I have ten trillion licking dog gold

A small restaurant serving dishes near Chunqiu Huafu.

Two meat dishes and one vegetable dish were laid out in front of the martial arts master, who was taken out for a stroll after school.

Two people.

Three bowls of food.

The dishes were one or two more servings than people, which was quite standard.

"Where is Sister Shurui?"

The Martial Saint didn't look down on him at all; he was originally a child from the countryside.

"work overtime."

"Where is Sister Liuli?"

"I went to help the dragon overcome its tribulation."

"What?"

The Martial Saint was shocked, and almost shoved the rice ball into his nose with his chopsticks.

You probably won't see her for the next few days.

Jiang Chen calmly chewed the braised pork; it tasted pretty good.

Cooking is too much trouble. It's just him and Wu Sheng, so they'll definitely do whatever's simple.

"Brother, what did you say Liuli went to do? Help the dragon overcome its tribulation?"

"Any questions?"

"..."

The Martial Saint shuddered again.

What's the problem?
leave!
Could it be that his brother lost his mind after arguing with Sister Shurui last night?

That's right!

He heard a noise!

The so-called overtime work is definitely an excuse; the two of them are probably still arguing!
"Brother, do dragons exist in this world?"

This is not an inquiry, this is a reminder.

Jiang Chen, holding his chopsticks, said slowly and deliberately, "Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

"have you seen?"

"No."

The Martial Saint was stunned.

That's nonsense.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask your sister; she knows."

Seeing the other party's serious demeanor, the Martial Saint gradually became somewhat skeptical.

He went to his older sister to ask her about this kind of thing, but she probably wouldn't pay any attention to him.

"Brother, why don't you ask Sister Liuli to film a video so I can see something amazing?"

"Her phone is out of service and we can't reach her."

"real or fake?"

The Martial Saint was surprised, then put down his chopsticks and said, "I'll give it a try."

He immediately took out his phone and called Liuli directly, and as expected, he received a message that the dialed user was not in the service area.

What era is it?

His village now has 5G network access.

What kind of places have no signal?

"Holy crap, is Sister Liuli really going to exorcise demons and protect the righteous path?"

Jiang Chen tapped the bowl with his chopsticks, urging the boy to calm down, "Eat."

Needless to say.

The Taoist nun would never have thought of this.

It could only have been taught by a fellow disciple.

Wu Sheng put away his phone, picked up his chopsticks again, and whispered, "Brother, I've known for a long time that this world isn't that simple. I heard Wu Guangjiang say that when my sister was born, birds from all around ten miles away inexplicably flew over and circled around the roof of my house."

Although he had only met Lan Peizhi's parents once, Jiang Chen still remembered them.

Lan's mother is a traditional and pure rural woman, hardworking, simple and kind.

And Lan Peizhi's father.

That's a bit over the top.

When were you born?

The Martial Saint said sullenly, "When I was born... it seems like nothing happened."

"That can't be right. If there weren't some unusual signs, would your dad dare to give you such a name?"

"He said that the day before I was born, he dreamed that Guan Yu appeared to him in his dream. I know he was just making it up."

Jiang Chen smiled.

"That's right, brother."

The Martial Saint suddenly remembered something, "There's something I need to tell you."

"What."

Jiang Chen picked up some food, seemingly indifferent.

"About Mei."

Jiang Chen looked up. "Didn't I tell you to keep your distance from her?"

"It's not my fault. She contacted me. I didn't want to talk to her, but she seemed to have encountered something bad. She sounded quite pitiful. Bro, as men, we can't be too heartless, can we?"

This kid's eloquence has improved day by day, leaving Jiang Chen speechless.

"Something bad?"

"Hmm!"

The Martial Saint nodded. "She didn't say it directly, but I sensed it. She was very depressed, something she'd never done before."

Jiang Chen remained silent.

Not right.

If something really happens, it should be a happy occasion.

The royal family and the Fujiwara family are about to have their wedding.

When her brother gets married, as his sister, even if she's unhappy, she shouldn't be too sad.

He had met the Japanese princess quite a few times, and to be honest, she was the only Japanese person he hadn't viewed with prejudice.

That's right.

Even Fujiwara Reiki.

Because of the other party's nationality.

Mr. Jiang has always been prejudiced.

"Show me your chat history."

For some reason, Jiang Chen felt uneasy, without any explanation or cause.

"Brother... this... isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"You didn't actually flirt with that young girl, did you?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

The Martial Saint quickly shook his head, stopped arguing, and immediately took out his phone to prove his innocence.

“I’m very careful when I talk to her, bro. I’m not the kind of person who doesn’t know what’s good for me. She’s a princess in her own little world, I know that.”

