Chapter 116 Divine Doctor Village [26] There are reasons and consequences, the new village chief
It was a pear tree, with pear blossoms blooming one after another. When the wind blew, the petals flew into the air, like snow.
Wen Yingxue wore a long-sleeved white dress, her hair was like ink, dancing in the wind.
She still exudes a gentle and elegant aura, like a fairy who has not fallen from the mortal world. There is a touch of coldness in her eyes, adding some elegance and nobility, just like a flower on the high mountain.
"wait for me?"
Mo Qing smiled lightly, unscrewed the cap of the milk tea bottle, raised his head and took a few sips.
The taste is okay.
"Um."
Wen Yingxue came slowly.
When she was two steps away from Mo Qing, she stopped.
"When your identity was exposed on my behalf, did I ever take the opportunity to humiliate you?" Wen Yingxue looked at her quietly without showing any aggression.
Mo Qing glanced down at the bottle of milk tea and replied lazily: "Never."
"When you became famous in the attached middle school, did I ever think about overpowering you?" Wen Yingxue asked again.
After thinking about it carefully, Mo Qing replied: "Never."
Wen Yingxue asked: "I have never touched your interests, why do you want to cut off my path?"
Mo Qing asked calmly: "Do you remember Jingsu?"
Narrowing her eyes, Wen Yingxue said, "Remember. Is there anything else?"
"No more."
"I understand." Wen Yingxue nodded slightly.
It's not unfair.
In order for Liang Xuzhi to accept her as his apprentice, she designed Mo Qing to be expelled from the school. Now Mo Qing stepped in and disrupted her apprenticeship ceremony. There was a reason and a result.
Mo Qing asked: "Anything else you want to ask?"
Wen Yingxue said: "No more."
"I heard that you are the adopted daughter of the Wen family." Mo Qing put his hand in his trouser pocket, took a step forward, and cast his eyes sideways on Wen Yingxue's face.
"yes."
Wen Yingxue looked sideways at her.
Mo Qing took a sip of milk tea and asked leisurely: "Are you having a good time?"
"That's not entirely true," Wen Yingxue said.
Mo Qing smiled and answered: "It's better than going back to Mo's house."
Wen Yingxue also smiled and said, "Indeed."
"Liang Xuzhi is narrow-minded and has evil intentions, and is prone to evil ways." Mo Qing raised his eyebrows, "How about you worship me as your teacher?"
Wen Yingxue seemed to have heard a joke, her smile gradually deepened, but she was not sarcastic, she just said: "Wait until you have his status and achievements."
"It's late that night." Mo Qing said, "We have to queue up."
Her tone was playful and playful.
It looks like a joke.
However, Wen Yingxue was still cautious and thought that there was some truth behind her joke.
But, it doesn't matter.
"With the apprenticeship being interrupted, Liang Xuzhi's position as village chief will certainly not be fulfilled as he wished." Wen Yingxue said slowly and gently, "I will admit defeat this time. See you next time."
She crossed Mo Qing and walked forward.
"etc."
Mo Qing raised his eyebrows and called her to stop.
Wen Yingxue turned around.
Mo Qing shook the milk tea in his hand: "Where did you buy it?"
With a quick glance, Wen Yingxue retracted her gaze, walked forward slowly, and her voice floated: "I brought it."
Mo Qing took two more sips of milk tea, screwed the bottle cap on, and then walked all the way down the path.
A pear tree blooms quietly, the flowers bloom all over the sky, and two figures, one up and down, gradually move away.
*
guest House.
Goblin moved a small bench and sat at the door, talking on the phone with his good friend Peng Ren.
When Mo Qing came closer, she happened to hear them talking about how two new leaves had grown on a pot of green radish raised by Peng Ren. She rubbed her ears and stood in front of Goblin, sizing him up.
Goblin noticed it, covered his phone, and asked doubtfully: "Is something wrong?"
"If you want to come out to Peng Ren, you may have to please Peng Zhong first."
Goblin was confused: "Why should I come out to Peng Ren?"
Mo Qing said honestly: "Because, they look very similar."
"..."
"Don't worry, this kind of thing was not uncommon a hundred years ago." Mo Qing looked well-informed.
"..."
Goblin understood, twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, put off the phone with Peng Ren, and then stood up from the small bench.
"You two disappeared for the whole day as soon as you left the house. No one here paid any attention to me. Who should I talk to?" Goblin said angrily.
Mo Qing shrugged and asked: "Jiang... where is the painter?"
Goblin said angrily: "He went upstairs as soon as he came back. I talked to him as if I was invisible."
"oh."
"What on earth did you two do? Have you found the village chief? How to deal with Xia Yuliang's ashes?" Goblin asked a barrage of questions.
"The village chief will send someone to pick up Xia Yuliang in the evening." Mo Qing replied.
"What about us, when will we leave?"
"Not leaving?"
"ah?"
Goblin didn't know why.
Mo Qing said calmly: "I'll wait until I become the village chief."
"..."
Goblin immediately froze on the spot.
Mo Qing raised her hand, pressed his shoulder, pushed him back onto the bench, then clapped his hands and walked into the guest house.
