Dressed as cannon fodder, fake daughter, she worked hard

Chapter 262 Perfect to Weird

On March 25, the 28th year of Xinghong, Jiang Xian returned to Linyi in a carriage.

Today's Linyi is a bit lively, and the children in the street have an egg hanging on their chest, which looks funny and cute.

What kind of festival is it, but these have never had anything to do with Jiang Xian, she didn't pay much attention to it, and went back to the house directly.

But as soon as she entered the second door, she smelled a scent, and there were noises from the kitchen.

"Let you be a good old man, now it's alright—"

"It's not like you don't know what those people's noses look like."

Then Luo Gui's voice seemed aggrieved: "Then I didn't know they were so rude, they didn't even leave me a single sheet."

Then Wu Kewen was trying to persuade him: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, the girl may not be able to come back today."

Even when I came back, I never paid attention to these customs.

Hearing these voices, Jiang Xian stopped on the way to the study, and realized later that she really asked Wu Kewen and Luo Gui to stay here to take care of Xiao Huaijing.

Weidao always felt a little strange when he came back this time.

Immediately the wheels rolled towards Jiang Xian, and someone explained the situation to her just now: "The shopkeeper Luo's wife asked him to bring some summer cakes from home, but he was stopped by a neighbor halfway, and all the summer cakes were distributed out."

"The shopkeeper Luo's wife is annoyed that he didn't get things done, and Wu Langzhong is trying to persuade him to make peace."

"In the end Langzhong Wu bought rice noodles and eggs, and the wife of shopkeeper Luo directly came over and borrowed the kitchen to start cooking."

Jiang Xian turned his head.

Xiao Huaijing, who was sitting in a wheelchair, had a smile on his lips, and his posture was a little leisurely.

Xiao Huaijing's injury recovered well, but it was difficult for him to move around, so Wu Kewen got such a wheelchair.

Jiang Xian nodded.

She didn't care about these trivial matters, and the three of them in the kitchen weren't too noisy, so she walked towards the study.

There is a painting in the study room, which is "Zhuang Fu Yuan Lin Dwelling Picture" from the previous dynasty, which Jiang Xian got by chance.She went to Wendu County to hear some news, and planned to use the painting as a favor.

But she has never been interested in these things, and she doesn't know which bottom to put Lin Jutu in.

Jiang Xian rummaged through the study room, and used the key to unlock the lock of the unknown box.

A plethora of poems and paintings came into view, and she looked at each volume from the side, and finally found the one she wanted when there was a slight sound at the door of the study.

At this time, it had been three quarters of an hour since she came back.

Through the curtain and a door, Xiao Huaijing, who went back and forth, shouted at the door: "Miss Jiang, Miss Jiang—"

Seeing that she didn't respond, the man changed his address again: "Jiang Jiang—Xianxian—Xiao Xianxian—"

Neuropathy.

Jiang Xian opened the door of the study with a blank face: "If you have time, Wu Kewen will show you your mind."

Hearing her scolding him around the corner, Xiao Huaijing was not angry, but laughed until tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

Jiang Xian was really just mocking at first, but when he saw him like this, he thought seriously about Xiao Huaijing's mental state, so he wouldn't get hysteria.

She said impatiently, "Talk about something quickly."

Xiao Huaijing turned the cover of the porcelain dish in his hand, and signaled Jiang Xian to look here: "As entrusted by shopkeeper Luo, I will send summer cakes to Miss Jiang."

"Shopkeeper Luo's wife also said—" He cleared his throat, imitating Lin Qingniang's tone, "eat summer cakes, hang eggs, and hope that the girl will be happy and healthy this whole year and every year to come. "

"Oh, right."

Xiao Huaijing added: "Mr. Wu said that you should come back today at the latest. Today is Lixia. After delivering the summer cakes, shopkeeper Luo's wife will go back with shopkeeper Luo to celebrate Lixia.

——Seeing that you were busy, I didn't dare to disturb you, so I just asked me to help you take a leave. "

Jiang Xian was silent for a moment: "I see."

In fact, there is nothing false to report, Luo Gui's latest task is to take care of Xiao Huaijing.

Jiang Xian glanced at the person in front of him, and suddenly said: "You should let Ying Qi pick you up."

Although it is said that it takes a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones, but for a person like Xiao Huaijing who really cultivates his body for a hundred days, the sky around him can be overturned.

Mainly, she should stay in Linyi during this period of time, and she doesn't really want to see Xiao Huaijing.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Huaijing had no intention of leaving at all, and said pitifully, "You drive me away..."

"My leg has an old problem in the past, and now it's even worse..." His eyes seemed to be looking at a heartbroken man, and he said sadly, "You kicked me out half-crippled, isn't this going to put me in a corner? ?”

Jiang Xian: ...

She didn't want to talk nonsense, so she closed the door with a snap.

Xiao Huaijing didn't seem to feel that he was unwelcome, and a smiling voice came through a wooden door: "You don't want to eat summer cakes?"

"Don't eat."

Hearing this answer, Xiao Huaijing stared at the door for a moment, his eyes were a little dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Immediately, he closed and opened his eyes, and he resumed his previous appearance. He opened the lid leisurely, and ate summer cakes with relish while turning the wheel.

The outer layer is crispy, but the inside is soft and elastic, with a moderate salty fragrance and not greasy.

Shopkeeper Luo's daughter-in-law is really good at craftsmanship.

Xiao Huaijing slowly bit the cake, and slowly turned back to the guest room.

……

Luo Gui went home for Lixia, and didn't come over from home until the end of Youshi.

