Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Chapter 228 Receive Book

Jingzhi lay on the couch with her eyes closed.

After a long time, Lin Jiu pushed the door open and came in.

She didn't open her eyes, but just held up her head and said lightly:

"You finally came back? I thought you fell into the well."

Just one look at her and my heartbeat, which had finally calmed down, began to quicken again.

Lin Jiu didn't say anything, but walked over and sat down in front of her, gently lifted her head and placed it on his knees.

"Still want to?"

His bronze face suddenly turned red like hot iron. He opened his mouth for a long time before he remembered to scold her:

“…What nonsense are you talking about?”

A wet towel was suddenly covered over her face.

"What are you doing? Are you going to suffocate me to death after you're done?"

Her mouth.

Lin Jiu really wanted to use something to block her.

"...Wash your face."

"I washed it before I left the house this morning."

"..."

Lin Jiu did not answer. He washed very carefully. The cloth towel he used was a little rough. Lin Jiu was afraid that the sunburned area would hurt her, so he wiped very lightly.

He washed so slowly that the towel became warm, but he was still wiping the right half of her face.

"That's enough. If you rub it any more, the skin will break."

Lin Jiu lowered his eyes and took back the towel, picked up the clean and reflective earrings, and gently put them back into her ear holes.

"All right."

Jingzhi raised his right hand, grabbed his neck, and spun him around.

The brown robe and white sleeves were intertwined in an ambiguous way.

Lin Jiu was changed to another position and lay on her legs. The ends of her white hair were warm and smooth, sliding gently across his face.

My heart, which was already out of control, felt like it was about to jump out of my throat.

Are lovers always so close to each other?

Lin Jiu was a little uncomfortable.

But I really like the feeling of invading the other party's territory and leaving my own aura.

He raised his hand and grabbed the swaying strand of hair, holding it in his palm.

The bronze hands and silver-white hair create a very strong contrast.

He gently twisted his hair with his index finger and stared at the shimmering strand of hair.

How does she look like? How come even her hair is so beautiful?

No wonder little girls love to look at her.

But how could she, who is so beautiful, like someone like him?

"Stop playing with my hair."

The bronze hand, along with the hair, was held by a white hand.

Jingzhi stroked his neatly trimmed hair with his other hand and said:

"Would you like to come with me to the tribe's medical school? I need to go get my books, and studying needs to be my top priority."

"……it is good."

Lin Jiu actually didn't really want to go, but because of her warm invitation, he agreed against his will.

"Let's go somewhere first." He held her hand and propped himself up.

"where to?"

"Barber shop, I'm quick and won't waste your time."

"……it is good."

He is so regular. Has she been in this world for seven days?

It was so fast, they got engaged in just seven days.

In this life, Ajiu must have fallen in love with her at first sight.

……

One was white and the other brown, one had a gentle face and the other had a cold expression. They were walking side by side on the street, only a fist apart.

Jingzhi looked here, touched there, with excited eyes.

Lin Jiu stood with his hands behind his back, looking serious, but he always hung around behind her, helping her carry some of the strange things she bought.

At this moment, Lin Jiu took over a handful of iron hoes and looked at Jingzhi who was still ordering digging tools from the blacksmith, and was a little speechless.

"Brother Lin, what are you going to do with all this?"

Jingzhi took out the deposit and gave it to the blacksmith, and set the delivery seven days later. Then he pulled Lin Jiu out of the blacksmith shop.

"I'm telling you, I've thought about it. We have to fight, but there are always some vulnerable groups that we can't fight."

"I plan to gather some people, dig a big hole, the deeper and more remote the better, and put them all in it."

"Of course, I've already thought of the people who will come to dig the hole. I can ask them to come when I go to the Liang family later."

Brother Lin, are you trying to build a paradise?

Lin Jiu did not doubt what she had said to him in the morning.

He always felt that she was a disciple of some reclusive master. Otherwise, how could he explain her spiritual energy and the ability to predict the future?

"Do you trust the Liang family so much?" he asked.

"Of course, in this town, Brother Lin, you are the person I trust the most."

"The second one is the Liang family."

She also said that he spoke nicely, but she spoke even nicer.

