no one knows better than me

For some reason, Mei Hualan glanced at Zhuang Qingliu slightly, as if she didn't want to deal with this question. After a while, she stretched out her hand, pinched her chin and moved the scroll back: "It's not me."

Zhuang Qingliu was in an inexplicably cheerful mood, blinked, suddenly raised her legs, and smiled at her with one hand on her chin: "If it's not you, it's not you, Mr. Duanzhu, why are you talking so coldly?"

"..."

Zhuang Qingliu thought: "If it's not you, then who is it? Your family's age..."

As she was speaking, a talisman from Mei Siji's Qiankun bag floated out automatically, and Mei Xiaohan's voice came from the burning blue aura: "Senior Zhuang, it's me."

Another "junior" came, and Zhuang Qingliu glanced through the things he already knew on the scroll, and asked politely: "Master Yan, then what kind of person is this Mr. Pei Xuan you know?"

Mei Siji turned her head in shock: "How do you know Lord Yan's mother's name?"

Many people know that Mei Xiaohan's mother came from the Yan family in Xinling, but few people know that besides the name "Mei Xiaohan", she also has a name named Yan Zhi after her mother's surname, because the Yan family in Xinling In this generation, there is no one left, and Mei Xiaohan took over the position of Patriarch of the mother clan.

The person sitting lazily on the ship's side suddenly blinked at Mei Siji: "Of course it's because——I've become a genius."

Mei Siji: "..."

In all fairness, Zhuang Qingliu is very good-looking, with slightly natural curls on the corners of her mouth, which makes her look lively no matter what, and every time she blinks her thick curly eyelashes, a colorful butterfly will fly out. After a while, she said the words "become a finer" by herself, which made her look a little bit of a monster.

Mei Hualan glanced at her smile as if nothing happened, while Mei Siji stared at her suspiciously for a long time, and stopped talking guardedly.

Mei Xiaohan on the other side asked bluntly: "Senior Zhuang doubts him?"

"Where can it be?" After all, he is also the one who is about to discuss marriage. No matter how big Zhuang Qingliu is, he will not lose his strength. "It's just that when he was summoned, he pointed to the blue lake. Was it used by someone, I want to know what kind of personality he usually has, is he the kind of person who is easily deceived by others?"

"Senior Zhuang, you don't need to explain. I know what you mean, but in fact, I don't really understand him." Mei Xiaohan replied.

But her reply surprised Zhuang Qingliu, and she couldn't help but think: "What? I entered the negotiation process without understanding. Is this an arranged marriage?"

But according to Mei Xiaohan's identity, it shouldn't be so. Mei Huazhou and Mei Hualan should respect her wishes very much.

Sure enough, Mei Xiaohan said: "I only had a double relationship with Mr. Pei Xuan in the matter of fairy hunting and dealing with sea monsters. As far as I know, he is not a romantic person. The relationship with the opposite sex is very ordinary. Come to Meizhou to discuss relatives It's just that due to age, the Pei family and the Mei family are on good terms, so they communicated in advance to express such meaning, but Meizhou did not agree to it, and the matter has not yet been discussed."

Zhuang Qingliu understood, and stopped worrying about it. After thinking about it for a while, he turned to ask: "How old was Pei Xuan when he was admitted to my family's Immortal Mansion?"

This Mei Xiaohan answered quickly: "13 years old."

13 years old?Zhuang Qingliu repeated it, and then glanced at the scroll in his hand - then he is not considered an orphan. At this age, no matter whether he is old or young, he is completely a sensible boy.

After thinking for a while, she thought of something and asked casually: "People in the Pei family don't seem to have many heirs. I think that Pei Huang and Pei Xuan seem to be only sons. Does the Lord Yan know how to respond?" thing?"

"There is no definite explanation for this." Mei Xiaohan pondered for a moment, and said rigorously, "There is no fixed number of descendants, and they are very private. Most of the descendants of the Pei family have been passed down in single generations, and there are many curious people from the outside world who speculate. According to my analysis and understanding, there are two points to listen to - one is that the ancestral skills of the Pei family are rumored to be defective, the stronger the cultivation base, the part of the body will be damaged accordingly, so the child born is born with a weak disease , it is extremely difficult to feed, and most of them will die young."

"??" Zhuang Qingliu couldn't help asking, "Although this is not a sorcery, since the outside world has already speculated, the Pei family must also know, why not give up?"

Mei Xiaohan said in a calm voice: "It's not easy to say, there are hundreds of families in the immortal sect, each has its own strengths, and the Pei family has a great career. If you abandon the ancestral skills rashly, the family business will inevitably be unable to keep it. There will be many accidents and many people involved. .”

"Okay." Zhuang Qingliu understood, then simply nodded and asked, "Then the second point..."

Before she finished asking, the talisman in front of her that was burning with aura suddenly barked, followed by a puff of white smoke... It went out.

This thing actually has a time or spiritual power limit, and it will be gone after it is burned!

