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Chapter 162 The White Feather Is Here(1/2)

Mo Xiao felt that he had a very long dream, as if he had returned to that world and saw his relatives in that world. Even the scene of catching frogs and dissecting them with a knife when he was a child also appeared in the dream.

So when she woke up, she was stunned for a long time before she realized. The red account above her head and the embroidered satin quilt covered with her body all reminded her that it was a dream just now, but now it is reality. That world is far away from her. Now, she has traveled to an era that she has never heard of, and it is still in ancient times.

She sighed softly and took out the red rope necklace that had been hanging around her neck. The little black stone was flipping around in the palm of her hand, but except that it looked a little darker than ordinary stones, she really couldn't see anything special.

"Little Stone, Xiao Shitou, what is your origin? Since you can catch me, can you send me back? If you want to send me, I'll send you back now. Don't wait until I can't bear to leave and suddenly send me back again."

"Sister Mo, who did you talk to early in the morning?"

Taohong walked in from outside with a bowl of things in her hand. As soon as she walked into the room, she opened her eyes wide and looked around, but there was no one other than Mo Xiao. Then she stared at the open window and didn't know what she thought of, and suddenly laughed.

Mo Xiao's forehead was covered with black lines. This little girl wouldn't have thought of someone stealing into the lady's room and stealing fragrance and jade, and then heard the voices and fled over the window.

Looking at Taohong's eyes that were so ambiguous that she could no longer be ambiguous, Mo Xiao knew that she guessed it right. In Taohong's eyes, she should be Cui Yingying in the West Chamber. She just jumped out of the window and saw Zhang Lang, and Taohong's child, now she has regarded herself as a matchmaker.

Is this really a twelve-year-old girl? There are more human relationship accidents on her little head than her, a mature adult girl.

"I'm talking to my little stone, where is there anyone?" For the sake of his innocence, Mo Xiao felt it was necessary to explain, although the explanation seemed to be of little use.

"I know, my sister was alone in the room just now, and my sister was talking to herself." Taohong put the tray in her hand on the small square table of the Luohan table, and then came over to serve Mo Xiao and stood up.

It is obvious that she has preconceived ideas, and explanation is equivalent to concealment.

Mo Xiao felt that it was better to let go of it by default than wasting saliva, so he focused on the bowl of things she brought in just now.

"What is that?"

"It's a breast enhancement tool, papaya stewed milk."

When Tao Hong heard Mo Xiao ask, she immediately jumped over and brought the bowl to Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiao saw that it was indeed the case. The peach rosé was made in the traditional way. After cooking the goat's milk, it was cooled down, and then fresh papaya granules were added.

"Sister, do you want to eat it now or after breakfast?" Taohong asked.

Mo Xiao smelled the smell of sheep left in the bowl, and pinched his nose and shook his head.

"Well, let's eat it after breakfast. It's really hard to eat it on an empty stomach."

Mo Xiao finished washing up, followed the rules and burned a stick of incense in front of the Mo Wen couple's spiritual card, and then practiced light qi in the yard. While practicing, his eyes kept looking into the kitchen, but someone's shadow did not appear, and the chimney did not smoke.

Seeing that the time was almost over, Mo Xiao gritted his teeth and thought, he might have forgotten it, right?

It was not until two quarters of an hour before the clinic opened that the Chonglou finally appeared.

Come over the wall.

Holding a food box in my hand.

"Where have you gone? I promised to make three meals a day. The first meal on the first day was takeaway." Mo Xiao nodded, "I'm really insincere. Don't beat me with a bowl of wontons."

Although the wontons I ate on the street last time was delicious, Mo Xiao was even more looking forward to the ones made by Chonglou.

"I saw that the oil lamp in your inner courtyard was lit out last night. I guess you were so impatient that you forgot the time after reading a book. Just your sleepy temper. If I make a sound in the kitchen to wake you up, I can't stand the upset of your boss." Chonglou flattened his mouth and walked towards the tea room with his food box.

Mo Xiao originally wanted to say that it wasn't reading a book, but he thought it would be better for her to keep it a secret for the time being when she showed off a pair of shoes she had made with her own hands. That surprise would shock him enough.

Moreover, how did he know that the oil lamp in her inner courtyard was lit for the middle of the night? Haha, he said he was not secretly paying attention to her?

Mo Xiao walked into the flower hall in a good mood.

"Wow, this porridge is cooked well, and the pastries are so exquisite. Why didn't I know that there is another family in Sanyang County that makes so good breakfast?" Mo Xiao said while eating.

Chonglou smiled handsomely, "If you taste delicious, eat more."

Mo Xiao didn't raise his head, hehe, of course he had to eat more. He consumed too much energy last night, and such delicious food must have released all the space in her stomach to accommodate it.

"Which pastry is from? I'm just thinking, I really don't lose to you." Mo Xiao ate the more he felt that he had been away from the treasure before. How could he think that there was no good pastry chef in Sanyang County? The plate in front of him was the best among the fine products. If she hadn't seen Chonglou carrying it in from outside, she would have thought that Chonglou made it herself.

"Well, you probably haven't been to it yet." Chonglou thought for a while.

"Where is a new street, we will go to the store tomorrow morning to eat it. The fresh and hot floor will definitely be better than when you pack it back."

"Uh, this will take only two days. I see that his shop has only been open for a while and the paint smell has not yet dissipated. I will go there later."

Mo Xiao thought about it, so she didn't want to eat in the strong smell of paint.