Jiang Chen took the phone and, without any shame, began to look through the chat history between a middle school student and an elementary school student.

Is this all?

"Of course!"

The Martial Saint said firmly, "If you don't believe me, look at the time above. I haven't deleted a single message since the first chat."

The conversation between the two was indeed very serious, yet also childlike, and even overflowed with a warm and beautiful feeling.

The Martial Saint introduced the other party to interesting stories and anecdotes about the countryside of China, even boasting about the fact that he owned a big dog, just like a caring older brother who would make his younger sister happy.

Even if the Japanese Imperial Family were to discover their chat history one day, they would find no fault with it.

"Brother, I wasn't lying, was I? Has she run into some trouble?"

Actually, the two didn't chat very frequently, usually only once every week or two, so the chat history isn't very long.

Jiang Chen returned the phone.

Why don't you ask her?

The last time the two children chatted was indeed today. Through the messages Mei sent, you could definitely feel her low spirits. For example, when Wu Sheng suggested that they secretly find some time to video chat that night, she didn't reply.

Look at their records.

In every previous chat, Wu Sheng would take the initiative to end it, either by making an excuse or by simply disappearing.

“I already know she must have encountered something bad, why would I ask her? That would be like rubbing salt into the wound. Besides, it would be pointless to ask. Although she is young, she is very principled and mature. If she doesn’t want to talk about something, asking her won’t help.”

This kid.

They really have a whole set of strategies.

But don't say it.

Based on his feelings about the little girl, this kid's judgment was consistent with his.

"Brother, I was just joking when I mentioned video calling at the end. I only said that because I sensed she was in a bad mood, just to lighten the mood. Don't misunderstand."

The Martial Saint took the initiative to explain the statement.

Jiang Chen remained noncommittal. "Eat your meal, then go back and do your homework. From now on, you're not allowed to bring your phone to school."

The Martial Saint was stunned, then indignant.

"Brother, that's not fair of you!"

When I returned to my room after tutoring Wu Sheng, it was already nine o'clock. I opened the bedroom door and saw that Boss Jiang had a smile on his face.

"came back."

Really.

They may have argued, but how could they not go home?

Upon returning, Li Shurui, who seemed to have work to do, looked away from her laptop.

"Where did you go?"

"He's tutoring the Martial Saint with his homework."

Tsk.

He suddenly became so responsible.

"You've had a hard time." "Not as hard as you."

Jiang Chen walked over and put his hand on his girlfriend's shoulder. "Still busy."

"If you're tired, you should rest first."

Li Shurui said she would continue to immerse herself in her work.

Are you still angry?
Ugh.

Today, I originally planned to ask Shi Qianqian to mediate, but things didn't go as planned.

"I'll take a shower first."

Jiang Chen remained patient and calm. He turned around, grabbed his pajamas, and went into the bathroom.

"Shh-"

Hot water poured down his head, and unlike his gentleness towards Li Shurui, Jiang Chen rubbed his face, his brows unconsciously furrowing slightly.

The unease that began with eating has lingered in his mind ever since, and it hasn't dissipated.

It must be related to that vixen Fujiwara no Reiki.

There is no reason.

Men also have intuition.

However, he couldn't just call and question them directly. They were preparing for their wedding, and if he kept bothering them, they might misunderstand and think he was trying to sabotage things.

After taking a shower, Li Shurui was still sitting in front of the computer, completely absorbed in her work. Boss Jiang, wrapped in his pajamas, to avoid disturbing her, walked to the window and made a call to the Japanese side.

Everything turned out normally, and nothing happened.

However, the strange feeling did not disappear; on the contrary, it became even stronger.

Jiang Chen put down his phone and gazed at the quiet night outside the window.

"What are you looking at?"

He wasn't pretending to be profound; he didn't even notice Li Shurui walking over.

"Is the work done?"

"Ah."

It's okay to have disagreements, but the silent treatment is not advisable.

When speaking to those close to you, never say anything in anger, never say anything ironic, and never remain silent.

"I called Sister Fang Qing this afternoon."

"what?"

Jiang Chen was taken aback.

Li Shurui glanced at him, "What 'huh'?"

Why were you on the phone with her?

"Why can't I call her?"

What did you say to her?

"What do you think."

"Let me tell you, this was my own decision..."

Ultimately, he was just feeling guilty.

This is a good thing.

At least it proves that they know shame.

Li Shurui smiled, "Oh, I thought this was the result of your discussion with Sister Fang Qing."

"Shurui, I owe Fang Qing so much."

Someone spoke earnestly.

"You mean you only feel indebted to Sister Fang Qing? If Sister Fang Qing finds out, you'll be in big trouble."

