Peach Blossom Dream

Disaster.Why ask in person?You can't ask "Hey, why are you ignoring me?"

"Let's go, boss?"

Uncle Jifeng was taken aback: "Where are you going?"

"Go to Mr. Zuo and ask him face to face! I know where he is!"

"..."

Unexpectedly, under He Ming's instigation, Shu Jifeng took his own steps in the end, although he was dizzy all the way and didn't know what he was doing.

He Ming led Shu Jifeng to a storytelling place, there were quite a lot of people, most of them were young people who had never experienced anything in the world.Zuo Qingyue was sitting in a central position, listening and whispering to the person next to her.

It just so happened that the storyteller stopped to take a rest at this time, He Ming didn't care about Sanqi, and walked straight to Zuo Qingyue's position, but Shu Jifeng was just about to call out from behind, but He Ming shouted first: "Young Master Zuo, we Boss is here to find you!"

"..." Seeing dozens of pairs of eyes looking at him, Shu Jifeng wanted to cover his face with a fan.

Zuo Qingyue was a little surprised, turned her head to look at Shu Jifeng, stood up decently, and said hello: "Uncle...Master, are you here to listen to the book?"

Uncle Jifeng was standing there, a moment ago he was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to deal with himself. Now when he heard Zuo Qingyue call him Uncle Young Master, he forgot about the embarrassment. Just strolling around."

He Ming didn't understand, so he asked him: "Boss, didn't you say you came to ask Mr. Zuo face to face?"

"..." Shu Jifeng wanted to stuff a piece of cloth into He Ming's mouth.

Zuo Qingyue said: "What is Uncle asking me for? I must know everything."

Uncle turned his mind quickly at critical moments and asked, "I just want to ask you, is the book mentioned here interesting?"

Zuo Qingyue was stunned, then nodded: "It's okay, uncle, if you are interested, you can come and listen."

He Ming listened to the conversation between the two, looked at Shu Jifeng, then turned to look at Zuo Qingyue, scratched his head, opened his mouth and did not speak.

In the silence, an enthusiastic young man stood up and grabbed Shu Jifeng, dragged him to Zuo Qingyue, and said, "Uncle, right? Come on, come on, the book here is very nice. Since you are Brother Zuo's friend, sit next to him!"

Seeing that Uncle Rong was trying to shirk, the young man pushed him on the stool beside Zuo Qingyue.

"..." Shu Jifeng regretted why he followed He Ming out today.

Zuo Qingyue poured him a cup of tea generously, and said politely, "Please, Uncle."

Uncle Jifeng was more polite and distant than him, and replied, "Thank you."

Unexpectedly, the young man who just met the uncle and said: "Brother Zuo, you are different from us to uncle! Are you good friends?"

Since Shufeng didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, he subconsciously glanced at Zuo Qingyue, and vaguely saw a blush flashing across his pale face, and then disappeared quickly.

Zuo Qingyue didn't answer directly, Gu Zuoyou said to him: "Is it because I didn't pour you tea just now? Come here, I'll pour you a cup too."

While talking, the storyteller above had enough rest, coughed his throat, and continued talking.

After listening to the book, Shu Jifeng went straight back to the inn. He Ming glanced at Zuo Qingyue and wanted to ask him where he was going, but he always felt that the atmosphere between the two was not right, and he wondered if he would say the wrong thing again.

Uncle caught a glimpse of Zuo Qingyue still dawdling in saying goodbye from the corner of his eye, and knew in his heart that he was intentionally keeping a distance from him, so he simply followed his will and strode out.

While running to chase after Uncle Jifeng, He Ming kept looking back at Zuo Qingyue, he couldn't figure out why the two were having an awkward fight.

When Shu Jifeng came back to the inn, he saw the paper sketch of the ring that he had drawn a few days ago, angrily tore it up, and stayed there silently.

It was the first time that He Ming saw Shu Jifeng angry, and he was too frightened to make a sound.It just so happened that Xiao Er brought up the food and said, "Uncle, this is a new cake we ordered. Mr. Zuo just told me to serve you a piece of cake. You should try it first."

Uncle didn't even think about it, so he replied directly: "Go and tell him, I don't eat his food."

"Ah? Uncle, this..." Xiao Er held the plate in a dilemma, "Master Zuo said he wanted me to bring it for you to taste, or...shall I put it here first?"

Shu Feng didn't want to embarrass Xiao Er, so he told He Ming, "Bring me my purse, and I'll pay."

Xiaoer quickly waved his hand: "Uncle, Mr. Zuo asked us to charge him, so you don't have to pay."

"You go back and write it off on his account," Uncle Feng became stubborn, "A gentleman doesn't eat what he gets. He Ming, I still have some silver in my purse, go and pay Xiaoer with it."

He Ming agreed to go, and kept scolding Zuo Qingyue in his heart.

After Xiaoer collected the money and left, Uncle Jifeng took a look at the beef pie, couldn't help it, picked it up and took a bite, then called He Ming to eat with him: "It's quite delicious, you want a piece too?"

Where did He Ming have the heart to eat cakes, he was full of thoughts to ask Zuo Qingyue what he was thinking, finally couldn't hold back anymore, found an excuse to go out, and went straight to Zuo Qingyue's room.

