"The Wisdom of the Trench" xxviii
In the inn of Weihu Village, the "dolls" went to see off Boss Jiang, and at this time, the only ones left were Wen Chenzhan and the shopkeeper and man in the inn, and he cried with tears in his eyes, "...... I don't want to live without my little pigeons. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info Seeing that all of you are also from the past, you should be able to understand my pain even if you can't empathize with it. I beg you, you are all good people, but you must help me. As long as I can get her back to me, I am willing to give her the secret recipe of winemaking that has been passed down for generations, so that your inn can continue to flourish. ā
"Oh, what are you talking about, we can't die without that recipe, can we?" said the sheep shopkeeper.
"It's not good, the person you love is right in front of you, but I don't know how far away it is that you love her! Yang Paotang sighed.
"Why are you sprinkling salt on people's wounds? I just happened to be in our family Huilan'er, why is it not righteous?" the sheep cook complained.
"Okay, Xiaowen has gotten along with his beloved, I don't think it's a big mistake not to give up my love anyway. Xiucai, think of an idea for others. The haggis agreed.
"Fumei rest assured, the gentleman has the beauty of an adult, wait for me to think carefully and quickly. "The sheep account room is guaranteed.
The boss of "Jiangnan Doll" at this time is urgent to find Dr. Jing immediately, Ke Chuangshang is now going to release news and go to find out the news, and when he went out, he heard the cousin shouting loudly.
"Get out and get out. People said, I don't pay for your food anymore, I want to eat white food. Let's go, don't invite me to be rude to you. After speaking, he pushed Wen Chenzhan out of the gate, stumbled on the threshold, and threw Wen Chenzhan into a big backshell, looking quite pitiful.
Ke Chuang's heart softened for a while, "Hey, why don't you know that you are such a big person? Let him in, I will give the money." ā
The cousin immediately nodded and said yes, and with a smile on his face, he pulled Wen Chenzhan into the door again, and found a clean table to sit down.
When the food came, Wen Chenzhan tried her best to restrain her gobbling, but she still looked ugly.
She was waiting for him to finish eating, and at this moment, seeing Wen Chenzhan eating like this was not only not disgusted, but also increased pity, it can be said that she temporarily forgot the kind of despicable and dirty in front of Master Shao, but it was only temporary, in fact, it can also be said that pity temporarily covered up the hatred, the experience at that time was estimated to be difficult to forget even when he lost his memory, and now the pity is already unable to cover the hatred in his heart, so it has been replaced by "turning a blind eye" and not caring for the time being.
"How do you say that you are also a master, how did you get into this field?" "It's not the old problem from before, although I have quit drinking for so many years. "Then don't you make a living by making wine and selling wine?" "If your kung fu is weak, your reputation will be weak, and your business will not be easy to do." Alas, there is a price to be paid for doing something wrong. "Do you have any plans for the future?" "If someone helps, maybe I will revive the drunken sect, take in some apprentices, teach some practical martial arts, and then restart the business of the winery when the name is heard, cough cough cough ......"
At this point, he suddenly coughed, took out an old handkerchief to cover his mouth, and when he stopped coughing, he looked away from his mouth, and his face changed but immediately remained as usual, and continued: "But to say this now is a daydream. Needless to say, thank you very much for this meal, and to be honest, this blue and white shirt and headgear suits you perfectly, just like the first time we met. Take care. ā
With a fist clench, he stood up and left.
At this time, Ke Chuangshang felt a little strange in his heart, which was completely different from when he always thought about how to ridicule and sarcasm when he saw Wen Chenzhan again, and even wanted to teach him a lesson, saying that the hatred was gone, it was by no means, but the pity was greater than the hatred.
Ke Chuang looked at his back, and that kind of pity involuntarily covered up his resentment.
Since he had quit drinking, why did he still drink with Yi Fuyao? Could it be that it was for me that he moved the glass again?
Hey, he seems to have thrown away that handkerchief just now.
Ke Chuang walked out and took a look, oops, there was blood on it......
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