The stolen magic is a bit magical

Chapter 157 Brother Doesn’t Drink Tea in the Morning

"Brother, you...you can sneak away!" Yixiang shivered a little.

"No way? I sneaked out so early in the morning, which makes me look guilty. We didn't do anything shameful, did we?"

Yi Xiang's face turned even redder: "Then if my mother...if she says something unpleasant, you...you don't have to bother with her."

"What's there to worry about with words? He's an old man!" Lin Xiaosu stood up and asked, "Will you move the carrying pole?"

"It shouldn't be like that! I'll explain it to Mom..."

She hurried down the bamboo house, pushed open the kitchen door, and saw her mother inside. Yixiang began to explain: "Mom, you're up? You're in such bad shape..."

Amma slowly raised her eyes and looked behind Yixiang through her shoulder.

Yixiang's heart rate was at least 180...

"Auntie, hello!"

"Okay!" Grandma's face relaxed miraculously. "Sit in the yard. I'll make breakfast for you."

His expression was absolutely calm and his tone was very humble.

"No need, mother!" Yixiang said, "Brother is leaving."

Grandma's face darkened slightly: "You are such an ignorant child. People have come all the way here to visit us, how can you leave without having breakfast?"

Yi Xiang said, "Really, no need, Mom, my brother's flight is almost here."

Lin Xiaosu's heart skipped a beat...

Grandma's eyes turned slightly: "You really don't want to eat breakfast?"

Yi Xiang nodded gently: "Mom, you eat by yourself, I'll take him back."

She walked past Grandma, arrived at the courtyard outside, and pushed out her scooter: "Let's go, Brother."

Grandma called from behind, "Wait a minute, have a cup of tea before you go."

"No... Brother doesn't drink tea in the morning..."

Lin Xiaosu smiled and said, "Yixiang, let me ride...Auntie, goodbye!"

He rode the bike and Yixiang sat behind him. When they were leaving the courtyard, the little white cat, Xiaohu, jumped down from the courtyard wall and landed on Yixiang's shoulder. The two of them rode in the bike, drove out of the thousand-year-old Miao village, and went along the winding mountain road.

When turning, Lin Xiaosu looked through the rearview mirror and caught sight of her mother standing by Yixiang's courtyard.

There was a complicated meaning in my mother's eyes.

After turning this bend, the Miao village is blocked by mountains.

Lin Xiaosu smiled softly: "If I stay to eat this meal and drink this cup of tea, will your mother really put a curse on me?"

The voice was very light and was carried into Yixiang's ears behind her by the wind.

Yixiang's body suddenly stiffened.

The wind whistled past her ears, and the familiar scenery passed by her eyes. She seemed a little dazed. After a long time, she sighed softly: "Brother, sometimes, I hate your sensitivity."

This sentence shows an ironclad fact.

If Lin Xiaosu stayed for breakfast, or at least just had a cup of tea, her mother would put a curse on him.

Today, her mother was gentler than ever before.

But what she was going to do was so decisive.

And Yixiang, on behalf of Lin Xiaosu, rejected her mother's hospitality, which seemed completely inhumane, but in fact, it was a protection for him.

If Lin Xiaosu was a little slower, he wouldn't realize this.

Unfortunately, he was still too shrewd.

Just from one anomaly, he inferred that this taboo was happening.

"why?"

Yi Xiang said, "On the first day my brother came, I asked you how much you knew about the Miao people. Do you remember?"

"I really don't understand."

Yi Xiang said: "A Miao girl's bamboo house is basically equivalent to her bed..."

Just one sentence made Lin Xiaosu's heart surge with emotion.

A Miao girl’s bamboo house is equivalent to her bed.

Going upstairs meant going into her bed.

This... How should I know this? You don't even tell me!

So, in the mother's mind, he and Yixiang are already together. This aunt is also a poor person. One of her two daughters has been ruined by a heartless man. The pain in her heart has continued to this day. Now her youngest daughter is on this path of no return again. What can she do?
The only way is to use Gu Dao to keep this man.

Don't let my little daughter make the same mistake.

This is the meaning of my mother making breakfast today. After being blocked by Yixiang with "the plane is about to take off", she still didn't give up and planned to send a cup of tea...

"I... I was just concentrating on exploring the clues of the case and didn't think too much about it!" Lin Xiaosu said: "It seems that I have caused you a lot of trouble."

This is the truth.

Going to her bamboo house at that time was actually an investigative part of the case.

I really didn't have this idea at the beginning.

The second time he entered the bamboo building was to analyze the serious case with her and form a true alliance. He had no time to consider whether entering the bamboo building was appropriate.

The third time was after they experienced the battle of "friendship" and after "hugging each other while traveling" became the norm. Yixiang took the initiative to let him go to the bamboo house to rest, but he didn't care at all. Compared to hugging, what was the viewing platform on the bamboo house?

However, customs vary from place to place, and a Miao girl's bamboo house is equivalent to her bed.

It starts to be built when people reach adulthood and will be demolished after they get married.

This was also the fundamental reason why her father burned down her sister's bamboo house after her sister died...

"It's nothing. I can't get married anyway." Yixiang said softly.

"Not really?" Lin Xiaosu was surprised.

