Chapter Ninety-Five: Meeting Wei Er at Night
Wei Tong followed her gaze and saw a young man walking a few steps out of a gambling house, followed by an attendant chattering. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
Walk past the two of them.
Wei Jingtian heard an ear: "... Grandma, please go back..."
Wei Tong only saw that the man was very good-looking, and suddenly the roots of his teeth were sore and itchy, what kind of eyes, such an old man can also look at it.
Wronged Wei Er: I'm only in my early twenties, okay?
Wei Jingtian waited for Wei Er to take a few steps, and then he was about to follow.
Wei Tong tugged at her sleeve and gritted his teeth: "Such an old man must have married a daughter-in-law, and he has given birth to several children." What do you like about him? β
What's the same thing?
Wei Jingtian glanced at him, pulled him, and said in a low voice: "Qing Haibo's second grandson, Wei Er." β
"Yo, acquaintance." It's more sour.
Wei Jingtian didn't hear it, and nodded seriously: "Sister Huang's husband." β
Yes? Sister Huang? Who is it?
said that he was not familiar with all the girls except Wei Tong in front of him, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly said: "The one next door to your house, Huang or something?" Grandmother said, that girl is good, better than Jin Yue'er who always revolves around you. β
The stabbed Wei Jingtian seemed to cover her chest, in fact, back then, the old lady often told her that she was a little far away from Jin Yueer, but she was coaxed by Jin Yueer in various ways, and she never cared. As a result, reality slapped her hard, and it would be sooner or later if she didn't listen to the old man.
"What? Wei Er has a problem? β
Seeing that Wei Er was going to go away, Wei Jingtian didn't have time to explain to him, so he stepped up a few steps, not far behind Wei Er, and could barely hear the distance between the two talking.
Wei Tong shook his ears, listened together, and separated her from pedestrians by the way.
Although it is men's clothing, the corners of his little lady's clothes can't be touched.
Just listening to the chatter of the entourage, Wei Er listened with a calm face with a bad face.
β... Grandma's shop just handed it over, two hundred taels, master, you threw it in? β
Wei Jingtian clenched his fists, and he turned out to be defeated with Huang Shangshan's money?
ββ¦ You said you'd come back at dawn today, and you'll be back tomorrow..."
β... The old lady and the lady called the grandmother and scolded her again..."
β... The cost of the second room has been cut back again..."
Huang Shangshan lived this kind of life? The husband is a loser, the in-law scolds, and he still has to use the dowry to support the man?
She was furious, thinking, would she mind living a widow's life? It's better to remarry.
β... Our brother was pushed by the big house, his palm was scratched, and the grandmother came to make amends, but it was the grandmother who gave the apology..."
Big grandma? Huang Shangshan's sister-in-law? It's not a good thing.
β... Next month, the old lady will celebrate her birthday, and grandma will have to buy a birthday gift. β
Wei Er finally opened his mouth irritably: "You just said that you don't want me to play?" β
The entourage sighed: "How dare the little one stop the master?" But it's the New Year, grandma is not easy to live in Bofu on weekdays, so he's so good... All year round, grandma always can't lift her face. β
Wei Er walked silently for a while, pressed the corner of his eye, and said coldly: "Tell grandma that if she thinks she has a lot of money, she will try her best to send money to outsiders." β
When you hear it, it's a discouraged word.
The entourage smiled bitterly: "Grandma is not for the master?" β
"Me? I'm the second grandson, what kind of faΓ§ade do I put on? Sooner or later, this house belongs to the eldest brother, and we will be divided. What did she do to be generous, who gave her back the original price of the things she sent? I'm stupid, and I think I'm betting. β
actually said that Sister Huang was stupid, and Sister Huang was the most husband-oriented.
Wei Jingtian began to seriously consider where it would be better to make a black hand.
