C4 South of the City the Son of the Wei Family

If your fortune is yours, what about mine?

01.

Before moving into the Temple of Fortune, Jiang Tang had seen Hulk.

In the second year after Fengtian Province changed to the Blue Sky Day Flag, it was the temple's blessing to steal the tombs of Western Zhou in Yan City. Ah Fu, who was said to be a stray cat, was picked up by the temple.

The fourteen-year-old girl was slightly round and chubby like a colored glass candy ball.

Jiang Tang looked at her through the thick and sticky darkness. She felt that Miss Fu was like a fox that could sing and dance in the Shang Dynasty. Her appearance was exquisite, but the way she looked up at her...

She actually showed disgust and contempt for trash. Are you sick?

"No thanks, I'm fine." Ah Fu put away her mini telescope. She bought it from the Western Museum for nine small yellow croakers.

Back then, the temple master nearly broke her leg.

Jiang Tang, on the other hand, was calm. It was not her style to chase and beat her. She simply grabbed Ah Fu's shoulder and said, "Ah Fu, do you dare to bet? The temple guardian's robe is causing trouble."

Ah Fu shook his head like a doll in a shop window.

"Do you think Wei Baiyu is causing trouble?" Such a serious person.

Wei Baiyu? Who was Wei Baiyu? Jiang Tang's face became rounder and rounder as she asked in confusion, "A while ago, when I was weaving a dreamcatcher to catch fish, the fishing boat was overturned by the waves..."

Ah Fu didn't expect her to point this out. Although she was smart, she wasn't the best.

Besides, Jiang Tang did follow her master to weave a dreamcatcher some time ago. It was said that she was preparing a gift for the temple, so she specially looked for... Hmm? Wait a minute.

Ah Fu's expression suddenly darkened as he asked, "Jiang Xiao Tang, do you know Wei Baiyu?"

Jiang Xiao Tang... If Jiang Xiao Tang knew, then there would be no dreamcatcher.

"I think it's from the Wei Family," she said with her eyes closed. The Wei Family's surname in Nanyang was like a drizzle in late spring, but the only one that could name it was the Brocade Spring House in South City.

Therefore, she was willing to bet that Wei Baiyu was from the Wei family.

Ah Fu indeed looked at her quietly.

It was true that Wei Baiyu was from the Southern City's Wei Family, but what about Wei Baiyu's identity? She stuffed the suitcase into Jiang Tang's arms, "I asked who Wei Baiyu was, I didn't ask which family you're from."

Jiang Tang looked at her in confusion. To know that the Wei Family was from the same street, you have to ask her who Wei Baiyu was. " Ah Fu, you're looking for trouble, right? I was talking about the temple's gown." She was like a child next door who had done something wrong.

This time, Ah Fu was completely sure -

Jiang Tang didn't even know that Wei Baiyu was the temple's gown.

But it was fine. She patted Jiang Tang's shoulder and pointed at the temple guardian in front of the candy store: "The temple guardian of West Street used to be Wei Baiyu of the Wei family."

Jiang Tang looked at her with clear eyes.

She felt that Ah Fu was doing this on purpose to remind her of the relationship between the Wei family and the temple and then wait for the right time to talk about Wei Baiyu.

"Ah Fu, you know who prayed, right?"

The temperature of the evening was slightly damp, accompanied by a cool breeze.

Ah Fu looked at the swaying lanterns and thought of the telegram from the temple. It was sent behind Jiang Tang's back, saying that there was a new prayer tablet on the prayer stand at dusk.

It was from Wei Baiyu's sister, Wei Qingyu.

The Wei family was a prominent family in South Sun City, and there was no chaotic battle in South Sun City right now. Ah Fu held his breath and hesitated for a while, "Wei Baiyu said that Wei Qingyu was very rich."

Jiang Tang looked at Wei Baiyu who was standing in front of the candy store with a dazed expression.

She knew that he was reminding her to use the Wei Family's money to exchange for Wei Qingyu's wish.

"Is his wish something that can be exchanged with money?" She held her waist, as proud as a peacock. The fortune teller had divined a few years ago that what Jiang Tang lacked was a life to live.

But what about Wei Qingyu? Ah Fu hugged her. "You have a choice."