Wife-chasing crematorium of a wealthy old man

"Take advantage of the fire, is this how you Zehua do business?" Mu Xun muttered with words in his mouth.

The man still stepped on the accelerator very loosely, but even so, the car was getting closer and closer to the destination.

"The exceptional sale of Wanbao Building will definitely bring a lot of traffic to the Mu family. You can think about it again, Axun." The man parked the car outside the gate of the Mu family, at the same location as before.

Mu Xun took off his seat belt and opened the car door: "Half of the shares in Antique Street can also make you a lot of money."

He changed another car today, it was a classic Rolls-Royce, the luxury of the center console and the ebony wood used was called Mu Xun, and Mu Xun secretly remembered that it happened that he had never bought a Rolls-Royce.

He got out of the car, and while resting his hand on the doorknob, he said lightly: "Follow-up questions...I'll have my assistant contact you."

"I'm only in touch with you." The man stretched out the hand that still wore the jade ring and waved it at him, with a smile on his face.

A very beating look.

Mu Xun got angry, slammed the door shut, and left without looking back.

A Huai, the housekeeper who greeted him at the door, came over: "Young master, are you okay? They said that something happened at the exhibition... Mister went to Shancheng, and he made several calls and came back to ask."

"It's okay." He suppressed the anger on his face, tried his best to restrain his tone, took out his mobile phone and saw that there were indeed several missed calls from Mu Liangqi.

Of course Mu Xun will be fine, it's the Jin family who are in trouble.

The next day, the young master of the Jin family was sent to the police station by the owner of an antique shop. The news that the Jin family exhibition was smashed was spread all over the city. Dong's joke, the Mu family also began to withdraw capital from the Jin family.

Jin Shan originally thought that his blind son had offended Mu Xun, so he begged to see him several times.

Mu Xun, who was playing with the hourglass in the office, supported his head and said to Ah Mo: "It's useless to tell him to beg me, he should go beg Qi Zhijie now."

At that time, Jin Shan didn't understand what Mu Xun meant.

Until the next day, Jin's stock price suddenly plummeted, and half of the financing suddenly collapsed. No one was willing to deal with them anymore, even if he offered the most attractive terms.

It was only in the afternoon that he realized that it was Zehua who had issued the "ban" order to him.

At night, it rained lightly in Fudong.

Qi Zhijie was looking at the pattering rain outside the window in the hut, while Meng Xiangbei showed embarrassment: "Jin Shan has been begging to see you at the back door for a long time, and you really don't intend to see him? The rain is so heavy."

Qi Zhijie took a sip of the steaming Biluochun, the fragrance of the tea overflowed between his lips and teeth: "It's fine, but it's a pity that my jade finger is cracked."

After he got home, he found that the inner wall of the white jade ring that Axun gave him was cracked, probably when he threw his fist.

It was only then that Meng Xiangbei noticed that the jade wrench he had been wearing all year round was indeed missing from his hand.

He looked at Qi Zhijie's dead face with no expression, and a chill rushed towards his face, he couldn't help shivering, and held up the green teacup to sip the hot tea to warm up.

"I'm also to blame for this. I never thought that Jin Minghe would do something like this." Now that he thinks about it, he is afraid that if something happens to Qi Zhijie, he will cut off his head and crawl to Zehua to give it to the old man by himself. It shouldn't be enough to kick the ball.

The man was still looking out of the window, his peach blossom eyes were full of indifference: "The Chinese New Year will be in three days."

This is a rare rainy year.

"correct."

Another year.

There is still no Mu Xun by his side, and he even lost his jade finger.

He was too much of a gourd, and after drinking tea, Meng Xiangbei didn't want to go out to see Jin Shan, so he started to look around in the chalet.

"You said that your antique shop is called Xunmuwu, so it's a bit of a bait." He said, his eyes happened to find the good thing in the middle of the window: "Where is your lamb-shaped jade pendant?" Come on, good stuff, sell me."

"No."

"Reserved?"

"There is a master."

Meng Xiangbei had no choice but to turn his eyes to other places, sighing for pity.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier. Jin Shan, who was chatting and laughing with the rich and famous two days ago, was now bent over in embarrassment in the rain.

Mu Xun is also enjoying the rain.

At this time, the Mu family had already hung up red lanterns and posted Spring Festival couplets. Ahuai took people to his family's farm in the countryside to pick up ingredients, and Mu Liang was on the plane back to Fudong.

