Zhao Qingshan couldn't help but feel a little reluctant when he thought about how his beautiful Xiaojiu had been given to Wen Ziqing, and he also felt a little resentful towards Wen Ziqing. But now, seeing Wen Ziqing's eyes glued to Zhou Yuanyuan the moment she returned home, Zhao Qingshan's mood brightened.
Wen Ziqing had been in Zhaojiagou for several months, and Zhao Qingshan had gotten to know his temperament perfectly. Wen Ziqing was a cold-hearted person, cold on the outside and cold on the inside, a fact evident from the fact that he never called Qingshan City or City N.
Zhao Qingshan had worried about how Zhou Yuanyuan and Wen Ziqing, such a cold-hearted person, would get along if he forced them together. Would Xiaojiu blame him when she grew up?
After spending some time together, Zhao Qingshan noticed that Wen Ziqing was cold towards everyone else, even towards him, his master. But it was different with Xiaojiu. Whenever Zhou Yuanyuan was around, Wen Ziqing would quietly watch over her, doing things for her whenever she felt like it. Even when she worked up a sweat, Wen Ziqing would immediately wipe her sweat with a towel. When the little girl got tired from playing, Wen Ziqing was always the first to notice if something was wrong.
Zhao Qingshan had truly considered passing on the Zhao family's martial arts to Wen Ziqing because of his talent. Wen Ziqing's talent would surely help the Zhao family's martial arts flourish. Wen Ziqing was from an outsider family and had no connection to the Zhao family. Zhao Qingshan had been anxious, so he came up with the idea of getting Wen Ziqing and Zhou Yuanyuan engaged.
Now that Zhou Yuanyuan has revealed her talent in martial arts and has been recognized by the Zhao family heirloom, the wooden box, Zhao Qingshan realized that his decision to arrange the engagement between Zhou Yuanyuan and Wen Ziqing was too abrupt.
Zhou Yuanyuan inherited the wooden box, and her future achievements are immeasurable. Marriage is a union of two families, not a source of resentment. I wonder if Wen Ziqing would mind having a wife who is stronger than him? Or, while I can still move my old bones, I can train Wen Ziqing to be even better? So that he can be worthy of Little Nine Girl? Zhao Qingshan stared at Wen Ziqing in the yard, pondering secretly.
Wen Ziqing put the two pheasants he was carrying into the chicken coop in the corner of the yard and was about to go to the kitchen to help when he suddenly felt a cold air rushing towards him, making every pore on his body stand up.
Wen Ziqing turned around and saw only Zhao Qingshan's bright smiling face.
This kid! He's truly a martial arts talent, so alert! Acute five senses refers to the body's ability to perceive its surroundings with remarkable sensitivity, instantly sensing the slightest hint of kindness, malice, calculation, or even a hint of affection. People with these five senses often live longer than the average person. Think about it? On the battlefield, being able to sense dangers definitely gives you a much better chance of survival. Back then, Zhao Qingshan relied on his sharp five senses to block that bullet for Wen Yiran.
Looking at Wen Ziqing with a vigilant look on his face, Zhao Qingshan was delighted.
"Hmm! Today is a good day. I'll have to drink a few more cups of wine when we have the New Year's Eve dinner later," Zhao Qingshan thought happily.
In the room, Zhou Yuanyuan "saw" Wen Ziqing and the others returning home, and also "saw" Zhao Guohui busy helping Tiezhu's mother cook at Gu Tiezhu's house, and she couldn't help but smile.
Zhou Yuanyuan knew that her uncle was a kind-hearted man. Even if he didn't get anything, let alone a few pheasants today, he would not watch Tiezhu's mother and the others go without food.
Tie Zhu Niang was truly pitiful. It was a pity she had already exhausted all her energy. Zhou Yuanyuan's medical skills were limited, and she had no way to treat Tie Zhu Niang's illness. Unless... some rare and precious treasure could bring Tie Zhu Niang back to life.
While Zhou Yuanyuan was lost in thought, Zhao Guohui had already prepared dinner for Tiezhu's mother and walked out of Tiezhu's house.
Huh? Why is there a yellow light appearing from my uncle's body?
Zhou Yuanyuan felt a little strange. Just now, a yellow light suddenly appeared on Zhao Guohui's body, flashed a few times, and disappeared between Zhao Guohui's forehead.
Zhao Guohui's originally gloomy complexion looked much better, and his yellowish skin also looked a lot whiter.
Over the past few days, Zhao Guohui had been feeling down or in a bad mood, but his complexion had been dull and lusterless. Suddenly, Zhao Guohui's spirits had visibly improved.
Was it her own eyesight? Zhou Yuanyuan shook her head.
"That's the energy of merit." A childish voice suddenly rang out in Zhou Yuanyuan's mind. Judging from the owner of the voice, it should be a little boy of three or four years old.
"Who is it?" Zhou Yuanyuan was startled. Suddenly, a voice that didn't belong to her appeared in her head, and Zhou Yuanyuan felt really nervous.
"I am Xiaoyu, master, don't be afraid." The childish voice continued.
Xiaoyu? Xiaoyu? Xiaoyu? Zhou Yuanyuan was stunned.
"Master, it's Xiaoyu, the Yu in white jade, not Xiaoyu or Xiaoyu!" The childish voice seriously corrected Zhou Yuanyuan's mistake.
"Who are you? How do you know what I'm thinking?" Zhou Yuanyuan was shocked. There was a monster living in her head that could read her thoughts. No matter what she was thinking, it was terrifying!
"Wow... Master, Xiaoyu is not a monster. Xiaoyu is very, very good... very, very good... Hey? What is Xiaoyu?" Xiaoyu couldn't help crying when she heard Zhou Yuanyuan say that she was a monster. But she is the one and only beautiful Xiaoyu in the world. How could the master say that she is a monster?
Fall! She even knows what I'm thinking. Could this Xiaoyu be some kind of monster?
"No, no, Xiaoyu is not a monster, nor a demon. Xiaoyu is the master's best friend. That's right, Xiaoyu is jade, a spiritual jade." Xiaoyu finally remembered her true form and quickly reported to Zhou Yuanyuan. The situation was critical just now, and Xiaoyu had lost her memory when she used the Great Transmigration, which was why she couldn't remember some things.
Jade? Spiritual jade? Could it be the jade token from earlier? Could the jade token even speak? Has it become a spirit?
Zhou Yuanyuan was stunned.
If what happened today hadn't been so bizarre, Zhou Yuanyuan would definitely not have accepted a piece of talking jade. Furthermore, this piece of jade had transformed from a book right under Zhou Yuanyuan's watchful eye.
However, since the peony on the wooden box can bloom, and adding a piece of talking jade, it seems reasonable.
"Master, Master, Xiaoyu isn't a spirit. Xiaoyu has always been a Jade Spirit." Unable to accept Zhou Yuanyuan's thoughts, Xiaoyu quickly corrected her. Considering she was a Jade Spirit, a born spirit, how could she compare to those spirited creatures? Well, it was just like her old master said, "How dare a grain of rice compete with Xiaoyu for splendor?"
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