Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

"Put me down! What a shame!"

"oh oh."

After Qiu Sheng put Jing down, he held his head in his hands and watched her walk away for a while. He was really curious, so he leaned close to her ear and asked:

"Why, you're not angry?"

Jingzhi shook his head firmly and said:

"Ajiu is a very good person. Anyone who spends a long time with him will like him. What's there to be angry about?"

Qiu Sheng tutted twice, as if he had just met her for the first time. He kept looking at her and said, "I think you are more deeply in love than she is."

“…Leave me alone!”

Seeing Zhe Gu's fighting spirit in her eyes just now, Jingzhi couldn't help but face up to her feelings for Lin Jiu.

Now that Zhe Gu is in this situation, how can she retreat!

Jingzhi looked around at the various snacks and shops along the road, and couldn't help asking:

"Hey, what does your master like?"

Qiu Sheng and Wencai were stunned.

After thinking for a long time, I couldn't think of any hobbies of their master except watching plays.

Is it that they didn't observe carefully enough, or is it that their master hid it too deeply?

Jingzhi stopped, crossed her arms, and frowned at the two silent people, "Speak up! You've been with him for so long, and you can't think of a hobby for him?"

Qiu Sheng scratched his head and said in confusion:

"...I really can't remember at the moment. Apart from his love of watching a few plays, he seems indifferent to everything else."

As he spoke, he suddenly punched Wencai on the shoulder:

"Hey, you've been following him since you were a kid, did you know that?"

Wencai was forced to take a step back. He rubbed his shoulders, frowned, wrinkled his face, and shook his head.

Jingzhi sighed, "Forget it, let's have breakfast and go back."

Qiu Sheng: "You treat?"

Jingzhi stared at him with dead eyes, "What else? I lent you the money, and you gave it all to your idol."

Qiu Sheng didn't look regretful at all. He shrugged his shoulders, took two quick steps, and came to the street food stall selling wontons.

There are three small tables on the right side of the stall. The tables are old, but polished to a shine.

Because of the good hygiene, there are now two tables full of regular customers. The boss is stirring the contents of the pot before the water boils.

As for why he knew that he was an old customer, the guests at the two tables kept calling the boss "Lao Yang", and Jingzhi could tell the answer easily.

At this moment, Qiu Sheng quickly walked over to the empty table, sat down on the chair, and called to the boss, "Lao Yang, three bowls of wontons."

Wencai sat down, and Jingzhi looked at their familiar movements thoughtfully, "Do you come here often?"

Qiu Sheng: "Yes, every time there are too many infant spirits collected from Renjia Town, Master will ask us to send them here. We have come here eight times, if not ten times."

She picked at her fingernails, glanced at Lao Yang's hands making wontons, and asked casually, "What does Zhe Gu like and dislike?"

Wencai stared at the two bowls of steaming wontons that had just been served at the neighboring table, and replied subconsciously:

"I like my master and hate Sister Lian."

Lian Mei?

Jingzhi withdrew her gaze and looked at Wencai's bowl-cut hair thoughtfully.

This sounds like a girl's name.

"Who is Sister Lian?"

"Yes--"

Qiu Sheng was quick-witted and quick-handed. He scooped a wonton from the soup that had just been served and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hot, hot, hot!!!"

Wencai's unfinished words were blocked by the wonton. His scalded mouth was constantly sucking in air, and he forced himself to eat the scalding wonton.

At this moment, a bowl of wontons was brought to her. Jingzhi lowered her eyes to look at the chopped green onions floating in the soup and asked calmly:

"Sister Lian, is she the junior sister that Ah Jiu had before he became a Taoist?"

As the saying goes, children grow up by looking at adults' butts and imitate them.

If Ajiu didn't call him that, how could Wencai learn to do that?

If he didn't have feelings for Sister Lian, the word "sister" would never have come out of his mouth.

Thinking of this, Jingzhi's aura became even colder.

Qiu Sheng and Wencai didn't even dare to raise their heads, and they ate a bowl of wonton soup in silence.

The two exchanged glances and reached a consensus instantly.

The calm before the storm.

Jingzhi was silent for a while, sighed, and thought to herself, she couldn't blame anyone else but herself.

At this moment, she secretly hated herself for not coming here earlier. She really missed too much time with him.

"Eat quickly and go home early."

She had only been out for an hour and she already missed him.

She ate elegantly but very quickly, finishing in no time at all, even a little faster than Wencai.

After standing up to pay, she turned her eyes and saw the store opposite, and suddenly an idea came to her mind.

"I'm going to buy something, wait for me."

With love rivals coming one after another, she has to hurry up.

……

Yizhuang.

Lin Jiuyi couldn't concentrate on anything in the morning.

After practicing Tai Chi for a while, he couldn't calm down and his movements became more and more chaotic, so he simply stopped and went to the study.

Draw talismans, and look outside the door after drawing two.

Later, he simply walked out and sat in the pavilion, puffing on his pipe.

Just as I was about to finish a bag of tobacco, I heard the voices of three people outside.

