Yu Qing: "That makes sense. The woman said that her master is in the Wen family and can influence Qinglian Mountain."
Nanzhu was still clicking his tongue, "How come the young man is messing with the old lady? This appetite is quite heavy."
Listening to that tone, it seemed a bit pity, as if it was a pity that I didn't enjoy the scene together.
Mu Aotie: "There is a dead pit underground. There must be murderous intent hidden there. Don't go down any further. Let's find a solution on the ground."
After hearing this, Nanzhu was silent and nodded: "Lao Jiu is right, Lao Fifteen, this is no joke."
Yu Qing just said "hmm".
Nan and Mu also took time out at noon, so it was not advisable to stay too long. They fetched water from the well and quickly washed the dishes before leaving.
After sending the two of them off, Yu Qing went to the warehouse. When he saw Coyotito again, he was almost startled. He had eaten all the leftovers of the two senior brothers. His stomach was so full that he even lay down in the pot and licked it. Bottom, he was incredibly dirty.
Are starving ghosts reincarnated? Why is this virtue the same as eating food?
He quickly pulled Coyotito out, threw him by the well, and carried a bucket to get water.
Coyotito was indeed full and licked his lips but refused to move.
When the well water is brought up, a bucket of well water is flushed away, again and again, until it is completely flushed.
The little dog seemed to be very happy when it was splashed with water from time to time. This kind of bathing method was also something he had never experienced before. The water was too big and he was knocked over from time to time. He even licked the water on the ground to drink.
Yu Qing picked it up from the wet ground and threw it to a sunny place.
Coyotito was too lazy to move, yawned, and after wagging his tail at Yu Qing for a while, he fell asleep, basking in the sun, and slowly fell asleep on all fours. There was no need for an iron cage, and he was completely quiet.
When Yu Qing returned home, he looked at the food in his bowl. There were bits of pork and bits of mutton. This was because he was a Jinshi of the Wen family. However, the cook was a talented person and his cooking was indeed not delicious. After hesitating for a while, he went to the warehouse again, poured the food into the pot, and asked Coyotito to do what he could. He couldn't put all his energy on Coyotito.
In the afternoon, two groups of servants came to collect things, but no one noticed the little dog sleeping in the sun under the eaves. The news that the place was helping the third lady to raise a spiritual pet was not publicized and was deliberately concealed.
During the day, people would occasionally knock on the door to disturb him, which made it difficult to practice peacefully. When he was bored, Yu Qing took out some paper to write and draw, just like practicing calligraphy. Anyway, there was no shortage of paper in the warehouse.
Towards evening, there was a knock on the door. Yu Qing got up and opened the door. A member of the family outside the door happily waved: "Come on, Manager Feng asked everyone to go to the entrance of the dining hall to get their things."
Yu Qing was puzzled, "What are you getting?"
The servant chuckled and said, "Thanks to the fifth young master's favor, the hostess of the big house has given out two pairs of shoes to each person."
Yu Qing was not interested and hummed, "Okay, I understand."
The servant reminded: "I said, you have to hurry up, you are late. If the shoes that fit your feet have been picked out, shoes are not easy to make, so you have to give them away." After that, he ran away.
How could a man who had touched millions of taels of silver be interested in two pairs of shoes? As soon as he closed the door, Yu Qing pondered for a while, then opened the door again. After closing the door, he rushed to the dining hall.
There is no way, just like he clearly doesn't want to eat the food here, but he has to bite the bullet and get the food. Is it normal that a mere family member can't even look down on two pairs of new shoes? So I still have to get it.
I had to pretend to be very happy and trot all the way there.
The entrance to the canteen is already very lively. A group of people are typically not active in working but very active in collecting things. Nanzhu and Mu Aotie are also fooling around among them.
There was a cart parked at the door, with several baskets filled with shoes piled on it. Someone was responsible for registering them, and Liu Gui was responsible for distributing them.
Seeing Yu Qing coming and queuing up behind the queue, Liu Gui immediately waved his hand, called him over, and asked, "Why are you here? I'll just send it to you later."
Hearing this, the servants for unknown reasons all looked at Yu Qing, surprised, looking him up and down, wondering why the celebrity next to Manager Feng thought so highly of this person.
Yu Qing bowed and said, "I don't dare bother Liu Tou. I can just get it myself."
Liu Gui didn't know what to say now that he was here, so he waved to the next servant who was in charge, "Wait a minute, he has something important to do, let him take charge first."
That person didn't dare to disobey, nor was he in a hurry, so he nodded.
Liu Gui immediately asked Yu Qing to register his size first, and then personally selected two pairs for him. He pulled him aside and whispered, "Brother Niu, you have treasures in your yard. You can't stay away for a long time. Go back quickly." .”
"Okay, I'll be back soon." Yu Qing bowed and left under the gaze of a group of people.
Liu Gui turned around and shouted, "Continue."
It can be described as majestic.
Three women had already come to the door of the courtyard. They were none other than Wen Xin, Song Pingping and Xiao Hong.
There is no way, I can't just throw the spirit pet away and leave it alone. I will also worry about whether the spirit pet will get used to it here and whether it will cause any problems due to discomfort.
