Cao Fa thought about it and said, "The immortal mentioned in it seems to be the same family as my husband."
Speaking of this, he suddenly paused and looked at Mr. Chen.
Chen Changsheng felt his gaze and said with a smile: "Don't you think Chen will be a god?"
"Mr. Chen does look a bit similar," Cao Fa said.
Chen Changsheng closed the book and said, "It's just the same surname."
Cao Fa also thought it was unlikely, so he didn't pay too much attention.
As Ruyi listened to the conversation between the two, she couldn't help but turn her head and glance at Uncle Chen.
She glanced at Cao Fa again.
Ruyi seemed to understand and said: "Ruyi understands."
A sudden sentence caught the eyes of Chen Changsheng and Cao Fa.
Chen Changsheng asked: "What did Ruyi understand?"
"Ruyi understands everything, but doesn't say anything."
"All right."
Cao Fa couldn't help but smile when he heard the conversation between the two, thinking that children could be so interesting.
Cao Fa chatted with Chen Changsheng for a while, talking about the tea house, and then asked about the owner. To be honest, he had never seen the owner before, so he wanted to ask.
Chen Changsheng only said that she was a woman, which shocked Cao. He wanted to meet his boss more and more, but on second thought, it seemed that there was no chance.
After just chatting for a while, Cao Fa stood up and left.
Chen Changsheng sent him out. Before leaving, Cao Fa replied: "Sir, you can come to the teahouse to play in your free time. There is no charge for tea."
"Yes."
Chen Changsheng stood at the door and watched Cao Fa leave.
He came back to his senses and looked at the book in his hand.
'Master Jin San has really done something extraordinary...'
If this book is really completed, I am afraid it will go down in history.
Chen Changsheng stopped thinking about it. When he turned around, he saw a figure standing in front of him with his hands folded.
Who else could it be if it wasn't Ruyi?
Ruyi opened her eyes and looked at Chen Changsheng suspiciously, as if she had seen through him.
Chen Changsheng asked: "What are you looking at me for?"
"Uncle Chen can lie to people."
"When did Chen lie to others?"
"Just now, I deceived that gentleman."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "How does Ruyi know?"
Ruyi clasped her hands, raised her head and said, "It's a guess."
"That Ruyi is really smart."
"Hmm."
Chen Changsheng walked into the room, returned to the bench and sat down.
Ruyi followed closely and moved closer to Chen Changsheng.
I took a look at the book Mr. Cao brought.
"Ruyi, can you take a look?"
"What do you want to see?"
"Read that book."
"Can't."
"Why?"
"Because Ruyi is too smart."
Ruyi pursed her lips and said, "Why can't you read if you are smart?"
"No reason."
"Then Uncle Chen is smart and can't read it either."
"Your Uncle Chen is not smart, not as smart as Ruyi."
"Liar."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "Lie to children."
"..."
Ruyi got angry as soon as she put her hands on her hips, twisted her face and walked aside to continue practicing embroidery without talking to Uncle Chen.
The more he spoke, the angrier he became.
Angry, she took out a piece of candied fruit from her pocket and stuffed the whole thing into her mouth.
Ping An, who was practicing the sword, sighed deeply in his heart.
I thought to myself that my sister is really not very smart.
But how could this extinguish Ruyi's curiosity.
At noon, the sun was just right. Chen Changsheng lay lazily on the bench basking in the sun, took a nap and then fell asleep.
This is probably the usual practice after coming to Qingshan City.
He found that he was getting lazier, but after thinking about it, it seemed that sleeping was the most comfortable thing for him.
Sleeping for three years is completely different from sleeping for a while.
Ruyi turned her head and glanced at Chen Changsheng. When Uncle Chen turned his head, she quickly looked away and pretended as if nothing happened.
Chen Changsheng said: "Why is Ruyi so sneaky?"
"Ruyi no."
Chen Changsheng smiled and didn't care. After stretching, he put his hands behind his head and fell asleep.
It seems that Uncle Chen finally fell asleep.
She put down the needlework in her hand, then sneaked to the table next to Uncle Chen and picked up the book.
Ping An, who was practicing his sword, couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this scene.
"Sister..."
"Shhh!!"
"I want to see it too."
"..."
After Ruyi got the book, she took Ping An and hid aside to read it.
The two of them opened the book, and from time to time they would turn their heads to glance at Uncle Chen sitting on the bench, for fear that he would wake up.
As soon as he opened the book, Ping An was attracted by the content inside.
"Sister, please turn slowly."
"Keep your voice down."
"oh oh."
The slight sound of turning books sounded in the hall.
A page of peace and happiness has turned.
"I heard this from the gentleman at the teahouse."
"As you have heard, you are not allowed to speak!"
"oh……"
Ruyi browsed for a long time and finally found the article Uncle Chen mentioned before.
Farmer named Zhang has a history of three generations and a hundred years.
She didn't dare to miss a word and looked over carefully.
Ruyi's intuition has always been accurate.
She felt that the Mr. Chen in it was the Uncle Chen written in it.
"Where is Qiuyuefang?"
"have no idea."
"Where's Liuyun Temple?"
"I don't know either."
"Why don't you know anything?"
"Sister, I'm only six years old."
"Peace is really useless."
"Sister, think about it carefully. When Ping An learns the sword, he won't be afraid of you anymore."
Ruyi was surprised and grabbed Ping An's ear with one hand.
"Have you learned how to hit your sister?"
"Don't dare, don't dare..."
"snort!"
Ruyi snorted softly and let go of his hand.
She read the story several times.
Ping An didn't understand, so he asked: "Sister, you have read it three times, why don't you turn back?"
"You don't understand."
Ruyi whispered: "I don't know about Ping An, but my sister quietly told you that Uncle Chen is a god!"
"ah?"
Ping An blinked and said, "Sister, don't you think that Uncle Chen is the one written in this?"
"Definitely." Ruyi nodded.
Ping An glanced at Sister A and said, "Sister A doesn't seem very smart."
Ruyi took a picture of peace and continued reading.
Watching it with gusto.
But I heard a voice sound behind me.
"Does it look good?"
"nice."
Ping An answered.
Ruyi and Ping An both reacted and raised their heads.
Turning around, they saw Uncle Chen standing behind them.
"Chen, Uncle Chen..."
…
After a while, Ruyi and Ping An stood in the courtyard.
Ruyi had a book on his head, and Ping'an had a wooden sword on his head.
"It's all my fault, sister."
"You have to see it yourself."
Ping An said: "Uncle Chen is not fair. Why does Ping An have to hold a wooden sword on his head, while Sister only holds a book on her head?"
Chen Changsheng looked at the two of them and said, "It's okay if you don't want to go against it, I'll tell your mother."
"Let's not talk about peace."
Ping An didn't dare to say anything anymore. If his mother knew about it, maybe it would be more than just a simple endorsement.