Lin Jiu quickly knocked the ash off the cigarette holder, stood up, and inexplicably raised his hand to disperse the remaining smoke in the air.

"Ajiu? Have you eaten?"

Jingzhi walked into the yard carrying a bag of things.

Lin Jiu didn't say anything, but just pretended to be normal. His eyes swept across the three people, but stayed on her face for two more seconds.

She seems... in a good mood.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Jingzhi put the things on the table and touched her cheek.

He quickly looked away, his heart finally at ease, "Nothing."

She smiled, opened a bag of food, and pushed it in his direction. "I went out too early this morning and bought you breakfast. Are you starving?"

Lin Jiu looked at the still steaming wontons and a plate of barbecued pork on the table and felt a little surprised.

How does she know what he likes to eat?

Obviously he never showed it.

Besides, it would take at least half an hour to walk to the next town, and the wontons were still warm. She must have rushed back specially...

Although he was surprised, his brows relaxed, he said thank you softly to her, then sat down and slowly started eating.

This time she didn't sit far away at the other end of the table.

You have to take the initiative.

So, she sat down next to him on the side, with her hands on the table, holding her face and looking at him with a smile.

Lin Jiu paused while drinking the soup, then started eating slowly again.

Seeing him eating wontons while reaching out to the plate of barbecued pork from time to time, Jingzhi knew that she had guessed right.

Jiu's taste in this life is the same as in his previous life.

So she took out a jar of Biluochun tea and a brand new small teapot from behind her and pushed them towards him.

She lowered her voice and asked tentatively:

"I don't know what you like to drink. I bought some tea leaves. Can I make you a pot to try?"

As she spoke, she gently lifted the lid and deliberately shook it near his nose.

All of a sudden, the fragrance of tea wafted out from the jar, and Lin Jiu's eyes visibly lit up.

Jingzhi understood instantly.

Bingo, I guessed it right again!

So he closed the lid, picked up the small purple clay teapot and stood up.

Just as she was about to go to the kitchen, she suddenly turned around, secretly stretched her head behind Lin Jiu, and slightly sniffed.

"Ajiu, smoke less. It's bad for your health."

I turned my head and saw her frowning. I couldn't tell if she was unhappy, concerned, or maybe both.

Lin Jiu nodded subconsciously.

At this moment, he suddenly caught sight of Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who were covering their mouths and laughing secretly behind the pillar. Lin Jiu blushed, put down the spoon, and solemnly said to them in a deep voice, trying to save his image:

"I see you've all almost recovered, why don't you start practicing?"

"what?"

The two men immediately retracted their smiles, walked out from behind the pillar dejectedly, and started practicing boxing and kicking.

Lin Jiu then turned back to eat.

The moment they turned around, the two of them lost their strength, waving their arms and legs from time to time, staring towards the pavilion.

Jingzhi finished making the tea and, as usual, wrapped it in a handkerchief and handed it to him. "Drink it, it will remove the grease." As she spoke, she couldn't help but remind him: "Be careful, it's a little hot."

Seeing that the drink was placed in front of him and was so thoughtful, Lin Jiu felt embarrassed to refuse, so he had to take it and took a sip out of courtesy.

It has a refreshing fragrance and is smooth without being astringent to the throat.

He couldn't help but exclaim: "Good tea!"

Jingzhi then held her face in her hands and looked at him, saying softly:

"As long as you like it."

Lin Jiu's hand holding the teapot shook and he almost burned himself.

Jingzhi was quick to act and held his hand along with the teapot with both hands to steady it.

The moment the warmth from her palm reached her mind, she felt impulsive and wanted to confess her feelings to him directly.

But her reason and the force of his rapid retreat made her quickly dismiss the idea.

I kept the words "I like you" in my mouth, but I didn't dare to say them out loud.

She thought that if she said anything now, he would reject her.

She took a deep breath, slowly let him go, and whispered, "Be careful, don't burn yourself."

"I, I'll go teach them how to practice."

At this moment, Lin Jiu was in a panic, his mind was blank, and his heart was beating alarmingly fast.

He put down the teapot and walked towards Qiu Sheng and the others with a wooden face.

Qiu Sheng and Wencai didn't expect that they would separate so quickly after shaking hands.

So the two people who were slacking off were caught on the spot.

Seeing the two of them paddling, Lin Jiu finally came to his senses. After kicking one of them on the butt, he began to demonstrate in front.

Although he had done morning exercises in front of her many times, Lin Jiu felt particularly uncomfortable today.

Each move was a little stiff, and he frowned as he practiced it.

Mainly, he could hear Qiu Sheng and Wencai's laughter from time to time, which made the veins on his forehead throb.

"Practice hard. If you keep slacking off, you'll have to squat in horse stance for another half an hour!"

After saying that, he withdrew and went straight back to the study.

Her influence on him seemed to be growing stronger and stronger. What was going on?

……

"Don't look at me anymore. You haven't taken your eyes off my Master since you came back. Isn't that enough?"