"Grandma's side... Isn't grandma also afraid that uncle and master won't see you? β
"Okay," Wei Er said irritably: "I'll go back to tell me that this birthday gift can't go over the big house, and she will come out of the big house wherever the money comes from." β
The entourage smiled bitterly: "The big house is not in the public middle school?" If my grandmother does the same, I'm afraid I won't have a good face for the next year. β
Wei Jingtian was even more worried when he heard it, obviously with the support of Huang University, what kind of shabby life Huang Shangshan was doing. is still the man in front of him who is not angry.
"Send it, send it, sooner or later, her little dowry will be gone."
Wei Er's words sounded like he was complaining.
Wei Jingtian clenched his fists again, and the soft egg that couldn't even protect his wife's dowry killed.
Wei Tong swooped down, this killing intent, just come as it is said, busy pulling her, don't be impulsive.
Wei Erheng frowned coldly, muttered, couldn't hear what was said anymore, and seeing that he was angry, his entourage stopped talking and walked behind him in silence.
Seeing that he couldn't hear anything anymore, he wanted to turn around and leave, but saw Wei Er stop.
has already walked to the night market, and the stall where Wei Er stopped is selling steamed cakes.
The boss was moving away from the steaming drawer, and a strong scent of osmanthus came.
Familiar taste.
Wei Jingtian glanced at the cloth signboard hanging on the stall - Old Man Gui.
This is an old stall, the owner's surname is Gui, only make osmanthus cakes, this is also interesting, never only set up a stall in the night market, there is no during the day.
She knew that Huang Shangshan loved to eat this family's osmanthus cake, and said that only this family's osmanthus cake was fragrant and elegant, but it tasted sweet and fragrant of new noodles. Huang Shangshan likes to smell the aroma of osmanthus flowers, but he doesn't like to eat them.
Few people know about this, but the brothers and brothers of the Huang family used to buy it for her to eat, and Wei Jingtian also ate a lot, so she also knew about this strange night market stall.
Yo, Wei Er knows about this? It seems that he is still interested in Huang Shangshan.
Just thinking like this, I heard Wei Er roar angrily: "Why are you still in this stall?" β
Attendant: "..."
Wei Jingtian: "..."
This man is underwhelmed.
The boss is a simple short man, with a happy face, not angry or afraid, and said with a smile: "If our stall is withdrawn, the little husband who feels sorry for his daughter-in-law will not be able to enter the lady's house." β
This is a good-natured joke.
This boss is really bold, isn't he afraid that Wei Er will set up a stall? Wei Tong, who definitely did this, thought silently.
Wei Er's face was stinky, but he was not angry, and he didn't speak, but he stood in front of the stall without moving.
The boss smiled kindly: "Come to two catties?" β
Wei Er made a stinky face: "No money." β
When the entourage heard this, he was busy digging out his purse, but he was glared at by Wei Er, and he put down his hand in a trembling manner.
Wei Tong said secretly, yes, how can other men pay for what his women eat. This Wei Er is not bad.
I don't know how to be in debt.
The boss smiled again: "Just give it next time." As he spoke, Ma Li cut two catties, wrapped them in a paper bag, tied a thin hemp rope, tied a knot, and handed them to Wei Er.
Wei Er's hmm, as if he was forced, took it, said in a rough voice next time, and walked quickly.
Yu Jingtian didn't follow, and thoughtfully went to the stall.
"Boss, come on a pound."
"Okay." The boss stretched out his hand and everything was a catty, no need to overweigh it, it was wrapped, and it was handed to Wei Jingtian with a kind smile, but he didn't have the kind of familiarity with Wei Er.
"Fifty wen."
Wei Jingtian scolded Wei Tong and gave money.
Wei Tong directly gave a silver ingot of ten taels.
The boss was embarrassed: "Ouch, how can I find this, it's just dozens of dollars of food." β
Wei Tong waved his hand generously: "Record it in the account, and she will buy it again in the future, and deduct it directly from the account." β
The boss was stunned, and his face was not very good-looking. (To be continued.) )