

The latter isn't too bad.

It’s just that there aren’t many good ones.

The more Zhao Rang spends time with Qingqing, the less he can see through her.

By now, Zhao Rang no longer expected to see through him, because he was already a little afraid of her!

This fear comes suddenly and without reason or logic. Maybe a word, an action, a look, or even something mentioned casually by others would make Zhao Rang feel such an emotion.

"well……"

He looked up to the sky and sighed.

The cold snowflakes fell into his mouth, and the chill as they melted refreshed Zhao Rang's spirits.

After looking at the direction up the mountain, he glanced back at the closed door of Lu Zu's hall, and walked down the long road without hesitation.

I have to say that the people who built the stone steps of Baihe Mountain are really good at what they do!

Going down the mountain is obviously much easier than going up the mountain, and the distance up seems to be much shorter.

Zhao Rang walked away swinging his arms, and within less than a moment of burning incense, he saw the senior sister who was leading him up the mountain.

"Have you been waiting here for me?"

"The Acting Master ordered me to wait for you here."

Zhao Rang's expression changed, and there was no longer any surprise when he spoke before.

A good-looking girl is willing to stand here waiting for you, and she is ordered to wait here for you, which gives people a completely different feeling.

Especially when this kind of order cannot be violated, Zhao Rang even felt a little humiliated.

So he asked coldly:

"How does the acting headmaster know when I will come down from the mountain?"

The senior sister pursed her lips and did not answer.

This look seemed to say:

"Since he is the acting headmaster, he will naturally know everything that happens on Baihe Mountain."

Then he used his right hand to lead Zhao Rang towards the side road.

"Where are you going?"

Zhao Rang asked puzzledly.

He knew that Bai Hezi's junior brother, now the acting headmaster of Baihe Mountain, asked the senior sister to stand here waiting for him. Did he have any other arrangements?

"Go to the residence prepared for you by the Acting Master. Your wife has already gone and is waiting for you."

Senior Sister said these words calmly and calmly.

In fact, Zhao Rang was mentally prepared that she would bite the word "wife" very hard in order to ridicule him, but she did not do so.

But often the power contained in calmness is far better than the earth-shaking noise.

These words were like a wooden thorn on the chopstick that had not been cut cleanly, piercing into the tiger's mouth. It's not fatal, but it's always uncomfortable.

But Zhao Rang suddenly thought about it, what reason and position does this young senior sister have to ridicule him?

Regardless of whether the wife is true or false.

Even if it is true, so what?

Compared to Qingqing, who has known each other for many years and has been friends with each other, the young senior sister who has just known each other for a few hours is really nothing.

People often feel that the ridicule they suffer is actually a competition with themselves.

"You, Baiheshan, can also get married, right?"

Zhao Rang had nothing to say.

Since the word "wife" was mentioned, let's just continue the conversation.

Without saying a word, he seemed to be timid.

Although Zhao Rang no longer felt that the other party was deliberately mocking him, he had not stopped competing with him.

"Well, when the Baihe Mountain Taoism inherited the mantle of Zu Lu, there was only Qian Tao. Later, a very powerful master came from the south and brought the Kun Tao Taoism, and then it began to recruit female disciples."

Qian is male and Kun is female.

But that's not what Zhao Rang cares about.

It was the sentence in the senior sister's words, "A master came from the south."

"Did the Kun Dao tradition of Baihe Mountain come from the Southland?"

Zhao Rang raised his voice.

The senior sister looked back at him in surprise, wondering why he cared so much about this matter.

Zhao Rang smiled slightly when he saw her nodding.

Senior sister's surprise just now turned into disgust...

However, Zhao Rang already has a thread in his heart that can string together all the beads that have turned into incidents.

"Here we are, right here."

In front of a small courtyard, the senior sister stopped.

Zhao Rang took a look and didn't see anything special. Moreover, the location of the small courtyard was not remote, and there were many houses around it.

The wind and snow are swaying on the top of the mountain, but down below the mountain is sunny and windy, and the autumn air is crisp.

