Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 424 Inexplicable hostility

Shen Hechi was ignored, but he was not angry. He bowed and left.

"Bu Jiu, do you feel that the boy looks a little uncomfortable?"

In the room, Kong Mingxue suddenly said something.

"Yes." Meng Bujiu opened his eyes and uttered a word.

His eyes were dark.

I don’t know what I’m thinking.

"He looks to be only eleven or twelve years old. He lives with us, so he must be a student. If he is a student at this age, he must be well educated."

Kong Mingxue said again.

"No, he is a scholar." Meng Bujiu's face turned slightly pale.

"What? Scholar? How do you know?" These words were like thunder in a clear sky, and Kong Mingxue jumped up from the bed.

A scholar of eleven or twelve years old?

He is simply a child prodigy.

"Did you notice his attire? It's the fashion for Jiangnan scholars to wear white jade rings and waist ropes. This is rarely seen in our Qixi County. Listen to his accent. Although it's similar to ours, the ending tone is a little bit up. It's obvious that he has the accent of some place in Jiangnan. I'm afraid he didn't come here to study. He might have come here for my father."

My maternal grandfather was a juren, and my biological father was a county magistrate.

My mother is also well-versed in poetry and books.

How could Meng Bujiu be stupid?

The reason he was so carefree before was simply because he was tired of studying.

He was actually very intelligent.

"Bujiu is right. What should we do? How do we get along with him in the future?" Kong Mingxue looked at him in confusion.

"Just wait and see what happens. Just treat each other like classmates. There's no need to be intimate."

A dark light flashed in Meng Bujiu's eyes.

His expression looked somewhat unfathomable.

"Okay, I understand. Should I tell Uncle Meng about this?" Kong Mingxue's face showed a hint of anxiety.

I was afraid that Meng Zhili was being plotted against by Shen Hechi.

"No need. My father was in school the past two days, but my grandfather didn't allow me to go home when he was in school, so I didn't see him. But the servant came to tell me. Besides, I was a little worried about Xiao Fubao."

Mention Fubao.

Meng Bujiu's facial features finally softened a little.

His eyes seemed to contain a pool of spring water.

"What's wrong with Fubao?" Kong Ming knew nothing.

He got out of bed.

Face to face with Meng Bujiu, the two were only a fist's distance apart.

Seems a bit ambiguous.

"Stay away. The servants said that Fubao was hit on the forehead by someone in the school. It seems to be quite serious. His forehead is red and swollen. I plan to sneak out of the school after listening to the teacher's lecture this afternoon to see Fubao. Do you want to go?"

Meng Bujiu pushed Kong Mingxue away with disdain.

"What? Fubao was hit by someone? Who is so blind? Why didn't I hear Tongmu mention this?" Kong Mingxue became more and more anxious.

"He is probably not in the room. Fubao left after delivering the clothes. Do you want to go? If you don't go, I will go out alone." Meng Bujiu said again.

"Yes, of course I will go. Fubao is my sister. If she gets into trouble, of course I will go. Damn it, if I find out who bumped into her, I will make him pay! By the way, why don't you call me Tongmu?" Kong Mingxue cursed.

Fortunately, the Master is not here.

Otherwise you'll get hit on the hands a few times.

"No, she's not your sister. Wait until you pass the imperial examination. Don't shout at Tongmu. If he knows, those guys should know too. If there are many people who slip out, they will definitely be caught. Let's go. Okay, you take a rest. I'll go home. Granny Rong has a prescription. I used it when I was a child. I'm going to bring it to Fubao this afternoon."

After saying that, Meng Bujiu stood up and left.

"This boy, why did he suddenly become stupid? Why didn't Grandma Rong give the prescription to Fubao? This trip of yours is in vain!" Kong Mingxue couldn't stop shouting.

He complained quietly.

Then he lay down on the bed and continued to sleep.

However, I couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard I tried.

In my mind, there was Jiang Fubao, whose head was covered in blood.

He was extremely worried.

I can't wait to slip away now.

But the teacher in the afternoon was particularly strict.

If he hadn't gone to the lecture, his hands would probably have been beaten until they were swollen like pig's trotters.

The teacher in the school doesn’t care whether you are a student or a scholar.

If you don't listen, you will be beaten.

Unable to sleep, Kong Mingxue simply sat at the table and read.

He must pass the examination and become a scholar this year.

Fubao will definitely become his sister.

Thinking of this, motivation came instantly.

On the other side, in Dong's residence, Meng Bujiu tiptoed and slipped outside Grandma Rong's house.

The door was not closed, so he quickly slipped in.

The servants and maids who were cleaning the house pretended not to see him.

Meng Bujiu thought he was hiding very secretly.

"Grandma Rong, do you still have the recipe you used on me before? It was the black thing you applied to me when I bumped into a pillar when I was a kid."

Granny Rong was sewing clothes at the table.

Meng Bujiu said anxiously.

The voice was kept very low.

He was afraid that the servants outside would hear him and complain to his grandfather.

"Bu Jiu? Why are you back? Be careful that your grandfather sees you, or he will scold you. What do you want the prescription for? What? Where are you injured? Did you hit the pillar again?"

Granny Rong put down the clothes and needlework in her hands.

He looked Meng Bujiu up and down.

He was not seen to be injured anywhere.

"It's not me, it's Fubao!" Meng Bujiu explained quickly.

"Oh, child, you scared me. Fubao, she..." Granny Rong stopped talking halfway.

I saw her eyes roll around and she immediately changed her tone.

"Okay, I'll get it for you right away." Grandma Rong stood up, walked to the small cabinet beside the bed, took out a palm-sized black jar from it, and handed it to Meng Bujiu.

"Here, use it to apply it on Fubao's forehead." Grandma Rong tried not to laugh.

Watched Meng Bujiu leave.

After a while, she went to Dong Wei's study with tea and cakes.

"Master, what do you think, Bujiu and Fubao..." She did not explain.

But Dong Wei understood it immediately.

"There is a big age gap between these two children, but if it works out, I will be happy. I watched Fubao grow up. No matter who she marries in the future, or who she finds a son-in-law, I will be very uncomfortable and worried. After all, she is my grandson. Although she is a little naughty, it is good for Fubao.

It's a pity that Fubao is still too young, and Bujiu is already seventeen. If we wait until Fubao grows up, I'm afraid Zhili and Yuan'er won't be able to wait. Besides, Fubao only thinks of Bujiu as her brother. She is so young, how can she understand affection and love? Let's not mention this matter in the future, just let it go."

Dong Wei sighed.

He picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

The tea is not hot.

Over the years, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, the tea that Granny Rong brought him was always delicious.

Never went wrong.

"What a pity! The two children are suitable, but the age difference is too big. Oh, Bujiu was so concerned about Fubao just now and even specially came from..." Granny Rong quickly shut her mouth halfway through her words.

Oops.

She let the cat out of the bag.