Jingzhi plucked the leaves beside her, exerted force with her fingertips, and flicked them towards Qiu Sheng's blinking eyes.

"Just watch! Humph!"

She stood up, picked up the small pot of still hot tea on the table, and walked towards Lin Jiu's study.

Maybe because he was too distracted, Lin Jiu forgot to close the door.

For some unknown reason, she didn't want to knock on the door, but just wanted to see what he was doing in private.

As soon as I stepped into the room, I saw him quickly hiding something behind his back.

With her sharp eyes, she saw a corner of the blue and white stripes.

She walked over calmly and placed the teapot gently on a convenient corner of his desk.

When he was alone in a room with her, Lin Jiu always felt inexplicably nervous.

He pushed the chair away with his knees and stood up awkwardly, with one hand behind his back.

His tone remained calm: "...What's the matter?"

Jingzhi chuckled secretly.

His acting skills are much worse than in his previous life.

Why are the ears red again? Haha.

So, she slowly walked around the desk, her expression much calmer than his, but she pressed forward step by step.

Until Lin Jiu retreated again and again and retreated to the wall, she supported herself with one hand, slowly moved her face closer, stared into his eyes and asked:

"Ajiu... that's my handkerchief you're holding, right?"

Lin Jiu almost held his breath. He turned his head slightly to avoid the warm breath she gently sprayed on his face, and pretended to be nonchalant and said, "You are mistaken. This is mine. This style is very common."

"Oh? But mine has a zigzag embroidered on the lower right corner."

As soon as she said this, she saw his pupils shrink slightly.

Jingzhi's heartbeat gradually quickened.

Her calm expression disappeared instantly, and a hint of joy appeared on her face, but she asked him in a soft voice:

"Why don't you give it back to me? Why are you secretly looking at it? Do you... like me too?"

Three questions in a row made Lin Jiu's face turn red.

At this moment, he wished there was a crack in the wall so he could crawl into it.

Jingzhi looked at him with a red face and thick neck due to embarrassment. She wanted to kiss him and hug his waist, but she was afraid that the old man would run away out of shame.

So, she gently wrapped her hand around one of his fists that was at his side.

She softened her voice and said to him:

"Ajiu, I didn't want to tell you this today. But since you gave me hope, can I ask--"

He suddenly said: "No!"

The voice was a little loud, and Jingzhi was frightened by him and blinked twice, but her hands stubbornly pried open the struggling hand and then held it tightly.

He is sweating.

It's probably because I'm nervous.

Why are you nervous? Are you afraid that she will see what you are thinking?

She was overjoyed: "I want to say, Lin Jiu, I like you! I like you very much! The kind of love between a man and a woman!"

In a word, all his possible ways of escape were blocked.

Lin Jiu's entire body froze, including his brain.

Before he could figure out how to reply to her, he saw her bite her lips lightly, and then looked at him expectantly:

"Ajiu, what about you? How do you feel about me? Do you like me a little bit?"

He was silent.

Jingzhi frowned and stared at him for a while, waiting for his reply.

But she saw that he was thinking about something, the blush on his face gradually faded, his face returned to its usual expressionless state, his eyes gradually calmed down, and he dared to look her in the eye.

This time, it was her turn to panic.

She quickly let go of his hand and took two steps back until her lower back hit his chair, then she said in panic:

"It's okay if you don't answer. Don't, don't hate me."

Seeing a hint of disgust in his eyes, Jingzhi seemed extremely frightened and quickly turned away, "Just pretend I never asked."

There was uncontrollable loss and regret in her tone.

Every time he mentioned Zhe Gu, his tone was helpless and his eyes were full of avoidance.

She didn't want the two of them to end up like this...

Lin Jiu looked at her dejected figure and suppressed the urge to hug her, but his tone remained calm:

"If you have nothing else, go out."

Jingzhi lowered her head even lower. After a while, she said "OK" in a slightly hoarse voice, then quickened her pace and walked out in embarrassment.

The moment the door closed, Lin Jiu seemed to be unsteady. He put one hand on the back of the chair, closed his eyes tightly, and clenched his teeth.

After a long time, he sighed, walked back to the desk, and hid the handkerchief in the bottom drawer.

Lin Jiu's inner thoughts: Jingzhi, Jingzhi...

If you continue to treat him this well, he will be selfish for once...

……

Qiu Sheng looked at Jingzhi, who was sitting at the edge of the pavilion with her knees hugged and red eyes, and asked with some doubt:

"Don't cry, didn't you say you would take the initiative? Did the master reject you?"

Jingzhi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, turned her face away, and said lightly:

"No."

But it was almost the same as a rejection. It was all her fault for pushing too hard.

"Hey, don't cry, wipe it off quickly."

Qiu Sheng handed over a dark blue handkerchief to wipe his tears, but Jingzhi suddenly remembered the handkerchief that Lin Jiu had hidden.

So, she gently pushed Qiu Sheng's hand away, then cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted towards Lin Jiu's study:

"Lin Jiu, now that I've made it clear to you, I won't give up until I get your answer!!!"