C21 The Mid-autumn Festival Is Coming.

Two days had passed. Su Zijin had been reading an ancient book in the yard for two hours today. It recorded all kinds of rare herbs. Her eyes fell on the yard, waiting for her master to come.

She guessed that the old man wouldn’t come until the sky turned dark.

After a long time, she held her chin with one hand and looked at the cold tea on the table. Her heart was itchy. She called out, “Mu Er.”

“Miss.”

Mu Er came over with a few steps. Su Zijin raised her eyes and asked softly, “Is there any wine in the house?”

Mu Er thought for a while and shook her head. Seeing this, she sighed. “It’s a pity.”

“It seems that the girl doesn’t take the old man’s words seriously?” A familiar voice sounded beside her when she sighed. Su Zijin suddenly looked up and saw the figure outside the yard. The smile on his face made her eyes warm up. She almost shed tears.

She wanted to pretend to be serious, but when she saw her beloved disciple’s eyes turning red, her heart ached. She hurriedly put away her wine gourd and hung it on her waist. “Hey, hey, hey. Little girl, don’t you miss Master too much?”

Su Zijin sniffed and glanced at her anxious master, who was pretending to be aloof and silently keeping her tears back. She pretended to be cold and moved her eyes away. “I don’t.”

“Hey, you little girl!”

Su Zijin knocked on her head lightly. Seeing that she was still as anxious as usual, she withdrew her anxious expression.

He didn’t want to make his beloved disciple cry.

Su Zijin smiled, and she was happy.

She hadn’t seen her master for a few years.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Shiyi started to talk about the old scores. “I have reminded you that this wine is not good. You can’t touch it easily.”

Su Taozhi, who had just come with Zhou Shiyi, saw them chatting happily and left.

Su Zijin curled her lips and looked at the wine gourd hanging on his waist. She said unhappily, “Old man Zhou, don’t you drink it? I learned it from you.”

“Call me master. Don’t be so rude.” He unhappily hid his wine gourd. When he realized he couldn’t hide it, he decided to just ignore it. “Old man drinking wine is different from you.”

“It’s all wine. How is it different?”

“It’s different!” Zhou Shiyi seemed to agree, but he was embarrassed that he couldn’t answer.

Su Zijin couldn’t hold back her laughter. The smile on her face deepened.

Zhou Shiyi could tell that she did it on purpose. He was angry, but he didn’t continue.

Su Zijin liked wine, but she knew her limits. She listened to him on this point.

When they were done, Su Zijin straightened her face and asked, “Master, aren’t you in seclusion? Why did you come down the mountain all of a sudden?” No matter how she thought about it, she didn’t think it was right.

Hearing that, Zhou Shiyi said, “The old man sensed something strange a month ago. He came down the mountain to take a look and see my unfilial disciple. He hasn’t come to see me for so long. He feels lonely!”

The corner of Su Zijin’s mouth twitched. She lowered her eyes and felt helpless towards him.

Her master was always like an old fool. He was serious when he talked and he wasn’t serious when he wasn’t. He was unfathomable.

Shao Shiyi turned around and looked at Su Zijin. His eyes were filled with a dark color. When she raised her head, he returned to his smiling expression.

“Yes, yes, yes. I’m unfilial. Did you arrange a place for my master?”

“Of course. I sent a message to Lord Su a few days ago.”

Su Zijin nodded. She knew when she thought about the message her father had sent her.