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n234 The mysterious woman

n“Qiao Qiao, why did you lock yourself in your room the moment you got home?”

nIt was the voice of his grandfather, Zhang Qingfeng.

nBai Yuqiao came back to her senses and realized that she had been staring at the computer screen for a long time.

nQiaoqiao, Grandpa is coming in, ” Qingfeng Zhang said and opened the door.

nBai Yuqiao quickly closed the chat window with her friends from the media. She grabbed a medical book in a panic and flipped to a random page. Then, she looked at the door.

nThe door was only half open. Zhang Qingfeng held the door handle with one hand and the other behind his back. He looked around her desk and reminded her in a light tone, ” “It’s time to pay respects to my teacher.”

nZhang Qingfeng was 67 years old this year. He was tall, thin, and spirited. His expression was slightly serious, which was his personality.

nHe was dressed in a long gray robe and had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face. His entire body was filled with a strong scholarly aura, and one could vaguely see his handsome and exquisite style in the past.

nBai Yuqiao nodded and closed her book. She stood up and followed him out.

nFor as long as she could remember, paying respects to her teacher had been her weekly homework, except for the few years when she was studying abroad.

nThe so-called worship was actually to kneel three times in front of a woman’s portrait.

nThis woman was the master of her grandfather, Zhang Qingfeng, and also the ancestor of her father, Bai jingxu.

nHowever, as far as Bai Yuqiao knew, her grandfather didn’t know much about medicine. The mysterious woman seemed to have only taught her father.

nLater, after her father married into the Bai family, he followed the Bai family and changed to Western medicine. He rarely mentioned the matter of this ancestor.

nOn the other hand, her grandfather, who didn’t know much about medicine, respected his teacher the most. For so many years, he couldn’t forget his teacher.

nShe also said that her father’s achievements today were all thanks to her teacher, so she also wanted to pay her respects to him.

nBai Yuqiao didn’t know what happened in the previous generation.

nSince her grandfather asked her to pay her respects, she would pay her respects.

nAs she spoke, she followed her grandfather to the inner hall.

nBai Yuqiao kneeled down in front of the painting three times.

nThe woman in the painting was wearing a neutral British-style uniform, as if she had just returned from studying abroad. She stood there with a cane in her hand.

nShe was wearing a top hat with a fine veil covering half of her face. Her lips were slightly raised, full of pride.

nThe paintings in that era were more freehand. They focused on the charm of people instead of realism. With the veil covering her face, Bai Yuqiao couldn’t imagine the woman’s real appearance. She only felt that she had an extraordinary temperament.

nThis painting had a very impressive background. It was said that it was the only painting that crossed over to the other painting world when he was young. That master had always only drawn Chinese paintings, and this was the only time he had drawn a portrait of a person in this style.

nHe was willing to try it out, only because it matched the woman’s outfit at that time.

nThis painting was difficult to exchange for, and it was not easy for her grandfather to get it.

nBai Yuqiao didn’t know much about the Chinese painting world. She only heard from her grandfather that the master’s last name was ‘ye’.

nZhang Qingfeng nodded at Bai Yuqiao, who stood up.

nThere was a red wooden table under the portrait, and a plate of roasted chicken was placed on the table.

nZhang Qingfeng brushed the dust off the table and looked at Bai Yuqiao, ” “Have you finished your homework?”

nBai Yuqiao said yes.

nWhen Zhang Qingfeng was expressionless, he gave off a very serious feeling, ” Grandpa has seen the mid-term exam papers. There’s an improvement in Chinese, but the level of composition can still be improved.

nBai Yuqiao stood there obediently and listened to the teacher.

nIt was a good thing that her grandfather didn’t know about su ye. If he knew that she had lost to su ye in both medicine and mathematics, he would be very disappointed.

nShe really hoped that by exposing this to the media, su would completely disappear from her sight.

n&Nbsp; ” alright, ” Zhang Qingfeng patted her back, ” let’s go back and review some homework.

nBai Yuqiao had never seen her grandfather smile, and she never dared to joke with him.

nPerhaps it was because his grandfather’s identity was highly respected, so he was used to being serious.

nBefore she left, she turned back to look at the painting again.

nThe woman in the painting had an extraordinary temperament, noble and elegant.

nBai Yuqiao had been listening to her stories and worshiping her portrait since she was a child. That was why she had been paying more attention to her words and actions.

nOver time, she had a different aura from other girls her age, and old master Bo also looked at her in a different light.

nBut even so, she still felt that she was far from the woman in the painting.

nThis woman looked like the type who didn’t touch the sun and spring water, the type who didn’t care about worldly affairs.

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nAt the same time, in the SU family’s house.

nSu had just finished applying chicken manure to the seven divine sons in the garden and sneezed when he returned to his room.

nShe patted the dirt off her body and sat down on the chair.

nMaking money made her happy ~

nShe looked at the newly changed curtains and unconsciously thought of Bo Yunli’s appearance when he climbed over the window to leave. Her lips curled up before she took out her phone.

nA message from Lei Jie.

n L: boss, the process of acquiring Xie Yuzhou’s authority has been completed. I’m talking to another e-rank authority about the acquisition. I think we can get it by the end of the month.

nEver since the last incident, Lei Jie had been feeling a sense of crisis and had been working very hard.

nSU’s fingers were also nimbly tapping on the phone a few times.

n Y: you can’t let go of the small authority, but help me keep an eye on the movements of the large authority. It’s not limited to China, but nearby states as well.

n L: no problem, boss. You’re not angry with me anymore, are you?

nSu was just about to reply with an ‘en’, but before she could send it, another message came in.

n L: boss, I’ve set your picture as my phone wallpaper.

nSu also rolled her eyes and deleted the ‘mm’ she typed. She raised her hand and threw the phone back, and it landed on the bed behind her.

nShe rested her chin on one hand and looked out of the window. She wondered where the coin that SSS was looking for was.

nIf she could find that coin again, she would know who the SSS was.

n…

nAfter a long while, she gathered her thoughts and turned on the computer.

nThe last time she had tailored the ending for ‘gold’ for Qi Yu, it had allowed her to regain the feeling of being a monger.

nNow that she had some free time, she suddenly wanted to write something. However, her writing style was very unique. In case the readers who had read ‘gold’ found out something, she decided to write a novel that was completely different from before and of a different type.

nThere was no pressure in having more skills.

nBut, what should I write?

nSU’s eyes fell on the leg of the table. Su Xing’s Ultraman sticker said,

nHe suddenly had some inspiration.

nPerhaps she wanted to do a public opinion poll, so she picked up her phone on the bed and sent a WeChat message to Bo Yunli.

nHis ancestor asked,”do you like Ultraman?”

nAfter that, su went to do something else.

n…

nBo Yunli was indeed very busy. When he replied to her, it was already 11 pm.

n treasure bowl: I like little monsters.

nSu ye,”Zhenzhen.”

nShe asked him if he liked Ultraman.

nHe replied that she liked little monsters.

nWhat the hell?

nA few seconds later, Bo Yunli sent a picture.

nSu also opened it. It was a photo of her.

nImmediately after, another message came.

nTreasure basin: ” it’s very late. Sleep early. Good night, My Little Monster.

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