Chongxi's petite wife dressed as a vegetative boss

She was as bling-jeweled as ever, turning her couture into her signature look.

As soon as we met, she said with her iconic smile: "Brother, are you finally willing to see me?"

Xie Qi has always felt that the younger sister's micro expressions are fake, and everything she does seems to be to please her mother.

But she was still young when she entered Xie's house, and it was the nurse who was very close to her mother who took care of everything.

In fact, she can't be considered a nurse, she takes care of all the big and small things at home for her mother.

Because of his meticulous work, he is very popular with his mother.

Later, because of some things, it seemed to go back to my hometown.

Also recently, some rumors spread to his ears, saying that the nurse who was close to Qian Yuan in the past has been making trouble with her.

As for the reason for the trouble, Xie Qi actually had some guesses.

But it happened more than 30 years ago, when Qian Yuan just entered Xie's house, he was only six or seven years old, so it was not so easy to track down.

Moreover, according to Xiaoshu's suspicion, this woman is very likely to be related to Qingyu's soul-loss disease.

He just said lightly: "Sit down!"

Qian Yuan was very happy, and personally made tea ceremony for him, saying: "This is your favorite West Lake Longjing, fresh leaves before Ming Dynasty, try it and see if it still tastes the same."

Xie Qi nodded and asked, "I heard that you changed your surname to Qian? Why didn't you change your surname to the original Zhang?"

Her original name was Zhang Shuling, but every time this name was mentioned, Qian Yuan's reaction was very strong.

Qian Yuan's smile froze, but she managed to control it, and said softly, "I am still a traditional woman in my heart, marry and follow your husband!"

Xie Qi observed her expression, took the tea she offered, but didn't drink it.

Instead, he tentatively asked: "On the first day of the day after tomorrow, I remember that you often went to worship at my mother's grave on the first and fifteenth day of the day. Why don't you go to the back mountain of Zhangjia Village with me the day after tomorrow and pray for her together? "

There was finally a crack in Qian Yuan's expression, and he forced a smile and said, "Why do you want to go to Zhangjiacun?...Oh, I mean, Mom hasn't been there for many years. Since that incident, she has been I no longer regard it as my blessed land. The master also said that she should change to Lingyin Temple. So I will pray for her in the future, and I will always go to Lingyin Temple."

Xie Qi saw the resistance on her expression, sneered in her heart, and said, "That's your hometown too, don't you want to go back and have a look?"

Qian Yuan's eyes dodged for a moment, and then he changed the topic: "Yesterday, Xiao Yi cried and told me that he hadn't seen his uncle for a long time. This time, he wanted to follow whatever he said, but I stopped him. Said that your uncle is so busy, how can he have time to play with a child like you!"

Xie Qi smiled and said, "He's twenty, not two years old."

What this means is that he has not been weaned at the age of 20, and he still has to rely on his mother to make arrangements for him.

Thinking of the two sons in my family again, the eldest is calm and unobtrusive, and it seems that he is deeply hidden.

The second child is young, and his own career has become famous.

Sure enough, what kind of people are born, they all follow their roots.

Thinking of this, Xie Qi's mood became very good. Both Xiaoshu and Xiaoyan seemed to be very good children.

Qian Yuan thought he was making him happy, so he took the opportunity to say: "This made him understand that he can no longer disturb uncle's work casually."

Xie Qi saw through this woman, and suddenly said: "I heard that the Qian family has done pretty well in the import and export business recently?"

When this matter was mentioned, Qian Yuan finally became happy, and said: "Oh, Qian Kun has finally managed to live up to his expectations once. It's not like you don't know him. In the past, with the help of his elder brother, he was barely able to occupy a place in the country. Now his elder brother doesn't help him. He did, and he finally knew that he had worked hard."

Xie Qi looked at her smug look, and said another thing: "I heard that Chen Li, the person in charge of this area, has been shuanggui? But it's good, the business in this area will be better in the future, don't worry about someone Go through the back door."

After hearing this news, Qian Yuan's expression changed instantly, he stood up and said, "What? How is this possible? Last night..."

They were drinking together last night, how could they be shuanggui?

Xie Qi smiled and said, "Inside news from this morning."

Generally, if there are not enough contacts, it is impossible for anyone to know this kind of inside information.

Even if Qian Yuan gained a firm foothold in the inland areas, he still couldn't compare with Xie Qi.

How could Chen Li collapse so quickly?

A big boss in a region will fall if he says he will fall?

Xie Qi was very satisfied with what she saw, and said in a relaxed tone: "So don't just think about going through the back door. Sometimes, it's serious to be down-to-earth."

Qian Yuan became anxious, she had to go back and discuss countermeasures with Qian Kun.

If Chen Li confessed them, then they would never be able to stay in the country again.

Xie Qi saw what she was thinking, and finally said why he came: "What? Are you afraid now? When you bribed Chen Li, you didn't expect him to fall so soon, right?"

Qian Yuan finally understood that Xie Qi came to find her on purpose today.

Deliberately choosing such a time point, deliberately appearing in such a posture, just to see her jokes?

She asked Xie Qi in a cold voice: "What on earth do you mean? Did you already know that something would happen to Chen Li? You knew that he would harm the Qian family, but you deliberately didn't tell us, and let us walk into the pit step by step?"

