"Huh?" the summoned man was obviously a little reluctant, his soft voice sounding lazy, and his tone was full of reluctance. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"That batch has been paid," Dahan casually pointed to the pile of wine jars beside him, and when he saw that he didn't look at the old man, he turned to the other direction, and pointed to the other side of Dahan, "Move away first." ”

"Haven't you talked about it yet?" Leaning against the edge of the tree, the man looked reluctant, picked up the quilt next to him, scooped a spoonful into the cup, and took a sip without hurrying.

"Go," the man in command obviously saw that he just wanted to be lazy, and then looked, all his subordinates around him were leaning against the wine jar, and they were pleasantly leaning against the tree and secretly drinking the osmanthus wine.

"These move out first. As soon as he raised his hand, the big man got up with the group of people leaning against the trunk of the tree.

The man was helpless, turned his head and looked around, but his companion had already stood up and scattered around, leaving him alone on the tree, next to the osmanthus wine.

Tsk, this group of people. The man sighed indignantly, it seemed that this time it was his turn to do the heavy work again.

Loosening the collar, unbuttoning it, and pulling up the sleeves of his coat, the big man tried to pick up the jars of wine under his feet, but the result was unexpectedly heavy.

Sighing, the man knew that he couldn't hide, so he obediently picked up a wine jar and walked out of the door without hurrying.

"What's the hurry, I won't steal you. Rolling his eyes, the old man watched as his wine was removed by the man, but he did not stop him.

just glanced at the big man with disdain, and then his eyes turned to the money he was holding tightly, and his eyes were immediately different.

"Hehehe," the big man sneered twice with his back to the old man, and rolled his eyes as the old man did.

"Not necessarily. Thinking about it, the man picked up the coins in his hand and held them high, just so that the old man's eyes were facing the head of the person on the coins, raised them, and said proudly.

"Cut ......" The old man looked at the coins in front of him swaying in the air in the wind, but his mouth was still saying words of contempt, but his hands couldn't help but tremble and stretched out.

"Add four hundred to the price you just said," the word desire was almost clearly written on his face, the old man's eyes lit up, and his fingers trembled and stretched out three sticks in front of the big man's face.

Raising his eyebrows, the big man didn't speak, sneered, silently touched his wrinkled and thin fingers, touched his wrinkled skin little by little, and under the gaze of the old man's hot gaze, his hands paused, and then stiffly broke his three fingers inward.

"What if I refuse?" his tone was cold, his face suddenly sank, and there was a faint fierce look in his eyes, the big man withdrew his hand, followed the old man's longing gaze, and began to count the stack of banknotes in his other hand.

"That ......" The old man gritted his teeth, looked at the big man's gloomy face, and the breath in his eyes, and looked at the little money in his hand, and compared the size gap between the two in his heart, and the hand that wanted to grab the pile of coins was forced to put it down, and the teeth he bit harder, and there was a tooth mark on his lips.

"What do you want?" Thinking about the consequences of his incooperation, and then looking at the figure of the group of big men beside him, he frowned, exerting too much force, so that the wrinkles on his face deepened because of his movements.

"I won't add a penny...... Seeing the old man's expected softened attitude, the big man nodded contemptuously, satisfied with the old man's reaction to himself. "What do you think?"

The unlucky man in charge of carrying the wine walked slowly to the door with a jar of wine, and the aroma of osmanthus still remained in his mouth. As he walked, the unlucky man was still reminiscing about the aroma of the wine he had just had, and he almost couldn't help but lift the lid on the jar and take a big sip.

He also pretended to be very struggling, and was always vigilant to supervise his boss.

Step out the door with one foot.

As when they came, there was no one in the whole street, and the streets were empty, except for the setting sun that was about to set on the ground, and the shadows of the branches of the trees danced wantonly at this kind of near dusk.

For some reason, as he walked, the man inexplicably noticed the houses on the opposite side of the yard.

The entrance is on the right hand side of the exit of the house, and the man notices that there is a thick wall around the house, covering the entrance by the way, so that the man can't see the whole house at a glance.

Opposite is a few abandoned houses, to be precise, it should be a large mansion connected together, a two-storey modern building, a large piece of complete paving bricks inlaid on the wall, the wall full of creepers can not hide its once prosperous appearance, the snow-white wall is flushed yellow but can still vaguely see its prosperity in the past.

Hum. Snorted coldly, the man remembered the old man selling wine in the courtyard, and their house was only a little more than one story high with a dilapidated brick wall structure.

The house opposite is so luxurious, the old man lived here back then, and the psychological gap every day is tsk......

At this time, the old man was still in the courtyard and quarreled with the big man over the hundreds of yuan.

"Cut," the old man pursed his mouth, the teeth inside were missing and he was clenching, his eyes suddenly lost the light just now, and he was vaguely helpless and angry, "I know the price your boss offered." ”

"Then you must leave something for our brother," said the big man, taking out a few of the stacks of banknotes he had just raised, and counting them in front of the old man without hesitation.

Just right, 7 sheets, 700 yuan.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and he raised his hand to snatch the seven hundred back, but before he could do it, it was just another sign, the man narrowed his eyes and looked at him coldly, this time, the old man didn't dare to move, even the twitching of the corners of his mouth was reluctantly suppressed by himself, and he only dared to stare at him with his eyes.

In the courtyard, it was quiet all of a sudden, the big man didn't speak, just sneered, and the old man was silent, just staring dryly, as for the group of men of the big man, they had already run to the other side of the tree, leaned on the trunk, and fell asleep with a jar of wine.

Just as he put a jar on the tattered wheelbarrow, and then turned back, and walked by the narrow alley, the man noticed that the sound of bargaining in the courtyard had disappeared, and only the sound of sighing leaves swaying was rippling in his ears.

Silence came suddenly, and the man was a little unaccustomed. But if you think about it, you probably know that your boss must be threatening the old man again.

Otherwise, with the old man's character, how could he compromise without saying anything? The more he thought about it, the more sure the man was of his guess.

A breeze blew, and the man felt inexplicably a chill on his back.

It's like...... There's nothing like staring at yourself anymore.