After being kicked out of the wealthy family, the fake daughter became popular in the entertainment

What he saw was his extremely familiar neighbor next door, and he turned his gaze away indifferently.

Ning Baiyang stared at the stone mortar in his hand, his mind slowly drifting away.

"Master, I'm back."

Yun Moshu stood at the steps outside the door. Under the cover of the rabbit fur on her neck, one could vaguely see the big teeth bared on her face.

She waved vigorously, and her bright smile warmed the whole winter day.

Ning Baiyang thought it was another hallucination and glanced at it casually.

Suddenly, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and something flashed through his mind. He paused in his movement to get up, turned around and sat back.

Yun Moshu's head tilted slightly, with a look of question marks on her face.

She lifted up the hem of her heavy skirt, strode over the steps, stood up in front of him, and asked aggrievedly, "Master, don't you miss me?"

She had been wandering outside for a long time, and her beloved master was no longer in a good mood, but she often thought of him. But didn’t her master miss her?

Ning Baiyang changed direction and snorted mercilessly.

"There was no letter for such a long time. I thought you were dead out there."

"Master, your words are still as harsh as ever."

Ning Baiyang's yellow skin due to long-term labor turned a shade darker after she looked up to the sky and sighed.

The change is visible to the naked eye.

He glared at her angrily and said, "You'd better not have such a big mouth."

"No, I'm counting on it for my livelihood. Besides, like master, like apprentice. I learned this from you."

Yun Moshu took the stone mortar from him and pounded the dried chilies for him while teasing him, "Master, how about I, your last disciple, inherit your legacy?"

Ning Baiyang choked and was speechless for a moment.

He looked at the smiling face and said indifferently, "No big deal."

After that, he added, "If your cooking skills were half as good as your talking skills, you wouldn't have been at a standstill for three years."

Yun Moshu recalled her master's scolding from morning till night, which still seemed to echo in her ears. She couldn't help but twitch her eyelids.

It was hell. She was reduced to the status of a wooden stake and became numb.

Yun Moshu touched her nose and said angrily, "Let's not talk about what happened a few years ago. It would be embarrassing if others saw it."

"Everyone around here knows about you."

"That was in the past, when I was still a child, but now I'm an adult. Can you please scold me a little more quietly because I just came back?"

The neighbors live close to each other, so any slight noise will be known to everyone.

When he was scolding people in the past, his roar could be heard from far away, and there were always a few black human heads on the wall.

She was totally disgraced.

Ning Baiyang saw her looking around nervously, observing whether there were any movements around her. His lips moved and he swallowed the words he had not spoken. He began to reflect on whether he had been too harsh on his apprentice.

"Speaking of you growing up, but I feel like you've always been about 17 or 18 these past few years, and you've never changed."

As soon as these words came out, Yun Moshu was also stunned.

She has been here for several years and there has been no physical change.

Thinking of this, her heart tightened.

Could she have become a monster?

Yun Moshu felt a little melancholy and stopped moving her hands.

Ning Baiyang saw that she was frowning, and he tried to comfort her helplessly, "It's good to be young. When you get married, no one in the whole harem will be able to outlast you."

"Master, you better shut up."

If you don't know how to comfort, don't comfort them. To her, these words are more terrifying than the most vicious curse in the world.

Yun Moshu rubbed her cheeks, stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

"It's noon. I'm going to cook dinner and show you the results of my two years of wandering."

She had already prepared what she wanted to make and carried it with her, just waiting for this opportunity to show off her skills.

Wisps of white smoke rise from the chimney, and the tempting aroma lingers in the courtyard for a long time.

After tasting it, Ning Baiyang nodded, "Not bad."

"Is it just good?"

Ning Baiyang usually had a sour face and rarely praised others. After hearing this, he thought about it for a long time before he uttered a few words slowly and unnaturally, "My cooking skills are improving."

Yun Moshu burst out laughing.

It's not easy to hear a word of praise from the master.

The two sat opposite each other, smelling the fragrance of the food, quietly enjoying this moment of peace and warmth.

A few cold little white flowers fell quietly from the sky.

"Snowing."

Yun Moshu stretched out her hand, held the falling snowflakes, and watched them melt in her warm palm.

"It's cold in the yard, let's go back to the house." Ning Baiyang stood up, took two steps and turned back, "Your house hasn't changed, it's still there."

"Master."

Yun Moshu suddenly spoke and called him.

"What's the matter?" Ning Baiyang asked indifferently.

Yun Moshu's eyebrows were soft and smiling, "Nothing, I just wanted to thank you."

After this farewell, I'm afraid we may never see each other again in this life.

......

The bedroom was exactly the same as before I left, with no dust, no cobwebs, and the furniture was shiny new.

Yun Moshu stared at the book on the bedside table, looking dazed and feeling melancholy.

After standing there for a long time, she gently closed the book and placed it on the luggage.

When she leaves, she will take this book with her.

There was a knock on the door, and Assistant Li invited her downstairs to the restaurant for dinner.

Yun Moshu suddenly thought of the dishes she ordered, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

What?

She can't eat anymore?

If you supplement any more, you will end up with an excess of nutrition.

......

It's spring again, the season of blooming flowers.

"Laoning, are you home?"

The neighbor lady walked through the simple little courtyard, and when she saw him, she took two quick steps, put the basket she was carrying on the stone table, and pointed at the mushrooms inside, "I just picked them, they are very fresh."

"If you are too nice to me, I am either a traitor or a thief. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

The auntie pushed the basket in his direction and said, "It's been a while since we last visited. I came to catch up with you."

Ning Baiyang's eyes were cold, and he seemed to be saying, I'll just watch you write.

The auntie chuckled twice and said bluntly: "You clean your empty room every day, but you lock it all day long. I think it's a waste. My cousin is coming and my family can't accommodate him. Do you think it's possible..."

"No."

Ning Baiyang refused without hesitation.

He glanced at the room, his eyes calm and unperturbed, "That room has an owner."

"How could I not know that it has an owner, Lao Ning? Even if you don't want anyone to live here, you don't have to lie to me."

"It has an owner," Ning Baiyang was unwavering in his belief.

The aunt laughed loudly as if she heard a joke.

"Well, if you don't want anyone to stay here, just say so. Our two houses are only a few steps away from each other, so how could I not know if there is anyone there?"

"You can't even find a reliable liar, Lao Ning, our fate as neighbors for many years is over."

After making some sarcastic remarks, she turned and left, but came back halfway, grabbed the basket, and gave him an angry look.

After a while, cursing sounds were heard from the other side of the wall.

Ning Baiyang turned a deaf ear and remained indifferent.

He just sat alone in the cold yard, with his eyes lowered, sorting out the seeds that he would plant in the ground in two days.