"Okay, then you can help me get it back in a different way these days." Mo Xiao felt that since it was a restaurant, there must be more than one or two kinds of dishes.

"Well, by the way, I'll take this bag of silver for you to use. Such pastries are definitely not cheap." Mo Xiao took out the silver bag from his waist and threw it to Chonglou.

I took Chonglou and let it go. It was probably about ten taels. If I bought breakfast for a few days, it would be enough, but...

The number of people leaving a restaurant is far from the time.

He pursed his lips, and it seemed that he was going to Yongfeng Money House again.

*

After breakfast, Mo Xiao felt that he was simply a hero who was resurrected from full blood. Food can indeed improve his combat effectiveness. With her full blood, she can complete at least 20% of the outpatient volume today than usual.

But she didn't expect it at all.

The most popular miracle doctor in the Mo Family Medical Center has obviously changed its name.

It used to be Mo Xiao, but now it is called Tang Zhongchun.

Mo Xiao held the brush in his hand and started his third stay this morning.

There were several patients in front of Tang Zhongchun and several familiar girls. They used to look for Mo Xiao, but now they are silently moving towards Tang Zhongchun. They would rather wait than deliberately ignore the empty position on Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiao turned the pen holder and said, "It's too idle, what's there to do?"

Just when Mo Xiao felt bored and was about to smoke, the little fat man came in.

"Miss, there is a very beautiful lady outside the door saying she wants to find you."

"So beautiful, how beautiful is it?" Mo Xiao held the brush at his fingertips and asked.

The little fat man was stunned, then touched his head and looked for adjectives in his head. However, after searching for a long time, he found that his literary level was not enough to describe how beautiful a beautiful woman was.

"Miss..." The little fat man flattered his mouth, "You spare me, I can't say it."

"Oh, come to me, sure?" Mo Xiao asked.

The little fat man raised his waist, "Of course, I can't hear it wrong. Oh, the lady has a nice smell of flowers. Well, it's a bit like wine, it's just right."

The fragrance of flowers and wine?

Mo Xiao suddenly realized that it was the creditor who came to collect the debt.

"Please come to the study in the outer courtyard." Mo Xiao stood up and walked inside.

"Hey, Miss, you won't see a doctor?" asked the fat man.

"I won't see a doctor anymore. Today is not a day for medical treatment, so I'll take a break!" Mo Xiao said without looking back.

The little fat man touched his head, hey, today is the day of the clinic, is the lady confused again?

In the study room of the outer courtyard, Mo Xiao sat upright and waited for the peach blossom lady Bai Yu.

"Miss, I'm outside the door."

The little fat man knocked on the door gently outside the door.

"Yeah, let's come in."

As soon as Mo Xiao finished speaking, Bai Yu walked in with a wooden box in his hand.

"The Peach Blossom Lady is probably not here to come to Mo Xiao to drink." Mo Xiao likes to go straight to the point.

Bai Yu was stunned, then said solemnly: "Yes, the little girl is here to ask Miss Mo for help."

Mo Xiao smiled slightly and pointed to the chair in front of the desk, "Sit down, I hope I can do what you said. After all, after eating your wine, people eat soft-mouthed, it is hard to say no to agree."

Bai Yu's face was embarrassed and he waved his hand quickly, "Miss Mo, don't get me wrong. Bai Yu is a person who wants to threaten people with some alcohol. Inviting Miss Mo to drink with all friends is sincere, and it has nothing to do with Bai Yu's request for Miss Mo to do things."

"Oh, really not." Mo smiled, "Then I don't recognize this alcohol debt. Since the alcohol is given for free, Miss Baiyu can return it."

Ah? Bai Yu opened his mouth wide, feeling at a loss. Seeing that Mo Xiao had already picked up the book and started reading, he finally frowned and turned around and walked out the door.

"Hey, you're really leaving." Mo Xiao put the book on and waved his hand quickly, "I'm teasing you, come back soon."

"It seems that this matter is not that important. You will leave just as soon as I told you so gently." Mo Xiao pouted. She just couldn't stand Bai Yu's hesitation and deliberately made her anxious. Who knew that this was really a thin-skinned person. He left as soon as he refused. No wonder one thing made her stay in seclusion for ten years without being able to do so.

"Miss Mo, I'm ashamed to say that this matter is just because this matter is purely a private matter of the little girl, but it is extremely risky. Therefore, Bai Yu is really not easy to speak out." Bai Yu said.

"The risk is extremely great? Well, I can tell you." Mo Xiao shrugged, "Don't worry, if it weren't for a friend, I wouldn't let the risk I took exceed the value of peach blossom wine."

"Then I want to be Miss Mo's friend!" Bai Yu said in a surprising way.

Mo Xiao almost choked by his saliva. What is Bai Yu’s IQ? Can my friend become as long as she wants to become? At least two slaps can be made.

"Miss Mo, please take a look at the box that Bai Yu brought first."

Bai Yu walked to the desk and placed the wooden box he had taken in front of Mo Xiao.

Is this box so weird? No matter how weird it is, it is not more expensive than Zeng Luban's machine box.

Mo Xiao picked up the box, lifted it gently, and the lid was lifted, and the inside was empty.

However, she felt the chill that was radiating from the box in her hand.

It is summer now, but this box has a sense of coolness. Not only is it cool, but the touch on the surface is also very strange. It looks like it is made of ordinary wood, but when you touch it in your hands, it looks like a baby's skin, and it feels like life.
To be continued...
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