Wearing books: relying on family wealth to start a decadent career

Xu Suiran couldn't remember the accident when it happened. At first, many people thought it was an accident.

Now that I have turned it out again, is it possible that there is something hidden in it?

Xu Suiran straightened his expression and searched for the information in his memory.

It's a pity that he doesn't know much about this matter. Few people touch the closed cases unless necessary.

"Fu Ying."

Xu Suiran opened his mouth to ask clearly, but Li Fuying guessed what he was thinking and waved his hand: "I am just a little doubtful about this matter. You go to Chenjiazhuang first to inquire about it and see if you can find out anything."

He added: "Don't let anyone find out. If you are really busy, you can take someone with you."

"Then I'll go now."

The words were answered simply and neatly. Although Li Fuying already knew this person's temperament, he was still a little emotional.

The first time he saw Xu Suiran doing things quickly and seriously, he was so frightened that he couldn't recover. He could do it immediately as soon as he said something.

I haven't been procrastinated in such a long time.

It's really amazing to find a treasure.

Ji Huatao put on her clothes and stood in the courtyard, feeling that today was a strange day.

She stared at the closed room next to her, lost in thought.

Ming Huaying hasn’t gotten up yet today.

She remembered that the room was dark when she came back last night, and she thought she had gone to bed long ago. Now thinking about it, maybe no one had come back at that time.

Ji Huatao came back to his senses and called to Xiaofeng who was walking out: "Isn't Aying up yet?"

Xiaofeng glanced at the direction of the room and shook his head: "Sister Aying came back quite late. I didn't hear anything moving next door until I finished reading the book."

Where can she and Xu Suiran go shopping?

Ji Huatao was very puzzled. In her eyes, Xu Suiran was just a boring gourd. Even if he went somewhere, he would not say a word. If she and Xu Suiran were left alone, they would probably not be able to bear a cup of tea.

"Forget it." Ji Huatao turned a corner and walked out: "Let her sleep a little longer, it'll be fine anyway."

Ji Huatao came to the front. Guo Er and the others came early. They cleaned up some corners that were not noticeable and opened the door.

Not long after, Ji Huatao was sitting in the lobby looking at the blowing branches and almost fell asleep.

"Shopkeeper Ming."

Ji Huatao's head jerked as he was supporting him, and Ji Huatao's eyes were confused as he searched for the person who spoke.

He squinted his eyes and leaned forward to look carefully, then leaned on the chair and fell back weakly: "What news did Mrs. Zhao get again?"

The visitor wore a white jade hairpin in his hair. His steps were brisk and nimble. His smiling face was not angry when he heard these words, and he joked: "You girl knows me well."

Mrs. Zhao didn't take anyone with her when she went out today. The unpopular person in the family didn't dare to take care of her anymore after being scolded last time. Even if she was not convinced, she could only hold it in her heart.

It's easy to have no one following you.

Mrs. Zhao sat down in a familiar manner, looked around and saw Ming Huaying, then asked: "Is the shopkeeper Ming out?"

Ji Huatao still looked listless: "Ah Ying hasn't woken up yet, he must be tired during this period."

Mrs. Zhao was startled for a moment, then remembered what happened during this period and nodded clearly: "It's better to sleep more. Only when you are well rested will you be energetic."

She also heard about the case in Mingxin Mansion some time ago, but she didn't expect that people who lived a stable life could also suffer from unreasonable disasters.

When I went back and told my family members, both of them were silent.

Mrs. Zhao put away her emotions and turned her back to the door and whispered: "What do you think I came for today?"

"Actually..." Ji Huatao raised his head, "I really want to know where this lot of information about you, madam, comes from."

Not only her, she also asked Ming Huaying and Xiaofeng, but they didn't understand how Mrs. Zhao got the new news.

She had had the idea to ask herself earlier, but she had always been a little afraid.

Today comes at the right time, and the question is not so unexpected.

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhao smiled and said: "I know the information that no one can exchange for, so just think that I know everything."

I still haven’t asked.

The two people's originally hopeful expressions fell, and Mrs. Zhao was amused and laughed out loud: "Do you want to hear it again?"

"listen."

Mrs. Zhao was about to speak, but her eyes stopped on Ji Huatao's face. The look she was looking at was somewhat uncomfortable.

"Madam, please speak directly if you have anything to say." Ji Huatao rubbed his arms through his sleeves.

"I finally discovered that what I said these few times is all about you."

"This time too?"

Mrs. Zhao thought carefully for a moment: "It's true."

Maybe they just like to cause trouble.

Mrs. Zhao only dared to think about this in her heart, wondering how she might be scolded if someone heard her say this.

"What happened this time?"

"Did you know that a Taoist priest came to your house?"

"I know this." This was Ming Huaying's idea, mainly for her.

Mrs. Zhao said again: "I said your mother is really brave. She dared to open the altar in broad daylight and practice the ritual just because she was across the north of the city. She thought that the news would not get out after the door was closed? Now I went to the street and asked, who else likes to go out? Don’t you know this ridiculous thing?”

She was very calm originally, and this matter had nothing to do with her.

After learning the news, he just said "ridiculous".

It was different in front of Ji's family, especially Ji Huatao, who had been despised before.

In my heart, I feel a little bit of a desire to fight against injustice.

"Who knows what caused your father to be awake for several days? She was sneaking under the master's feet. She is really not afraid of hurting you."

Mrs. Zhao's words stopped suddenly, and she suddenly remembered some rumors from a few days ago.

She took Ji Huatao's arm and asked, "Did she call you home a few days ago?"

"how do you know?"

The fact that she came home should be unobtrusive. No one would notice what she did and where she went when she went out every day.

Where did Mrs. Zhao get all this news?

Mrs. Zhao secretly cursed something, her words slurred, but saw Xiaofeng's confused look and stopped the curse words that were about to blurt out.

Then he took out the handkerchief and held it tightly: "I knew that old grandma would not go back to her hometown for no reason. She must have called you back because of your sick father."

Ji Huatao suppressed that memory and stopped thinking about her. He pretended to be relaxed and said, "It's far away, madam. Aren't you going to say what happened to my family again?"

Seeing that she didn't want to mention it, Mrs. Zhao stopped talking about it and changed the topic: "I don't know whether that Taoist priest is powerful or not. I just heard that your mother was so happy that day. Maybe it's true." He got better. It was strange the next day. The person who was lying there was bleeding for no apparent reason, and his face looked as if he had been suffocated."