Qiao Qiao didn't know what was happening online
Because she never expected that in the "short" time when she went down the mountain to see Chen Dingrong off, the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, which was already unstable, was almost overturned.
"Tell me, what's going on."
As Qiao Qiao spoke, he looked at the house in front of him, where even the "hole" in the roof had returned to its previous shabby state, and his expression was very solemn.
The little weasel was dressed in yellow and still looked cute, but it seemed to have grown a little bigger than yesterday.
He did not answer Qiao Qiao's question. Instead, he took out the wrapping paper of the roast chicken that Qiao Qiao had given him and cried.
He pointed to his stomach to show that there was nothing in it.
She pointed to the mountain behind, her round eyes filled with tears, and she cried even louder.
“Wow, wow, wow—”
He is so white and fat, and looks so pitiful!
"Hey, what else could it be?"
At this moment, Li Ergou, who could occasionally utter a word, also spoke.
He spoke darkly, "Isn't it just that someone doesn't want us to be well?"
As he said this, he went to see the ancestor.
The ancestor didn't look at him, but closed his eyes in annoyance.
Qiao Qiao understood instantly that this matter was related to the number one brother on the list.
"It's me."
The eldest brother on the list didn't wait for Qiao Qiao to embarrass him and walked in. His expression was full of disdain, and his meaning was very clear: "Using demonic magic to build a Taoist temple, are you worried that your ancestor won't die quickly enough?"
Qiao Qiao: “…”
Isn’t it the little animal who went up to do the repair personally with a pious heart?
Qiao Qiao went to see the little weasel who had just been crying miserably.
The little weasel stopped crying, but instead felt a little guilty, so guilty that he almost spoke a few words.
"Hands, hands are too short."
Qiao Qiao: “…”
Okay.
Just be sincere.
She touched the little weasel's head and put the matter behind her.
"You're right about that. What about the roast chicken?"
As Qiao Qiao spoke, he looked at Shen Rangchen's expression and became a little skeptical. "With your wealth, you wouldn't even want to snatch a little monster's roast chicken, right?"
Of course not.
So Shen Rangchen did not answer Qiao Qiao's question, but instead asked him a series of soul-searching questions.
"How long have we known each other?"
"How have I treated you since we met?"
“If it’s good, why treat it differently?”
"Am I unworthy?"
As he spoke, Shen Rangchen was so "emotionally excited" that he even waved his sleeves again, but this time he didn't leave. Instead, he made a "gurgle" and several golden beads rolled out of his sleeves.
“Ah, this…”
Qiao was already feeling guilty because of the questions, and when he saw these golden beads, he felt even more guilty, and he could hardly sit still.
She was about to speak.
The little weasel who had been crying beside him could no longer sit still.
“Squeak, squeak, squeak—”
The other person's speech was not very fluent, and when he was anxious he even spoke in animal language.
Shen Rangchen smiled contemptuously.
The little weasel was afraid and ashamed, and tears began to flow again.
"Hey, hey—"
Qiao Qiao immediately softened her heart.
"snort!"
Shen Rangchen snorted coldly,
The little weasel covered his mouth and finally, with the support of Li Ergou, did what he had just wanted to say.
He took out the food money he brought from home, and crawled into Qiao Qiao's arms with the sack. He started crying again, looking even more pitiful.
“…Shameless!”
Shen Rangchen accused with his eyes.
Qiao Qiao couldn't help but hug the little weasel and the little sack in his arms, and his thoughts wavered again.
Friendship is friendship, truth is truth, otherwise, she should just be an upright person?
“Snap—”
Qiao Qiao was just wavering when she saw that Chen Rangchen didn't wave his sleeves this time, but slammed the table instead.
And at the moment he slammed the table, a gold ingot just happened to roll to Qiao Qiao's feet with a "gurgling sound".
This - if you don’t pick it up, you are not a Chinese!
Qiao Qiao looked at the poor little baby in her arms, then at the gold ingots at her feet. She felt a little torn, but in the end... she decided to take both.
"How about? You two each take half?"
She pushed the little weasel away, holding the bag in one hand and touching the gold ingots with the other.
However, she didn't expect that after she said this, the ghosts who had just appeared one pitiful and the other ferocious became even more pitiful and even more ferocious.
But no matter which one of them, they did not forget to look at her with the eyes of a scumbag, and reached out to take their own "purses" and "gold ingots".
“Don’t…don’t, don’t, don’t.”
Qiao Qiao was anxious and took down the statue of Li Ergou to hold down his wallet.
He was quick to grab the gold ingots at his feet and spread them on the ground to block the golden beans. He said more seriously, "If you don't agree, I can go down the mountain and buy two more. That's fine too."
“…”
"hehe."
The big and the small were not getting along just now, but now they sneered at each other in unison.
They waved their hands one by one and picked up the golden beans on the ground, even the gold ingots in Qiao Qiao's hand.
The other one rolled her eyes and plunged into Qiao Qiao's arms again. Taking advantage of Qiao Qiao's grief, she spoke softly, "How about you give the roast chicken to him, Qiu Bai, it's okay."
"As long as my sister is happy, it's okay even if Qiu Bai has nothing."
As he spoke, Qiu Bai even took the initiative to pull the small purse that Li Ergou had pressed tightly under him towards Qiao Qiao.
“???”
Shen Rangchen’s expression froze as he left indifferently.
Qiao Qiao was also greatly shocked: "Wow, I didn't expect that an old antique who lived for a few years is not as sensible as a little monster like you."
"I'm so touched! I'm so touched!"
Qiao Qiao was moved and accepted the small purse, and vowed to bring more roast chicken to Qiu Bai in the future.
Qiu Bai did not get carried away. He smiled shyly at Chen Rangchen and disappeared.
He changed back to his original form, hid under the ancestor's altar, and even carefully covered himself with a red cloth.
Shen Rangchen was going crazy!
"If you're not afraid, why are you hiding?"
He looked grim, and even wanted to ignore everything and just chop down the broken Taoist temple in Qingshan.
Qiao Qiao didn't think there was anything wrong. While counting the money, he couldn't help but start praising the little weasel for the trouble he had caused to Chen Dingrong.
"If it weren't for that demonic energy of his that suppressed Director Chen's fortune, Director Chen's father would have starved for who knows how long."
"So, if you think about it this way, our Qiu Bai has done a good thing!"
You're such a ghost!
Shen Rangchen had no idea what to do with the pile of "messy" things in the Taoist temple, and he was so angry that he went straight down the mountain.
"Isn't it just 'doing good things'?"
Who wouldn’t be able to do that?
He dropped the roast chicken, which he didn't care about at all, and rushed to Qingshan Village like crazy.
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