Da Ling was originally in school. After entering the study room, he naturally looked at the bookshelves filled with books.
Lu Tongjing saw his reaction and asked, "Daliang is still studying?"
Daliang hurriedly withdrew his gaze and gave a respectful student salute to Judge Lu Tong, "Master Hui Lu, yes."
Judge Lu Tong's eyes flashed with relief, and he pulled out a book from the bookshelf and handed it to him, "Have you read it?"
It’s not about ‘seeing’, it’s about ‘reading’.
The meanings of "reading" and "seeing" are different. Reading it once without understanding it is also called reading. But reading it requires thorough understanding and thorough understanding before it can be called reading.
Da Liang glanced at the words on the cover of the book - "Disciple Rules".
"Read it."
Judge Lu Tong raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised, "Oh?"
When he was at Lao Qi's house, he heard someone from Lao Qi's family say that even though he looked big, he was actually only eleven years old.
I also heard that they originally lived in the village, and their lives were not easy. They often didn't even have enough to eat.
So he always thought that Dali was just enlightened.
"I'm here to test you."
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"Hey, where did this beautiful girl come from?"
A white-haired old lady was guided in through the corner door by a middle-aged woman. She looked up and saw a little girl squatting in front of a row of tomatoes. Her eyes suddenly lit up as if they were shining brightly.
Lu Tongpan's facial control attributes were completely inherited from his mother, and Madam Lu was even more so. Her facial control had nothing to do with men or women, but she liked anyone who looked good.
Look at the girl in front of her. Her palm-sized face and facial features are extremely delicate whether taken apart or closed. She squatted there with her chin in her hands and stared eagerly at the lantern fruit in front of her. That cute look made her just
Once you take one look, it's hard to look away.
Aunt Chun, who has served Mrs. Lu for decades, is the one who knows this about her best. She suppressed a smile and whispered: "In reply to the old lady, I have invited an expert to the house today, and I would like to have this young lady."
They should be the family members of the master."
Qi Bao'er was originally squatting facing the corner door, but when he heard the sound, he raised his eyes and looked over.
However, she looked at the two people in front of her with strange eyes. Mrs. Lu only felt that she seemed to be looking at herself, but she didn't seem to be looking at herself.
I thought I had frightened the little girl because of my sudden voice just now. Mrs. Lu whispered in an unnaturally soft voice:
"Daughter, did you come to the house with your family? How about you go back to the house with grandma? Grandma will give you something to eat, and you can wait while you eat."
Mrs. Lu, who felt that she must be a loving grandma at the moment, didn't know that even Aunt Chun looked at her in a strange way, feeling that she looked like a wolf grandma.
Qi Baoer finally looked from Mrs. Lu's shoulder to Mrs. Lu's face, and her brows furrowed again at this sight.
The old lady's Yintang is really dark.
Should she say it directly or be more tactful?
"Grandma, are you feeling well?"
Both the master and the servant were stunned by this question, and then they both smiled kindly. Mrs. Lu patted Aunt Chun's hand happily and said, "My little girl is really sensible. Don't worry, grandma."
You are in good health."
Oh, all right.
"Grandma, you have a child on your shoulder. He looks very much like Lord Tongpan."
Everyone in the Lu family is infected with yin energy, maybe the reason is this ghost doll.
Mrs. Lu and Aunt Chun both changed their expressions.
Madam Lu first looked horrified, then a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes as if she had remembered something, and then she looked at Qi Bao'er with eyes that were no longer fond, but scrutinizing.
But although her eyes were scrutinizing, there was no malice in them.
Aunt Chun first looked at Mrs. Lu worriedly, and then lowered her head. The moment she lowered her head, Qi Baoer saw that the worried expression on her face had turned into a confused look.
There is a story!
The ghost baby on Mrs. Lu's shoulders was originally just holding Mrs. Lu's neck with both hands. After hearing Qi Bao'er point out his existence, he immediately grinned at her.
But he looks quite cute, and his grin is not scary at all, he is quite cute.
The ghost baby was just pale and bloodless. Qi Bao'er did not deceive Mrs. Lu. His facial features looked very similar to Lu Tongpan's, and he was related by blood at first glance.
The clothes on her body are also bright and gorgeous.
Qi Bao'er could tell at a glance that this ghost boy was different from Piao Zai. He was a Piao who could always enjoy incense.
Mrs. Lu suddenly let go of Grandma Chun's hand and strode over to Qi Bao'er and squatted down.
She was originally standing in the shadow in front of the corner door, and as soon as she moved around, she came into the sunlight. The ghost child screamed the moment it touched the sunlight, and had no choice but to let go and float to the wall again.
"Grandma." The little ghost's pale face was full of grievances, and only Mrs. Lu was in her eyes.
"Master, can you see my grandson? How is he now? Is he really next to me?"
Qi Baoer looked away from the ghost baby and looked at Mrs. Lu. She saw only anxiety and expectation on her face, and no trace of fear anymore.
Qi Baoer nodded, "Yes, Master Lu invited me here."
Mrs. Lu understood that the master her son invited today was the little girl in front of her, not any of her family members.
Another misunderstanding arose from this. What else could she not believe in someone invited by her most promising son?
"Is he still on my back now?"
Qi Bao'er shook her head, the flesh on her face swayed slightly as she shook her head, and her chubby hand pointed at the wall next to the corner door.
"You usually have people offering incense to him, so he can appear during the day, but he has no merit and is still afraid of the sun. Well, there he is."
After a pause, she added: "He was injured by the sun when you walked around just now. He is very sad now."
Mrs. Lu's heart felt like a dull pain that had been struck by a knife. She quickly got up and trotted back to the shadow in front of the corner door.
Helplessly unable to see anything, she looked around the corner with red eyes, "Er Bao, Er Bao, where are you? Grandma is wrong, grandma shouldn't wander around. Er Bao, are you in pain? Grandma will give you a blowjob."
Aunt Chun was a little scared, but she still obeyed her duty and endured the fear. She stepped forward, supported the confused Old Madam Lu and advised her: "Old Madam, don't be excited, look carefully at your body, there is a little master here."
"Yes, yes, little master." Mrs. Lu turned around and wanted to rush towards Qi Bao'er, but she stopped when she was about to touch the sun.
He clasped his hands and begged Qi Bao'er: "Little Master, please, please, please, can you let me see my second treasure?
Is he okay? Is he seriously injured? Did he cry?"
Anxiety is not fake, and caring is not hypocritical.
Qi Baoer sighed softly and walked over, waving to Mrs. Lu to lower her head.
Mrs. Lu didn't understand what she meant. She thought she had something to whisper to her, so she hurriedly lowered her head and listened.
Qi Baoer raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, "Now you can see it, it will take a quarter of an hour."
Mrs. Lu was stunned for a moment and was so happy that she even forgot to say thank you and quickly turned her head to look at the corner.
When she saw the figure by the wall, her tears immediately fell down, and she murmured with trembling lips, "Er Bao."
The voice was so soft that no one except Qi Baoer heard it.