There are many unknown wild flowers planted at the door of the houses around the courtyard. On both sides of the door there are wooden poles inserted deeply into the soil, with several strong thin hemp ropes pulled back and forth on them, and many clean robes are draped on them. Let dry. Under the sunshine and autumn wind, the soapberry exudes a faint mountain atmosphere. Zhao Rang took a deep breath and felt quite otherworldly.

"What's going on in the mountains..."

"There are no pine trees in Baihe Mountain, and it's autumn now."

Zhao Rang was about to say a few words of emotion when he dropped his book bag, but was suddenly interrupted by his senior sister, who could only smile awkwardly.

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. If you have three meals, someone will bring them to you. If you have something to do, hang the apricot-yellow flag in the house on the flagpole in the courtyard. My colleagues on duty will come over if they see it."

"Okay, thank you!"

The senior sister left very neatly, and Zhao Rang didn't waste any more nonsense.

He opened the door and entered the small courtyard, and saw Qingqing at first sight.

She had already changed her clothes and was wearing the shorts worn by the servants on Baihe Mountain, and was serving a tomato patch in the southeast corner.

"you……"

Sweat beads hang on the hair, inevitably messy.

Qing Qinghun nonchalantly wiped his forehead with the back of his relatively clean hands and forearms.

Seeing Zhao Rang coming in, he pointed to a pile of bamboo poles placed under the eaves at the door of the house and said:

"Bring me two!"

Zhao Rang had not yet adapted to Qingqing's sudden change, so he responded dully, walked to the pile of bamboo poles, looked at them carefully for a moment, and pulled out the two that he felt were the smoothest and straightest.

"Give!"

"Are you teasing me on purpose?"

Instead of thanking Qingqing, she asked sharply, making Zhao Rang even more confused.

"Why are you playing tricks on you? It's not that you want two. I chose these carefully!"

Seeing that Zhao Rang was serious, Qingqing thought again and realized that it was understandable that he would do such a thing.

He waved his hand casually, signaling Zhao Rang to move away. He came out of the tomato field, walked to the pile of bamboo poles, and picked up a third of it.

"You just said you wanted a lot, couldn't you? Two..."

Zhao Rang shook his head and complained.

Qingqing put all the bamboo poles in her arms on the ground and then said:

"When you said you drank two bottles of wine, did you really drink two bottles?"

Zhao Rang was choked and speechless. He could only change the subject and said:

“What are you doing with all these tomatoes?”

Qingqing was busy with the work at hand and replied without raising her head:

"I don't know who planted it. As soon as I came in, I saw it was staggering... It has produced a lot of fruit. It feels like a pity not to clean it up."

Zhao Rang said with a smile:

"I can't see you doing this again!"

When tomatoes grow to a certain height, a bamboo pole or wooden pole must be inserted two or three inches from the root of each tree, and then the main branches of the tomatoes should be tied to it to provide support for its fruiting.

This job is easy to say, but it is not easy to cheer up either.

It is difficult to support a single tree, so the bamboo poles next to each tomato plant must be fixed together in the end, otherwise they will not last long and will end up swaying...

Qingqing managed to tidy up the tomato field all by herself, and Zhao Rang was quite impressed!

I couldn't help but be a little more curious about this girl.

"It's finally okay, let's go! Go back to the house and tell us!"

Qingqing clapped her hands, came out of the ground, picked up the water ladle floating on the water tank, rinsed her hands, and looked at Zhao Rang again.

Zhao Rang felt that he had done nothing and didn't want to wash it.

However, Qingqing raised his eyebrows and revealed that "negotiation is not allowed", so he had to step forward and reluctantly raised his hands.

"Tell me, what do you want to say?"

The room was only half the size of the yard outside, and the furnishings were very simple. In addition to the bed, there was a table and four futons. There are several volumes of scriptures, a set of pens and ink, tea sets, incense burners, etc. placed on the table.

Zhao Rang sat down on the futon cross-legged, but didn't know what to say.

When I entered the yard just now, I had a lot to say to Qingqing. As a result, the matter of serving tomatoes was interrupted, and his brain got stuck.

"The tea is freshly brewed."

