Qiao Jing and the others ignored the rich woman and left the pharmacy directly.
On the way back, Song Jiaqi couldn't help laughing when she thought of the rich woman's shabby appearance, "Hahaha..."
After laughing enough, she took Qiao Jing's arm and said cheerfully: "Sister Jingyun, did you see that? That woman's face turned green just now, she was so relieved!"
Hearing what Song Jiaqi said, Qiao Jing couldn't help but chuckle as she thought of the rich woman's colorful face just now.
Song Jiaqi was still complaining about this incident until she returned home.
Qiao Jing felt that she could probably complain for another year...
In the next few days, accompanied by Song Jiaqi and Ye Nanxing, Qiao Jing visited hundreds of households with the surname Ming.
Although Zhaocheng is very large and there are many people with the surname Ming, after days of investigation, only about a hundred households are left.
That day, when I came out of one of the houses, it was lunch time.
Qiao Jing and the other three entered a nearby restaurant and ordered four dishes and one soup.
While eating, Ye Nanxing noticed that the eyes of the male customers in the store were always glancing at Qiao Jing from time to time.
This made him feel very unhappy!
But soon, something happened that made him even more unhappy.
A young man suddenly walked up to Qiao Jing, his eyes seemed to be glued to her face, and he started chatting: "Hello, can I get to know you? If possible, can we exchange contact information?"
Qiao Jing raised her eyes casually, but before she could say anything, Ye Nanxing angrily spoke for her.
The young man ignored Ye Nanxing's words and still looked at Qiao Jing without blinking, waiting expectantly for her response.
Qiao Jing looked cold and said slowly: "What he said is what I meant. Please don't disturb us."
Hearing her say this personally, the young man felt a little embarrassed.
Although he was unwilling to give in, he couldn't keep pestering after being rejected so bluntly, so he had to walk away in three steps.
Just after sending the people away, before Ye Nanxing could feel happy, another young man came over and struck up a conversation with Qiao Jing.
"Hello, I think you are very beautiful and elegant, and I really want to make friends with you. I wonder if you are willing to give me this opportunity?"
Ye Nanxing couldn't bear it anymore and directly waved to the bodyguard waiting nearby, pointed at the man who was chatting with him, and ordered: "Take him away! Now! Immediately! Immediately!"
"yes!"
After the bodyguard responded, he immediately stepped forward and pulled the man he was chatting with out of the restaurant without saying a word.
Seeing this scene, other people in the store who wanted to strike up a conversation gave up their thoughts.
Although the people drove away and calmed down, Qiao Jing felt that it was still a bit troublesome to go out with this face.
Moreover, there is no telling when Zhan Qipei and Zhan Nanjing will suddenly come back.
Thinking about this, Qiao Jing decided to put the fake leather on next.
When visiting her home, it would actually be okay for her to take off the fake skin when she really asks for any clues...
So, the next day, Qiao Jing went out wearing fake leather.
When Ye Nanxing saw her like this, he couldn't help but be stunned, "Your face..."
Song Jiaqi explained from the side: "Don't be so surprised, these things on Sister Jingyun's face are actually stuck on!"
Ye Nanxing didn't understand very much. He blinked his almond-shaped eyes and asked in confusion: "Why are you posting these things?"
Qiao Jing's tone was calm, and she still said what she said before, "It's safer to go out this way."
Song Jiaqi immediately added, "I just don't mean to be entangled by wild bees and butterflies!"
Because she didn't realize what it meant before.
Therefore, if she didn't add this sentence, she was afraid that Ye Nanxing would not understand it like her!
Ye Nanxing thought of yesterday's chatting incident and nodded immediately, "This will indeed be better..."
As he said that, he paused and changed the topic, "However, you don't need to be like this. With the power of our family, I will protect you!"
Qiao Jing raised her eyebrows lightly and replied calmly: "I think this is good."
Hearing this, Ye Nanxing said nothing more.
In his opinion, no matter what it is, as long as Dr. Jingyun feels good about it, it will be fine!
In the next two days, Qiao Jin and the other two people ran out of the remaining 100 households.
However, the Grandpa Ming that Song Jiaqi mentioned was still not found.
Qiao Jing felt strange, but couldn't figure out what was wrong.
In the evening, while walking on the street with Song Jiaqi and Ye Nanxing, Qiao Jing felt somewhat depressed.
Just when she was disappointed, she turned her head inadvertently and suddenly found a couplet posted on the door of an old house on the street.
There is nothing unusual about sticking couplets.
What caught Qiao Jing's attention was the handwriting on this couplet!
Although the couplet was very old and even faded under the baptism of wind and rain, she recognized it at a glance. It was clearly her handwriting!
Seeing Qiao Jing suddenly stop and keep staring at the old house next to him, Song Jiaqi and Ye Nanxing were a little suspicious.
Song Jiaqi asked aloud: "Sister Jingyun, what's wrong?"
"The handwriting on this couplet..."
Qiao Jing murmured, then walked up to the old house and pushed the old wooden door tentatively.
"Squeak——"
The wooden door opened with a sound.
Qiao Jing stepped forward and took two steps inside.
Song Jiaqi and Ye Nanxing looked at each other and followed in unison.
The house was silent, the ground was covered with fallen leaves, and there were spider webs on the eaves. It showed signs of dilapidation, and it was obvious that no one had lived in it for a long time.
Just then, an aunt who lived next door came over.
The aunt looked at Qiao Jing and the others, and then asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Qiao Jing's lips moved slightly and she gave a polite smile, "I want to find someone who lives here."
After hearing this, the aunt shook her head and said: "There may be nothing we can do, he has passed away."
"died?"
Qiao Jing frowned imperceptibly, and then asked: "Excuse me, is the person living here an old man named Ming?"
"Yes." The aunt nodded, "His surname is Ming, and his name is Ming Hailou."
Minghai Tower...
Qiao Jing silently recited the name, and she was already roughly certain in her heart that this Minghailou should be the Grandpa Ming she has been looking for these days!
She pondered for a moment and then continued to ask: "Auntie, do you know who wrote the couplet on the door?"
The aunt is very warm-hearted. No matter what Qiao Jing asks, she knows everything.
"That couplet was written by a little girl who came from other places to visit Minghailou a few years ago. The little girl is very beautiful and her handwriting is also very beautiful."
"I still remember that the little girl called Ming Hailou Grandpa Ming. He should be a relative of Ming Hailou, or the child of his friend's family."
As soon as these words came out, Song Jiaqi and Ye Nanxing also reacted.
The two of them opened their eyes wide and looked at Qiao Jing at the same time, with a hint of questioning in their eyes.