The door was old, with the sound of creaking wood running, and there was a smell of damp and rotting wood. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Childe is?" The door opened a small slit, revealing only half of the old woman's body. The hair on his forehead was dry and drooping, and the rest was hastily tied behind his head with a piece of coarse linen, and his eyes were cloudy and there were tears in his eyes. Dressed in pale yellow coarse linen clothes, he stood behind the door with his back bent.

"Old man, I heard that you want to sell this teahouse, I don't know if there is such a thing?" Mu Zhimo stood outside the door and couldn't see the situation in the house clearly.

"That's the thing!" The old woman rubbed her eyes and stared at Mu Zhimo for a long time, seeing that his tone was sincere, his face was full of gentle smiles, and his whole body was full of luxury. It's not like it's a ruffian/scoundrel or something to rest assured.

"Childe, please come in!"

The old woman opened the door and turned sideways to let Mu Zhimo in.

There was a strong smell of bitter medicine in his face, accompanied by a heart-rending cough. Heavy breathing is like an old bellows in disrepair, and it sounds very penetrating.

"My miserable son!" When the old woman heard this, she hurriedly dropped Mu Zhimo, wiped her tears and ran into a room with a blue and white rag curtain on the left.

Mu Zhimo didn't rush to follow, and stopped to look around the furnishings around the room.

There were six old wooden tables in the lobby, and there was nothing on them. There are no extra ornaments in the house, but it looks simple, neat and comfortable, and there is no dust that has not been there for a long time.

Mu Zhimo stood in the lobby for a while, and only when the cough subsided did the old woman open the curtain and come out.

"I'm sorry, my child is not in good health! If you neglect your childe, your son will forgive me. The old woman's eyes were red and she choked up.

"It's okay, I understand." The voice was clear and comforting.

"The children's room is dirty, and I'm not a good woman. Childe, please wait a while, I'll help him up, and then talk to Childe, Childe looks okay? ”

Seeing that Mu Zhimo responded, the old woman thanked her and made her a cup of tea, "There is no good thing to entertain the son, this is still a little tea that the child saved before, if the son does not dislike it, he will moisten his mouth." ”

"I'm tired." Mu Zhimo got up and took it.

The old woman went into the house to pack up and help her son out.

Mu Zhimo took a sip of the fragrant fragrance, moistening and clearing his mouth. It's really a teahouse, and there are some crafts. Looking at the old woman's age, the child is sick and still tidying up the house, and she is also kind, which is good.

In a short time the curtain hung up in the room, and the old woman hobbled out with a thin man.

The man looked thirty-four years old, with a wide forehead and bundled hair, a sallow complexion, bloodless lips and some bloody scabs, and his eyes were still clear. Originally, it looked like a weak face, but a scar under the left cheek and even under the ear ruined the feeling. If there is no such pain, I think about it, I will have a square and solemn face. Look at the blue tendons on his forehead, and the slightly steady pace under his feet.

This man is still a tough man.

The old woman helped him sit down, and he moistened his mouth with tea before he spoke: "I heard my mother say that you want to buy this teahouse?" ”

"Yes! Please tell me your price!" Mu Zhimo put down the tea and said.

"The price is good, but I have one condition. If Childe can answer me, I will promise to sell this teahouse to Childe!" After the man finished speaking, he coughed lightly twice with his handkerchief, and the old woman caressed his back urgently.

"Let's talk about it." Mu Zhimo was a little curious about her conditions.

"It's that Childe has bought the teahouse now, if I have money to come back in the future, Childe will sell it to me again at twice the market price, and he can't sell it to others!" After speaking, he stared at Mu Zhimo with a straight face.

Mu Zhimo held the teacup, "Your conditions are harsh, no wonder you haven't sold this teahouse for so long." She noticed the disapproving look of the old woman behind the man.

"Seeing that the son is heroic, I think he also has the style of everyone." After speaking, the man turned around and glanced at the woman, patted her hand, smiled comfortingly, and then turned back to Mu Zhimo and said: "Don't hide it from my son, this teahouse is the brainchild of my father, and it is unfilial piety to take good care of my mother and sister if I don't fulfill her last wish, and now I have sold the teahouse, and I am even more shameless to see his tablet." When he thought of something, he wept bitterly, his face was hideous, and his eyes were red.

Take away your hands and clear your eyes in two lines.

