The old peddler was busy recording with paper and pen.

"Ms. Zhou, can you tell me in detail how to distinguish the minerals on the surface of the wool?" the young man asked again just now.

Zhou Xiru was very embarrassed. She didn't want to talk about this topic. Zhao Hui hurriedly walked over and said with a smile: "Miss Aru, come on, come here-see, this is my nephew..." As he said that, he turned on his phone, called out a photo, and asked, "Isn't it very handsome?"

Zhou Xiru understood that Zhao Hui was just helping her. These people surrounded her and asked this and that, and did not give her a teacher gift, and did not even send her a red envelope. Why should she teach her a lesson and solve her doubts?

Xu Zhizhi stared at the man on Zhao Hui's mobile phone screen, feeling jealous.

"Uncle Zhao, are you his nephew?" Xu Zhizhi asked sourly, "Why don't I know, Cao Zimo and you have a nephew?"

Zhao Hui was stunned for a moment. He just found a young actor from the film and television industry to help Zhou Xiru. Hearing this, he asked in surprise: "Young Master Xu, do you know him?"

"Cao Zimo!" Xu Zhizhi said, "Aru won't like him."

"Miss Aru won't like him, why are you sour?" Zhao Hui smiled, "Mr. Xu, I can smell the jealousy on your body. It's so sour."

"And, Mr. Xu, he is my nephew, I am his uncle, can you make it?" He was so shocked that he almost brought Xu Zhizhi into the ditch.

"Mr. Xu, do you really know him?" Zhao Hui asked, "Can you get me a signature poster?"

Xu Zhiyi and Zhou Xiru both looked dull. Looking at Zhao Hui, a big, five-strong old man, he was even a fan of a traffic-producing young man?

"My wife is a fan of him!" Zhao Hui looked at their expressions and knew that they had misunderstood. He smiled and said, "If you are familiar with me, I will make a signature poster for his new drama?"

"I'll ask you!" Xu Zhizhi smiled, "This is not a difficult task. Just don't introduce my boyfriend to Aru. I'm worried every day."

"Young Master Xu, can you have some confidence in yourself?" Zhao Hui smiled, "You are pretty and have money. You are a domineering president. Why are you afraid of?"

Xu Zhizhi sighed, glanced at Zhou Xiru secretly, and whispered: "Uncle Zhao, I tell you, I was very confident, even if I face the eldest son of the Shen family, such a beautiful and dimpled man, I am not afraid, but I really can't do it recently... I'm a little inferior."

Zhao Hui was a little surprised and asked, "Mr. Xu, could it be that Miss Aru sneaked into other men?"

"What a sneaky look? She looked at it openly. The point is that the old man is so beautiful..." Xu Zhizhi said with emotion, "I don't know how a man can look so beautiful, handsome and beautiful, just like a handsome tree."

"Isn't you the one who is in the wind in Yushu?" Zhao Hui was surprised in his heart. He had basically seen children from several aristocratic families in Jieyang. Even if he looked good, he had never seen anyone like Xu Zhizhi said?

As for ordinary people, it is impossible to develop this temperament.

"Old man?" Zhao Hui suddenly felt aroused in his heart and asked, "Ranker?"

Xu Zhizhi nodded and said, "Yes, it's a Ranger. He is so old, why doesn't he look old at all? He looks like a young man, Uncle Zhao, you don't know that every time Aru sees him, his eyes shine!"

Zhou Xiru couldn't help it, stretched out his hand, pinched his ear, and whispered: "Xu Zhizhi, what are you talking nonsense?"

Xu Zhizhi was pulled into the ear by her, and didn't care at all, and said loudly: "Aru, every time you look at him, you always look weird. Do you think I don't know? This is how the small romance notebook is written. Fate - only when you fall in love can you feel, just like Romeo and Juliet."

Zhou Xiru was so angry that she wanted to beat him up.

Next to him, He Seng's chuckle came: "Female Bodhisattva, the ranger is just looking young. He is one year older than me!"

Hearing He Seng's words, Zhou Xiru hurriedly let go and said with a smile: "Master, you're here too early."

"It's not too early to watch the fun!" He Seng said with a smile.

"Master, here!" Zhou Xiru called He Seng to walk towards the rest area.

"Master, is he... really injured?" Zhou Xiru asked tentatively.

He Seng nodded slightly and said, "It's true."

"How did you get hurt?" Zhou Xiru poured himself a glass of orange juice and asked.

He Seng shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know, but... this matter is a bit strange..."

Looking at He Seng's hesitation, Zhou Xiru frowned and asked, "Why is it strange? Master, don't practice Zen, just say it."

"He was not injured when he was involved in an attack. His injuries were like torture, and most of them were caused by whips or other hard objects." He Seng whispered.

Zhou Xiru's head was a little unwieldy again and frowned and said, "He is so old and has special hobbies. Are you playing s**m with beautiful girls?"

He Seng smiled and said, "Female Bodhisattva, you can ask Mr. Xu about this matter. I am a monk and don't understand what s**m is."

"But, just my guess is that even if he has a special hobby, he will not be unrestrained at this time?" He Seng said with a smile, "Female Bodhisattva, you should be happy, at least he can't do anything today."

For some reason, Zhou Xiru suddenly became a little worried.

She couldn't find out why the Ranger was injured, so the situation was a little uncontrollable.

If not, she has to be fully prepared.

"Female Bodhisattva, I ask a private question?" He Seng suddenly smiled.

"Uh?" Zhou Xiru asked a little confused, "What personal question?"

He Seng thought about it and then slowly said: "In "Journey to the West", Zhu Bajie often asked a question when he saw a beautiful girl?"

Zhou Xiru was a little confused and couldn't help looking at Xu Zhizhi.

Xu Zhizi clenched his fists and said angrily: "He Seng, do you believe it or not, I will beat you?"

Zhou Xiru suddenly recalled and asked, "How old is the one in your youth? Are you married?"

"Ha..." He Seng smiled and said, "Female Bodhisattva, you are twenty-one years old this year and your birthday is July 25th? Right? As for whether you are married, I don't care. That's not something that I, a monk, care about."

"My birthday is over this year. If you want to give me a gift, it will be early to wait next year!" Zhou Xiru said angrily.

"Twenty years ago, when Princess Baoxiang went to the East China Sea, she was pregnant." He Seng said lightly, "According to what Zang Yiran said, Li Yinghong once brought a baby girl back from the sacrificial ship. According to the age calculation, it should be you."

Zhou Xiru was stunned and could not come back to her senses for a long time. Xu Mi once reminded her that she might not be Zhou Xu's child, so Zhou Xu used his death to help Lu Yiwen.

Now, He Seng actually told her that her grandfather once brought a baby girl back from the sacrificial ship?
Chapter completed!