Chapter 424: Inexplicable Hostility

Shen Hechi was ignored, but he didn't get angry. He bowed and left.

"Bu Jiu, do you feel that the boy looks a little uncomfortable?"

In the room, Kong Mingxue suddenly said something.

"Yes." Meng Bujiu opened his eyes and uttered a word.

His eyes were dark.

I don’t know what I’m thinking.

"He looks to be only eleven or twelve years old. He lives with us, so he must be a student. He must be quite knowledgeable to be a student at this age."

Kong Mingxue said again.

"No, he is a scholar." Meng Bujiu's face turned slightly pale.

"What? Scholar? How do you know?" These words were like thunder in a clear sky, and Kong Mingxue jumped up from the bed.

A scholar of eleven or twelve years old?

He is simply a child prodigy.

"Did you notice his attire? Scholars from the south of the Yangtze River usually wear white jade rings and belts around their waists. This is rarely seen in our Qixi County. Listen to his accent. Although it is similar to ours, the last note is a little upbeat. It is obvious that he has the accent of a certain place in the south of the Yangtze River. I am afraid that he did not come here to study. He may have come here for my father."

My maternal grandfather was a prostitute, and my biological father was the county magistrate.

My mother is also well-versed in poetry.

How could Meng Bujiu be stupid?

The reason he was so carefree before was simply because he was tired of studying.

In fact, he is very smart.

"Bujiu is right. What should we do? How are we going to get along with him in the future?" Kong Mingxue looked at him in confusion.

"Just wait and see. Just treat each other like classmates. There's no need to be intimate with each other."

A dark light flashed in Meng Bujiu's eyes.

His expression looked somewhat unfathomable.

"Okay, I understand. Do you want to tell Uncle Meng about this?" Kong Mingxue asked with a hint of anxiety on his face.

I was afraid that Meng Zhili was being plotted against by Shen Hechi.

"No need. My father was in school two days ago, but my grandfather didn't allow me to go home when he was in school, so I didn't see him. But the servant came to tell me. Besides, I was a little worried about little Fubao."

Mention Fubao.

Meng Bujiu's facial features finally softened a little.

His eyes seemed to contain a pool of spring water.

"What happened to Fubao?" Kong Ming knew nothing.

He got out of bed.

Face to face with Meng Bujiu, the two were only a fist's distance apart.

Seems a bit ambiguous.

"Stay away. The servants said that Fubao was hit on the forehead by someone in the school. It seems to be quite serious. His forehead is red and swollen. I plan to sneak out of the school after listening to the teacher's lecture this afternoon to see Fubao. Do you want to go?"

Meng Bujiu pushed Kong Ming's teachings away with disdain.

"What? Fubao was hit by someone? Who is so blind? Why didn't I hear Tongmu mention this?" Kong Mingxue became more and more anxious.

"He is probably not in the room. Fubao left after delivering the clothes. Do you want to go? If you don't go, I will go out alone." Meng Bujiu said again.

"Of course I'll go. Fubao is my sister. If she gets into trouble, of course I'll go. Damn it, if I find out who bumped into her, I'll make him pay! By the way, why don't you call me Tongmu?" Kong Mingxue cursed.

Master Dewei is not here.

Otherwise you'll get hit a few times.

"No, it's not your sister. Wait until you pass the imperial examination. Don't shout at Tongmu anymore. If he knows, those guys should know too. If there are many people sneaking out, they will definitely be caught. Let's go together. Okay, you take a rest. I'll go home. Granny Rong has a prescription. I used it when I was a child. I'm going to bring it to Fubao this afternoon."

After saying this, Meng Bujiu stood up and left.

"This boy, why did he suddenly become stupid? Why didn't Grandma Rong give the prescription to Fubao? This trip is in vain!" Kong Mingxue couldn't stop him even if he shouted.

He complained quietly.

Then he lay down on the bed and continued to sleep.

However, I couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard I tried.

In my mind, there was Jiang Fubao, whose head was covered in blood.

He was very worried.

I can't wait to get out now.

But the teacher in the afternoon was particularly strict.

If he had not gone to the lecture, his hands would probably have been beaten until they were swollen like pig trotters.

The teacher in the school doesn't care whether you are a student or a scholar.

If you don't listen, you will be beaten.

Unable to sleep, Kong Mingxue simply sat at the table and read.

He must pass the examination and become a scholar this year.

Fubao will definitely become his sister.

Thinking of this, motivation came instantly.

On the other side, in Dong's residence, Meng Bujiu tiptoed and slipped outside Granny Rong's house.

The door was not closed, so he quickly slipped in.

The servants and maids who were sweeping the house pretended not to see him.

Meng Bujiu thought he was hiding very secretly.

"Mrs. Rong, do you still have the recipe you used on me? It was the black thing you applied to me when I bumped into a pillar when I was a kid."

Granny Rong was sewing clothes at the table.

Meng Bujiu said anxiously.

The sound was kept very low.

He was afraid that the servants outside would hear him and complain to his grandfather.

"No? Why are you back? Be careful that your grandfather sees you and scolds you. What do you want the prescription for? What? Are you injured? Did you bump into the pillar again?"

Granny Rong put down the clothes and needlework in her hands.

He looked Meng Bujiu up and down.

He was not seen to be injured anywhere.

"It's not me, it's Fubao!" Meng Bujiu explained quickly.

"Oh, you scared me, Fubao, she..." Granny Rong stopped talking halfway.

I saw her eyes roll around and she immediately changed her tune.

"Okay, I'll get it for you." Granny Rong stood up, walked to the small cabinet beside the bed, took out a palm-sized black jar from it, and handed it to Meng Bujiu.

"Here, use it to put it on Fubao's forehead." Granny Rong held back her laughter.

Watched Meng Bujiu leave.

After a while, she went to Dong Wei's study with tea and cakes.

"Master, what do you think, Bu Jiu and Fu Bao..." She did not explain.

But Dong Wei understood it immediately.

"There is a big age gap between these two children, but if they get married, I will be happy. I watched Fubao grow up. No matter who she marries or who she finds a son-in-law, I will be very uncomfortable and worried. After all, she is my grandson-in-law. Although people may have made some nonsense, it is good for Fubao.

It's a pity that Fubao is still too young, and Bujiu is already seventeen. If we wait until Fubao grows up, I'm afraid Zhili and Yi'er won't be able to wait. Besides, Fubao only thinks of Bujiu as her brother. She is so young, how can she understand affection and love? Let's not talk about this matter in the future, just let it be."

Dong Wei sighed.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip.

The tea is not hot.

Over the years, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, the tea that Granny Rong brought him was always suitable for his drinking.

Never made a mistake.

"What a pity! The two children are a good match, but the age gap is too big. Oh, thank you for caring so much about Fubao and even specially..." Granny Rong shut up halfway through her words.

Oops.

She let the cat out of the bag.