Seeing Zhao Rang sitting on the futon, Qingqing pointed to the teapot with the spout still steaming and said.

"I'm not thirsty yet."

Zhao Rang shook his head.

He didn't want anything else to affect his thinking.

"correct……"

"Why do you say we are a couple?"

Zhao Rang originally wanted to tell her about the Acting Headmaster's visit to his uncle, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a large quilt and two pillows on the bed, and suddenly remembered that this was much more important than that!

How can one be so innocent in broad daylight?

Zhao Rang is a serious and innocent young man. He has never seen a matchmaker who comes to his house to talk about matchmaking. Suddenly a daughter-in-law appears. He can't accept it no matter what!

"Do you think this name is bad?"

Zhao Rang shook his head even more like a rattle and said repeatedly:

"not good."

"Not only is it bad, it's simply too bad!"

"There's absolutely nothing worse than this!"

Zhao Rang denied it three times in one breath, but Qing Qing still looked calm.

After Zhao Rang finished speaking, she opened her mouth and said slowly:

"How can a wanted child of an aristocratic family, a former prostitute, be the least noticeable when walking outside?"

Zhao Rang frowned and said:

"They are not husband and wife...brothers and sisters, friends, even siblings! Isn't that great? Besides, no one knows what we did before...before..."

As usual, Qingqing waited for Zhao Rang to finish complaining before speaking:

"Let's not talk about other people, just on this mountain."

"What's going on on the mountain? The one worshiping at Baihe Mountain is Lu Zulu Dongbin, not the Yue Lao who is in charge of marriage. Just because they are a couple, can they be blessed with some luck?"

Qingqing burst out laughing after hearing this:

"I've never seen you so anxious before. You're quite cute. Like..."

"like what?"

Zhao Rang asked angrily.

"It's like a dog jumping over the wall!"

Zhao Rang was even more upset...

"It's true that Baihe Mountain worships Lu Zu, but the mountain is divided into two sects, Qian and Kun, and the places where we live are far apart. If we don't say that we are husband and wife, we have to travel to each other for more than half an hour to talk. If it really happens What's going on? Aren't the day lilies already cold?"

Zhao Rang remained silent.

If it was out of this consideration, he could understand why Qingqing said this.

A girl should care more about such things.

There is no other way to do anything but to obey authority in urgent matters.

Zhao Rang picked up the teapot, poured a little tea soup into each of the two teacups, rinsed the cups, and then refilled them.

After pushing one of the cups in front of Qingqing, he picked up the teacup and drank.

The spout of the teapot no longer emits steam, and the temperature at the entrance is just right.

Whenever Zhao Rang fell silent, or used other actions to fill the void where he was silent, Qing Qing knew that she had convinced him.

Men have a common problem of being tough-talking, let alone a man like Zhao Rang. Know your mistakes, correct them, don't admit your mistakes, this has always been the case.

"You drink, I'm not thirsty."

Now that Zhao Rang listened to her words, Qing Qing became much gentler.

Most men in the world feel that they have worked hard and are tired, and that women are not tolerant and considerate of them. As everyone knows, sometimes even if you don't bow your head, just pouring a cup of tea in an understatement is enough to make the girl opposite you happy for a long time.

"Okay, then just wait until you're thirsty before you drink. If you're thirsty, I'll get you a hot cup."

Zhao Rang put the tea cup aside as he spoke, and then took out the piece of cloth from his arms.

"Where did the Dragon Flag of the Dragon Sail Club come from?"

As soon as Qingqing saw this thing, she blurted out.

If you can blurt it out, it is absolutely true. Even after rehearsing it countless times, she couldn't predict when Zhao Rang would take out this thing, and there would definitely be an emotional deviation.

Zhao Rang was very satisfied with the content of Qingqing's words.

Of course, what he was more satisfied with was Qingqing's demeanor and tone when she said this just now.

The two pretended to be husband and wife so that they could live together and discuss matters easily. ?

The basis of negotiation is trust, otherwise it will become two people comparing themselves to each other.

Qingqing speaks directly, and this is the basis for building trust.

