"Mother, don't worry about it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Qiu Ci smiled, "Maybe my uncle picked his own wife, and this time he brought it back for you to see." ”

Mei Kexin immediately denied her.

"How is that possible?" She said, "Your uncle is very mune, let alone picking a wife, even if he doesn't know many girls, if I don't help him, he probably won't have to start a family in his life." ”

Mei Kexin is so determined, Qiu Ci is not good to say anything.

On October 30th, it rained in Kyoto, and the yellow leaves flew in the rain, and the earth on the ground was splashed by the rain, and the earth fell everywhere.

An autumn rain and a cold, after the baptism of rain, winter is officially coming.

And on such a rainy night, the prison guards on duty at night were even more difficult.

"It's cold when it's cold." The cell boss, who had just come in from outside to change shifts, took off the heavy rain boots on his feet, and said while pouring mud, "It's fucking unlucky to step on Lao Tzu's feet full of mud!" ”

"Hey, you still have a pair of rain boots to wear, look at me." A slightly chubby jailer approached, and he pulled his clothes up, revealing the mud-covered shoes, which were soaked and stained with a lot of mud, and they looked very black and unsightly.

The cell boss smiled, "You are so fat that you can't even buy a pair of rain boots, are you saving money and going to Yanhong again?" ”

The so-called big fat suddenly had a bitter face, "Don't mention it, I couldn't help but drink two more glasses last night, and I didn't even have the money to buy rain boots." ”

Hearing Da Fat's words, the prison guards who were originally on duty together at night burst into laughter.

"You are a peony flower to die, and you are also a ghost."

"Well deserved!"

"Still chanting poetry......"

"Who's? Are you? ”

……

After a long time of noise, the prison guards finally changed their shifts, quieted down and went to patrol the room, and when they reached the innermost room, the cell boss stopped, raised the lantern in his hand and shone it into the cell, and in the dim light he saw the man lying on his side on the plank, facing inside, as if asleep.

The cell boss snorted, he slept well, and in such a cold weather, he slept like a dead pig.

After the inspection, the prison guards sat down outside with peace of mind, and ate peanuts without a match.

The long night, and the rain outside, made such a night a hundred times more difficult than usual.

It was not easy to survive until the fifth watch, and the prison guards were all sleepy and cold, seeing that the sky was about to brighten, and their vigilance was relaxed.

"Boss, it's almost dawn, do you want to squint?" The big fat man said in a hoarse voice next to the cell head.

The cell boss glared at him, "You also know that it's almost dawn, where to go?" ”

The big fat flattered, "It's not bright yet, it's not just past the fifth watch, and you can squint for a while." ”

"Squint your mother's X!" The cell boss scolded, "The person inside was explained by Lord Meng to be strictly guarded, if something happens, you are responsible?" ”

"Don't be afraid, not afraid." Big Fat said disapprerovingly, "After so many days, it's not like there's no movement?" Something could have happened. ”

How can you say that this is also at the feet of the Son of Heaven, is there really someone who comes to rob the prison? Beat him to death, and he didn't believe that anyone would have the guts.

"Shut up." The cell boss scolded, "If something really happens, it's too late for you to regret it!" ”

That being said, there is also relaxation in the heart of the cell leader.

"Strict supervision" is Meng Bishun's mantra, when didn't he say so? But there has never been an accident, so everyone has listened to it, and they have never taken it to heart.

While they were talking, there was a sudden movement outside, and it seemed that someone had come in.

The cell head heard the sound and walked out, and saw that it was Ma Shaoyong, the recorder of Dali Temple.

"Prison Lee." When Ma Shaoyong saw the cell boss come out, he greeted him with a smile, "You have worked hard." ”

Ma Shaoyong is a Dali reporter, and he is often seen walking around Dali Temple on weekdays, and he is modest and polite, and he greets the cell head very gently, and affectionately calls him "Li Si Prison", so the cell boss has a good impression of him.

Seeing him at this time, the cell boss also replied with a smile, "It's not hard, it's not hard, Ma Lushi came so early?" ”

Ma Shaoyong said, "Where, it was Lord Meng who ordered him to come down, saying that it was freezing last night, and he was worried that his brothers would suffer, so he ordered me to bring some breakfast to my brothers in the morning." ”

As he spoke, he moved away slightly, revealing two people behind him, both of whom were carrying two large buckets in their hands, which were the rice buckets they usually used to eat, and when they saw the cell boss looking over, the two men opened the lid on the rice bucket, revealing a full meal inside, and a bucket containing steaming porridge.

Cell Li swallowed.

They stayed all night, tired, hungry, cold and sleepy, these hot porridge and hot dishes came at the right time!

"It's still raining outside, Li Sijiao, Lord Meng's kindness, you don't have to live up to it." Ma Shaoyong said again.

Li Prison Boss thought about it, it was already the fifth watch at this time, Ma Shaoyong was a person from Dali Temple, and it was Meng Bishun's order, so there must be no problem, so he opened the prison door and let Ma Shaoyong and them come in with a smile.

As soon as Ma Shaoyong entered, he asked the two housekeepers to put the wooden barrels on the table and beckoned the prison guards to come over and drink porridge.

"Come on, come on, brothers have worked hard!" He greeted warmly as he took something to serve porridge.

"Ma Lushi, you are really a good wife!" Big Fat held a bowl of steaming porridge in his hand, and said vaguely while blowing on the porridge, "This porridge came just in time, Big Fat I'm going to starve to death!" ”

Li Jiaotou watched the big fat swallow a whole hot porridge in his stomach, and he only picked up the bowl and drank the porridge.

Ma Shaoyong is still enthusiastically serving porridge.

"Come on, brothers, drink while it's hot!"

Several jailers gathered around, scrambling to pick up the porridge and drink it.

A bowl of steaming porridge went down to the stomach, and everyone felt warm.

Watching them drink all the porridge, Ma Shaoyong began to pack up his things.

"Thank you so much." After Li Prison Boss ate and drank enough, he did not forget to say to Ma Shaoyong.

Ma Shaoyong smiled and said, "It's a trivial matter, and it's nothing to worry about." ”

"If you want it, you want it...... Li Jiaotou was about to say some more words of gratitude, but suddenly his brain was dizzy, the whole person was unstable on his feet, and he fell to the ground with a "horn".

……

……

"Boss, Boss, wake up ......"

When Li Cell Boss woke up, he saw everyone around him, including Da Fat, including Ma Shaoyong, who gave him porridge, and the two family members next to Ma Shaoyong.

Wrong!

He seems to have fainted!

The head of the cell stood up violently, and without saying a word, he went straight to the back cell.