Zuo Qingyue was reading a book when she saw He Ming coming in and asked, "Brother He, it's so late, what can I do for you?"

"Hmph!" He Ming couldn't hide his anger, "Why, I'm your brother, and our boss has become a 'son'?"

Zuo Qingyue put down the book and asked, "Is there anything wrong with the title 'Uncle Gongzi'?"

"...!" He Ming was choked and stuttered angrily, "Yes, yes! Nothing is wrong! No, nothing is right! Wrong, nothing is wrong!"

"Brother He is looking for me today, is there anything else?" Zuo Qingyue asked.

"What else!" He Ming was so angry that he started talking nonsense, "There is nothing else, just to say goodbye to you!"

Zuo Qingyue stood up instantly: "What did you say?"

"Farewell! Don't you understand this?" He Ming bit the bullet and continued to make up, "We can't afford to live in this inn. The boss said that tomorrow we... have to go to Senior Dongfeng! So let me come here today to talk to you." You say goodbye! In short, we will find a way to pay you back the money we owe you in the future!"

Zuo Qingyue became anxious, but she forced herself to be calm on her face, saying: "Oh, then... there will be a period later! Besides, the matter of money...don't worry."

He Ming was so angry that he turned around and left.

After returning home, He Ming didn't dare to say anything else to Uncle Jifeng. After hesitating for a while, he finally mustered up the courage to admit it, but found that Uncle Jifeng was lying on the bed and ready to sleep. He Ming lost his courage instantly. Thinking of finding an opportunity to explain the situation tomorrow morning.

Early the next morning, before Shu Jifeng woke up, there was a knock on the door.

He Ming got up cursing and went to open the door, and saw Zuo Qingyue standing outside the door.He Ming rubbed his eyes, and after seeing the person clearly, he was startled awake immediately, and asked, "You...what are you here for?"

Zuo Qingyue ignored him and pushed the door open by herself.

"Wait a minute..." He Ming wanted to stop him to explain, but Zuo Qingyue didn't even pause, and went directly to the door of Shu Jifeng's room.

Shu Jifeng was also awakened by the sound outside, and wanted to get up to see what happened, but when he opened the door, Zuo Qingyue's face appeared in front of him.

"You...do you have anything to do with me?" Shu Jifeng asked.

Zuo Qingyue cut to the chase: "Are you leaving?"

Uncle Feng didn't wake up at all, and was even more dizzy when asked: "What?"

Zuo Qingyue did not explain, and continued: "Boss Uncle, I was wrong, I just think..."

Before he finished speaking, he shouted angrily from downstairs: "Where is the Zuo!"

Shu Jifeng and Zuo Qingyue heard it at the same time, and went out to see that it was the burly man in coir raincoat who stopped Zuo Qingyue on the street a few days ago.Today, this strong man is still wearing a coir raincoat, but the sickle in his hand has been replaced with a brand new one, and the curved sickle tip is shining with bloodthirsty restlessness.

The burly man in coir raincoat looked up and saw Zuo Qingyue upstairs, pointing at him with a sickle: "Zuo Qingyue, murder for life! Do you dare to come down?"

As soon as Uncle turned his head, he saw Zuo Qingyue jumping down, standing in front of the strong man in coir raincoat, and said decently: "Please."

The strong man in coir raincoat was not polite either, he spat on his hands, rubbed his hands together, and then tightly grasped the handle of the sickle.The other guests in the inn automatically formed a circle, those who knew martial arts stood in front, and those who didn't know martial arts hid behind the pillars to watch.

The two faced each other, and the strong man in coir raincoat raised his sickle, kicked his right foot behind him, and with a loud shout, the sickle fell down.Zuo Qingyue flew out a needle, hit the blade of the sickle with a ding, and the silver light flashed by.The strong man in coir raincoat retreated quickly, alternating left and right, getting closer and closer to Zuo Qingyue.

Suddenly, the big man in coir raincoat stepped behind Zuo Qingyue in a big stride, and with a strong pull, the curved sickle pointed directly at Zuo Qingyue's waist.Zuo Qingyue glanced at him from the corner of her eye, and immediately turned around and leaned back. The sickle brushed against his abdomen and nose, and a strand of flying hair was cut off and fell to the ground.

The strong man in coir raincoat reacted quickly, and the sickle handle went straight back, intending to hit Zuo Qingyue on the head.Zuo Qingyue turned around and kicked the wrist of the strong man in coir raincoat, but was avoided by the strong man in coir raincoat.

There were bursts of applause all around, and applauded again and again!

The two of them opened up a distance again, the strong man in coir raincoat held his sickle tightly, ready to go; Zuo Qingyue stood with his hands behind his back, with ease.

"Zuo Qingyue? Heh!" The burly man in coir raincoat sneered, "Do you know why the [-]th generation owner of Qingyue Villa is the only one called Zuo Qingyue? Because everything you have is given by Qingyue Villa. Without Qingyue Villa, you are nothing! Pooh!"

Zuo Qingyue didn't speak.

Strong man in coir raincoat