Chapter 2457

Jiujiu is used to enjoying the service of seven nights, and only then knows that the housekeeper who hurried back from seven nights is surprised to almost fall to the ground when he sees the scene of seven nights serving Jiujiu.

Well, is the man who brushes the woman's hair their young master?

He's not awake yet. He's dreaming.

After wiping Jiujiu's hair, he looked back at the housekeeper with a suspicious face.

Housekeeper: "I'll send someone to clean it up now. The food is ready. I'll send someone to put it up?"

Seven nights nodded: "put it up."

Because the hair was not completely dry, Jiujiu simply spread his hair and ate for seven nights.

I went on my way early in the morning and now I ate an ice sugar gourd, but Jiujiu was hungry.

As the richest man in China, the cooks in Wansan's house are no less skilled than the imperial cooks. It's good for a person to eat nine times a meal.

With enough food and drink, Jiujiu lies down on the couch in the yard to bask in the sun.

Eating fresh melons and fruits delivered from Tubo, drinking sour plum soup to clear away heat and relieve summer heat, and having fresh delicious cakes on hand, I really don't change it for immortals these days.

After enjoying, Jiujiu suddenly had some admiration for seven nights.

After all, not everyone can resist these pleasures and run thousands of miles to the desert to suffer. From this point, seven nights is not delicate.

In the afternoon, seven nights took Jiujiu to zuixianlou to eat the most famous special dish in the capital. They had enough to eat and drink. They also took Jiujiu to stroll around the unique night style in the capital before they lingered towards Wansan residence.

The Procrastination of the seven nights at the moment was in sharp contrast to the cheers he had just brought himself out. Jiujiu picked a little on his eyebrows: "why, don't you want to go back?"

Seven nights shook his head into a rattle.

From the capital to the desert, he hasn't seen master for nearly a year. Naturally, he wants to see Master soon, but

Thinking that master might use family law against himself, seven nights was a little afraid. It was a shame to be spanked with a bamboo strip in front of Jiujiu.

The seven night dead duck said, "I didn't. I just ate too much. I was a little flustered."

"Really?" Jiujiu looked at Qiye suspiciously. It was clear that most of the food had just entered her stomach. How much could she eat in Qiye?

For Jiujiu's question, seven nights nodded vigorously, "really, really, I really ate too much."

After seven nights, he touched his belly very vividly, trying to prove that he really ate too much, not that he didn't want to go back.

Seeing the belly bulging up in the seven nights, Jiujiu followed the seven nights slowly to Wansan residence.

Even though the seven night walk is very slow, the road will eventually end, especially the Wansan residence is close to the night market.

Looking at the mansion in front of me, I shivered for seven nights, hiding behind Jiujiu like a petite and powerless little girl.

Jiujiu felt that seven nights was hiding something from herself.

In the seven night panic, the two finally met Wan San.

Different from the amiable fat man in Jiujiu's imagination, Wan San is very thin, and the whole person presents a morbid emaciation. Seeing Jiu Jiu coming with seven nights, Wan San crossed a surprise on his face, stared at Jiu Jiu Jiu and asked seven nights, "who is this?"

Seeing that Wan San didn't want to do the same to himself as he imagined, he introduced Jiu Jiu to Wan San after seven nights of relief: "master, this is Dr. Bletilla's apprentice, um..."

When it comes to Jiujiu's name, seven nights is a little stuck.

Since he realized it, he has been shouting from the shopkeeper until he introduced it to Wan San. He found that he didn't know Jiu Jiu's name.

I don't even know the name of the shopkeeper who gets along with me day and night

Seven nights, the whole person wilted.

Feeling the heavy loss emanating from seven nights, Jiujiu hurriedly said, "my name is Jiujiu."

"It's nine girls. Nice to meet you. I don't know how big brother Bai is now?" Wan San asked Baiji in the tone of his parents like an ordinary old man.

Jiujiu: "my master died three years ago."

"What?"

Hearing Jiujiu say that Baiji died, Wan San's complexion transiently changed. The whole person suddenly became a teenager. He sat down in a chair and murmured, "he, he went without waiting for me."

Wan San was out of his mind for a long time before he raised his head and smiled at Jiujiu bitterness: "let nine girls see a joke."

Wan San seems to be talking to Jiu Jiu and saying to himself, "brother Bai is my best friend and benefactor in my life."

That winter, it was very cold. Because he had no thick clothes, he was almost frozen to death in the broken temple.

It was Baiji who bought him warm and thick clothes and gave him enough money to do some small business to support himself.

Because of Baiji's words, he worked hard to do business, from one or two small stalls to big businesses all over the provincial capital, and he also saw Baiji again.

He finally stood in front of Bletilla and told Bletilla that he was the beggar.

The two of them became bosom friends who had nothing to say.

After the accident in Yaowang Valley, he felt worse than anyone. He hurried to Yaowang Valley and saved the ignorant seven nights without the attention of the Jianghu people.

At this time, he heard the news that Baiji had retired from the Jianghu.

Over the years, he kept sending people to look for it. Finally, he heard that Baiji opened a hotel in the desert. He was afraid that he could not call Baiji back, so he wanted to make an excuse to see a doctor for seven nights and let Baiji return to the Central Plains.

Whether Bletilla wants revenge or rebuilding Yaowang Valley, he will accompany him, but he never thought that Bletilla was gone.

He and bletilla have been good friends for many years. Where can he not know the physical condition of Bletilla.

Bletilla is seriously ill. It is clear that she has a heart disease.

After years of expectation, Wan San felt bitter. He was a little late after all. If he had known that Bletilla was in the desert a few years ago, he would have rushed there earlier. With the nature of Bletilla, if he knew that there were orphans in Yaowang Valley, he would have let himself die.

The two had been friends for many years, and finally they didn't even see the last side. Wan San lost his soul and looked at Jiu Jiu and said, "I don't know if little Jiu can tell me that he still has a wish for Bletilla Bletilla?"

Jiujiu: "my master died of depression because of the destruction of Yaowang valley. What he cares about most in his life is the blood poison of Yaowang valley. I dare. I hope you can help me and avenge my master."

Jiujiu knelt down on one knee and looked at ten thousand three words: "my master hated me for the destruction of Yaowang valley. Even if he didn't say it, I understand. He wants revenge. Jiujiu is weak. I hope the elder can help me."