The day after the house was completed, Lu Qiuju used a cart to pull a steamer to the new house and set up a stove here to cook.

Xia Chongping brought a bottle of wine to Sanqing Temple and invited the old Taoist priest and Huo Jiuting to come for dinner.

"Brother Xia is so proud of your house. I don't care about it. The Feng Shui in that place is really good."

The old Taoist priest went around the fish pond every now and then. On several full moon nights, he hid alone in the woods and sat for one night. He felt that he had only three or five years of life, and if this continued, it would be possible to live for ten more years.

The old Taoist priest also asked Huo Jiuting to help him feel if there was any formation in that place. Huo Jiuting ignored him and was annoyed by the question. Huo Jiuting said, "Isn't there a backyard there? You don't have money, so discuss with your junior sister's father. If you build a house in the backyard there, people will not refuse to agree."

"I have many houses and you are Qing'er's master. If you are willing, you can go to the old age." Xia Chongping has always been a cheerful person. The old Taoist priest said that Feng Shui is good once or twice, and he said with a smile.

"It's good. I don't bother you. I will build a room in the yard behind you. I usually come here to live for a few days." In order to live for a few more years, the old Taoist priest didn't even want his face.

Xia Qing was helping with cooking, but Huo Jiuting came over and saw her holding firewood. A little bit of bottom of the pot rubbed against her left face.

Huo Jiuting waved to her, "Come here!"

Xia Qing came over, and Huo Jiuting wiped off the bottom of the pot on her face with his thumb. As a result, he did not wipe it clean, but instead wiped it out a trace, "Are you stupid or not, just like a flower-faced cat!"

Xia Qing couldn't see anyway, so he raised his sleeves and wiped it on his face.

She turned around to bring the bundle of firewood, Huo Jiuting pulled her aside, lifted the firewood with one hand, and asked, "Where to put it?"

“Then on the stove.”

Lu Qiuju was spinning by the stove. When she saw Huo Jiuting, she was extremely happy, "Is Xiaojiu here?"

Lu Qiuju heard Xia Qing say that her master called Huo Jiuting Xiaojiu. Huo Jiuting glanced at Xia Qing, and Xia Qing pursed her lips and blinked at him, as if saying, "If you have the ability, do you tell my mother that Xiaojiu is what you called me?"

"Auntie, I'm bothering you!"

"What are you bothering? You usually take care of Qing'er? I heard Qing'er say you are not from here and have not gone to school?"

"At Anping Middle School, the master is old and stays here to take care of him for two years."

When Lu Qiuju heard this, she couldn't help but have a very good impression of this young man. "You are so filial, there are not many children. Go out and have a meal soon. There is so much smoke on the edge of the stove. Don't get your clothes dirty."

Huo Jiuting was still a white shirt and black pants. The boy was thin, but he stood tall, like a green bamboo in the wind.

Xia Qing was about to stay and see the stove, but Lu Qiuju drove her out, "You don't need you here anymore. It's almost done. Let your father put on the dishes and chopsticks."

Huo Jiuting took Xia Qing out, and the two left the backyard, a large yard with about one or two acres of land. Huo Jiuting asked, "What are you going to plant?"

"Medicine, Chinese medicine, what do you think?"

Huo Jiuting's black eyes looked down at Xia Qing, "What do you mean by hushing your eyebrows just now?"

Xia Qing laughed, "You know clearly."

"I don't know, why don't I know when I have a good relationship with you? A little bitch is so big that it's actually aroused people's hearts."

"Last time I called you Xiaojiu, why did you fight me? My mother called you Xiaojiu, I think you promised to be quite well-behaved."

"Can it be the same? It's neither big nor small." Huo Jiuting rubbed her head, Xia Qing's head tilted and patted him, "The hair is rubbed."

Huo Jiuting then realized that the original yellow-haired girl had a dark hair at some point, and she became much denser. "There is no problem with traditional Chinese medicine. She can sell medicinal food in the future. This is a business."

But this is not what Huo Jiuting wanted to say. He grabbed Xia Qing's wrist and relied on his pulse for a while. The previous disordered pulse had calmed down. "Have your injuries healed?"

"Yeah." Xia Qing withdrew his wrist, "Senior Brother, if you want to ask if there is any change in this place and the past, just ask directly."

"I asked, will you say it?"

"Um."

"Is it because I am the person who asked me, or whoever asked, you will say it?"

"Because you are asking."

Huo Jiuting frowned. Logically speaking, it is impossible for a child aged eight or nine to have any other thoughts like a woman aged eighteen or nineteen. For Huo Jiuting, the biggest confusion also comes from his inspiration. He cannot treat Xia Qing equally with others.

"Why?"

"I don't know." Xia Qing shook his head, "I don't know either. I just think that you should have been my senior brother in your previous life and must have loved me very much. I should not have the ability to take care of you in my previous life, so I can repay you a little in this life."

A strange emotion swept through Huo Jiuting's whole body. He felt a numbness, as if he was hit by an electric current, or as if he was soaked by a warm current in the cold winter. It took him a long time to react. The fingertips of his thumb gently wiped Xia Qing's unwiped bottom ash. Her face was very tender and soon red. Xia Qing shrank his shoulders uncomfortable, but stared at him, unwilling to let go of the emotions on his face.

"Follower, since I am your senior brother, isn't it necessary to care for you? Where can I get the rewards and not repay them?" Huo Jiuting retracted his hand. He felt that there was no need to ask, and he didn't want to ask anymore. "Even if you owe it, your book "Qi Refining Chapter" is the best reward."

Xia Chongping called them to come for dinner in front, and Huo Jiuting turned around and walked in front, took out a watch from his pocket and handed it to her, "Birthday Gift."

"tissot?" Xia Qing didn't know this brand. In that lifetime, her survival class had nothing to do with all the luxury goods.

"It's not expensive, it's only one or two hundred yuan."

"That's very expensive, okay?" Xia Qing put on the watch and shook it. It must have been adjusted, and the size was just right. "Senior brother, you are intent!"

Xia Chongping is a drinker, and the old Taoist priest is also a drunken person. After receiving Xia Chongping's promise, he felt particularly relaxed as soon as he got his mind. The two of them exchanged cups and had a lot of fun when they were together.

Lu Qiuju did not have Gu Ye's knife skills, but according to Xia Qing's request, he took a bowl of sashimi and two chopsticks were clipped.

"I didn't expect that this fish was raw and delicious." Lu Qiuju found it strange.

"This has something to do with our fish." Xia Qing took this opportunity to talk about selling fish in the fish pond at home. "Dad, the fish in the fish pond, senior brother introduced us to a big customer. Don't sell it for the time being, and don't invest fish fry."

Xia Chongping was raising fish in the first year and had no experience, so he did not plan to buy fish fry. However, he was still very happy that the fish at home had a sales outlet.

"Okay, don't sell it, keep it."

No matter how far the family is, they don’t plan to gain any benefits from these three fish ponds. After all, they are the people who dig the soil in the field. Xia Chongping and his wife have always believed that making money is unreliable. They only believe that the sweat they have shed can bring wealth.
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