In reciprocity, Zhao Rang also told Qing Qing exactly what happened on the top of the mountain.

"What the Acting Headmaster means is that someone is attacking the disciples of Baihe Mountain?"

Zhao Rang added:

"They are all young girls, not just one, but three."

Qingqing got up from the edge of the bed, sat on the futon opposite Zhao Rang, tapped the fragment of the flag with her knuckles, and said:

"How much do you know about Longfan?"

Zhao let his big index finger pinch out a piece on the belly of his thumb and said:

"That's about it."

Qingqing was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhao Rang, who waved his hand and said:

"It doesn't matter how much you know. Even if Long Fan moves his base camp to Baihe Mountain, I wouldn't be surprised."

Qingqing asked:

"Why do you say that?"

Zhao Rang closed the window with his backhand, and the room suddenly became dark. After gesturing for Qing Qing to come closer, Zhao Rang lay next to her ear, lowered his voice to the lowest level, and said a simple word.

The expression on Qingqing's face suddenly became serious from the initial surprise, and then became even more serious.

The exquisite unrelated things are twisted together, and from a distance, they almost look like the word "sorrow".

Zhao Rang also sighed deeply.

After a long time, Qingqing said:

"If so, that's really..."

"Isn't it scary?"

Zhao Rang asked.

Qingqing nodded.

Opening the windows again, sunlight filled the entire house again.

The green face is reflected by the mottled sunlight, and I don't know what I am thinking.

"But there is an advantage to this. When you fall asleep tonight, I will try it."

Qingqing asked with a strange expression:

"Why do you have to wait for me to fall asleep?"

Zhao Rang said:

"Because of this matter, I was ready to leave you behind from the beginning. Just think of it as my preferential treatment to you!

Qingqing sneered twice and asked:

"Is this preferential treatment given to me, or does a woman receive such preferential treatment?"

Zhao Rang smiled and did not answer.

Qingqing glared at him fiercely and said:

"I will never fall asleep tonight, and you can't leave this room either!"

As the words fell, the courtyard door outside the house was pushed open with a "squeak" sound.

"I...I came in?"

I don't know if the childish voice is asking or informing.

Zhao Rang and Qing Qing looked at each other, and both of them recognized who the owner of the voice was.

"Come in, little junior sister!"

Qingqing said politely.

For this little junior sister, anyone who sees her will feel a sense of protectiveness and will unconsciously speak politely.

"Then I'm coming in..."

"oops!"

The junior junior sister exclaimed and called Zhao Rang and Qing Qing out of the door.

I thought something had happened to her, but she didn't expect that she was just standing blankly in front of the tomato patch that Qingqing had tidied up.

"What are you fussing about?"

"I was planning to come over to clean up this slice of tomato after my evening classes today, but I didn't expect that Sister Qingqing would take care of it so well!"

Upon hearing this, Qingqing walked past her, reached out and picked a ripe tomato, handed it to her junior sister, and said:

"Try it and see, it shouldn't be sour!"

The junior sister happily thanked her, then suddenly remembered the purpose of her visit and said:

"I am the flower girl on duty today, come here, here are today's flowers."

Zhao Rang took it and found that it was a small flower that he had never seen before.

"What's the name of this flower?"

The junior sister replied:

"Red lips."

Zhao Rang couldn't help but be speechless.

He didn't expect that Baihe Mountain, surrounded by fairy spirit, would have such a romantic name.

Even if its real name is like this, it should be changed when it goes to Baihe Mountain.

Seeing that Zhao Rang didn't understand what he was saying, the junior sister explained:

"Generally, flowers have a bone in the middle, and the flower disk is round. But the red lip flower, like most orchids, has the same flowers on the left and right. The name comes from the part below the flower that looks like a red lip. Do you know what it is? Is it used?"

Zhao Rang and Qing Qing both shook their heads, expressing ignorance.

"It is a place for little bees to rest. When the little bees come to collect honey, they will stop on the petals and enjoy the sweetness of honey leisurely and comfortably."

"As the saying goes, a drop of vermilion hanging on the green shade is suspected to be a girl's leftover lips."