"A month ago, my stupid sister ran away, and the son of the Yin family was angry with her, and watched her be beaten to death on the street. I went to theorize, but his master injured me and threw me out. Fortunately, someone kindly carried me back, and I was able to save this cheap life. Blame me for not being able to protect my mother and sister!" The man thrashed his legs excitedly as he spoke.

"Son, stop it. Stop! I don't blame you, the own Hades who killed him that day took him! Your sister won't blame you either!" The old woman cried bitterly and took the man's hands vigorously.

Can't protect it! Mu Zhimo looked at the grief-stricken mother and son who hugged each other tightly, and she really felt the world where human life is like a mustard.

Only if you are strong will you not be bullied.

The man calmed down his emotions before looking at Mu Zhimo apologetically and then said, "It's that time when I came back from an injury, I spent all my savings, and my mother couldn't take care of me safely day and night. I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid of leaving my mother alone in the world, so I have the plan to sell this teahouse. Childe doesn't have to rush back to me, I also know that the conditions are harsh. Many people have been here before because of this and gave up buying this teahouse. ”

Mu Zhimo was not a child in a comfortable nest in her previous life, she had dealt with all kinds of people, but she could also see the good from the bad.

It's a lot easier that way.

The corners of Mu Zhimo's mouth were full of joy with a smile, and he said, "Okay, I promise your conditions." You can make a price. ”

"Is that true?" The man and the old woman were amazed.

"I don't think I'm lying to me!"

"Childe's kindness is grateful!" The man was about to get up and thank Mu Zhimo as he spoke, but Mu Zhimo sat down.

"I don't want much, just a hundred taels of silver! Tomorrow I'll pack up and move out with my mother. The man was relieved at this time, and his face was a little bloody.

"It's three hundred taels of silver." Mu Zhimo put down the money bag, "And I don't want you to move out, you can live here, how about helping me do things in the future?" Seeing that your illness is also due to an infection, it is not difficult to find a good doctor to cure you!"

The man was stunned: "Childe, what do you mean?" ”

"I see that you have a good heart and know some kung fu. I'm short of manpower, would you like to stay and help me? ”

"Do I have a vendetta? Childe dares to use me? ”

"If you should, I will dare to use it!"

Looking at his elderly mother and looking around at the warm room, he looked at Mu Zhimo gratefully, and said calmly: "Son's great grace! I should! In the future, I will serve my son, and I will never have two hearts!" pushed the silver back, "But this silver is indeed too much." ”

"It's okay, one hundred taels in it is the money of this teahouse, one hundred taels is for you to see a doctor and take care of your mother, and the remaining one hundred taels is something I have to explain to you."

"Slave Chen Yi thanked Gongzi!" The man and the old woman both knelt down.

"You don't have to see the outside like this, I'll call you Uncle Chen in the future. You don't have to be a slave. You didn't sell yourself to me. Mu Zhimo smiled and helped the two of them up.

"Gongzi Da'en looks up to the minion, this is the insistence of the minion." Chen Yi said respectfully.

Mu Zhimo no longer bothered about this matter. He whispered to Chen Yi, "When you are well, you can continue to open the door and do business, of course, I don't have to ask you what to do." You help me find a reliable beggar in the neighborhood to find out all kinds of news about Kyoto, and then pay them accordingly. Remember that the focus is to investigate the private affairs of various officials and wealthy businessmen in Kyoto, and collect as much as possible about the affairs of the wife and aunt's house. ”

Chen Yi was a little surprised by Mu Zhimo's purpose, but he didn't ask, "Yes, I don't know how to contact Childe in the future." ”

"Don't worry, I'll find time to come to you every month."

Chen Yi thought for a while and said, "Childe, I worked as an errand in a dart game earlier, and I know some people who have good fists and feet. Life isn't very good now, I don't know if I can invite them over. ”

Mu Zhimo thought about it and nodded: "Yes, you can arrange this!" He gave Chen Yi a hundred taels of silver again.

Mu Zhimo saw that it was not too early, and left after explaining some arrangements to Chen Yi.

Mu Zhimo didn't know that her secret chess trick revealed a shocking secret to her one day!

Beat the horse and hurried back to the temple, and only relieved himself when he saw Jinping waiting outside the courtyard.

"Miss, that little boy is awake!" Jinping saw that Miss came back before he calmed down, and said with a shush.

"It's faster than I expected! Let's go in and have a look!"

"Yes, miss."

Liu Ying took the things in Mu Zhimo's hand before following behind and pushing the door in......

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