Zhuang Qingliu looked down at the white ash falling on the ship board in surprise, and then the voice of Meihualan rang in his ears: "You can burn another one."

She said that she was about to get it, Zhuang Qingliu raised her hand and grabbed her sleeve: "No, no, it was just a casual question, it's not something important, just forget it, I know something about it."

At this time, their boat slowly passed through the water gate and entered the wide river crossing.The eyes suddenly lit up, and all kinds of cries in the ear began to come and go.

Zhuang Qingliu raised his head, immediately folded up the scroll and stuffed it casually into Mei Siji's hand, stepped on the bow of the boat and looked back and forth at the baskets on both sides of the bank: "Mei Pan? Mei Pan! Come here quickly, what is sold in this basket ? Fruit?"

She is lively by nature and loves to laugh. When she is in high spirits, the tip of her tail will have a little curve, which is very cute.A young man who had just paddled to the shore took off his bamboo hat, pointed at the bamboo basket on the boat and smiled at her: "You are so beautiful, this is a fresh jujube just picked from the river. The locals know that you don’t need money, how about giving you a bag to taste?”

The land of Meizhou is to the north, and the men's voices are high and bright, without any unpleasant recklessness, they can only feel the hospitality, Zhuang Qingliu immediately reached out to pick him up, and smiled at him: "Thank you, thank you, thank you very much. bit..."

Before she finished thanking her, a slender white hand suddenly stretched out behind her, took the bag full of jujubes without saying a word, and put a few coins into the young man's hand.

Zhuang Qingliu turned her head and blinked: "Mei Pan, what are you doing?"

Mei Hualan didn't answer, but put the jujube in her palm while looking straight ahead: "Eat it."

Zhuang Qingliu caught the bag, and deliberately looked at her side face for a while: "Mr. Duanzhu, you are so serious, my little brother gave it to me for free and hospitality, but I still insist on giving money. How can you be so prodigal?"

Mei Hualan turned her head and cast a glance at her: "... It's not easy to pick dates, and it's not easy to take them for nothing."

"Okay, okay." Zhuang Qingliu smiled happily, and put it away when she saw it. She looked away from her face that was about to crack, and lowered her head to touch a juicy fruit. "I haven't tasted this thing yet." What about Jujube?"

As she spoke, her swollen cheeks froze suddenly, and she looked down with a cracked face: "???"

What is this? ?It was so unpalatable that I shed tears, how could someone pick such a thing and sell it?How can it be sold?Um? ? ?

Mei Hualan, who was standing upright beside her, glanced at her out of the corner of her eye, and stretched out her hand to her chin without saying a word.

"??" What kind of behavior is this? It's even more confusing and frightening...Zhuang Qingliu quickly spit into the nearby river and subconsciously searched for a trash can, confused for a second. Pulling the scroll in his hand, "Don't worry, it's useless."

Zhuang Qingliu immediately lowered his head, and put the ostentatious fruit out of his mouth as it was.

Mei Siji looked at her inexplicably: "What's the matter? As for it, the jujube is a little sour, but the sourness is limited. Why do you have such an expression?"

Mei Hualan closed the scroll silently.

"? I obviously feel like I drank a sip of rich soybean oil." Zhuang Qingliu felt that what she said was not the same thing as what he ate, so he couldn't help but handed the bag to her, "Taste, taste."

Mei Siji took out two and put them into her mouth together, biting until her teeth and cheeks were fragrant, so she raised her eyes even more inexplicably: "Very crispy and sweet, delicious?"

"..." Zhuang Qingliu couldn't help but sized her up for a while, feeling that she didn't look like she was talking nonsense on purpose, so she stretched out her tentative foot towards the bag again.

After a while: "—vomit!!"

I had no idea what I was eating, this time it was like taking a sip of canola oil.

Simply put, Zhuang Qingliu was puzzled, could it be that the taste system is different?Or is she just not a perfect match for the place?What the hell is this? !

Mei Hualan flicked her eyelashes, unfolded the scroll trash can with ease, and picked it up for her again without making a sound.

Zhuang Qingliu's eyes suddenly fell on her face, and he took a closer look—if there is no difference in the perception system, then is this half-immortal playing tricks on purpose?

She took out a jujube from the bag again and stared at it for a moment. The surface of this fruit was green and smooth, and it smelled rich in fruit. There was no pit in the middle. How could it be so unpalatable?

This unscientific.

She also ate hundreds of kinds of fruits from here and there before, and the good-looking ones like this one didn't grow in vain.

Zhuang Qingliu stretched out his hand and brought the fruit to Mei Hualan's mouth: "Would you like to taste it, Mei Pan?"

Probably because no one had ever fed Duan Zhujun like this before, Mei Siji, who was constantly sneaking around, suddenly raised his head with a frightened expression on his face.

Meihualan's eyelashes drooped, and the roots were distinct. After a pause, she carefully avoided Zhuang Qingliu's fingertips, and went to pick up the jujube she was holding.

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly nodded lightly at the corner of her mouth: "Leave half of it for me, Mr. Duanzhu."