The serious expression on Lin Jiu's face almost broke, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he was eager to hold her hand.

But now we are on the street and there are people coming and going.

He could only clench his fists and hold it in, but his eyes would sometimes drift towards her uncontrollably.

"Here, the main house is right here, let's go in."

The Liang Mansion was not far from her home on the other side of the river. Because there were many descendants and the cohesion was strong, the Liang Mansion had been constantly being renovated and expanded. It covered a large area, almost occupying half of the street.

However, Lin Jiu never came here once.

He was almost annoyed with Liang En, and he also disliked the Liang Mansion.

"If you don't want to go in, why don't you wait for me at the door and I'll be right back with the book?"

Seeing that he looked unhappy, Jingzhi suggested.

Lin Jiu shook his head, raised his foot and stepped into the threshold first.

Now that he was here, he wanted to check for her first and see if the people in the Liang Mansion were trustworthy.

"Wait for me."

She doesn't come here often.

In their previous life, when the children grew up, they came here to buy houses and settle down, but she and Erdi stayed in their own small home.

I would only come over and take a look occasionally when I was free.

I didn't expect that in just a hundred years, there have been such big changes here.

The Liang family did not have those flashy decorative rockery and pavilions.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a huge martial arts training ground on the left, with various weapons placed on both sides, shining brightly in the sun.

A row of radish heads, big and small, from tall to short, were humming and practicing martial arts in an orderly manner.

On the right side is a large open space with rows of round bamboo winnowing baskets, and a strong medicinal fragrance floating in the air.

Several men and women in white aprons were sitting nearby, occasionally turning over the herbs in the winnowing basket.

Lin Jiuxian took a half step back, protecting her behind him, and his sharp eyes looked at the people around him calmly.

What's going on? He always feels that these people saw them, and their eyes were on him, but no one came over to say hello.

Not polite.

Lin Jiu became more and more unhappy, and the aura around him became colder.

Those who were practicing the exercises stopped their movements for a moment.

The person who turned the medicine snapped the lotus seeds in half with a crisp sound.

It’s over, it’s over. The ancestors seem angry. Who will go and take them in?

you go!

Why don’t you go?!

I am afraid.

Several adults used their eyes to push and shove him, while some unscrupulous older brothers in the martial arts training ground on the left pushed the youngest brother out.

"Xiaoguang, go! Grandpa Liang En said that our ancestors never beat children."

Xiaoguang sniffed and touched his forehead with a confused look on his face. "Don't tell me off, or I'll tell Grandpa."

He was still there, squinting his eyes and talking to his brothers, his little bald head reflecting the sun, when a warm hand gently held it.

"So your name is Xiaoguang. Liang Ji asked me to pick up the books. Can you take me to see him?"

"Don't touch my head, my hair won't grow anymore!"

The hand was slapped away.

The back of Jingzhi's hand turned faintly red, while Lin Jiu's face against the light became darker and darker.

Six-year-old Xiaoguang looked at his extremely serious black face, pinching the corner of his clothes with his chubby hands, and suddenly burst into tears.

“Wow, wow, wow…don’t hit me! Brother…brother…I’m scared!”

Xiaoguang ran away.

Jingzhi froze in place, and Lin Jiu was even more frozen than her.

What’s going on? He didn’t do anything, why are you crying?

Jingzhi patted his shoulder and sighed:

"Nine Brother, I told you to smile more, but look at you, you scared a child to tears."

Lin Jiu felt a little aggrieved, his eyes fell on the back of her red hand.

Her fair skin made the small red handprint even more obvious.

"So what if it's a child? A child can't hit you."

Jingzhi touched the back of her hand, which was a little burning, but felt a sense of relief in her heart at seeing her healthy and obedient grandson.

"You know what, Xiaoguang is quite strong."

"…………You have an even bigger heart." Lin Jiu couldn't help but glare at her.

None of the older brothers on the side dared to come over, and the young man squatting on the right seemed to be playing statues, no one dared to move.

Until a gentle middle-aged man's voice came from the entrance.

"Z...Jingzhi, why did you come at this time? I thought you would come in the morning and the medical books would have been prepared for you."