Transmigration with QQ Farm Chapter 212 - Moving Into The New Resident; Bending The Will of Heaven (15)

Chapter 212 – Moving Into The New Resident; Bending The Will of Heaven (15)

Today is double feature day. Don’t forget to read both parts. ^__^
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The mistress and her servant were in the garden. Miss Jun’er slouched on the stone table seemingly bored; as for Gong Zixuan, she just read her book quietly. After all, she has been living this lifestyle for over ten years now.
“Mistress, where do you think young master Mo has gone to? I thought he never liked to leave this place, so why did he leave this time? And why is he gone for so long? We couldn’t even find him when we wanted to?”
“That’s none of your business!” said Gong Zixuan nonchalantly without even looking up.
Miss Jin’er rested her chin in her palms and pouted in dissatisfaction, “Mistress, you can’t say that, okay? We have the good intention of introducing a friend to him. It wasn’t like we are just looking for him for the fun of it. If he doesn’t come back in a year or more, Miss Cheng just might be married by then and he won’t stand a chance at all. Hrm. Hrm. A book nerd like him just might never be able to find a wife!”
“Hah!”
Gong Zixuan couldn’t help but laughed out loud after hearing Jun’er’s words and she wasn’t able to keep on reading. She looked at the girl in front of her with her limpid eyes and teased, “Well, if you are so worried about him, why don’t we marry you off to him if he really can’t find himself a wife, eh? What do you think about that?”
“No! I don’t want to marry him! I can’t stand his talkativeness! He will drive me crazy!”
Without thinking, Jun’er shook her head vehemently, as though it was some vicious beast that they were talking about, “I think only Miss Cheng will be able to put up with someone like him. We should save him for Miss Cheng!”
“You better watch out that little sister Xiao Xiao won’t seek you out to settle the scores with you later!” laughed Gong Zixuan, “I have no idea where Shi Xiong Mo went to. We have sent him a letter over a month ago and haven’t heard anything back from him yet. That was truly odd.”
“Mistress, he could be kind of silly sometimes, do you think he might be kidnapped?” randomly Jun’er came up with some crazy ideas.
“Now you are just being silly….” Gong Zixuan was looking more serious now, “Shi Xiong Mo just don’t comprehend social interaction very well, but he is a very nice person deep down inside. Not to mention that he was such a talented person that only come by once every few hundred years; how could you call him silly?”
“Naturally I don’t really mean he’s silly; it’s just that he seems so clueless sometimes and that makes him looks silly. But that’s also what makes him cute. Young Master Mo is a nice person!”
“Okay, the good, the bad, you have listed them all out. I don’t even know what goes through that mind of yours. You should spend some time on reading, so you won’t say you are bored all the time!”
“Shi mei Gong, are you bored? Would you like your shi xiong to chat with you some? From my calculations, nothing should be bothering you lately.”
A familiar voice came from afar. Even before they could see the person, little Jun’er jumped up from the stone bench and shouted out excitedly, “Mistress, Young Master Mo is back!!”
Chirp. Chirp.
As though responding to little Jun’er, a crisp chirping sound from the mystical crane could be heard.
A beam of light shined in Gong Zixuan’s eyes. Smiling, she looked up into the sky and saw a mystical crane flying closer and closer to them slowly. On its back was a silhouette that had not changed for the past 20 years. The person and the mystical crane landed in the garden shortly.
“Young master Mo, you are finally back!” Jun’er ran over with uncontainable excitement, as though she had saw some kind of fun toy.
Mo Xuanzun smiled at the one dashing toward him but before he could say anything, Jun’er ran right passed him and threw her arms around the mystical who had just came to a complete stop, “Hey there, little crane. Who did you go to play with?”
Chirp. Chirp. Chirp.
Hugged by little Jun’er, the proud mystical crane let out distress cries.
“Hehe, little mystical crane. You can chirp all you want, but you are playing with me. Come, I will take you to have some giant salamander, what do you say?” Jun’er kept the mystical crane in a deadlock that it couldn’t get out of.