Chapter 75: Man's Mouth

Old Lady Wang knew what Du Ruo meant. Apart from a dish of chicken stewed with vermicelli in a large pot on the table, the rest were vegetables. She also dug up some wild vegetables and put them on the table.

She didn't know this Du Ruoke very well, but she and Yuan Tingchuan both thought the food was delicious. It was rare for both of them to finish a whole meal.

Looking at the table full of pleasing green vegetables, Yuan was sure that his new project would make him a lot of money.

After finishing their meal, the two of them were going home. As they passed by the chopping board for chicken, Du Ruo casually said, "Auntie, your kitchen knife is quite beautiful. It has patterns on it. Is it an old item?"

Aunt Wang said: "It is indeed an old item. At that time, when the four olds were destroyed, people looked for things in the land temple. Our family member went there late, so everything was gone. He only found this broken kitchen knife in the corner."

Du Ruo smiled and said, "Why is it a broken kitchen knife? I think the pattern is pretty. How about you sell it to me?"

The old lady's eyes lit up and she blinked: "I can sell it to you. Give me two thousand yuan. Sell it to you."

Du Ruo laughed at what she said: "Auntie, I just asked because the pattern on this kitchen knife is novel. How many thousands of dollars can this thing be worth? If it is really worth a few thousand dollars, why are you still using it to chop chicken food?"

The old lady said, "Don't worry about what I do with it, if you want to buy it, this is the price."

Du Ruo shrugged: "Then I don't want it. I thought, if I can sell it for a hundred or two hundred yuan, I will take it home to play with it. Who wants it for several thousand yuan?"

As she spoke, she pulled Yuan Tingchuan out, picked up the motorcycle helmet and put it on her head. The motorcycle started and made a roar. The old lady saw that the two were really going to leave, so she ran up to them and said, "Hey, don't leave? Let's talk about it again."

In fact, if she looked carefully, she would find that Yuan Tingchuan's motorcycle was started, but the ladder under his feet was not retracted, which did not mean that he was going to leave.

But when the old lady heard the roar of the motorcycle, she became a little anxious. She had been chopping wild vegetables with that broken kitchen knife for many years and had never taken it seriously. Now someone still wanted it. Would she be a fool not to sell it?

The old lady pulled Du Ruo's sleeve and said, "My dear, you just said that it is an old item. If you add a little more, I will sell it to you for 500 yuan."

Du Ruo smiled and said, "Auntie, you can keep it for yourself. How about this, I'll go home today and come back to get it someday?"

When Old Lady Wang heard this, she became even more anxious. If she left, could she ever come back? It sounds good, but she would have to wait until the end of time to come back and get it.

Yuan Tingchuan was already a little impatient: "Auntie, please let go, or I'll scratch you."

The old lady refused to let go: "Two hundred yuan is two hundred yuan, just count the money and I'll get you the kitchen knife."

She glanced at the two men while running backwards, saying, "Don't go, I'll get you a kitchen knife."

A smile flashed in Du Ruo's eyes: "Okay, Auntie, find something for me to put it in." There was some displeasure in her tone.

Old Lady Wang put the kitchen knife into a small cloth bag, stuffed it into Du Ruo's pocket and said, "This is the price you offered, young lady. Take it." She also heard that the young lady probably wanted to go back on her word, which was not acceptable.

Du Ruo hesitantly took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to the old lady.

Holding the cloth bag, not knowing where to put it, Yuan Tingchuan reached out and hung the bag on the handlebar behind the motorcycle.

This time, Yuan Tingchuan put away the ladder and rushed out with his foot on the accelerator.

Yuan Tingchuan did not ride fast. The two of them rode the motorcycle slowly towards home facing the sunset. The breeze gently brushed across their cheeks, and on both sides were green rice fields, which was quite artistic.

When I got home, the two children were sleeping soundly in each other's arms.

Yu Min heard them coming back and came out to ask, "Why did you come back so late? Did you eat? Do you need to work?"

Du Ruo: "No need, go and take a rest, you don't have anything to do today, right?"

Yu Min said, "It's okay. The kindergarten teacher gave us some homework today, and both children have finished it."

Du Ruo nodded and said, there is no need to worry about the two children.

Yuan Tingchuan sat on the sofa and drank tea. He usually just asked about these things. The Yuan family had a tutor who would report to him regularly.

Du Ruo smiled at him and said, "Aren't you going back to bed?"

Yuan Tingchuan said, "What time is it? I'll go read the documents after I finish this cup of tea, and then go to sleep when I'm tired."

Du Ruo blinked and said, “It’s not easy to be an emperor.”

Yuan Tingchuan leaned on the sofa and said meaningfully: "That kitchen knife of yours is quite good. Do you know where it came from?"

Du Ruo blinked and smiled: "I really don't know."

So it's the sixth sense again? This is really mysterious?

"I'm going to Myanmar in a while, and I'd like to ask you for a favor. What do you think?" Yuan Tingchuan's tone was very light, and he looked at Du Ruo with a complicated look.

Du Ruo's eyes flashed and he smiled: "Okay..."

"Are you going to northern Myanmar?" That's not a good place. Du Ruo's voice was a little hesitant, but there were sparks in her lowered eyes.

Yuan Tingchuan said: "No."

Du Ruo's voice was somewhat relieved: "Just go to the auction, and then we can go together?"

“No need.”

Du Ruo looked at the man leaning on the sofa. Under the dim light, his expression seemed to be rarely softened.

"On the seventh day of the seventh month in the Changsheng Palace, in the middle of the night when no one is talking, I wish to be a pair of wings in the sky and a pair of branches on the ground."

A man's mouth is a deceitful ghost, it has always been the same today.

Du Ruo yawned and said, "I'm going to sleep now. You can do your own thing."

She had been tortured by her own mother for a whole day, and then had to run around with the boss, so she couldn't bear it any longer.

Du Ruo was sleeping soundly in the bedroom. In the private room, Yuan Tingchuan, who was reading documents, received a call from Qu Xin.

Qu Xin was quite angry on the phone: "Tingchuan, what do you mean? Are you so ungrateful? The matter has been concluded. It was not me who did it. You knew that the Qu Group was in trouble, and you still added insult to injury?"

Yuan Tingchuan tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingers, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Qu Xin: "Tingchuan, you are asking this even though you already know the answer. How much manpower and resources did our Qu Group invest in the project in the New Town Development Zone? And you just took it away so easily?"

Yuan Tingchuan: "I don't know much about this matter. I need to ask the people below me. I will tell you when I understand it clearly."

Qu Xin was a little annoyed: "Yuan Tingchuan, don't pretend to be ignorant when you know the truth. Who in the Yuan Group can surpass you? Are you treating me like a fool?"

Yuan Tingchuan said slowly, "Whatever you say, that's what it is."