The clothes this man is wearing are of high-quality materials, and he looks like he is rich, but he is only given one hundred taels?

Yesterday, Murong Yue saw with her own eyes that he was being hunted down. If those people came to her door one day, she would still have to protect him.

With only a hundred taels, you want to hire her as a bodyguard? It’s a dream.

Of course, Mo Qingcheng didn't think so at all, it was all just Murong Yue's imagination.

"Too little?"

"Of course, you see that when you come to our house, although you live in a woodshed, your food, shelter, and clothing are all provided by our house. And you are injured and have to be taken care of. After all,

Isn't one hundred taels enough?" Murong Yue wiped away her awkwardness before, cracking her fingers and calculating clearly.

After hearing Murong Yue say so many words in one breath, Mo Qingcheng's lips curled up in a rare gesture.

Murong Yue blinked, he...did he laugh just now? Really? Really?

"How much do you want?" Mo Qingcheng returned to his original appearance, and his indifferent tone made Murong Yue frown, thinking: I must have seen it wrong just now, how can I smile with such a paralyzed face?

Murong Yue stretched out three fingers and waved it and said, "One price, three thousand taels for sure."

Zeng Guangyao, who was eavesdropping outside the door, took a breath of air and said softly: "Suck~ This girl is really a lion with a big mouth!"

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the two people in the room shouted sharply at the same time: "Who!"

Zeng Guangyao, who was caught eavesdropping outside the door, coughed awkwardly and said, "Ahem! It's me. I'm here to see how the injured person is doing."

Murong Yue recognized that it was Dr. Zeng and took the initiative to go over and open the door for him.

When she turned to open the door, she didn't notice the person on the bed staring at her back and examining her with a slight frown.

Murong Yue shouted: "Doctor Zeng."

I thought: Just eavesdrop, what excuse can I make?

Move aside to let him in.

Zeng Guangyao nodded and walked in calmly, as if he wasn't the one who just eavesdropped.

Zeng Guangyao stepped forward and took Mo Qingcheng's pulse. He released his hand after a while and said, "Well, the injury has stabilized. I will take medicine on time and rest for two or three days before I can get out of bed and walk around. But I still can't do anything."

Excessive action, otherwise the wound will still open."

Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, after waiting for a long time, no one said thank you to him.

There was no way, one was used to being the master, and the other felt that Mo Qingcheng was not hers, and she could not be the one to thank him.

So there was a stalemate, and the air was filled with embarrassment.

In the end, Zeng Guangyao had no choice but to set the stage for himself.

"Ahem! Girls, aren't you in a hurry to go home? Then hurry up! Take this young master back with you by the way. I don't have enough manpower and can't find anyone to take care of him."

Murong Yue said helplessly: "Okay! In this case, I have to take you back, but the money still has to be given." She looked at Mo Qingcheng after saying this.

"What money?" Zeng Guangyao asked pretending to be stupid.

"Of course it's his accommodation fee!" Murong Yue pointed at Mo Qingcheng and said matter-of-factly.

"Uh... girl, you're being unreasonable! I'm an injured person after all! Why do you still want money?"

"Doctor Zeng, who is he to you?" Murong Yue asked.

Zeng Guangyao replied subconsciously: "Who is not mine."

"Why do you feel bad when someone gives you money?" Murong Yue stared at him with wide eyes.

"Uh..." Zeng Guangyao looked at Mo Qingcheng subconsciously.

"good"…

That's how things were settled.

On the way back to Qingquan Village…

Because there were injuries, the mule train moved very slowly.

"Xiaoyue, why did you bring that guy with you?" Murong Hao had not forgotten the man in the mule cart yesterday, but he was lying on his sister's bed!

Although the man was unconscious at the time and it was Murong Yue who put him on her bed, he still felt very unhappy.

"Because I have money, take it!" Murong Yue counted the banknotes in her hand.

This was the money Zeng Guangyao secretly gave to Mo Qingcheng, but Murong Yue didn't know it.

There are ten in total, which is one thousand taels of silver notes.

When Mo Qingcheng gave her the money, he said with a cold face, "Prepaid."

Murong Yue was a little confused at first, but then she thought that he might have meant to pay one thousand taels first, and then pay the rest after he left.

"Then don't forget it then!" Murong Yue didn't urge him to ask for it. Everyone was already at her house anyway, so she was worried that he would run away?

With these one thousand taels, they would not have to worry about running out of money to build their new home.

Hahaha~ It’s beautiful just thinking about it.

"Then you have to keep a distance from him from now on and don't let him enter your room again. It's your boudoir. You're not allowed to let any man in from now on. Do you understand?" Murong Hao frowned and warned.

"Yes, yes, I know!" Murong Yue was helpless.

With such a housekeeper (her brother) here, she wouldn't dare bring another man into her room even if she didn't have the guts to do so, otherwise that man would either die or be injured!

Mo Qingcheng, who was in the car with his eyes closed and concentrating, was as calm as if the man outside was not him.

When I got home, the sun was already setting in the west.

The brother and sister simply tidied up the woodshed and found wooden boards to join together into a single bed.

Then she spread the straw mat she bought today. It was originally bought to be used as a bed for Murong Hao and herself. Now she can only use one for the patient, as well as the quilt.

It can be said that except for the old bed board and the old firewood shed, everything else is new.

After everything was done and it was barely habitable, I helped Mo Qingcheng get off the mule cart.

"Although it is simple, it is better than sleeping in the yard. You can rest peacefully! I have to cook." Murong Yue didn't care whether he was satisfied or not. Anyway, she said from the beginning that if he came to their house, he could only

I live in a woodshed, so there's not much to say.

After Murong Yue and Murong Hao went out, Mo Qingcheng began to look at the woodshed.

There were piles of firewood and some sundries all around, and there was only a little space, which was the so-called bed where he was lying now, and the space where he could open the door. The aisle next to the bed could be walked alone.

You have to turn sideways.

I remembered that when I got off the mule cart just now, the house I saw was very small. It could be said that it could barely accommodate people.

The more he looked at it, the more he frowned. He had never lived in such a bad house. It was comparable to a ruined temple. How poor was this family?
Chapter completed!