Someone gave a wry smile.

Li Shurui looked out the window.

"I just want Sister Fang Qing to return to Donghai as soon as possible." Before the other party could speak, she continued, "There are some legal disputes that need Sister Fang Qing's intervention."

So you were just kidding yourself?
Jiang Chen immediately seized the opportunity to grab his girlfriend's hand, preparing to flatter her, "I knew it, you..."

"Snapped!"

Li Shurui slapped his hand away, completely unmoved.

"What are you planning to do about Sister Sisi?"

Now that we've already crossed the line, we might as well have an open and honest discussion.

We always have to talk about it.

"You owe Fang Qing, but what about you and Qianqian?"

Li Shurui's tone was calm and peaceful, just like the night outside.

"Shi Xixi and I are people she owes me."

Jiang Chen said calmly.

Li Shurui didn't smile, and asked succinctly, "Is there a difference?"

Jiang Chen immediately fell silent.

Yes,

Between men and women, who owes whom is the same thing.

Li Shurui took a deep breath, raised her hand, and pinched her brow. It seemed that working overtime until now was less tiring than chatting for just a few minutes.

The topic did not expand further.

"I'm going to take a shower."

Li Shurui turned around and took the initiative to end the conversation.

Jiang Chen stood alone by the window, shrouded in the night, looking lonely and desolate.

When Li Shurui came out after taking a shower, she could no longer see anyone by the window, and the bedroom was empty.

Wearing a matte black silk satin nightgown, she naturally wouldn't be like someone foolishly going out to search room by room. First, she calmly spent more than ten minutes applying body lotion before picking up her phone and making a call.

"Where are the people?"

"I'll sleep in the guest room."

Comrade Jiang Chen is very sensible and considerate, but also quite pitiful.

"A self-torture trick?"

Li Shurui cut to the chase, "Come back."

Jiang Chen didn't pretend; his movements were swift and efficient, and in less than half a minute, the bedroom door was pushed open.

Li Shurui leaned against the headboard, her jet-black hair complementing her matte nightgown, exuding a cool and sexy aura.

Jiang Chen closed the door and walked over silently, showing a strong sense of guilt. Although he had climbed into bed, he kept a certain distance from his girlfriend to avoid adding fuel to the fire.

"Keep watching."

Li Shurui spoke.

"What are you looking at?"

Jiang Chen didn't understand.

"Old corpse in the mountain village."

"..."

Jiang Chen suddenly realized, but he still didn't understand why. Watching a movie requires a certain atmosphere and mood.

"Aren't you tired after a long day of work?"

"Just put it down."

Ok.

As a criminal, Jiang Chen certainly had no right to object, so he could only turn on the projector.

The boy who pretended to be calm but was actually terrified in front of the TV back then could never have imagined that he would have such a deep bond with Aunt Mei.

The progress bar jumps directly to the point where the two had a fight last night.

Jiang Chen leaned against the headboard, staring at the screen without looking to the side. His posture was straighter than a dead man's, and he truly did not touch a single hair on Li Shurui's head.

"Is that how you and Sister Fang Qing see it?"

A voice came from the side.

Just know.

It's definitely not that simple.

"Tell me. How did you and Sister Fang Qing revisit the story of the old corpse in the mountain village?"

Jiang Chen wisely pretended to be deaf and dumb.

No.

Weren't you quite brave yesterday?

"Did you take the initiative, or did Fang Qing take the initiative?"

Jiang Chen's forehead gradually darkened. Helpless, he could only say, "Shh... Can you give Aunt Mei some respect?"

Aunt Mei is busy killing sprees in the movie.

"Did you show Aunt Mei any respect?"

Li Shurui said calmly.

Jiang Chen was speechless, then simply pulled the blanket over himself and lay down, refusing to watch any longer.

"What's wrong?
Li Shurui asked the question knowing the answer, but still kept her eyes glued to the movie.

"A little sleepy."

Jiang Chen said sullenly.

"It's okay. When Fang Qing comes back, I'll ask her to let the three of us watch it together again."

Li Shurui is reasonable and understanding.

Jiang Chen was both amused and exasperated.

They're all devils.

"Want to know?"

Knowing he couldn't sleep, he suddenly sat up again, like a sick cat turning into a tiger, trying to pin Li Shurui down on the bed. But to his surprise, he ended up being the one pinned down.

"You need to accept the punishment."

Moved by being straddled, Jiang Chen endured the itching caused by strands of hair falling on his face and reached for the remote control.

Li Shurui looked down from above, her beauty and aloofness unmatched.

"Don't turn it off." (End of Chapter)