He thought of a New Year's Day many years ago.

It is also the rainy New Year.

"You want to celebrate the New Year with me?" Uncle He, who was working in the kitchen in a big padded jacket, poked his head out and looked at Mu Xun who was leaning on the door frame and winking at him, "I don't want people to eat and drink."

"Uncle He~ please~ I can work, big deal... big deal I'll help you for a few days when you open the shop in a few days." Mu Xun bit his lip, he really had no place to celebrate the New Year.

Unless he confessed all the money he earned from working outside these days, Qiu Jinhua felt that he would not let him in.

Uncle He retracted and took out the braised pork in the earthen pot, and divided them into two bowls: "You send this bowl and the Yuqian Longjing I put on the stone table to Zhijie."

"Then you agree that I am here."

"Let's talk after you've done your work."

"okay."

Just like that, Mu Xun arrived in front of the small courtyard that Qi Zhijie bought in Manhe with the food box in his hands.

He tapped the metal knocker lightly.

I only heard a man's dull and magnetic voice from the courtyard: "Please come in."

He pushed open the heavy wooden door, and saw the man was writing couplets on red paper in front of the stone table in the yard.

"Child, why are you here?" He raised his eyes to look at him, and adjusted the pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. There was a natural indifference and coldness in those peach eyes.

Mu Xun couldn't help looking at Qi Zhijie.

He was wearing a loose Chinese-style cotton jacket, holding a Langhao pen in his right hand, and the hanging sleeve in his left hand.

"It's too miserable to see you as a widowed old man, so I came to visit you." He withdrew his eyes reluctantly.

He stepped in from the threshold, walked up to him slowly, held up the food box and shook it lightly: "Braised pork and Yuqian Longjing."

The man slowly drew the last scribble on the red paper: "Why, is the configuration for visiting the lonely and widowed elderly in the countryside so high now?"

He is always like this, saying some humorous words suddenly, with that serious face, there is indeed a bit of humor in his awkwardness.

"That's not true. After all, the other widowed old man who gave you things doesn't like vegetarianism." Mu Xun's fox eyes narrowed slightly as he smiled, and his eyes fell directly on the man's long and straight legs.

He always wanted to ask him what he ate to grow up to have such long legs.

If he could have it, he would have escaped several beatings by Qiu Jinhua when he was a child.

Qi Zhijie hung the couplets on the blue and white board beside him, only to realize that Mu Xun was holding up the food box and not putting it on the empty stone table, and was still staring at him blankly.

"Children, it's impolite to look at it again." He folded his hands on his chest, his voice was low and hoarse,

Then Mu Xun stumbled and completely retracted his gaze, and hastily lowered his head and spread out the food box.

The distance was very short, and the temperature in Manhe was not very low, so when I opened the food box, the braised pork was still warm.

"I'm... I think that crescent-shaped sapphire pendant on your neck looks good... This is made by Uncle He himself, you have to eat it while it's hot, it will make you tired when it's cold." Mu Xun faltered and faltered to make an excuse. .

However, the braised pork is indeed bright and attractive, and the stew is soft and rotten. The fat meat is soaked in the soup, and it can be cooked to the end with a light poke with chopsticks.

Qi Zhijie raised his eyebrows: "Your master probably wants to exchange this with me for the pendant on my neck."

He always felt that this kid was sent by He Jing to trick him.

After all, both the master and the apprentice told him that the pendant around his neck was good.

The corners of Mu Xun's mouth twitched: "How can my master have such an empty-handed white wolf, this is just a New Year's gift for you, and you feel sorry for being here alone."

Speaking of the New Year, Qi Zhijie suddenly remembered that the little guy in front of him sent postcards to himself every year to wish him a happy New Year: "You won't send postcards to Lanjing this year, right? I forgot to say that I am here this year. This is Chinese New Year."

Before Mu Xun had time to answer, the pausing rain caught him one step ahead of him, and when the cool rain fell, he hurriedly protected the braised pork, while Qi Zhijie hurriedly took two pieces of red paper and led him into the house .

The author says:

It's on the list, although the income has not increased, even though it has changed several names, it still does not increase the income.

但还是很感谢小可爱们的支持！今天开始应该就日更啦（如果三次又忙起来的话可能会有哪天断一下～）感谢在2022-08-1606:57:21~2022-08-1917:30:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!