Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Jingzhi patted Wencai's shoulder, raised his chin proudly and said:

"Don't worry when the tea is served. I'll teach you."

"Written talent!"

Lin Jiu's slightly louder cry made Wencai move his shoulders and quickly shook off Jingzhi's hand on his shoulder.

He helplessly whispered to Jingzhi:

"You'd better not touch me. My master is an old-fashioned man. He can fight you to a draw, but if he fights me, I will definitely die."

Looking at the man in front of her with his fists clenched white behind his back, Jingzhi knew he had heard it. She laughed to herself a few times and suddenly became a little dazed.

Afeng...it's the same.

The incident of Officer Lin slapping someone on the butt and hitting his horse's leg suddenly came back to her mind more than a hundred years later.

She withdrew her hand awkwardly, as if afraid of being seen by someone, and simply walked with her arms folded and her hands crossed under her armpits.

At this moment, she kept calling out to Jin Tong in her sea of ​​consciousness:

[Jingzhi: Hey, hey, hey, Xiaojin, is Afeng watching me from outside the mirror?]

[Jin Tong: ...Not really. If you don't go back, the mirror won't open again. But there's a problem.]

【Jingzhi: What's the problem?】

[Jin Tong: All the details you experienced with him in each life will become his actual memories after you leave that life... In other words, he has now obtained all of Liang Erdi's memories over the past hundred years.]

[Jingzhi: ...Hmm...well...I don't think this is good.]

Outside the mirror:

Lin Feng tightly grasped the Shuoyuan Mirror in his hand, staring blankly at the dim mirror for a long time, his mood was indescribable.

He felt sorry for Jingzhi's difficulties, and was grateful for her kindness to him in her previous life. At the same time, he was jealous of himself. It was really...

After a while, he turned his head and looked at himself in the mirror. At this moment, he felt as if he had a green hat called Liang Erdi on his head.

So... does this count as... cheating?

The next second, he lashed out at his own hand, regretting it to the core:

I told you not to keep your good things, now look, she doesn't know how many times she will go out... the target is his traitor...

……

Back to Lin Jiu.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the tea restaurant.

As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by a servant dressed in Western clothes.

"Excuse me, do you have an appointment?"

Lin Jiu was stunned. This tea restaurant was recently opened by a boss who had studied abroad. He had never tasted foreign tea before, and in the past, as long as he sat down in the teahouse in the town, the waiter would quickly bring him tea.

Here... do you need to make an appointment?

The same is true for literary talent.

When faced with new things, people tend to take a step back.

He clutched Lin Jiu's sleeve tightly and hid his face behind his master, fearing that the servant would look down on him for his naive appearance.

"Master Ren invited us here!"

Jingzhi is from the 90s. She is very familiar with tea restaurants that require reservations. It can even be said that she knows more than the doorman.

Her calm expression actually frightened the servant, so he respectfully led the three people into the hall.

"Hey, have you really drunk it?" Wencai asked in a low voice.

Lin Jiu only glanced at her once more, while Wencai was surprised, with a hint of envy in his eyes. Then he kept his head still and looked around quietly at this place that seemed somewhat magnificent to him.

"Really? Stop talking! Look, isn't that the guy? He's standing up! Ah, he's bowing to us!"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Jiu retracted his gaze, then bowed and greeted him: "Master Ren!"

"Uncle Jiu, you're here! Who is this...?"

Ren Fa was surprised twice, first because of her delicate appearance, and second because of her unusual white hair.

Hearing the question, Lin Jiu was stunned.

Out of a little guilt for having caught the wrong person, he did not kick her out in public and embarrass her.

But... he didn't know how to introduce her now.

After all, he might not know as much as Wencai does.

"Hello, my name is Lin Jingzhi, and I'm Uncle Jiu's... assistant and personal attendant."

Jingzhi introduced herself gracefully and extended her slender right hand to Renfa.

Lin Jiu's eyelids twitched at her words, and Ren Fa was stunned for two seconds. He subconsciously held her fingertips and shook them twice.

Handshakes are rare in this era.

The most people would do is bow their hands, or be more respectful and bow.

It seems that this man named Lin Jingzhi is a man who has seen the world.

The superficial admiration for her appearance instantly disappeared from Ren Fa's eyes, and was quickly replaced by a look of respect and appreciation.

He straightened his face and led the three people to their seats.

The air was quiet for a moment. Lin Jiu was not good at speaking, but as an elder, he had to bite the bullet and put on a polite yet distant smile to say something politely:

"I heard that Miss Ling has returned from the provincial capital. Didn't she come with you?"

There was a table between Jingzhi and him, but the table was round, so she could see the slightly unnatural expression on his face clearly.

She curled the corners of her mouth slightly. This Lin Jiu was probably just bringing up a random topic. He looked a little uncomfortable, which was actually a bit cute.

Mr. Ren probably thought the same thing. He only chatted with Lin Jiu about some family matters before getting to the point.

"Uncle Jiu, about the tomb relocation... Oh, she's here!" Halfway through his words, he suddenly raised his butt slightly and looked towards the door, his face full of pride in his daughter.

Jingzhi looked back following his gaze and saw a young woman with a rosy face and makeup walking towards him in a pink dress, as delicate as a doll.

"dad."

"This is my daughter Tingting."

Ren Tingting nodded to everyone, but saw Wencai staring at her without blinking, which made her feel physically uncomfortable, so she frowned, glared at him secretly, and then sat next to Ren Fa.

