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Chapter 647

    Jiangnan, mountains and forests.


    The spring water gurgles and flows through the ancient wooden bridge and through a large piece of broad land. Women in plain clothes squat by the stream in twos and threes, beating their clothes on the stone slab with a wooden mallet.


    Under the eaves of the wooden house, children holding exquisite wood carved monkeys surrounded the wooden chairs, teasing the babbling babies.


    At the other end, men strolled around in front of the wooden house, pulling saws and sawing a piece of wood into short joints. Laugh at a group of playful children running in the wide field with wooden carts beside them, and remind them from time to time to pay attention to their feet.


    The sensible youth wheeled wooden carts to avoid noisy running children, loaded the truncated wood one by one, and pulled it to a place to stack it neatly.


    "Sister Yuqi is back!"


    The young voice cut through the open space and surrounded the figure out of the lush village forest with excitement.


    The children pushing the wooden cart rushed in a swarm and jumped around the beautiful woman.


    "My sister brought you favorite candy, one by one."


    In the words, the woman squatted down and took out several sweets from the bamboo basket she was carrying to give them to the children one by one.


    Out of the wooden house, the old man with frost and snow and strong spirit smiled.


    "Qi''er is back."


    When the old man came out, the men who were still working got up and bowed down to say hello to the old man, with an extra respectful look.


    The woman who handed out the candy heard the call, sent the child away, raised her head, looked at the old man, smiled and walked forward.


    And the women washing their clothes and the working men greeted with a smile and walked through the water tanker. The woman came to the old man, took out the items in the bamboo basket one by one and showed them to the old man happily.


    "Grandpa, look, this time I bought salt, pepper and ink stone."


    "There are still five step shakes that my aunt wants me to buy, but they are still beautiful?"


    Under the sun, the step shook and flashed a little light, reflected on the woman''s jade face looking at the old man happily.


    The old man smiled and looked at the woman lovingly.


    "What Qi''er bought is beautiful."


    "Come on, Grandpa, tell you something serious."


    The woman named Yuqi put down her bamboo basket and entered the bamboo house with her white hair.


    Sitting on the wooden chair, the smile on the old man''s face gradually converged with a touch of seriousness.


    "Qi''er, we hid in the mountains and isolated from the world in the era of public defeat."


    "Your pseudonym Meng Yuqi is very famous in Chang''an. Although this is the south of the Yangtze River, you should still be careful. Don''t let Chang''an acquaintances recognize you and sneak into this village."


    "You know the history of our family..."


    It was still the words I had heard thousands of times. Meng Yuqi kneaded beside the old man and listened patiently before responding.


    "Grandpa, don''t worry. Yuqi will be careful. If he doesn''t make seven or eight circles around the town, he will never come back to the village."


    Hearing this sentence, the old man seemed to be relieved and his face recovered the peace before.


    "How about going to the city? Did you get a reply from that man?"


    After listening to the inquiry, the woman smiled and said.


    "It''s so fast there! It''s thousands of miles away to Chang''an. I''m afraid Tang Hao won''t get the wooden box until now."


    After listening, the old man looked proud and snorted with disdain.


    "The Tang war horse is known to travel thousands of miles a day. In my opinion, it''s just like that!"


    "It will take five days for a small wooden box to be sent from Hangzhou to Chang''an! In this regard, it is far from our wooden kite!"


    Hearing that Grandpa began to boast about the lost masterpiece of his ancestors, Meng Yuqi didn''t answer and smiled gently.


    Just now she lifted the wooden box, Meng Yuqi thought for a moment, frowned slightly, and a look of worry floated on her face.


    "Grandpa, that wooden box is our ancestral skill, Luban box."


    "Tang Hao doesn''t have any carpentry skills. He may not be able to untie the box if he gives it to him like this?"


    The old man snorted, looked cold and solemn, and a strange light appeared in his eyes.


    "If he can''t open the wooden box, the man chosen by heaven must not be him."


    "If he is destined to lose with us, he will be able to solve it."


    Mengyuqi slightly frowned and retorted softly.


    "Grandpa, but those who are destined for the public lose clan may not necessarily understand the box of our public lose clan."


    The old man didn''t listen to these reasons at all and waved his hand.


    "Impossible!"


    "And it is God''s will that this person must have some roots with our family."


    "Whether the box can be untied must also be the meaning of God. You and I don''t need to consider it."


    Meng Yuqi knows grandpa''s stubbornness. There is no possibility to discuss the matter of making a decision.


    Through the carved wooden window, looking at the long white clouds, mengyuqi has a touch of hope in her heart.


    I just hope Tang Hao can study the disassembly method of Luban box, which is also an opportunity for the public losers to comply with God''s will and revitalize the fertile land of China again.


    I don''t know why, together with Tang Hao, Meng Yuqi always has an inexplicable feeling in his heart, which is unclear.


    Like Acacia, but not like Acacia.


    It seems that this person has countless ties with himself.


    The old man looked at the subtle changes in Meng Yuqi''s face and reminded him with earnest words.


    "Qi''er, we have our own rules."


    "Don''t intermarry with foreigners. It''s also good for our whole family. Grandpa, I hope you can understand."


    Mengyuqi''s face suddenly lifted up a touch of loss, slightly lowered his head and whispered.


    "Grandpa, Qi''er... Understand."
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