The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Wen Qingcheng felt sweet in her heart, as if there was an unspoken feeling between them. Mo Jinghong had never confessed his feelings to her, nor had he promised her anything, but she just couldn't help wanting to get close to him, even though she knew there would be no result.

"Why did you suddenly come to Qinghe County?" Wen Qingcheng was a little curious. All the letters she wrote to Mo Jinghong were about good news. Why did he immediately come to Qinghe County after receiving the letter?

"The letter you wrote was too official. Everything was good, nothing was bad. It was completely different from the news I received. I heard that my third uncle had set out for Qinghe County, and I followed him there. There is also a most important reason. Do you want to know?"

Mo Jinghong hugged Wen Qingcheng and whispered in her ear. His warm breath brushed against her like a feather, making her feel numb and itchy.

Wen Qingcheng blushed slightly, "You still want to keep me in suspense. I don't want to know, so forget it."

Mo Jinghong smiled and tightened his grip on Wen Qingcheng, as if he wanted to rub her into his body. "If you don't want to know, I'll tell you. Have you forgotten that tomorrow is your birthday?"

Wen Qingcheng's eyes lit up. He actually remembered her birthday. For her birthday, he took time out of his busy schedule and traveled day and night from Kyoto to their remote county, who knew how far it was, just to celebrate her birthday.

"Brother Mo, thank you..." Wen Qingcheng's eyes suddenly turned red.

Mo Jinghong thought about Wen Qingcheng every day in Kyoto. Now he finally saw her. This time she was like a soft kitten, obediently held in his arms. Judging from Wen Qingcheng's reaction, it was obvious that she missed him very much too.

"I have been thinking about you since I returned to Beijing. You may not believe it, but I dream about you almost every night."

Wen Qingcheng was very happy at first, but then suddenly felt very disappointed. Mo Jinghong saw her sad face and pinched her chin with a little punishment. "You little heartless girl, don't you miss me at all?"

Wen Qingcheng looked into his black eyes that were as bright as stars. She could not deceive him, nor could she deceive her own heart. She nodded heavily and replied, "Yes."

Mo Jinghong raised the corners of his lips and smiled with satisfaction, "That's more like it. Then why do you look like that? Are you unhappy that I dreamed about you?"

"...Happy." Wen Qingcheng's face was always filled with a hint of sadness, but she still spoke out her worries. "I heard from an old man that if two people are separated, the unfinished fate will be repaid with dreams. When the fate of this life is exhausted, there will be no more dreams."

Mo Jinghong frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "That's not true! How could our fate end? I won't talk nonsense when I'm old."

Wen Qingcheng was amused by him, and raised her hand to pat his solid chest muscles lightly. She raised her eyes to meet his affectionate eyes, and for a moment, the atmosphere in the carriage became a little ambiguous.

"Don't look at me like that." Wen Qingcheng pouted in dissatisfaction.

"I haven't seen you for so long, won't you let me take a good look at you?"

Wen Qingcheng couldn't stand the look in his eyes. She felt embarrassed and turned around to bury her face in Mo Jinghong's arms.

Mo Jinghong laughed and whispered into Wen Qingcheng's ear, "You're cuter when you're shy."

The carriage slowly stopped, and Ah Falcon coughed softly outside the carriage: "Master, we're here."

Mo Jinghong responded, reluctantly letting Wen Qingcheng go, and helped her get off the car. Later, the people from Wen's family also came back in the carriage. Wen Qingcheng planned to give them a day off today, so she straightened her clothes and stood at the east gate of Wen's family, waiting for everyone to get off the car.

Wen Qingcheng clapped her hands, and the employees of Wen Ji formed a semicircle around her. "Let me introduce you to everyone again. This is Mo Jinghong, the big boss of Wen Ji. He invested the most money. I am at most a small boss."

Mo Jinghong didn't expect Wen Qingcheng to introduce him. He smiled and clasped his fists to everyone: "Wen Ji will rely on you from now on."

"Chuyi... Mr. Mo, you are back." Sister Ruan was very straightforward. She wanted to say that with Mo Jinghong back, Wen Qingcheng could live a more relaxed life with a man who could support the family and would not be bullied. Wen Ji had been faced with many problems since its opening, and she had been the only one to handle them. Now that Mo Jinghong was back, Sister Ruan and the others were very happy.

Luo Bin and Ma Ji had never met Mo Jinghong before. When they heard that he was the boss, they all came to greet him. Wen Qingcheng was also tired today, so she said, "Today we have a day off at Wen Ji. We will gather here tomorrow morning and go to the ancestral meeting in the county together." Wen Qingcheng paused and continued, "Although it's a day off today, the salary will be paid as usual!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's face was filled with joy, and they dispersed and went home.

Mo Jinghong looked up at the plaque on the gate and followed Wen Qingcheng into the gate. "I didn't expect that the decoration is really nice, like that."

Wen Qingcheng introduced everything to him as they walked. The two of them passed through the moon gate and came to the front yard. Ye Xiuying had already gone to the kitchen to busy herself.

"Aunt, you've been tired after the whole morning. Don't bother anymore. We still have some food in the carriage. Let's have it at noon." Mo Jinghong had long regarded Ye Xiuying as a family member, and naturally didn't want Ye Xiuying to suffer.

"Is there anything ready? That's great. I won't make any more. I'll just make some dumpling soup. It's Jinghong's favorite on the first day of the new year."

Mo Jinghong smiled, "Auntie, just call me Chuyi. It sounds more intimate."

Ah Falcon tied up his horse and came to the front yard. He was about to go to the kitchen to help when Ye Xiuying drove him out. "Ah Falcon, you should go and have a rest. It's just one soup, you don't need two people."

After dinner, Mo Jinghong called Ah Falcon to his room. "Ah Falcon, go to the county government office later and ask the county magistrate to interrogate Wang Heng." As he spoke, he took out a finely carved jade token from his bosom and handed it to Ah Falcon.

Ah Falcon took it with both hands and whispered, "Sir, are you planning to reveal your identity?"

Mo Jinghong nodded, "But don't let them bother me." Mo Jinghong knew very well that with Wang Ji's power, the county government would not be without his people. If Mr. He San wanted to cooperate with Wang Ji, the matter would probably end in vain. Wang Ji had offended his girl again and again, and he really deserved to die.

dong dong dong-

There was a knock on Mo Jinghong's door. Ah Jun opened the door and saw that it was Wen Qingcheng who came with a plate of cut fruits.

"Brother Falcon."

"Miss Wen, the young master is in the room." After saying this, Ajun smiled and nodded at Wen Qingcheng before going out to do his work.

Wen Qingcheng turned around and watched Ah Falcon leave. She didn't know when Mo Jinghong had stood behind her. "Everyone has left, why are you still watching?"

"Brother Falcon, why are you leaving?"

"He's on an errand."

Suddenly there were two people left. Wen Qingcheng smiled unnaturally: "Um...I'll put the fruit in the study."

Considering that there was only a big bed in Mo Jinghong's room and no place to sit, Wen Qingcheng suggested going to the study on the second floor.

The two of them came to the study and sat opposite each other. Seeing that Mo Jinghong was about to stare at her with that affectionate look again, Wen Qingcheng quickly picked up a piece of fruit and handed it to him.

Wen Qingcheng looked at Mo Jinghong, coughed lightly, and said seriously, "Tomorrow we will compete with Wang Ji in making donkey hide gelatin in front of the public. Wang Ji did not steal my secret recipe, and the donkey hide gelatin they make is completely different from mine. This time Wang Ji's reputation is really going to be ruined. I don't know why Wang Ji insisted on copying my donkey hide gelatin."