Jingzhi tugged at Wencai's sleeve, who was still looking, and grumbled in a low voice, "Even if you like someone, you can't keep staring at them."

Wencai was shaken awake as if from a dream, his head almost buried under the table, but his peripheral vision still unconsciously kept glancing at Tingting beside him.

Jingzhi:...Haha, man.

Ren Fa was also a little displeased with Wen Cai's sneaky look, but because Wen Cai really had something to ask Lin Jiu, he couldn't get angry. He could only curl his lips, took the menu and asked Lin Jiu:

"I want coffee, Uncle Jiu, what do you want?"

Lin Jiu sat upright with the menu in hand. The moment he opened the menu, his pupils flickered slightly. After a second, he quickly closed the menu and cleared his throat.

"Then I want coffee too."

Tingting also ordered from the waiter, and Wencai foolishly followed suit and ordered coffee. However, he heard that his master had ordered coffee. He was indecisive and suddenly panicked. He whispered to Lin Jiu beside him:

"Master, can I have coffee without it?"

Lin Jiu's polite smile suddenly froze on his face.

This brat, he dares to be picky when someone treats him to a meal?

If this gets out, won't others say that Lin Jiu is a poor teacher?!

So he gave a wry smile to the father and daughter across from him, then glared at Wencai calmly:

"Just forget it if you yell."

This time, Wencai didn't even have a wry smile on his face. He looked aggrieved and dejected. After Jingzhi told the servant that she also wanted coffee, she turned around and quietly explained to Wencai that coffee was coffee.

Wencai said "oh" twice and felt relieved, but his little eyes started to get restless again. He made eight hundred small movements in a minute just to get a look at Tingting one more time.

At this time, Lin Jiu, who had sensitive ears, looked a little embarrassed.

This girl... she didn't say anything earlier or later, but waited until he made a fool of himself before saying it. Was she doing it on purpose?

Thinking of this, he secretly glanced at Jingzhi, only to find that she had been staring at him for some time, and that look was even more aggressive than the one Wencai gave Tingting.

As if he had been electrocuted, Lin Jiu quickly turned his eyes back and looked directly at Ren Fa who was sitting opposite him.

"……cut."

Jingzhi was muttering quietly. Renfa was hiding something in his heart and had no time to pay attention to their "flirting". He coughed lightly and got back to the point a little impatiently:

"Uncle Jiu, regarding the exhumation and reburial of my father, have you chosen a date?"

Lin Jiu pondered for a few seconds before straightening his face and slowly admonishing:

"I think you should think about it first. For things like this, it's better to stay still than to move."

After all, if the move is done well, it will bring blessings to descendants and prosperity; if the move is done badly, at the very least, it will cause unrest to people and animals, and at the worst, it will lead to the destruction of the family.

Ren Fa thought back to the series of bad things that had happened to his family in recent years, and his slightly hesitant expression suddenly became firm:

"I've thought it through. The Feng Shui master said that the coffin must be moved after twenty years."

Lin Jiu looked at him twice and saw that he had made up his mind. It would be difficult for him to refuse. After all, he also had to "support his family". If he continued to refuse, he was afraid that he would lose the business that was about to be obtained, and that would not be worth the loss.

He closed his eyes slightly, secretly counting on his fingers to calculate the nearest suitable day for breaking ground, and then he paid attention to Ren Fa's suggestion:

"In that case, we will start digging the grave in three days."

Seeing Lin Jiu agreed, Ren Fa nodded hurriedly. At this moment, a waiter said someone was looking for him and called Ren Fa away. The situation at the table became awkward for a moment.

Lin Jiu and Jing Zhi looked at each other, then both turned away. To be more precise, it was Lin Jiu who turned away, while Jing Zhi was still staring at him.

When Wencai saw that the other person's father had left, his eyes were glued to Tingting. Tingting was feeling annoyed. Looking at the coffee that had just been served, her beautiful eyes suddenly flashed and the corners of her mouth gradually curled up.

At this time, Wencai looked at the two cups of unknown liquid in front of him, one black and one white, and was stunned. He had long forgotten what Jingzhi had just said. Subconsciously, he still trusted his master more.

"Master, which of these two cups should I drink first?"

Lin Jiu... Lin Jiu wanted to say that he didn't know either, but it was too embarrassing to say that he didn't know in front of his apprentice and that idiot. He felt very uncomfortable and didn't know how to answer.

At this moment, his "savior" appeared. Tingting took a sip of coffee slowly, drank a mouthful of milk, then poured a spoonful of sugar into her mouth, and finally gulped it twice, mixed it in her mouth before swallowing it.

Wencai was dumbfounded by this series of unfamiliar operations. However, holding on to the idea that whatever his beloved did was right, Wencai did not doubt it and followed suit foolishly.

Jingzhi had no time to stop him, but she saw that Lin Jiu was about to do the same. She really couldn't bear to see him being fooled like this, so she secretly kicked his foot.

Lin Jiu, who was sitting upright, was kicked so hard that his whole body trembled. The knuckles of his fingers holding the coffee cup turned white. He silently raised his eyelids and looked at her with a complicated look.

This girl, she won’t fight with him now, right?

Just as I was thinking this, Jingzhi suddenly spoke:

"Pure coffee is bitter, but adding milk can smooth out the taste. As for the sweetness, you have to add sugar according to your taste. Don't you agree, Tingting?"