"The brother I like is leaving. I asked him if he would come back, but he didn't want to answer. It seems that he doesn't want to come back. My brother is gone, who should I marry?" The voice was very resentful, very desolate, and very light, but it also carried a bit of impulse...

This was the first time she spoke out.

On the way to see him off, Yixiang was in a state of confusion.

The girl's modesty did not support her saying this.

But, my brother is leaving soon, if I don’t tell him now, I will never have another chance…

She didn't want to miss this opportunity, and didn't want to regret it every day in the future...

After she said this, she felt very uneasy, with some regret and some anticipation...

The motorcycle suddenly slowed down.

Slowly drive to the roadside ahead and slowly stop.

Yixiang slowly raised her head, and Lin Xiaosu in front of her turned back...

"Brother, this is the Miao people's wife-waiting tower." Yixiang avoided his eyes.

"Husband-watching platform?"

"Well, many Miao women are like my sister. They walked a distance with their brothers, and then looked to the north day and night, hoping that the man who brought color to their lives would return to them one day."

Lin Xiaosu said: "It's possible...it's possible that the person they are waiting for is not worth waiting for."

"Yes, it could be hurt, it could be eternal sorrow, but sometimes, there are things in this world that make people forget the lessons, ignore the consequences, and only remember the moment when the flowers bloomed at midnight."

"Yixiang, you asked me last night if I would come back." Lin Xiaosu said, "Today I can answer you, I will!"

"Really?" Yixiang's eyes were full of joy, endless joy.

"real."

Yi Xiang smiled gently: "Next time you come back, will you still investigate the case?"

"That's definitely not the case. Next time I come back, I have a clear goal, Peacock Valley."

"Brother, you are bad..." Yixiang blushed with shame and twisted her waist gently.

Lin Xiaosu was stunned.

Isn't it?

I have already made it clear that next time I come back I will go to Peacock Valley. You girl are acting as if you are being teased the most. Does that mean Peacock Valley still has some reputation?
Could it be that there is a custom hidden here that I don’t know about?

"Let's go!"

"Ok!"

The car started again and Yixiang had changed her position.

Just now they were keeping a little distance, but now she directly hugged Lin Xiaosu's waist.

Her chest, pressed tightly against his back, was so passionate.

Even the mountain breeze cannot blow away this passion of fusion.

The car arrived at Taichong.

Yixiang had no intention of going back.

Lin Xiaosu suggested that we go play in Taichong.

Yixiang's face turned red, and she almost jumped up with joy...

So, a small motorcycle carried the two of them along the wide road, and they toured the beautiful scenery of Taichong...

In the botanical garden, they took a group photo in front of the oldest laurel tree, and the little tiger jumped between them and stole the show a little.

In the peacock garden, peacocks spread their tails in front of them.

On the snack street, they tasted the delicacies of Biannan Province. The food was so spicy that it made sweat appear on the tip of her nose, but she didn't say it was spicy.

There is a street in front with a very strange name: Shifang.

Yi Xiang suddenly stopped and said, "Brother, this is a place for gambling on stones. Nine out of ten gambling sites are scams. Let's go to another place."

Gambling on stones?

Lin Xiaosu's heart moved slightly: "How about going to take a look?"

Yi Xiang said: "Then let's just look but not buy. Gambling on stones is too risky. Many people have lost everything they have."

"Let's see first."

He and Yixiang walked in side by side.

Yixiang said "just look, don't buy", and Lin Xiaosu said "take a look first". They both sound like "just take a look", but the meanings are different.

Shifang Street is different from the stone gambling sites you often see on TV.

The stone quarries on TV have thick carpets underneath, with all kinds of strange stones on them. Bosses and wealthy people hold wine glasses in their hands, walk among the strange stones, point at them, and make deals worth millions or tens of millions while chatting and laughing.

The stone archway here is very narrow, with vendors on both sides and shelves in the middle with various stones on the shelves. Some of the shops don't even have shelves, and the stones are left in the open air.

Even though the stones here don't look very good, the shop owners still look very impressive, as if each of them holds the code to wealth.

The stories of getting rich by gambling on stones sounded particularly true to them...

It is said that a tourist from Xijiang Province found a piece of material here four days ago, and it turned out to be Bingyang Green, a large material weighing 30 kilograms. The tourist sold the material to Xueyuxuan. Do you know how much it was sold for? 1.7 million! This tourist did not join the tour group. Yesterday, he bought four more pieces of material here, and he turned out another piece of ice material, which he sold again for 800,000.

The owner of a shop in front was telling this story with excitement. A group of tourists gathered in front of his stone stall, all of them with green eyes, looking at the black stones on the ground, as if they had caught a glimpse of a myth of wealth.

Lin Xiaosu knew that this was planned.

This is marketing.

Use the myth of getting rich quickly to stimulate tourists' desire to buy.

These stories may be true or false. They may have happened a few months ago or several years ago. Just give them a new place name, reconfigure the characters, and repackage them and they will still come alive.

They will only talk about extremely rare cases, but will never talk about those cases where people were so excited by getting rich overnight that they lost everything.

This is business.

That's the wrist.

Lin Xiaosu held up a stone in front of him, and his wise eyes caught a crack on the stone and saw all the way to the deepest part.

(End of this chapter)