The Identity of the Real Rich Man Can’t Be Hidden

   Chapter 389 Don't Look

   "For the feast of Qingqiu." An Yan took this as an excuse.

   Li Rongsen was still a little puzzled.

  An Yan approached Li Rongsen and said to him, "You were brought by him, and you are his good friend. If he knew that you died because of this, he would definitely not spare me. I can't let him worry."

   "That sounds reasonable." Li Rongsen nodded slightly.

"You don't have to be polite, put this favor on Yan Qingqiu's body." An Yan picked some small flowers under the big tree, walked into the house with lowered eyes, and inserted the small flowers into the empty bottle on the table, I saw the old woman writing at the desk again, and she was writing very seriously.

  An Yan asked her, "Grandma, what are you writing?"

   "Write a love letter," said the old woman, without stopping the pen in her hand.

   "Grandma, so you still have a lover." An Yan laughed, this was the first time she had heard of it.

   "I came here to find him. I miss him all my life, and I write him a love letter every month. We will definitely meet again." The old woman said it very seriously.

  An Yan was slightly moved, she said, "Grandma, when the dry well has running water, you can meet him."

   "I hope so, there is hope." The old woman said, sighing again, "Unfortunately, I am old."

Li Rongsen, who was sitting at the door of the house, turned to look at An Yan in the house, she was smiling at the old woman, picked up a small flower on the table, pinned it to the old woman's hair, and said, "Grandma It's beautiful."

   "Even when I used to be, I might not be as good-looking as you."

   "You can't compare what looks good. If you look at it carefully, I think Grandma looks the best." An Yan didn't lie.

   Li Rongsen turned around, he didn't look at An Yan, he just thought of Yan Qingqiu, afraid that he would worry about himself.

   Listen to An Yan and say: "Grandma, I thought of a good way today, try it out and see if it works."

   "What do you want?" The old woman looked up at her.

  An Yan picked up the bottle containing the moongrass water and walked back to the yard, watering all the water there on the ground.

  The old woman also came out to have a look. She said, "Oh, it's all in vain. Why did you spill it all."

   "Don't be afraid, I'll know if it's useful tonight." An Yan signaled the old woman not to worry, and asked, "Grandma, do you want to eat vegetable cake?"

   "How can you know anything?" The old woman laughed.

  An Yan smiled and said nothing. She was afraid that Li Rongsen would not be used to eating dried sweet potatoes and steamed buns, so she naturally wanted to make something for him to eat, not to mention that at noon, it would not work if he was not full.

  Li Rongsen just sat in the chair and thought, watching An Yan busy.

After a while, she saw An Yan came out with a plate. She first brought two cakes to the old woman, and then brought the other two to Li Rongsen and said, "No, these two are for yours."

   "Thank you." Li Rongsen took it. Maybe he was hungry, so he felt that these two extremely simple vegetable cakes were very delicious.

Seeing that An Yan also picked up one and ate it, she bit it in small bites, suddenly narrowed her eyes, exhaled quickly, turned her head and said to Li Rongsen: "You eat carefully, don't burn your mouth, it's a little too hot. ."

  Li Rongsen nodded, he took a small bite, a smell came out of his nostrils, he felt that it tasted very good, and said, "It's delicious."

   "Eat more." An Yan tore off half of the pancake from her hand and put it into his bowl, saying, "Add more energy, and you won't be too sad at night."

   "It seems that Yan Qingqiu likes you for a good reason." Li Rongsen didn't know why he said this, but he just wanted to mention three words Yan Qingqiu.

  An Yan said: "If he finds out that you are gone, he will definitely be anxious, so you have to go back quickly."

   "He came to find you." Li Rongsen said.

   "I have to finish things." An Yan replied.

   "Yan Qingqiu didn't explain to me why you didn't come here, can you tell me?"

   "Because I promised to come over and be a servant for 100 days."

   "But Yan Qingqiu said that you are the city lord of Xicheng."

   "It doesn't matter." An Yan whispered.

   "I'm afraid my grandfather can't wait for a hundred days." Li Rongsen mentioned this matter, and he came here because of this, so he had to remind him.

  An Yan looked at him and said, "I see."

   Li Rongsen didn't say anything after hearing her answer. After eating, he went back to the room and lay down to sleep. When he woke up again, it was already night.

  The bright white moon has hung in the sky.

   An Yan and the old woman were both in the yard, staring at the piece of soil where the Moongrass was planted.

When the moon sprinkled the soil, she saw the secluded moon grass budding at a speed visible to the naked eye and blooming, and today it was no longer one, but a dozen or so, which made An Yan very gratified .

  The old woman was also very happy. She counted the plants one by one and said, "That's great, there are sixteen plants today. If things go on like this, it will be done in a few days."

   "If you sprinkle more tomorrow, there may be a hundred or so plants in one night." An Yan turned around as she spoke, and bumped into Li Rongsen who was standing behind her unsuspecting.

   He was weak, and seeing that he was about to fall, An Yan could only support him, but after Li Rongsen turned around, he could not control the weight of his body and fell on An Yan, pinning her to the ground.

  An Yan's back was on the ground, while Li Rongsen's upper body was crushed on top of her.

   "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Li Rongsen struggled to get up but found that he was powerless, so he could only stare at An Yan, with a burst of embarrassment on his face, trying his best to get up.

   He was so close to An Yan that he thought of Yan Qingqiu from time to time, and felt sorry for him.

   "You can't just lie down." An Yan said while pushing Li Rongsen up.

   And the old woman also came over, she pulled Li Rongsen up with one hand, and threw him directly to the couch with another force.

With a    "呯" sound, Li Rongsen felt that his body was in great pain, but he resisted and didn't shout, just frowned.

  An Yan had stood up, she walked over to see Li Rongsen, and said to the old woman, "Grandma, he can't stand it."

"It won't die." The old woman disapproved, and then took a wooden plate and went outside to pick the moon grass, then walked in again, closed the door of the house, and said, "You have to protect him for a while, outside The turbid qi most likes those who are weak."

   "I understand, you just have to suppress them." An Yan said, taking out two more dried sweet potatoes for Li Rongsen, saying, "Come on, I'm eating something to replenish energy."

   "Is it okay if I don't eat it?" Li Rongsen didn't like things like dried sweet potatoes.

  An Yan didn't force it anymore, she put it back again, and then said to him, "Don't move around for a while, just close your eyes and don't look at anything, understand?"

   "What are you dealing with?" Li Rongsen asked, but he wanted to help.

   "This is a custom, don't look at it." An Yan instructed him repeatedly, but was worried about him, so he found a piece of cloth to cover his eyes.

   Li Rongsen frowned. He felt that the smell of the cloth was too unpleasant, as if he had been baptized in a latrine. He took it off with his hands and said, "I won't open my eyes."

   "Then you have to keep your word." An Yan reminded him.

   "Got it." Li Rongsen agreed silently.

  Suddenly, the sound of weeping and wailing began, which was creepy, not enough to send a chill down the spine.

   Li Rongsen asked, "Who is this here?"

   "No one, you don't care." An Yan grabbed Li Rongsen's wrist with his left hand, and the other hand was ready to block the turbid air at any time.

   (end of this chapter)