Make a lot of money!I got rich in the year of famine

Chapter 54
A cold light flashed in Su Jing's eyes, and said lightly: "It's light!"

The wine in Shao Wenhong's mouth almost squirted, "Don't worry, I used medicine, this time it will be useless and it will be useless, in fact, the horse is just too fast, accidentally hurt the fish in the pond, and caused your nose to bleed when you were hit. As for killing them all?"

The cold light in Su Jing's eyes became even stronger, "I heard that this person has done many evil things in this place. Isn't it a good thing that I can eliminate this evil not only for myself but also for the people of this place?"

Shao Wenhong was stunned, wanting to say something, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then turned off again.

All right!Anyway, his old man is always right, crooked reasoning is also right, and right is even more truth.

He was obviously annoyed, yet he still came up with such a high-sounding reason.

Su Jing didn't mind what he thought, brought over the package of dried bamboo shoots, he ate elegantly, even if he didn't have chopsticks and grabbed it with his hands, he could eat like a royal banquet.

Xing'er came back with the teacup in her hand, and just as she stood on the steps, a slender hand stretched out, "I'll send it in!"

Xing'er hesitated and didn't let go, "Either...or I'll go!"

Bizhu glared and said sharply: "If the master goes out, you will naturally serve him, but in this bedroom, we are our errands. What's wrong, you even want to steal our errands?"

Xing'er was terrified, "Of course not, then there will be sister Lao."

Hongxiang was satisfied and was about to take it.

"Xing'er, what are you doing outside? Why don't you bring the tea in quickly?"

"Master Shao, the little one is here." Xing'er gained confidence, and immediately withdrew her hand, her face turned cold, "You two sisters, please get out of the way!"

Although the two were reluctant, they did not dare to object.

This Shao Wenhong claimed to be the exclusive doctor of the Su family, but the young master regarded him as a friend, and his status should not be underestimated.

Xing'er went in holding the tea with a smile. The two people inside had finished eating, and there were only a few empty oil paper bags left on the small coffee table.

Moving back to the main hall to have tea, seeing the green tea color inside, Su Jing couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "I never thought such a small place would have such good tea."

Shao Wenhong took a sip and shook his head slightly, "It's just that the skill of frying the tea is a bit poor, I think the farmers made it themselves."

Su Jing only put down the tea cup after eating half a cup of tea.

Xing'er immediately told his master everything he had discovered.

"The little girl who bumped into you that day was just an ordinary peasant girl. She searched a lot of places before she found out. Her mother hanged herself for stealing someone. Her father refused to collect the body, and the father and daughter had a big quarrel. In a fight, she took her sister and left home in a fit of anger, and went to a remote place to make a living on her own."

Shao Wenhong shook his head, "Although it is violent, it is also unfilial. A girl will quarrel with her father before she is married and disobey her father's wishes. She will not bring trouble to her husband's family when she gets married in the future. It is inappropriate!"

Xing'er glanced at him, then quickly lowered his eyes, thinking to himself: This Master Shao looks free and unrestrained, but is actually rigid and conservative.

Su Jing, however, had a different opinion, "If my father has persecuted me, why can't I resist? Do I have to be grateful and accept everything, whether it is beating or selling, I have to obey? Hmph! If it was me, I would also resist Let’s go!”

The corners of Shao Wenhong's eyes twitched, did he mean the little girl, or himself!

He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "Okay, it's all your fault. Are you the most reasonable?"

Su Jing pinched him with the corner of her eye, "It's good that you know."

"Pfft!" Shao Wenhong still sprayed.

Su Jing stepped back in disgust, "Are you going to the temple fair tomorrow?"

"Either today or tomorrow, why, you want to go too? But your body... I'm afraid you can't walk the mountain road?"

"Then let the sedan chair carry it, what's the difficulty?"

Mr. Su is weak and wants to go to the temple to worship the gods and Buddhas in order to get rid of the disease as soon as possible.

So the next day, they sent someone to use a small sedan chair to lift the master up the mountain with a flicker.

Shao Wenhong despised him quite a bit, look, there was a soft sedan chair in front of them and behind them, with a maidservant or mother-in-law beside them, the lady sitting in it must be a boudoir lady who went out to play.

"Ahem! Is it almost there?" Su Jing's dull voice came through the curtain.

The house manager on the other side gasped for breath, and then replied respectfully: "There is still about a mile, the terrain will be flat now, if not, sir, come down for a walk?"

Xing'er glared at him immediately, "Young master coughed in the middle of the night yesterday, it's just right, you let him blow it? What if it gets serious?"

The house manager also stared back at him, "You little kid, what do you know? The most important thing when entering a temple to offer incense is sincerity. The more sincere you are, the more spiritual you will be."

"Okay, I'll just come down and go." Su Jing was also bored, especially when she heard the noisy people outside, she was as anxious as a cat scratching her head.

The sedan chair stopped by the side of the road, Xing'er opened the curtain, and helped him get off the sedan chair, "Sir, slow down, and put on some clothes? There is wind on the mountain."

The housekeeper came over holding a snow-white satin cloak, "Master, please put it on!"

The white color and his striking appearance made everyone who passed by him stare at him.

The little girls and wives all blushed.

The slightly older women admired and sighed while admiring the young man. He was good-looking, but his complexion was too white. Looking at his pale face, he must be weak and would be blown down by a strong wind. What a pity.

Men either despise his weak figure, or envy his outfit, and of course some are jealous of his appearance.

Su Jing didn't care about these gazes. Only by smelling the fresh air in the mountains and listening to the noisy and simple voices of the villagers, could he feel what it meant to be alive.

"How do you feel, Young Master? If you can't walk anymore, go back to the sedan chair and rest." Xing'er was afraid that he wouldn't be able to walk.

Just as they were talking, they saw an old woman with gray hair walking past them in high spirits with a basket on her arm.

Shao Wenhong was walking a few steps ahead, and happened to turn his head to see this scene, and said, some things may come true if they are pretended.

Su Jing glanced at a place under the mountain, and suddenly supported Xing'er to bend over and coughed violently.

"Son!"

"male……"

"Nothing, nothing!" Shao Wenhong walked over calmly, took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve, poured out a brown pill, "Take this."

The room manager hurriedly ordered someone to bring water and serve the master to take medicine.

Xing'er gave him the best of luck again, and managed to slow down.

Su Jing waved his hands with a pale face, "It's okay, my son and Master Shao walk slowly, you follow behind."

"Yes!" Although Xing'er was worried, he didn't dare to hesitate, the master always said one thing and never liked to be entangled, he found it annoying.

The two of them broke away from the crowd and walked up the mountain side by side, but if you look closely, you will find that Shao Wenhong is always one step behind him.

"Are they following?" Shao Wenhong asked.

Su Jing looked at the path up the mountain, and there are quite a few people today, "Yeah!"

"Alas! How long will Master keep pretending?"

"..."

"Then the Meng family, is the master still going?"

Su Jing still didn't respond.

Shao Wenhong had no choice but to mutter to himself, "I heard that Mengdai Mountain has put a lot of thought into it. Even the garden has been renovated. If you don't go, aren't you just making fun of others?"

(End of this chapter)