…
Goblin complained faster than he could do anything else.
Mo Qingguang just went upstairs. As soon as he entered his room, he received a call from Huos.
On the phone, Huos expressed doubts about "Mo Qing's intention to become the village chief of Zhushe Village" and suspected that she had used unfair means. He even said that "the tickets have been booked and we will be here soon."
"The current village chief is my apprentice." Mo Qing said calmly.
"..."
Hoss on the other side of the phone suddenly became quiet, as if he had fallen into silence.
After a long time, Hoss asked: "When did you know?"
Mo Qing said: "Today."
Hoss added: "Anyway, it would be too childish for you to be the village chief."
"It just makes sense."
"..." Huos' side was quiet for a while, "You can be the village chief. You have a title, and then you have to return to Dongshi City. Otherwise..."
"It's a bomb threat. It's scary." Mo Qing took the words and then asked, "Can you control it remotely?"
Hoss choked up: "This is not a question you should ask about."
"oh."
"I'll give you one more week, and you'll come back with Goblin after you finish your work." Hoss said, "Also, the mayor of Zhushe Village, we will visit you some other day, please tell him."
"Praying about me?"
"..."
Hoss felt that she was asking questions knowingly and just to irritate him.
Afterwards, Mo Qing said slowly, "If you can ask, it doesn't matter."
"This is our business." Hoss said in a gloomy tone.
Regardless of whether they can ask for important information, they still have to go through this process?
After a pause, Hoss felt something was wrong and asked again: "How old is your apprentice?"
"One hundred and eight."
Hoss: "..."
Look at this posture. If you speak louder to this centenarian, you might be afraid of killing him.
Having nothing to say to Mo Qing, Huos decisively chose to hang up the phone.
——If you want to be the village chief, just be the village chief.
——If we don’t destroy other people’s villages, then we’ll be thankful to God.
*
In the evening, the topic of "Mo Qing's Apprenticeship Ceremony with Breaking Wen and Yingxue" continued to rise.
Most people are scolding Mo Qing for not doing human affairs.
At the same time, some people hope that the date of Wen Yingxue's apprenticeship will be determined as soon as possible, so as not to delay it for too long.
Can--
Their hopes were dashed.
Because early the next morning, a reporter who was staying in the village publicly stated - "We have to go back home, and Wen Yingxue's apprenticeship will not be possible."
This sentence is like a pebble falling into the sea, causing thousands of waves.
[Holy shit, are you really in trouble? 】
[Did Mo Qing deliberately sabotage the real hammer? 】
[Mo Qing must have a grudge against Wen Yingxue, or he is a villain who is jealous of Wen Yingxue. Otherwise, how could he pretend to be Wen Yingxue, how could he participate in a modeling competition together, and how could he interrupt the apprenticeship ceremony at the right time? 】
[I was so angry that I paid attention to it for a day, but I didn’t expect this result. 】
[I heard that the head of the Miracle Doctor Village is unwilling to disrupt the plan.]
【Do you believe this too?】
[There is a rule, pretending to be a ghost. It’s better for Goddess Wen to stay away. Our road in the future will be wider.]
…
Willows planted unintentionally create shade.
The purpose of yesterday's live broadcast was to make the Miracle Doctor Village known to the public.
However, after Mo Qing made such a fuss yesterday, countless passers-by were abused and became fans of Wen Yingxue, and her social platform account increased by one million followers overnight.
Moreover, the growth momentum is still rapid.
As for Mo Qing, when he woke up, he became a villain that everyone shouted to beat.
She didn't pay attention at all. She stepped downstairs and found that the restaurant on the first floor was less lively. There were only two or three people sitting on chairs eating, and no other figures were seen.
Mo Qing took a piece of breakfast and walked to the front desk.
"Where are the people?" Mo Qing took a bite of the steamed bun and asked the girl at the front desk.
"They're all gone," said the girl at the front desk. "Last night the village chief decided to cancel the decision to let outsiders become teachers. Wen Yingxue stayed one night and said he wanted to go back to class, so he left early. The others left as there was no news.
Already."
Mo Qing glanced at the restaurant: "Aren't there a few left?"
"Those few..." The girl at the front desk frowned, then shook her head, "They want to stay and make big news, take pictures of the customs and customs of the Miracle Doctor Village, and wait for the new village chief to take over."
"oh."
"But there's no way." The girl at the front desk said, "Uncle Zhou will invite them away after they finish their meal."
Mo Qing took another bite of the steamed bun.
"Hey." The girl at the front desk rested her elbows on the countertop, leaned forward, and looked at Mo Qing carefully, "I heard that you are a descendant of the medical saint, is it true?"
Mo Qing chewed slowly, swallowed the steamed bun, and then said casually: "Yeah."
"Then your medical skills must be good? Are the legends about medical saints true?" The girl at the front desk's eyes lit up.
"Who knows." Mo Qing said coolly, "She was already gone when I was here."
"...That's right." The girl at the front desk felt a little regretful, and then asked without giving up, "But where is your family?"
"Die early."