Jiang Xian called him over and took out "Zhuang Fu Yuan Lin Dwelling Map": "The eighth day of next month is the 50th birthday of Wendu county magistrate, so you can give this to him when the time comes."

The painting has been properly packaged, Luo Gui took it and accepted it.

After hesitating for a while, Luo Gui scratched his head and asked with some embarrassment: "My wife asked me to ask the girl if she eats summer pancakes, but is it still to your liking?"

The summer cakes brought by Xiao Huaijing were not delivered to Jiang Xian, but there were still in the kitchen, and Jiang Xian tasted some.

But she never knew how to praise enthusiastically, so she just nodded coldly.

She added a moment later: "...very good."

Luo Gui cheered up, waved his hands and said, "My daughter-in-law is afraid that the girl won't be used to it, and it's not something expensive, but it just happens to be a festival, and she heard Wu Langzhong say that you should come back today, so she insisted on getting some for you to taste." taste."

Jiang Xian gave a "hmm", explained some matters, and went out alone.

In the guest room at the other end, a figure also quietly entered.

Ying Qi cupped her fists: "Master."

Xiao Huaijing played with the candle, and put the paper on which he had just practiced calligraphy on the candle flame, and soon there was only a pile of ashes left on his fingertips, and the tongue of flame even burned to his hands along the paper.

He didn't care about the temperature enough to burn his hands, he didn't care about Ying Qi's uninvited visit, and he didn't even say a word.

Ying Qi hesitated, took a deep breath: "Master, how long do you plan to stay here?"

Xiao Huaijing's expression was unclear, and his voice was very soft: "Ying Qi."

"You have made meritorious service this time, and you should be rewarded—"

"But it's not going to be on my head, is it?"

His tone was flickering like candlelight, Ying Qi clenched his fists, half-kneeled, and said in a deep voice, "I dare not."

"This subordinate just...doesn't understand why you want to waste time here."

It is clear that even if he was seriously injured in the past, the master would not give him any extra rest time.

Hearing this, Xiao Huaijing smiled briskly: "Don't you feel comfortable here? Anyway, they think I'm dead, so why can't I be comfortable for a few days."

Ying Qi said: "They won't believe it if they haven't seen the master's... corpse."

Xiao Huaijing said casually: "If you don't believe it, then don't believe it."

As the saying goes, good people don't live long, but evil people last for thousands of years.A scourge like him shouldn't have died prematurely.

Some people did not go to hell, how could he be willing to go to hell.

He suddenly felt bored, and lost interest: "If it's just this matter, don't come here in the future."

Ying Qi pursed her lips tightly: "...the subordinate has been puzzled by a question for a long time, but I just don't know whether to ask it or not."

"Oh." Xiao Huai wasn't very interested, "Then don't ask."

Shadow Seven: ...

He still couldn't help but say, "Master, is it because of Miss Jiang that you insist on staying here?"

"Ok?"

Xiao Huaijing became interested: "Tell me what you think."

Ying Qi organized the language: "Ms. Jiang is indeed beautiful and beautiful. What's more rare is that she is resourceful and decisive. Compared with most men, she is even worse..."

"But my subordinates have watched her coldly all these years, but she is indifferent. If the master has other ideas..."

Xiao Huaijing was a little speechless.

I thought that my wooden subordinate could find something.

He chuckled lightly and didn't answer, but Ying Qi caught a glimpse of something in his nonchalant attitude, and suddenly stopped talking.

Also.

How can politicians who have endured years of deliberate deliberation and every step of the way could easily fall and indulge in private emotions.

The master insisted on staying here, there must be other important things.

Ying Qi didn't say any more, came quietly, and then walked lightly.

Xiao Huaijing looked at the direction in which Ying Qi was leaving, and slowly rolled the wheel, wanting to go out to enjoy the moon.

The crescent moon on 27 is very dark, but it looks radiant in the extremely dark dark blue sky.

He sighed, thinking of Ying Qi's words, he felt a little funny again.

It has been... four years since I first met Jiang Xian.

In the past four years, although the thin little girl at that time was taller than the average adult woman, and she was very beautiful, she was still a little girl after all.

He wouldn't be so inhuman.

At this time, Xiao Huaijing was very confident. He never thought that in the near future, he would become a model of "humanity".

What Xiao Huaijing is thinking now is that he has investigated Jiang Xian's background many times over the years, and the results he got are all the same ordinary.

But the problem lies in Jiang Xian's ordinary background.

More than a year ago, he just tried to throw an olive branch to Jiang Xian, but then Jiang Xian used his actions to give him the answer sheet... It was really too perfect.

If he was of the same age, he would probably praise her for being amazingly talented, and rejoice that he and her are not in an antagonistic relationship.

but not.

Jiang Xian is just an ordinary country girl, her parents died early, her uncles and aunts don't want to see her, and she has never even studied.

This is so weird that it cannot be explained by talent.

These days Xiao Huaijing was always wandering around Jiang Xian's house, and he even went in quietly to the study room, but still found nothing.

But think about it.

If there is something important, how could Jiang Xian allow him to live here.

After all, this girl doesn't have the principle of "employing people without suspicion, doubting people without using them". She has always trusted half of people and kept half of her mind.

The moon climbed higher and higher, Xiao Huaijing raised his head and looked up, the faint moonlight could not withstand the thick blackness of the night, and there was a gloomy silence in his breath, he rolled the wheelchair slowly, and arrived in the yard unconsciously.

After realizing that he had passed his head, Xiao Huaijing was about to leave, but he saw a shadow walking towards him in the dark, his steps were a little staggering.

(End of this chapter)