Madam, let's steam buns together

Zhang Huaruo: "Don't worry, it's just for you to smell the smell, this scent is not enough to work."

Ling Checheng let go of his hand covering his mouth and nose suspiciously, and carefully smelt it twice: "Yes, this is the fragrance I smelled at that time, it can't be wrong, the smell at that time was much stronger than now."

Zhang Huaruo looked at the bottle of thirteen month herbal powder in his hand: "It really is."

He finally confirmed one thing, that is, he was responsible for the sudden change in Ling Checheng's temperament. At first, he was only suspicious, but now he is completely sure.

Ling Checheng stared closely at the medicine bottle in Zhang Huaruo's hand: "You have such a treasure, are you afraid that she won't admit it?"

Zhang Huaruo put the medicine bottle back into the medicine box: "In your opinion, this thing is very useful and miraculous. It seems that as long as people smell it, they can tell the truth. In fact, it is not as powerful as you think. If you want it to work, you need The right time, place and people.”

The more innocent a person is, the easier it is to be influenced by Thirteenth Moon Grass. For example, Ling Checheng is a very bad person, but he is also bad and simple. He will not hurt irrelevant people for no reason. However, except for Luo Situ who was killed, Lingche City did not cause substantial harm to anyone else.

Ling Checheng was puzzled: "What do you mean by that?"

Zhang Huaruo introduced the effects and usage of Thirteenth Grass to Ling Checheng in detail. Ling Checheng fell into deep self-doubt after listening to it: My thoughts are so simple, as long as I am guided, can I not turn around?

Ling Checheng: "It's better to have this than nothing. I'll think about when it's best to use it. It can make us get twice the result with half the effort."

Seeing Ling Checheng's eagerness to bring down Luo Wan'er, Zhang Huaruo wondered why: "I have a feud with her that killed my mother. What about you? Why do you hate her so much?"

Ling Checheng's eyes were indifferent, and his words were also cold and indifferent: "Since you choose to believe everything I said, and believe that she killed your mother, you should be able to understand how hypocritical she is. Can I live a good life with her?"

"You..." Zhang Huaruo saw that there was still a trace of despair in the indifference in Ling Checheng's eyes. It was the despair after he no longer had enthusiasm for this world, and these despairs eventually turned into indifference. He didn't know what Ling Checheng had experienced all these years. What, but he could probably guess a bit.

Zhang Huaruo asked, "Doesn't your father know?"

Ling Checheng returned to his foolish look again, leaning sideways with his hands on the table, looking up at the beams of the room: "How do I know if he knows or not? He probably knows, but he doesn't know very well. Maybe he just thought Erniang was a little stricter to me, but I don't know how strict it is, and I don't know what Erniang taught me."

Disappointment was revealed in every word.

If Ling Jingxuan could care about him more, spend more time with him, and give him more courage and encouragement when he was young, maybe he would not be what he is now.

Be well-behaved in front of others, but indifferent behind others.

The mood suddenly turned bad, Ling Checheng got up: "Let's talk about this today, I'm leaving first, and I have to figure out the words to explain our conversation here to her later, she is very suspicious, if I don't want to Be more rigorous, and it will be easy for her to see the flaws."

As soon as Ling Checheng got up, Gou Qizi turned his head suddenly, as if he had an extra pair of eyes on the back of his head, always paying attention to Ling Checheng's movements.

This scene made Ling Checheng couldn't help complaining to Zhang Huaruo before going out: "You servant is really considerate."

Zhang Huaruo smiled: "Since ancient times, sincerity has been exchanged for sincerity. If you can treat the people around you well, you will naturally get their seriousness towards you."

Ling Checheng laughed mockingly, his smile was mocking himself, not what Zhang Huaruo said.

He understands the truth, but it is too difficult for him. To give his sincerity to others in exchange for others to return his sincerity, he no longer has the courage to believe in a person who gives sincerity, nor does he have the courage to bear in case of failure. s consequence.

For example, although he has a cooperative relationship with Zhang Huaruo now, he does not really regard Zhang Huaruo as his partner. Now that they have the same goal, he will cooperate with Zhang Huaruo. Wan'er's mask was torn off, exposing her crimes to everyone.

As soon as Ling Checheng left, Yang Dabao and Goji Zi returned to the house together. Yang Dabao sat next to Zhang Huaruo and glanced at Zhang Huaruo from time to time, seeming hesitant to speak.

Compared to Yang Dabao's quietness, Gou Qizi kept talking to the side: "Young master, what can you not let my uncle and I hear? You were willing to let me listen to you before, but later you told me to listen." It's been spent, although Mr. Ling is your real brother, but his character is not good, and his personality is weird. You and he didn't grow up together. Although we are related by blood, the family relationship is so pitiful, how can you guarantee him? I have no intention of harming you."

Zhang Huaruo listened to Gou Qizi's thoughts, but didn't listen to them. He naturally knew that Gou Qizi was defending against Lingche City for his own sake, but if he wanted to succeed in this matter 100%, he needed the help of Lingche City.