The girl at the front desk's eyes suddenly turned pitiful: "I'm sorry."
Mo Qing finished half of the steamed bun while chatting with the girl at the front desk.
At this time, another young man wrapped in a torn coat came over.
"Twenty thousand, morning!" The girl at the front desk greeted the visitor excitedly.
Gu Wanwan came closer, glanced sideways at Mo Qing, then frowned and said to the girl at the front desk: "I asked you not to call me that, can you listen to me?"
"I'm listening." The girl at the front desk nodded hurriedly, then moved in front of him, tilted her head slightly, blinked and said, "But can what comes out of your mouth be human words?"
Gu Wanwan hissed.
He said: "Give away the things I left at the front desk. I haven't settled the score with you yet."
He was referring to the dim sum and Erguotou that the girl at the front desk gave Mo Qing and Jiang Ke.
The girl at the front desk smiled and said: "You bring these with you every day when you go to visit, no less than one or two."
Gu Wanwan ignored her, stared at Mo Qing sideways, tapped his fingers on the table, and said, "Let me repay the favor."
"What?"
Mo Qing tore off a piece of steamed bun, threw it into his mouth, and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.
"Dim sum and Erguotou." Gu Wanwan's attitude was quite impressive, "It's not free."
Mo Qing: "Say."
"Look at me, how about being the head of a miracle doctor village?" Gu Wanwan raised his eyebrows with confidence.
"Erwanwan, what are you talking about? That's not how daydreams are done!" The girl at the front desk was furious, suspecting that Gu Wanwan was possessed by a ghost after a night.
Mo Qingqian tilted her head at him: "Almost."
Gu Wanwan was not annoyed or angry, and asked again: "Where is Liang Xuzhi?"
Mo Qing shook his head: "No way."
Gu Wanwan continued to ask: "Do you have any weight in what you say in front of the village chief?"
"have."
"Then I'll wait for your good news."
After Gu Wanwan finished speaking to her, he took a small hoe from the front desk and wandered out the door.
When he walked to the door, he was hit by the cold wind and shivered, then he wrapped his coat tightly and left.
"Twenty thousand, do you want breakfast?" the girl at the front desk shouted at his back.
"Keep it for me."
Gu Wanwan answered from a distance.
"Mo Qing, don't take his words at heart." The girl at the front desk turned her head and said to Mo Qing, "He has never been upright."
"Who is he?" Mo Qing asked casually.
"He," the girl at the front desk paused for a while, thought for a moment, then said, "he is not from our village. But since ten years ago, he has been coming to our village every year..."
"do what?"
"It seems," the girl at the front desk looked around to make sure no one was there, then she leaned into Mo Qing's ear and said two words quickly, "Extend life."
After saying that, she immediately pulled away.
She pursed her lips and whispered: "It is said that I was poisoned, but there is no solution yet. I go to the village chief for treatment every year, so I can survive until now."
"Yeah."
"But he has a good attitude. After coming here, he fell in love with planting medicine, this kind of medicine, for ten years. He has been coveting Zhang San's planting technology, and when he got free, he went to find Zhang San." The girl at the front desk said,
Sighed.
"What are you sighing for?"
"What a pity," the girl at the front desk held her face in her hands, "If the village chief..."
After a pause, the girl at the front desk didn't finish her words, she just sighed: "Who else can save him?"
Mo Qing said "Oh" and said lightly: "It's a pity."
She returned to the restaurant with the remaining breakfast.
*
Sure enough, as soon as nine o'clock in the morning arrived, Zhou Kaijing brought someone over and "invited" a few reporters to leave.
Moreover, before the reporters left, they checked the content they captured one by one and deleted all content related to the privacy of the villagers.
Mo Qing and Goblin were sitting at the door of the guest house, eating melon seeds and watching a show.
"You two..." After dealing with the reporters, Zhou Kaijing walked to the door. As soon as he opened his mouth, he didn't notice anything was wrong. He frowned and looked at Goblin, "Who are you? Where's the other one?"
Goblin replied: "I went to collect wind."
Mo Qing was even more confused than Zhou Kaijing: "Have you gone to collect wind?"
"Yes, I went to collect scenery early in the morning." Goblin said.
Mo Qing: "...Oh." She thought Jiang Ke had been sleeping in.
Zhou Kaijing frowned: "I'm here to get Xia Yuliang's ashes."
"Wait a minute." Goblin said, picking up a backpack on the ground and pulling out a porcelain bottle, "Here it is."
He handed it to Zhou Kaijing.
Zhou Kaijing went to pick him up.
However, Goblin put the porcelain bottle back again: "Can we be together?"
Zhou Kaijing was impatient: "Yes."
"Will you give her a place to stay?"
"meeting."
"I want to see her buried."
"I'll be buried in the afternoon." Zhou Kaijing was very annoyed and grabbed the porcelain vase.
He put some pads on his hands and felt a little bit weak: "That's it?"
Goblin said: "It's good to have this."
Zhou Kaijing: "..."
I really want to beat him.
At this time, Liang Xuzhi came from behind: "Uncle Zhou, the village chief asked us to come over to discuss the new village chief."
