Chapter 137
The little tiger wooden sculpture on the ground disappeared in the blink of an eye.
And the person standing in the dark room disappeared.
The other side.
Ming Qiao, who was still immersed in the big event, was a little excited.
"Grandpa, we have gained a lot this time!"
"That's right, this is all thanks to our Qiao Qiao."
Shi Ze gave all the credit to his precious grandson. He held his little grandson in his arms and praised him, "Qiao Qiao found so many bills in one go, that's great!"
Ming Qiao, who was praised, also happily stuck to his grandfather.
"Grandpa is awesome too!"
Ming Qiao kissed his grandfather's handsome face and thought that his grandfather's behavior today was so handsome!
The grandfather and grandson were kissing each other affectionately, and Shi Ze even lowered his head to look at You Qing who was walking beside them.
"Xiao You, do you want grandpa to hold you? Grandpa can hold two at a time."
"No."
You Qing shook his head: "I want to go by myself."
Shi Ze took care of the cubs more and was also very concerned about You Qing, the cub, and he also considered treating them equally.
"Xiao You, come on, you can kiss me too."
Qiao Qiao kissed him just now, and now Xiao You can also kiss him.
It's fairer to kiss both cubs.
You Qing: “…”
You Qing: "No."
He doesn't care much about fairness.
"Grandpa, are you going to pay them back? Was it given to you by grandma?"
In order to avoid kissing his grandfather, You Qing directly changed the subject.
As expected, the topic he changed was what Shi Ze liked to hear.
"Yes, your grandmother gave it to me."
When Shi Ze mentioned this, he was very proud: "Your grandmother is actually very obsessed with money. It is harder to get money from her than to climb the stars and break the moon."
What Shi Ze meant was to show off how special Dalong was to him.
You Qing was also very supportive.
He followed Shi Ze's meaning and said, "Grandma is so good to you."
Ming Qiao also nodded: "Grandma likes Grandpa! Grandpa likes Grandma too."
Long before he found his grandmother, Ming Qiao heard his grandfather mention the dragon he raised and he knew that his grandfather loved his dragon very much.
That time, Ming Qiao said this and was refuted by Shi Ze.
And now, when he said this again, there was only smile in Shi Ze's eyes.
"Jojo is right."
Shi Ze admitted openly: "Grandpa likes grandma very much."
However, he was not sure whether grandma liked what grandpa said.
He knew that Dalong had some feelings for him, but he himself couldn't tell how much.
"Grandpa, now we have found the white bone grass. What else should we do to save grandma?"
The white bone grass can only make the dragon's flesh and blood grow.
The dragon's remaining life span can only be extended by other means.
"Qin family."
The smile in Shi Ze's eyes faded when Ming Qiao asked this question: "We have to catch Qin Bei."
"We need to get all the Qin family members out."
Mingqiao pricked up his little ears and listened carefully to his grandfather's speech.
When Shi Ze finished speaking, his fat face became serious and he clenched his fists.
"good!"
"Down with the Qin family!"
Ming Qiao shouted the slogan solemnly in his baby voice. At this moment, the slogan he shouted was also the goal he vowed to practice.
Shi Ze took his grandson out to do some interpreting, and halfway back they stopped at a restaurant.
There was no way, Mingqiao was hungry.
He didn't tell his grandfather that he was hungry, but his stomach was growling.
Shi Ze freed his hand and touched his belly.
"Deflated, go eat."
When taking your grandchildren out for dinner, it goes without saying that the food must be good.
In addition to giving Shi Ze five million last night, Dalong also gave him some extra pocket money.
"Pocket money, give it to Qiao Qiao when you go out."
Dalong gave out two sums of money in a row, and it was obvious that he was in a bad mood.
Of course, the main reason for his bad mood was the five million yuan he received earlier.
Shi Ze knew that Dalong was in a bad mood, so he diligently coaxed him until midnight.
"Grandpa, this looks so expensive."
After experiencing his grandfather’s debts, Mingqiao became a little uneasy about his grandfather’s “generosity”.
He touched his storage ring, raised his little face, and made a decision: "I'll treat you to this meal. I have money!"
He has enough pocket money!