Zhang Huaruo cast his eyes on Yang Dabao: "What's the matter? Since you have a question, just ask it, don't hold it in your heart."

My young master clearly ignored her, and Wolfberry said dissatisfiedly, "Master!"

Zhang Huaruo urged him: "Okay, go to the kitchen and get some light food, I seem to be a little hungry."

Goji berries showed a surprised expression: "Young master, haven't you had enough yet? Go and get the goji berries!"

Zhang Huaruo's appetite is so good, of course the wolfberry is happy, he immediately forgot the little complaints before, and happily ran to the kitchen of the villa to get food.

He went to get it himself, not only to prevent bad guys from secretly attacking, but also to pick out some hot food that Zhang Huaruo can eat and like.

As soon as the goji berries left, only Yang Dabao and Zhang Huaruo were left in the room. Zhang Huaruo felt that Yang Dabao should be able to speak his mind now, so he moved closer to Yang Dabao and whispered, "It's just the two of us left. , you say, I'm listening."

Yang Dabao looked down at his fingers, entangled with each other in a disorderly manner, it seemed that he was struggling whether to talk about it, or he felt embarrassed about what he was entangled with.

Zhang Huaruo looked at Yang Dabao, expecting Yang Dabao to be honest with him.

Yang Dabao faltered and whispered: "I also think you are a little too close to him."

Yang Dabao's voice was too low, Zhang Huaruo couldn't hear what he was saying even if he was so close, so he had to ask Yang Dabao to say it again.

Yang Dabao spoke a little louder this time: "I mean, are you and Young Master Ling..."

The last words were swallowed back into my stomach, and I knew that I seemed to be making trouble for no reason, and I was very unconfident in what I said.

This time Zhang Huaruo heard what Yang Dabao said, and after a brief moment of stupefaction, he suddenly laughed. The smile was happier than ever before, but he had to hold back the smile, and it was a bit hard to laugh for a while.

When Zhang Huaruo smiled, Yang Dabao became even more embarrassed, and touched Zhang Huaruo's hand: "What are you laughing at?"

Zhang Huaruo asked with a smile: "Are you jealous?"

Yang Dabao's first reaction was to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that his current state was no different from being jealous, and he fell into a dazed state of confusion. He was at war between heaven and man, and kept asking himself: Am I jealous?No, I just feel that their behavior is a bit intimate, which makes me a little... Is this a sign of jealousy?

Yang Dabao was still thinking about whether his performance was jealous, which seemed so cute to Zhang Huaruo: "This seems to be the first time you have shown jealous thoughts in front of me."

I'm not……

Yang Dabao gave up resisting: "Okay, I'm a little jealous, I know you won't like him, and he won't have overreaching thoughts towards you, but I sat outside all morning and watched you chatting and laughing in the room, and my heart It was stuffy, like something was stuck in my heart."

Zhang Huaruo lowered his body and stretched his face in front of Yang Dabao, so that he could look into Yang Dabao's eyes and say, "It's okay to be jealous once in a while, and this will let me know that I really have weight in your heart. I know you Don't doubt my relationship with him, just like I don't doubt you, but when I see you talking and chatting so happily with other people, I sometimes feel a little jealous in my heart."

Yang Dabao also looked into Zhang Huaruo's eyes, and couldn't believe that the other party would be jealous of him: "Really?"

Zhang Huaruo asked back, "What did I lie to you for?"

Yang Dabao smiled happily, and Zhang Huaruo also smiled. When the familiar footsteps of wolfberries came from outside, the two sat back to their original positions as fast as they could, and adjusted their postures.

Lycium barbarum ran in from outside the house with food, put down the food plate, looked at the uncle and the young master suspiciously, and muttered in a low voice: "Why does it feel weird? Do you have to sit like this? Let me secretly do bad things without letting me know."

Zhang Huaruo looked at the medlar helplessly: "With your little mouth, don't you have time to rest?"

Lycium barbarum disagreed with Zhang Huaruo's statement: "Did I ever talk when I was eating and sleeping? And there are times when I don't talk. How can I say that I talk all the time? How sour my mouth would be like that." , not holding the teapot to drink water all day long.”

Zhang Huaruo poured a full glass of water for the wolfberry and put it in front of him: "I've said so much, I'm thirsty."

Lycium barbarum turned her head stiffly and did not look at the glass of water: "I'm not thirsty, I don't want to drink!"

Zhang Huaruo began to eat the food brought by wolfberries. There was a small piece of pancake that was only a quarter of a complete pancake. Zhang Huaruo tore half of the pancake and handed it to Yang Dabao. Yang Dabao took it naturally and ate it with Zhang Huaruo .

When Zhang Huaruo finished eating the pancakes and looked up, the cup of tea that he had poured for the wolfberry earlier was already empty, and the wolfberry stood there with his mouth shut angrily, pretending that nothing happened.

On this day, Zhang Huaruo and Yang Dabao basically stayed in this yard and did not go out, but Wolfberry wandered around for a while, chatting with the servants in the manor.

The day passed quickly, and it was time for everyone to gather for dinner at the entrance of Lingche City.