Xiaoliu: “…” This little girl has such a bad temper, she is really not easy to mess with.
If it wasn't for the purpose of seeing her true face and finding out why her master treated her differently, thinking that he would wait for her
Is he bored
Even if I am bored, I can still go and get a couple of bottles of wine with my brothers.
"Ahem, Qiao'er, don't be rude to adults!"
The old man secretly glared at his granddaughter, signaling her not to mess around.
Su Qiao nodded slightly and changed the subject: "However, my grandfather was injured last time and his body has not recovered yet. He can't stand steadily. Do you think it's possible for me to accompany him?"
This is what Xiao Liuzi was waiting for.
This time, he came not only to see what was so special about this little girl, but also to find a way to take her to the mountain.
He had to confirm what his master really thought of this little girl.
If he really intends to cultivate her, then his attitude towards her will certainly be different in the future, and he will also teach her some skills and methods to save her life.
If not, then there's no need to be so polite.
"Yes, but you can only wait outside. You can only go in after I go in and report to you and the governor summons you."
"OK."
Su Qiao was not a talkative person, so he nodded directly, then supported the old man and followed Yuan Liu.
Guyin Temple is located on a mountain north of Liushu Village, only six or seven miles away from the town, and is quite popular here.
Therefore, the road there is very wide.
Su Qiao thought they had to walk there, but as soon as they walked out of the village, they saw a carriage and a brown horse.
"You two are still injured, please get in the carriage."
Su Qiao didn't act pretentiously and helped the old man, who looked a little frightened, into the car.
After the two of them got in, Xiaoliu waved to the coachman, jumped onto the horse, and followed behind.
Because there were so many people coming and going in Guyin Temple, Feng Han did not live in Guyin Temple, but lived in a villa in the back mountain.
This huge villa was built after the discovery of Coal Hill a few years ago.
Although the villa is not very luxurious, it exudes low-key elegance everywhere.
As it had been agreed upon early in the morning, Su Qiao could only watch the fearful old man enter the courtyard while he waited outside.
He followed Yuan Liu to the inner hall with some trepidation. The old man only took a quick look at the person on the kang, then knelt down and saluted: "I am Su Dehong, a humble servant. I am honored to meet you, sir!"
Feng Han put down the book in his hand, lowered his legs that were crossed on the kang, and raised his hands slightly: "Stand up."
"Please take a seat."
"Thank you, sir."
Mr. Su calmed down a little because he didn't blame him right away.
He walked to the chair brought by the servant and sat down half of it with difficulty.
Feng Han glanced at Yuan Liu in the hall.
Yuan Liu's mind moved, and he hurried forward, leaned in and whispered softly: "Master, Miss Su is outside."
Feng Han's dark eyes flickered slightly, and he ordered calmly: "Go and have someone prepare some cakes and tea."
"yes."
The master really treats that little girl in a special way.
When Mr. Su came, he didn't even serve anyone a cup of tea. But when he heard that the little girl was also here, he immediately asked for pastries and tea.
Yuan Liu had an idea in his mind, so he turned around and went out, telling the people below him in detail.
Feng Han didn't say anything, but his eyes were always on the old man in front of him.
It seems that he is only a little more intelligent than an ordinary farm girl and his courage is just average. How could he raise such a courageous granddaughter
He... really couldn't figure it out.
"I wonder what you want me to do, my Lord?"
The adults above remained silent, and Mr. Su felt very uncomfortable and was beginning to lose his temper.