"No need for you to treat me. With Grandpa here, you don't need to spend money."
Shi Ze insisted on spending money on his grandson.
The big and the small were vying to treat each other, and in the end, Shi Ze patted the storage bag and said that it was Dalong who gave the money, and Ming Qiao was relieved.
"So grandma gave me pocket money."
Ming Qiao felt relieved. He sat on the bench and swung his short legs leisurely: "Grandpa, grandma gave me money. You don't have to borrow money anymore."
Borrowing money is not a good thing.
Shi Ze nodded.
Mingqiao didn't need to remind him of this, as Dalong had already warned him in person yesterday.
From now on, he will never borrow money again!
The meal was pretty good.
After the meal, Shi Ze packed up a few meat dishes that he thought were delicious and prepared to take them back for Dalong to eat.
Ming Qiao also packed a dessert that he had never had before.
You Qing didn't pack anything as he didn't care about food.
After leaving the restaurant, Shi Ze didn't waste any more time. He held his grandson in his arms and took You Qing home without stopping.
At home, everything is normal.
When Shi Ze returned home before, the first thing he did was to look for his grandson or his son. Now, as long as he is at home, he basically stays in the treasure house.
This time is no exception.
He returned to the treasury, put his grandson on the ground, and went to look for his own dragon.
"Sang Yu! I'm back with the money!"
Shi Ze's tone was arrogant. He came close to Dalong and described what he had done today in an exaggerated way.
"Not only did I settle the account, I also eradicated this group of cancerous cells."
Shi Ze's voice was excited. He looked at Dalong without blinking, and his handsome face clearly showed that you want to praise me.
Dalong: “…”
Dalong: “Roar.”
What did you bring back?
Shi Ze: “?”
Shi Ze: "You want to see it? It's all at Xiao You's place. He said he wanted to see it."
Shi Ze's knowledge is much broader than Wu Ye's, and he has read more books. But this does not mean that he loves learning.
Anyway, nowadays, he would rather not read books than do so.
After so many years, he became more and more aware.
People should live according to their heart.
"roar."
Let Xiaoyou see it.
Dalong roared softly, then flew over and looked at his grandson and You Qing.
The two little guys were sitting cross-legged on the ground, shoulder to shoulder.
In front of them, there was a pile of papers.
You Qing was looking carefully at the things he brought back.
Ming Qiao looked at a few pictures, and after realizing that he was not as efficient as his brother, he gave up watching them with his brother.
He clenched his chubby little fists and started punching his brother's legs.
"Brother, is this enough strength?"
"Okay, thank you, Qiao Qiao."
"You're welcome."
The little guy who was massaging his brother's legs very hard, after he finished massaging his brother's legs, he started massaging his shoulders.
Dalong looked at the two little guys getting along harmoniously, silently for a while without disturbing them.
I don’t know how much time passed.
You Qing looked through all the things they brought back.
“Some of these people’s bills…are problematic.”
You Qing reads very quickly, not only quickly but also carefully.
He picked out the problematic ones and put them aside.
There was also a stack of money belonging to the victims, which he also sorted out separately.
He organized these things in order and handed them over to Qingheng.
Qingheng received these things and started reading them immediately.
After flipping through it for a while, he looked at You Qing and said, "Xiao You, did you organize all this?"
"Um."
You Qing responded.
Qingheng was still very happy to hear this expected answer.
He has acquired a lot of property.
When You Qing grows up a little more, he will be able to hand over the property to You Qing.
"Uncle Qingheng, if you have any questions about these bills, please come to me."
"I want to go back and see Qiao Qiao now."
"good."
After You Qing delivered the bill, he turned around and went back to look at Ming Qiao who had not followed him.
Ming Qiao didn't follow because he was talking to the Zhuling people.
The efficiency of the Zhuling people is comparable to You Qing's speed in reading.
Ming Qiao said he wanted to set up a sect, and they chose a location within one day.
"Look, here, this open space can be used as a place for the sect's disciples to train daily, and these hills can be used for living."
"And here, use it as the main door."
The address chosen by the tribe covers a very large area, and they did not rent such a large piece of land, it is their own land!
The Zhuling tribe has few people but a lot of land!
