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181 Poisoning the past(1/2)

When they were about to reach the door of their house, Zhao Yuanle saw Chen Moying walking out from here with his elementary apprentice and facing several people.

When Chen Moying saw her, she showed a gentle smile as always.

"I heard your uncle say you went out, but I didn't expect you to meet you."

Zhao Yuanle: "Are you looking for me?"

After hearing this, Yi Li couldn't help but give Zhao Yuanle a blank look.

He just didn't understand why this person was so confident in himself?

Chen Moying chuckled.

"yes."

Yi Li: “…”

Zhao Yuanle asked again: "What are you looking for me to do?"

Chen Moying took out a small manuscript from his sleeve.

"Aren't you looking for a pig farming book before? I really couldn't find it, so I went to ask the pig farming master at the farmhouse at home.

I think you told Brother Huiyan that you would raise a lot of pigs, so you must be wondering about the experience of raising a lot of pigs. I went to ask the person and just copied it and sent it over there."

When Zhao Yuanle heard this, his eyes lit up. He took this small notebook, looked through it, and found that the content was exactly what he wanted.

She looked at Chen Moying sincerely.

"Thank you!"

Chen Moying: "No thanks."

Zhao Yuanle remembered his chicken mushrooms, looked at Chen Moying's clothes again, and grabbed two handfuls of chicken mushrooms into the arms of the apprentice next to him.

"I just picked it up this morning and took it back to eat."

Chen Moying chuckled.

"Okay, thank you."

Zhao Yuanle also replied without thanks.

Yi Li next to him suddenly coughed.

Tang Siwen had already grabbed a handful of it into his arms.

“Everything is a share.”

Yi Li smiled and said thank you, then glanced at Zhao Yuanle.

Zhao Yuanle pretended not to see it and kept silent.

Chen Moying knew Ming Huyan, so he naturally knew Yi Li.

He looked at Yi Li.

"Go together?"

Yi Li's tone was faint.

"random."

The two of them were apprentices at the primary school and left together.

Zhao Yuanle carried the only remaining chicken mushrooms and went back with Tang Siwen.

At this time, Yi Li and Chen Moying walked together.

Both of them were speechless at the beginning, but they both spoke again when they reached an intersection.

Yi Li: "You talk first."

Chen Moying smiled faintly.

"Oh well."

Yi Li waited for Chen Moying to say that he would observe these chicken mushrooms by the way.

Chen Moying spoke slowly.

"Young Master Yi, when will you go to Beidu?"

Yi Li: "Oh? Mr. Chen, I'm very curious?"

Chen Moying smiled: "Miss Zhao is simple and sincere, and is not suitable for a deep courtyard."

Yi Li also smiled.

"You wouldn't think I would marry her?"

Chen Moying paused and said, "I thought that if Mr. Yi had cut his hair short, he would no longer be able to take a concubine."

Yi Li looked at the handful of chicken mushrooms in his hand and refused to comment.

"I just care about what I think is interesting, and I don't care about the rest."

Chen Moying sighed.

"Why do you have to?"

Yi Li said the opposite: "Young Master Chen should worry about yourself. Your father's lineage will be broken when you arrive.

I think she is very happy to see you. If you speak, your father will not object at all. He will carry the sedan chair and bring the person back."

Listening to Yi Li's words, Chen Moying was not in a mood to fluctuate.

He doesn't care about this.

"I just out of kindness and have no other intentions. Is it just a love between a man and a woman who is not a blood relative, but only a love affair?

Appreciate, or out of kindness, can be found.

And I also want to ask, Mr. Yi, do you have no ideals when you do things around Huo Yan?"

Yi Li also asked Chen Moying.

"Ideal or dream, it is necessary to distinguish it clearly.

Also, there is no other feeling between men and women who are not blood-related, especially between men and women who are not ugly.

You have to remember that she is not a three-year-old girl, she is a woman who will be in the hairpin before she is released."

After saying this, the two of them also reached the intersection where they parted ways.

Chen Moying looked at Yi Li's departure back and sighed softly.

"The way is different and does not plan with each other."

...

At this time, Zhao Dacheng was picking up the chicken mushrooms one by one, putting them in front of his nose and smelling them carefully.

He wanted to make sure that there was no mushroom mixed in here!

Zhao Yuanxi and Zhao Yuanle were beside each other, counting while knocking melon seeds.

Zhao Yuanxi: "I counted, there are about thirty-five flowers."

Zhao Yuanle nodded.

"I counted almost the same."

Zhao Yuanxi looked at his father like that and couldn't help but sigh: "Actually, I don't remember much about what happened at that time. But it's too outrageous for my father to do this. Even if he was poisoned at that time, there was no need to do this.

How easy it is to recognize the chicken mushrooms, and you don’t need to take them one by one.”

Zhao Yuanle has found it in the original owner's memory, but the memories of that time are rarely vague.

She asked Zhao Yuanxi curiously.

"Who was the most embarrassing at that time?"

Zhao Yuanxi looked up and signaled to his own father.

"My father, he is still a doctor. He was poisoned by himself. He took the dog's tail grass and wanted to acupuncture for passing dogs. He bites the dog behind him. The dog had nowhere to run and jumped into the river."

Zhao Yuanle laughed out loud.

When Zhao Dacheng heard the sound, he looked over, lowered his forehead, and looked over with an angry look.

"Don't talk about this again!"

This is the most embarrassing thing in his life.

I was poisoned by eating mushrooms and was still shameful in front of outsiders.

After so many years, no matter how delicious the wild mushrooms are, he will no longer eat them.

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but want to laugh.

Zhao Yuanxi next to him couldn't help laughing.

She told Zhao Yuanle.
To be continued...
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