In fact, I wanted to come here at noon, but I felt that I came too often and it didn’t look good. It was almost evening, so I decided that it would be more appropriate and reassuring to come and have a look.
Xiaohong banged on the door, then slammed the door open. She stretched her head to look inside and shouted, "Niu Youqing, Niu Youqing... Hey, isn't he here?" She pushed the door open and went in.
"Niu Youqing, Niu Youqing..."
Xiaohong shouted several more times, but still no one responded.
The three of them entered and looked around. Song Pingping went directly into Yu Qing's bedroom and shouted, "Niu Youqing."
She went in and took a look, but saw no one. Instead, she saw a pile of messy drafts on the table by the wall. She picked up one and looked at it, "Look, this guy looking at the utility room can actually write. "
Xiaohong said: "There is a sundry warehouse here. You have to register when entering and leaving the warehouse. Even though it is a sundry room, people who are illiterate can't do it."
"This word seems to be written well. Xin'er, I'm not talking about you. Those who are the flower hunters and flower pickers are the reputations of you people who are good at writing. I see Niu Youqing in the utility room. His handwriting can't be worse than that of Tanhua Lang." Song Pingping casually shook the handwriting on her hand to show it to the two people at the door.
In fact, she has no ability to judge the quality of words and speaks casually based on her eyes and feelings.
Xiaohong glanced casually and didn't pay attention.
Wen Xin didn't pay attention at first, but when Song Pingping said that, she took a closer look. As soon as her eyes touched the writing on Song Pingping's hand, she felt her heartbeat pause, and her bright eyes widened a bit on the spot.
At a glance, she felt that the handwriting on this draft seemed to have a similar charm to the handwriting she had recently studied.
Song Pingping threw the draft back on the table, turned around and left, "I don't know where Niu Youqing went. He didn't take Zilong with him."
Xiaohong followed her out and went to find Zilong together.
"Hey, Zilong is here." Xiaohong cheered.
Wen Xin, who was at the door, turned a deaf ear. She lost her etiquette and moved into the strange man's bedroom. She picked up a calligraphy draft on the desk, and there was a look of disbelief in her eyes.
When one page wasn't enough, she picked up the second one, then the third one, and then the fourth chapter.
After quickly reading all the drafts, she finally selected the one with the most similar handwriting to what she remembered. She held it in her hands, with indescribable surprise in her eyes, and murmured to herself, "How is it possible? It's me. Did you see it wrong?"
"Miss, miss, come and see Zilong."
Xiao Hong's shout immediately brought Wen Xin back to her senses and she quickly went out. She saw Song Pingping and Xiao Hong squatting under the eaves. When they got closer, they saw that they were guarding the sleeping Zi Long.
Song Pingping was slicking Zilong's hair with one hand.
Wen Xin also squatted down and asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Pingping poked Zilong's nose with her fingertips, and Zilong immediately stuck out his tongue and licked it, "Look, this guy was making a lot of noise in our place, but it's good now. He sleeps so soundly that he can't wake up even if he makes a noise. exasperating."
Xiaohong stretched out her hand and stroked Zilong's hair. "Miss, touch it and see. It's only been a long time since I last saw Zilong. Zilong's hair is so shiny and slippery. It seems that Niu Youqing is the right one to raise him." people."
Wen Xin couldn't help but stretched out her hand and touched it, and found that it was indeed much smoother and quite fluffy.
Song Pingping looked around and said, "Just let Zilong sleep on the ground like this and raise him like a local dog? How dirty. Also, that guy is too arrogant. He doesn't need to be locked up in an iron cage when he runs out to play. What if he runs away?"
Wen Xin was silent and continued stroking Zilong's hair, "Isn't this good? You don't need to shut it down, so you can just fall asleep. Zilong doesn't like being shut up, and he can get along with Zilong better than us. "
At this time, footsteps were heard outside, and the three of them looked back together.
Yu Qing's figure appeared, and he was obviously a little surprised when he saw the door open. When he saw the three people inside, he was stunned. He didn't expect that they had arrived just after he had been out for a while, and he quickly stepped inside.
The three women inside also stood up one after another. Wen Xin suddenly realized that she was still holding a piece of paper in her hand, and it was the scratch paper that the man used to practice calligraphy in his bedroom. She blushed and quickly moved the hand holding the scratch paper. Hidden behind his back, he balled up his hand with one hand three times or two, hiding it in the palm of his hand and covering it in his sleeve.
This sneaky behavior made her heart beat faster and Xia Fei's cheeks reddened.
"Third Miss." Yu Qing quickly came over to salute, and bowed to Song Pingping and Xiao Hong. He also glanced at Zilong who was still sleeping, and murmured in his heart, this little kid can really sleep, and he slept for a whole afternoon. Not awake yet.
Naturally, he didn't know how hard Zilong had been from yesterday to now. Not only was he not eating well, but he was also noisy and noisy all the time. He was already exhausted. It would be strange if he didn't have a good sleep after eating and drinking this time.
Song Pingping asked, "Don't you know the value of a spiritual pet? Can you just throw it away and run away? If something happens to it, can you afford to take responsibility?"