Xie Qi was a little disappointed seeing her still dead and unrepentant. It has been decades, but she has no blood relationship, and they have lived together for decades.

As long as Qian Yuan makes a little progress, he will not help at all.

Xie Qi also asked coldly: "If you don't go astray, will you fall into a pit? But if something is illegal, there is no one who will not overturn. It's just a matter of turning over early or turning over late. There is a saying that riches and honor should not be seen For a while, let’s look at the long-term! If you had heard a word from me, you would not have come this far.”

Qian Yuan heard a bit of emotion from Xie Qi's words, so he caught hold of it instantly and said, "Brother, I know I was wrong, please help the Qian family!"

She knew it was too late to say anything now, Xie Qi was the only one who could help the Qian family.Xie Qi knew that the purpose of her visit today was half accomplished.

He looked at Qian Yuan, sighed to her, and said, "What do you think I'm here today? If it wasn't because I still have decades of family affection for you, I would come to see you? Even if I cut you off now After all, we are also brothers and sisters."

Qian Yuan's tears flowed down, and he said: "Okay, okay, okay brother. I will listen to you, and I will do what you tell me to do."

Xie Qi's face suddenly changed again: "You mean it sounds nice. When you help outsiders bully me, why don't you think that you are my sister and I am your brother?"

Qian Yuan pretended not to understand, and asked, "What... what do you mean? Brother, I don't understand."

Xie Qi said coldly: "You don't understand, do you? That man named Tuorong... you can't say you don't know him, right?"

Hearing the name Tuorong, Qian Yuan's expression changed instantly.

At the same time, Su Moyan and Mo Rushen also came to Zhangjia Village.

To their surprise, Zhangjia Village is a very beautiful place, and it even feels like a paradise.

And the folk customs are simple, it is hard to imagine that a thief who steals other people's lives will live in such a place.

Wrapped in a loose windbreaker, Su Moyan looked up at the distant mountain with golden ginkgo leaves, and said, "It's so beautiful here!"

Mo Rushen and Asang also think so, and there are not many traces of man-made development here, so it can be said to be a natural beauty.

Under the cover of distant mountains and ginkgo forests, there is also a very beautiful temple.

It's late autumn at this moment, and there are still many people collecting ginkgo fruits in the distance.

Ah Sang touched a handful of ginkgo fruit casually, said while eating: "This is a good thing, it is good for health. This is the hometown of ginkgo fruit, but this season is almost over."

Su Moyan glanced at the ginkgo fruit, and felt that it was not very tasty.

But health-preserving things are generally not too delicious.

Ah Sang said again: "However, you can't eat too much of this food. Although it nourishes your health, it is slightly poisonous."

Su Moyan took a ginkgo fruit and studied it, frowning, as if studying Hedinghong.

Mo Rushen took the ginkgo fruit, peeled it off, and ate it.

Su Moyan was extremely nervous: "It's poisonous! Don't eat it!"

Mo Rushen amused him: "It's slightly poisonous, and it's fried, so it's fine. Isn't it about keeping in good health? Don't worry."

Su Moyan is like this, and any hidden dangers are not allowed to exist in the cradle.

But Mo Rushen is the kind who can kill hidden dangers, and the two are quite a match.

Ah Sang pointed to a person who was picking ginkgo fruits not far away and said, "It's him who gave us clues last time."

The hunchbacked old man was coming down from the ginkgo tree, and the basket was half full of ginkgo fruits.

Ah Sang stepped forward and asked, "Old man, how is the market for this ginkgo fruit this year?"

The old man waved his hand and said loudly: "Not very good, the charge is three yuan a catty, sometimes two yuan and five."

Ah Sang asked, "Then how much can you pick in a day?"

The old man made a comparison of five, and Ah Sang said, "Fifty catties?"

The old man nodded: "It used to be a hundred or ten catties, but not anymore, the season is almost over!"

August to October is the best season. It's almost December, and the leaves are all gone, and the ginkgo fruits are almost gone.

Ah Sang asked, "Did all these ginkgo trees grow at home?"

The old man shook his head: "Where can it be? It's all planted by the old nuns in the ginkgo nunnery on the mountain. It's for the benefit!"

Now all young people go out to work, and no one picks gingko.

In the past, many people lived on these ginkgo fruits.

Picking one autumn, earning hundreds of thousands, enough carbon fire for one winter.

Ah Sang exchanged pleasantries with the old man for a while, and finally asked: "A young man came to ask you about something last time, do you remember?"

Of course the old man remembered it, so he nodded: "I guessed that you are a wave of people. We don't have many people coming to our village, and occasionally a few tourists come. What else are you picking... those who are picking wind, we will stay for a while. It’s all very rare.”

Ah Sang and Mo Rushen glanced at each other, and they walked up to the old man together.

Mo Rushen asked: "Do you still remember the girl named Zhang Shuling who asked you about it last time?"

The old man nodded and sighed: "I remember, I remember. But there are not many people who still remember her. After all, the two of them have always lived on the mountain. Who told me to go out to hunt pigweed back then, and I happened to meet the little girl who was killed by the elders. What about the bodies washed out by the water?"