Chapter 7: Did the male protagonist say that his wife said?
Coquettish at this moment is standing at the door of the inn with the appearance of a little daughter-in-law, wandering back and forth, the door of the inn is about to step in several times, but retreats back, and when she steps in for the forty-fifth time, she sees the girl in white walking out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
As soon as the girl in white saw the coquettish standing at the door, she changed from a soft and weak little woman to a royal sister with a wide aura, and shouted: "Fengshao, didn't you go to the pawnshop?" Why are you still here? ”
Coquettish, he smirked, he was still in the fugue.
How could Fengzhi let him go so easily: "What do I ask you?" ”
Coquettish said that he was at a loss, he didn't hear anything from Fengzhi's question just now, and decisively used the killer weapon that the old queen mother of the family sacrificed every time she forced a blind date: "Wow, this sky is so blue, this cloud is so white, this bird is so big, ah, it's still silver." ”
That's right, when this is similar to a scoundrel, the coquettish saw the silver eagle released by Qian Chaofeng, but the coquettish didn't know what was going on, but just sighed that there would be a silver bird.
Feng Zhi slapped his head fiercely and snorted coldly: "Hmph, Feng Shao, it's useless for you to look like this, why don't you go to the pawnshop?" ”
Coquettish was relieved, and put on an innocent look and said: "Sister, people have gone, and you will come out as soon as they come back." ”
Feng Zhi shuddered, with a blank expression, but his tone softened a lot: "How much did you do?" ”
The coquettish petrified, how to say this, could it be that she told her with a cheap face, Niu, the lord sold the Su embroidery that may be your family heirloom, so we now have a total of one hundred and seventy-seven taels, which is a small matter, if she has to pay for the family heirloom, even if she sells him, it is not enough.
On the side of the road, he had seen someone who had sold his body trembling and almost wanted to lie down, so he had to pretend that his memory was not very good, and he pointed his fingers and said, "Thirty, or fifty?" ”
As he spoke, he reached into his sleeve and pretended to take it out and count it.
Feng Zhi slapped him on the back of the head fiercely, and pulled him to take two steps before saying: "Stupid, you don't know if your wealth is not exposed, you can't say it until you get to a remote place, come, I'll see how much you have." As he spoke, he put his hand into the coquettish sleeve.
He stretched out his index finger to poke the wind branch, and the wind branch impatiently pushed away.
Poke again, push away.
Finally, the wind branch broke out: "What's the matter?" ”
He stretched out his index finger and drew a semicircle centered on the wind branch, a little helpless: "First, do you think this is really a secluded place?" Second, can you not press me against the wall as if you want to bully or insult me? ”
Fengzhi stiffly turned his head, a large crowd of onlookers, turned his head, and the coquettish was being pressed against the wall by her, her clothes were disheveled, as if she had been bullied and insulted, thinking about some inappropriate pictures for children just now, so she took a deep breath and shouted like a shrew with her hands on her waist: "What's so good, get out, get out of this girl." ”
She looks delicate, but she can't be a person, this decibels, this momentum, ah!
It's just that the ignorant Diao people love to watch the excitement, with more and more onlookers, the people who don't know the truth quickly gather through the roar of Fengzhi, and the coquettish is powerless to complain, without saying a word, take her hand and fly all the way.
After running for a while, when the coquettish turned his head to look, he found that the pile of people couldn't even see the figures, so when he stopped against the wall and wanted to support his chest, he looked left and right, and put down his hand twitching twice, he really didn't want to be watched again, well, how did he feel that he had come, turned his head, and was sweating profusely, this is the place where he came for the second time today, a dead end.
Fengzhi couldn't breathe, but there was no beads of sweat on his face, can he be dedicated to acting, at least one or two will fall, what does this make him think like sweat.
Really, if he wants to play Detective Conan calmly one day, he can't be blamed for being too smart, but only for those who act in front of him for being too unsophisticated.
Feng Zhi forced him into a corner with his hands on his hips and forced him to look at her: "I have withdrawn the room, if you tell me, I will sell a few taels of silver, and I will hang you up and beat you." ”
He held his forehead and asked weakly, "Why did you leave the inn room?" ”
Fengzhi raised his eyebrows: "No money." ”
He leaned against the wall and said, "I don't want to go any further, so let's go our separate ways and find a house to live in, and we'll see you in this place later." ”
Kaze-eda nodded, turned and walked away.
He patted his head and muttered to himself, how did he feel that something had forgotten to tell her, forgot, alas, forget it, let it be.
From afar, the cry of the wind branch came out: "Wind tip, you little hoof, you haven't told me the price yet, hey." ”
Coquettish calmly thought about it for a while, to tell the truth, this pawnshop is in a good location, how to say that the pawnshop is also a business, at least in front of people, so although it is not a good downtown area, it also occupies a lively street.
Of course, he was not so sick that he opened the Qinglou on the busiest street.
Although there are memories left by this body, you can't expect a lady who has been raised stupid to have any knowledge about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
So based on coquettish speculation, this Qinglou, although the literati and the emperor also love to visit, but on the surface, how can they not be reserved, so they are often not protected, not to mention, it is still a key target.
To tell the truth, it's better to find a street that is not too lively to live a small life slowly, he no longer expects him to have any future with the appearance of a daughter, let alone the tiger body that shocks the world.
However, he found out from the memory of the original owner why the original owner was unwilling to marry that Wei or something, because Wei was a wife.
As a 21st century five-lecture-and-four beauties, how could a good boy who believes in science believe in such superstitious things, but he married three wives in two years, and all three of them died, so that the coquette didn't know what to say, should he praise these women for their spirit of not being afraid of death, or should he pity Wei or something's unlucky energy.
For the first time, after twenty-six years of life, she wondered if she should believe in the legendary superstitions.
He took a closer look, and was frightened again, oh my God, it is said that two of them were killed by him, and one was lying half-dead, my mother, why do you still take your wife to drip, the problem is that there are still so many girls to marry, and it is pitiful that he has been single for twenty-six years.
Alas, woman, this kind of thing is wonderful.
He thought about those who were rambling, and he had already made a decision in his heart, or he would buy this shop, it didn't look very big, and he could move in with a little repair.
It's just that he's never done anything like buying a shop, so what to do can only be done at the right time.
He lifted the curtain, Qian Chaofeng was really still there, after all, it was not early, he spontaneously stood in front of the counter, and pointed to the book in Qian Chaofeng's hand with nothing to do: "How many antiques are included in the "Libao Tongjian"? ”