"Qiao Qiao, the sect's gate plaque is being made. It will be ready in a few days."
The Zhuling people reported on the progress of their sect.
After they finished their report, they asked, "A sect must have a leader. Qiao Qiao, do you want to be the leader?"
"I won't do it."
Ming Qiao shook his head like a rattle, opened his round eyes, and said, "I'm too young to be the head."
Ming Qiao is not the leader, and the members of the Zhuling tribe have no plans to join the Lintian Sect.
The head master was waiting for the scholars, and saw that only the adults in the family were left.
But Qingheng doesn't like socializing. Wu Ye is okay as the Demon Lord, but he can't be the leader of the righteous sect.
Grandpa and grandma, grandma, uncles and aunts...
Neither is suitable.
Ming Qiao frowned as he thought about it.
"Qiao Qiao, if you don't become the head, then who will be the head?"
"Let me think about it."
Ming Qiao said he would think about it, and then he thought all night but couldn't think of a suitable candidate.
The plaque is almost ready, but the leader has not yet been chosen.
Mingqiao didn't feel his breakfast was tasty anymore and he even ate half a bowl of rice less.
Seeing his son so worried, Qingheng pursed his lips, hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke.
"Qiao Qiao, I'll do it--"
"Mother, I don't need you."
Mingqiao refused her mother before she finished speaking.
He didn't want to embarrass his mother.
"I'm going to school first. You don't have to take me to school today. I'm going with my brother."
"OK."
The family members watched the two little ones and the two little babies leave the house. They said they would not see them off, but secretly, Shi Ze still followed them.
Qingheng and Wu Ye, who stayed where they were, took the bill and went out.
Qingheng discovered traces of the Qin family on these bills.
He suspected that these shameful businesses were related to the Qin family.
Now the Qin family is looking forward to expanding its sect and increasing its strength.
Qingheng didn't want to let them get their wish.
If it can be confirmed that these shabby industries belong to the Qin family, the good image that the Qin family presents to the outside world will probably be ruined.
Qingheng started to get busy.
Ming Qiao, who was still in distress, was taken to the college by his brother, holding his chubby hand.
In the academy, Lingsi arrived earlier than Mingqiao.
They hadn't seen each other for a day. Ming Qiao was just about to tell Lingsi what happened yesterday, but the two buds in his arms poked their heads out before him, shaking their little leaves to greet Lingsi.
"come over."
Lingsi's gaze also moved from Mingqiao's face to his chest.
He stretched out his hand and let both buds jump into his palm.
There was a taste of sugar in Lingsi's pocket.
He put One-One and Two-Two into his pocket.
"This is for you."
The candy in the pocket is for Yiyi and Erer, and the candy Lingsi put on the table is for Mingqiao.
Mingqiao took the candy and gave the dessert he brought to Lingsi.
The two friends exchanged delicious food with each other.
After the exchange was over, they started chatting before the gentleman came.
I don’t know if chatting helps me think.
As Mingqiao chatted, a light bulb suddenly lit up in his head.
"I've figured it out."
His eyes lit up, and his little voice was filled with joy: "I've thought of someone who will be the leader!"
He has two candidates for the position of the leader.
1. Cangxuan Continent, Lintian Sect, the current leader.
He can send spiritual energy downwards to allow the leader and elders to ascend.
As for the senior brothers and sisters, let them all hurry up and ascend!
Second, look for it in Tianjun Realm.
In the past, many seniors from Lintian Sect had ascended to heaven!
What Ming Qiao has to do is to find back the elders who have ascended to heaven in Lintian Sect.
In particular, he remembered that there was a leader of the Lintian Sect who ascended to heaven in the past!
Both of these options have their own difficulties.
But Ming Qiao decided to face the challenge!
"Lingsi, I'll take you to visit my sect in a few days."
Ming Qiao hasn't found a leader yet, but he has already planned to invite his friends to take a look at the sect he is about to build.
"Yes, I will go."
Lingsi responded seriously to Mingqiao's invitation.
While he was responding, he was also thinking about what kind of gift to bring.
They were chatting here and the atmosphere seemed quite relaxed.
A few days later.
The adults in the family were busy as hell. Shi Ze was dealing with the bills of the victims, and he had to find people one by one to give them money.
