Sick Girlfriend's Melaleuca Routine

Chapter 21

The old city has a strong smell of fireworks, towering old trees, peeling off ancient walls, brick by brick, revealing the staleness of years.

Two or three old people passed by carrying loads and yelling something.

If Sheng Muxi hadn't insisted on buying dishes from an old shop here, saying that his quality was good, they might not have appeared here now.

The two stood under the shadow of the trees in the alley, looking at the fortune-telling booth on the opposite side.

Out of a certain kind of sincerity, Sheng Muxi still dragged her over.

There are quite a lot of people looking for old gentlemen to count their marriages, mainly because the price is not expensive, and many young people just want to have fun and join in the fun.

After waiting for about ten minutes, it was Shengmuxi's turn.

Chai Qianning sat on the stone chair with her elbows on her lap, her face propped up, and she looked at her.

Sheng Muxi glanced at her, looked away, and took out a five-yuan cash from his bag to the old man.

When I took the money, I accidentally took out the key chain.

Chai Qianning squinted her eyes halfway, and noticed that the other party's key chain still had the black swan pendant she gave her.

A few minutes later, the old man stroked his gray beard and said cheerfully: "Girl, this year is your peach blossom year, and there is a high probability that you will be able to get out of the order. If you don't get out of the single this year, then wait until the next peach blossom year, That's when you're 37."

Sheng Muxi's eyebrows twitched, and when she turned her head, she saw Chai Qianning who had stood up from the stone chair and walked behind her.

Obviously, Chai Qianning also heard what the old man said just now.

She put on a thoughtful look and rubbed her chin: "Mr. Sheng, does this mean that if you don't leave the singles this year, you will have to wait until you are 37 to meet true love?"

Sheng Muxi took a gouging look at her, picked up the small box containing the dishes, went around to the back of the car, and put it in the trunk, his movements were smooth and smooth, in one go.

"Nonsense?" Sheng Muxi opened the car door: "There is no scientific basis at all."

Chai Qianning had already taken the co-pilot from the other side.

Hearing this, she raised her eyelashes and let out a breathy laugh.

Sheng Muxi brushed his hair back and tilted his head: "You are different from him."

"What's different?"

"You used an affirmative sentence, but the old man said, high probability, that is to say, not certain."

"almost."

"A lot."

"Okay then." Chai Qianning put on a face of resignation and tilted her head: "You want to sleep with me that much?"

Sheng Muxi looked away, before the words came out, he was almost choked by Chai Qian: "Tonight or tomorrow night?"

"You're too noisy." Sheng Muxi went to adjust the car music.

She really didn't know why she went to the old gentleman to confirm what Chai Qianning said.

This bet was a glaring trick, but she still took it.

She may be able to use the spirit of seeking knowledge to derive truth from practice to explain.

Well, she just wanted to use actions to tell the other party to believe in science.

Although the results she got were not convincing, but thinking about it this way, she seemed to feel much more at ease.

The car leaves the street.

The scenery in Chai Qian's gaze was moving rapidly.

Pure music is playing in the car, the tune is clear and shallow, adding a bit of leisure to the sweltering summer.

Chai Qian turned her head coldly: "Fortune-telling is really mysterious, we have to believe in science."

Sheng Muxi glanced down from the corner of his eyes.

"So, just listen to what the old man said, don't take it too seriously, just believe what I say."

".."

"Why do you have to be 37 years old to have a peach blossom year? Believe me, you can't get out of singles this year, and you can get out of singles next year. If you can't, just stay single."

".."

Sheng Muxi has never been so speechless.

Back to the neighborhood.

Chai Qianning followed Sheng Muxi home to cook. Sheng Muxi was busy in the kitchen, and she was helping by the side, washing vegetables, passing bowls and so on.

Since Chai Qianning came to her house for dinner every weekend, she bought a lot of new dishes and seasonings.

Sheng Muxi will make rice for one person more casually, but if there are more people, she will start researching new dishes and cook more abundantly.

Whenever she sees Chai Qianning taking a bite of food, showing a satisfied expression, and full of praise for it, she will also feel a sense of accomplishment.

"Mr. Sheng, you're playing tricks." Chai Qianning leaned her back against the door frame of the kitchen sliding door, and spoke casually.

Sheng Muxi was chopping vegetables, half-raised his eyelids and then lowered them: "Do you know that old fortune-teller? Colluding with him to partner with me?"

"The conscience of heaven and earth." Chai Qianning raised her finger: "I've been with you all the time, so I don't have time to collude with him."

"Okay, I'll just trust you once." Sheng Muxi said seriously, "But how do you know fortune-telling?"

"I still know a little bit of Tarot, astrology, and dream reading." Chai Qianning snapped her fingers.

"It's really unexpected, you are interested in this aspect." Sheng Muxi felt strange.

"It's not me who is interested, but my grandma is interested."

Chai Qianning said: "Before my grandma passed away, she was very superstitious about this. Seeing a fortune teller was like seeing a confidant. She even went to the master to ask for various books to study, talking about it all day long."

"Adults are busy, and grandma can only talk to me as a child. She will show me the lines on the palms, the lines on the soles of the feet, and the birth date. After hearing her read a lot, I will inevitably know something. .”

"However, this kind of thing is quite mysterious. I just understand a little superficially. It's nothing to be counted for fun."

Sheng Muxi shook the water off his hands, and took a spoon to stir the Dangshen and black chicken soup.

She cooks soup every weekend, saying it is to nourish Chai Qianning's body.

"Is it fun?" Sheng Muxi asked casually.

