On this night many people came to investigate, and he knew it, but he was indifferent.

Who sent these people and what they were doing here, Jiang Zebei was not interested.

His future has been disrupted, and he is even caught in a whirlpool.

Everything is out of his control.

He needed to find a point of support for him to be brave enough to take on everything.

Time, he needs time.

……

When Chen Mengtian woke up, it was already late, and Chen Baojie was already waiting for her outside the door.

She woke up and found that it was already dawn, so she hurriedly got up and hurriedly dressed, ready to take some medical books to the town this time, and gave Mo Zixuan some medical books specializing in the treatment of external injuries.

Many of the above healing techniques require silver needles to assist, and the techniques are tricky and weird, which is not the most suitable for Mo Zixuan.

This kid likes strange medical skills and is very interested in research.

Chen Baojie came back from Luoyang City yesterday.

He came back this time to find Zhu Tongshan to have something to do, and it was some accounting matters.

The drunken immortal building in Luoyang City is really good business, Chen Baojie can't be busy at all, and he hired a bookkeeper.

But for Mr. Bookkeeper, he was not particularly relieved, so he came back to Zhu Tongshan to learn from him.

After the other party came back, he came to her as soon as possible.

Hearing that he would only go to town tomorrow, Chen Mengtian immediately prepared to take a ride, but she never thought that she would get up late.

Even if Chen Mengtian simply cleaned up, it would already be half an hour later.

She took the medical book and some refined wound medicine, and the wound medicine was for Mo Zixuan to identify.

Walking out of the house with these things, Chen Baojie was already sitting in the carriage at the door and waited for her for a while.

The other party's face was not half anxious, and when he saw Chen Mengtian, he showed a tolerant smile.

said: "You go slowly, don't be in a hurry." ”

Chen Mengtian got into the carriage and said: "That is, my cousin spoiled me and waited for me outside the door for half an hour. ”

Chen Baojie lowered the curtain for her, with a doting smile on his face, "If this were someone else, I wouldn't wait like this, just because it's you, I'm willing." ”

Chen Mengtian, who was sitting in the carriage, heard his words, and his heart swooped out.

How can this sound so ambiguous, as if it is about to confess.

Then she thought that she and Chen Baojie were cousins, not cousins.

Between the two of them, there is no possibility at all.

In this way, Chen Mengtian breathed a sigh of relief.

Last night, she read a book, it was a pair of cousins who fell in love with each other, but they were beaten by a mandarin duck at home, and then they went through many twists and turns, and then they finally came together.

In ancient times, there were cousins who got married, and there were many, but there were no cousins who got married.

Chen Baojie's words made Chen Mengtian, who had read the love script of his cousins and sisters for one night, couldn't help but be a little chasing after the wind.

However, Chen Baojie is now nineteen years old and should have gotten married, but now he has not moved.

Chen Baojie, who turned the carriage, didn't know Chen Mengtian's thoughts.

In his eyes, Chen Mengtian is his relative, closer than his sister, and he is kind to her.

But Chen Mengtian didn't think so.

She sat in the carriage, supported her head with one hand, and suddenly said: "Cousin, you are about to become a leftover man, why doesn't the uncle urge you to get married?" ”

"Huh?" Chen Baojie couldn't help but be a little puzzled: "What is a leftover man?" ”

"It's the best age to get married."

Chen Baojie chuckled, "Don't worry, my father didn't urge me." ”