Qingheng and Wu Ye followed the clues and investigated the Qin family bit by bit.
The Zhuling people and Lingyan, they helped Shize one moment and Qingheng the next, and they were so busy that they were about to vomit blood.
Even though they were so busy that they almost vomited blood, they still didn't forget to look for someone——
Find the people who kidnapped Qin Bei on the wedding day.
Most of the Zhuling people are single, and they may not be good at thinking about emotional matters.
Therefore, they did not think about that person’s motives or who his feelings were for.
They simply and roughly repeated what happened that day.
They planned to let Lingyan pretend to get married.
Just when they were thinking about who to choose as a fake marriage partner, Ming Qiao's search for the leader gave them inspiration.
They spread rumors: Lingyan was going to marry a powerful man, who was a senior who ascended from the Lintian Sect in the lower realm, and now, he was going to serve as the new leader of the Lintian Sect in the Tianjun Realm.
Before the rumor spread, the tribesmen themselves hesitated.
They advised together: "Ling Yan, how about we think of another way? If this continues, your reputation will be ruined. In the future, if you have someone you like, I'm afraid that person will have concerns."
Lingyan is alone now, and the people of the Zhuling tribe are still thinking about whether she will find a companion in the future.
Ling Yan, who was sitting on a chair, took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Let's just spread it."
She doesn't care about fame or anything like that.
In the future, it will be impossible for her to have anyone she likes.
Lingyan decided to do this himself, and the tribesmen did not stop him.
They almost replicated what happened last time.
In addition, Lingyan’s marriage partner has changed.
And I wonder if the person she marries this time will attract that person.
Ling Yan put down the tea and added: "If it doesn't work this time, it means that he was targeting the Qin family last time."
"If you want to find him, then continue to start with the Qin family."
Ling Yan's plan soon reached Ming Qiao's ears.
As soon as Ming Qiao heard it, he knew that this was an attempt to lure the uncle.
He frowned and tried to stop it, but failed. He was also forced by his grandmother to take on a mission.
Just like last time, he wants to be a little happy boy.
"grandmother."
With no one around, Ming Qiao couldn't hold it in and confessed to her grandmother: "The person you are looking for is not a bad person."
"He's the uncle I told you about."
"The last time he kidnapped Qin Bei, it was all because of me!"
Ming Qiao talked about how good the uncle was to him, and he sniffed as he spoke.
"Uncle likes me very much, let's not arrest him, okay?"
"Jojo."
Ling Yan did not agree to Ming Qiao's request. She pinched Ming Qiao's little face and leaned over to touch Ming Qiao's forehead: "We must meet this uncle."
"Qin Bei is a very cautious person. There are always people around him."
"Your uncle is very capable, as he was able to tie him up."
"We are just about to catch Qin Bei now. If your uncle can come forward, maybe Qin Bei can be caught earlier."
Lingyan's attitude will not change.
Ming Qiao had no choice but to nod dejectedly.
However, before cooperating with his grandmother, he decided to talk to his uncle first.
He has to catch the uncle first!
"Brother, you have to help me! Oh, and call grandpa too!"
Ming Qiao called his brother and grandfather and asked them to help him make some plans.
In the plan, Ming Qiao wants to use herself to hook up with the uncle!
"If I'm in danger, the uncle will definitely show up."
Mingqiao's plan was very simple.
He would pretend to be in danger and wait for the uncle to rescue him.
The reason why he called his brother and grandfather was to prevent him from getting into real danger if his uncle didn't come.
"Okay, let's get started!"
The confident little fat boy, at his own command, began to commit suicide in various ways.
The first time, he pretended to be kidnapped.
He was "tied" for two days, until he couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep, drooling all over his body, but no rescue came.
Finally, You Qing couldn't bear it any longer and took the baby, who was almost sleeping soundly, back home.
The second time, he pretended to fall off a cliff.
He found the highest mountain and jumped down without hesitation.
After jumping to the bottom of the cliff, he turned into a little flying dragon to prevent himself from being smashed into a meat pie.
At the bottom of the cliff, he waited for another two days.
In two days, he roasted and ate all the mushrooms at the bottom of the cliff, but the uncle still didn't come.