Chai Qianning didn't answer her question, but stared at her brows, half-closed her eyes, and suddenly said in a low tone, "Mr. Sheng, I made a calculation out of thin air. At this moment, you want to kiss me in your heart."

Sheng Muxi's brain twitched, still wondering whether it was divination or mind reading, and then he felt the other party pull her arm.

Before she could react, she followed the strength and staggered a few steps forward, shortening the distance between her and Chai Qianning, and leaned over inertially, her lips gently touching the other's lips.

It only left for a moment, but the temperature staying on it became hotter and hotter, spreading to the base of her ears.

Chai Qianning raised her eyebrows lightly, resting on the counter with one hand, her eyes were provocative.

"Is that right?"

Sheng Muxi's mind was in a mess at the moment, and he couldn't give an answer. He was a little annoyed because of the birth of a certain emotion, which he couldn't conceal.

However, the idler was thrown out of the kitchen.

Pull the glass door.

Sheng Muxi took a long breath, his cheeks were flushed by the rising heat from the cooking soup in the kitchen.

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The water delivery uncle that Chai Qianning met in the community before was the husband of Aunt Jiang, her nanny.

Aunt Jiang is no longer working at her house, but He Xiaoying will still go to the other party's house to sit for a while and chat about family affairs if he drops by sometimes.

He Xiaoying is going on a business trip with Chai Renbo recently, and I heard that Aunt Jiang's husband was discharged from the hospital after being injured last time, so she asked Chai Qianning to buy some fruit to visit.

Coming out of Neighborhood Road and passing Shangyang Plaza, Chai Qianning stopped by the supermarket to buy a carton of milk on the way, and drove into the Tongyan Alley in the old city.

Aunt Jiang's family lives here.

At noon, Chai Qianning stayed at Aunt Jiang's house for a meal. Aunt Jiang's cooking skills have not changed over the years, and it is the taste she often ate when she was a child.

Across the wooden threshold, the big yellow dog wagged its tail and rubbed against her shoes.

The big yellow dog used to bark when it saw Chai Qianning, but after a few times, the big yellow dog also regarded her as an acquaintance.When Chai Qianning reached out to touch its head, she would obediently lie down.

An orange cat nestled on the low wall, its eyes squinted lazily, shrunk into a little fluffy ball.

Under the sycamore tree.

Sheng Muxi was talking with an older woman.

The woman's blue hair is mixed with white hair, and the years have honed her temperament to be vicissitudes and gentleness, and there is a certain scholarly temperament that has accumulated over the years in her elegance.

"Mr. Ni, I'm going back first, you take good care of yourself."

Hearing Sheng Muxi's familiar voice, Chai Qianning, who was playing with the dog, raised her head and looked in the direction of the plane tree.

At the place where the sun and the shadow meet, Sheng Muxi looked over at the same time.Chai Qianning lowered her eyes and continued to play with the dog.

The sound of footsteps approached, and at the same time, a long and tall figure fell beside Chai Qianning.

Sheng Muxi's honey-brown long hair hangs forward, and the color is also very good in the sun, which makes her facial features more vivid and lovely.

"Teacher Sheng." Chai Qianning stood up with a smile on her lips.

The big yellow dog saw the dragonfly in the distance, and ran away from Chai Qianning's feet, chasing the dragonfly.

"Why are you here?" Sheng Muxi glanced at the cheerful figure of the big yellow dog, and then turned back to her face.

"Come to see an acquaintance, how about you?"

"Me too."

On the branches of green leaves, cicadas are singing, and two figures are looming under the mottled shade, and the distance is sometimes close and sometimes far away.

Sheng Muxi stopped, as if remembering something, turned his head to Chai Qianning and said: "I know there is an old Chinese medicine here, do you want to take you to see it?"

"Ah." Chai Qianning opened her mouth, "I'm not sick."

"It's okay, go and have a look. If you have any serious illness, you can't send it to the hospital. Why don't you see Chinese medicine? Just treat it as health care."

Chai Qianning was pulled by Sheng Muxi to the door of an antique shop and stopped.

"How do you know so many old shops?"

Sheng Muxi pushed her in: "There are not many. I used to live in the old city and only knew a few."

The person who saw Chinese medicine was an old man with white hair, his complexion was full of rough wrinkles, and he looked quite amiable. When he saw Shengmuxi, his eyes were closed with laughter.

"Xiaoliu is here, isn't it hot outside? Sit down and blow on the fan."

Xiaoliu?Chai Qianning looked at Sheng Muxi, just about to ask if this is your nickname?The old man asked again: "Xiao Liu, is this your friend?"

"Yes, I'll take a friend to see, is Dr. Feng busy?"

"Not too busy, you guys came just in time, chatting with me." Feng Jianting turned to look at Chai Qianning: "Girl, is there something wrong with your body?"

Chai Qianning groaned and scratched her head.

"I think the girl's complexion is a little pale. Shall I give you a pulse first?"

The phone rings.

Sheng Muxi took out his mobile phone from his bag and shook it: "I'll go outside to take a call."

The word "Meng Xuelin" was displayed on the screen, Sheng Muxi hesitated for a few seconds, and picked it up.

Not far away, the shadows of the old house and the shadows of the trees overlapped.

Sheng Muxi stared at a certain empty place, turned to the other end of the phone, and said softly: "No, I won't go back during the summer vacation. It's fine for me to live alone, don't worry."

Hang up.

She let out a breath and walked in, the scene she saw made her a little unbelievable.

"Doctor Feng, do you think my calculations are accurate?"

"Hahaha." The old man laughed heartily, and he seemed to be having a good chat with Chai Qianning: "It's interesting."

Sheng Muxi: ".."