Chapter 3: It was late at night and everyone was asleep.
He pretended to be stabbed at the place where he and his uncle used to beg for food.
The "bad guy" dressed in black knocked him down with one palm.
He fell to the ground, and just as he was lying there, the bad guy stabbed him again.
Red blood immediately flowed out.
Ming Qiao covered his chest, his face full of pain, and shouted for help.
He shouted for help and called for uncle.
Mingqiao lay in the dark corner for most of the night. The blood on his chest had dried up, but the uncle still hadn't come.
Finally, Shi Ze came out. Without changing his black clothes, he bent down and carried his grandson, who had fallen asleep, back home.
When he carried him back, Wu Ye was still awake.
Wu Ye suddenly got up in the middle of the night for no apparent reason and made some sweet soup for Qing Heng.
He was caught off guard and bumped into Shi Ze.
When Wu Ye saw the cub in Shi Ze’s arms, he was almost scared to death.
"Jojo!"
His handsome face turned pale instantly: "What happened to Qiao Qiao?!"
"Hey, don't be afraid, Qiao Qiao is fine."
Shi Ze saw his son was frightened and quickly comforted him, "This is not blood, this is syrup, it's sweet."
After Shi Ze finished speaking, he wiped the syrup on Ming Qiao's clothes with his fingers.
The syrup is thick and looks like blood at first glance.
But the syrup is edible and has a sweet taste.
After Wu Ye confirmed that it was syrup and not blood, his complexion slowly returned to normal.
"What are you doing?"
Wu Ye was confused and puzzled by what happened in the middle of the night.
Mingqiao has been struggling recently.
If Wu Ye hadn't known that Shi Ze and You Qing were there and the little guy would be safe, he would have brought his son back long ago.
"Nothing."
Shi Ze said: "I just accompany Qiao Qiao to do what he wants to do."
Although what the little guy is going to do seems a bit stupid to outsiders.
But Shi Ze just can be indulged.
Wu Ye frowned and looked at the two, one big and one small. After a long while, he chose not to say anything more.
"Qiao Qiao is young and sometimes doesn't understand things. But you are not young. You should know your limits."
After just this reminder, Wu Ye went into the kitchen to cook sugar water.
Shi Ze put his grandson on You Qing's bed and let the two little guys sleep together.
After he finished, he couldn't help but follow her into the kitchen.
In the kitchen.
Wu Ye's sweet soup is cooking.
Shi Ze leaned against the cabinet door, looking at his son who was making sugar water, and asked, "Are you making this for Qing Heng?"
Wu Ye: “Yeah.”
Shi Ze smiled and said, "You are quite good at taking care of people. I will take your advice on that."
He felt that he was quite good at taking care of his own dragon.
"If you want something to drink, I'll make it for you."
Shi Ze came over, rolled up his sleeves naturally, and looked for ingredients.
If it were in the past, Wu Ye would have definitely put on a cold face and said he didn't need it.
But this time, maybe because his brain was acting weird in the middle of the night or what, he didn’t reject Shi Ze.
He replied casually: "Mung bean soup."
Shi Ze immediately started looking for mung beans.
The father and son stayed in the kitchen together, one cooked sweet soup for his wife and the other cooked mung bean soup for his son.
Soon, the soup was cooked.
Wu Ye served a bowl and left one bowl in the pot.
Shi Ze served him all the mung bean soup.
Wu Ye carried the soup to the door and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
There wasn't much warmth in the conversation between the father and son, but Shi Ze felt very satisfied.
At least this time his son no longer resisted him.
Moreover, the soup left in the pot was left for him by his son!
Shi Ze drank the soup happily, his mood was lifting.
Some are happy and some are sad.
Shi Ze was still rejoicing about the improved relationship between his father and son, but his little grandson had a gloomy face.
"Alas, the uncle will not appear again."
Ming Qiao kept struggling, until his own sect was opened and his grandmother was about to get married.
He was wearing festive red clothes and red flowers, and was staying beside his grandmother.
"Grandma, I couldn't catch the uncle. He will definitely not come today."
The author has something to say:
Uncle: Here I come
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See you in the next chapter, uncle
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