The wind spirit shook his numb legs, and simply knelt on the ground, and the fire tongs kept rummaging through the ashes, picking out the unburned remnants of cloth bit by bit, and turning a deaf ear to the opinions of others. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Auntie, what are you doing?" People passing by around pointed and poked from time to time, and the Buddha Nu wanted to summon the wind spirit to enter the store and close the door, but he asked him not to move a few times, and he came forward to drag her in a hurry. "Auntie, auntie? Aren't you shocked? ”

"Am I the one who can't be frightened?" Feng Ling straightened up and wiped a handful of sweat droplets from the corners of his forehead, adding another stain to his forehead, which was as full as a full moon. "Go find a guy and pull out the unburned fabric. Did he say that the cloth was mixed with nettles? Besides, who knows which fabric this is, we can't teach people to spill sewage in vain. ”

The Buddha Nu came to his senses, and Ah Mi on the side also stopped crying, and ran into the store to find sticks, pliers, and other things.

Until it was almost dark, several people found more than a hundred pieces of cloth of various colors from the ash heap. Feng Ling picked it up carefully, and looked at the dark sky repeatedly, and it was really his own fabric. She rubbed her thumb lightly on the torn blackened fabric, sighed dejectedly, and turned back to the store without saying a word.

When the rich man in the backyard saw her come back, he jumped up from the ground violently, jumped left and right, and the chain that was tied to it "banged", and the wind spirit suddenly entered the house with a fluttering pace.

Not only was the rich happy, but she didn't even hear Aunt Jin's call. Aunt Jin couldn't, so she had to summon her daughter, hand her a wooden lacquer food box, and send her to Feng Ling for dinner.

When Ah Qi entered the house, all the lights in the room had been lit, and Feng Ling sat cross-legged on the pot door couch, one arm supported on his leg, his hand on his cheek, and his eyes fixed on the pile of scraps of fabric in front of him.

"Auntie, we'll see with some food." Ah Mi put down the food box, lifted the lid, the smell of meat spread, and the "grunt" in Feng Ling's abdomen sounded, and then he remembered that he talked to Han Meng about opening the cave at noon, and he had never eaten a few bites, and after tossing all afternoon, his belly was already empty.

"Have you all had dinner? What is the Buddha doing? Feng Ling looked at Ah Mi taking out a basket of steamed cakes and a few side dishes from his self-eating box, and suddenly remembered that everyone had also suffered an afternoon of sin, but he was afraid that he would not be able to use dinner properly at this moment.

"My aunt has cooked a meal and has sent them to eat, so my aunt doesn't have to remember it. ...... Buddha Nu suddenly lowered his voice at the mention of Buddha Nu, "He was still outside staring at people cleaning up the mess." ”

"Go and call him in, I've suffered him today, so I should have a full stomach first." Feng Ling took the chopsticks handed by Ah Mi and smiled.

Seeing her smile, Ah Qi's tight chest couldn't help but loosen. She hadn't experienced anything, today's situation taught her to bluff a lot, first Feng Ling collapsed a face, her grandmother didn't know what to do, she only felt that she had lost her backbone, at this time Feng Ling smiled slightly, and then wiped away the anxiety and panic in her heart, smiled "Hey", and turned around and went out quickly.

After a while, two footsteps, one light and one heavy, appeared in the courtyard and stopped in front of her door. Ah Mi turned into the house, took a dusting dust, and ran out, the door of the house was open, and between the fluttering curtains, the wind spirit heard Ah Mi's chatter, "Covered with black ash, sit on the couch again, and the good brocade mat will teach you to spoil it." ”

"Auntie doesn't like it, but I dislike you, so I have to wash my hands, and now I'm dusting again, but is it over?" The Buddha grinned and whispered a grumbling, but there was no annoyance in his voice.

The muffled sound of "bang" on the robe was mixed between the laughter and feints of the two, and there was a strange beauty in the ears of Feng Ling, especially at the moment when she should have been anxious, such a homely speech and movement, which taught her to suppress the anger and irritability in her heart and gradually turned into a peace.

"Auntie." The Buddha Nu lifted the curtain and entered the house, rubbing his hands to look at the food on the table, with a smile on his face, but there was an element of fraud.

The wind spirit pulled over the two brocade mats, one on each side and to his side. "Let's sit together." She could easily see that Buddha Nu and Ah Qi were forced to calm down and deliberately, and their eyes deliberately avoided the leftovers next to the steamed cakes and side dishes.

Ah Qi took the chopsticks to share, Feng Ling muttered that he was hungry, and without waiting for the chopsticks to reach his hand, he reached out and grabbed a steaming steamed cake, and opened his mouth to bite it. The big man in the courtyard outside the door suddenly barked a few times, and his voice was as deep as thunder. "Wind Spirit!" What followed was the explosion of thunder, Kang Dazhi strode into the backyard, and no one came to stop him, he was anxious, he tore his voice and called a few times, but he frightened Dafu, picked up his tail and leaned over to rush forward.

Feng Ling hurriedly walked down to the ground, the steamed cake in his mouth had not yet been swallowed, and he vaguely "hey" picked up the curtain and went out to answer, and threw a large piece of mutton bone to Dafu, Dafu then relaxed the meat and bones, pouting his hips and wagging his tail to gnaw the meat bones.

Kang Dazhi took advantage of the dim light of the stone lamp in the courtyard to look at Feng Ling's face a few times, and saw that she was still heartless and heartless, and the heart that grabbed her throat was put back into the cavity.

"Kang Alang is here." The Buddha suddenly jumped up from the couch of the kettle, as if he had met a water source in the Moheyan moraine, and his eyes did not even light up.

Ah Qi understood that Kang Dazhi must have come for today's noon burning cloth, and his heart was happy, and he saw the dinner that had just been laid out on the dining table, and he was worried that Feng Ling would not even be able to use dinner, so he only hesitated for a while, his mind turned sharply, and he greeted Kang Dazhi who entered the door with a smile: "Kang Ah Lang and sit, my aunt has never eaten anything well in a day, and now I am about to have dinner, so I will go and add another pair of eating utensils." ”

Kang Dazhi was impatient at the moment, and he couldn't care about Ah Qi's careful thoughts, "You don't have to." ”

Feng Ling glanced at Ah Mi and signaled her to feel at ease, "You and Buddha Nu go to Aunt Jin's place to eat, you don't have to be busy." ”

Buddha Nu pulled Ah Qi to salute Kang Dazhi, Kang Dazhi waved his hand, and sat on the brocade cushion, "What's going on today?" How can there be such a thing as nettle mixed in silk? ”

Feng Ling swallowed the steamed cake in his mouth: "Say that Gu Fang is shoddy, do you believe it?" ”

Kang Dazhi shook his head, "I don't believe it." He picked up a slightly larger piece of fabric on the case, looked left and right a few times, and frowned, "This is indeed Gu Fang's cloth, and it is burned like this, and it is impossible to prove that it is not mixed with secondary materials." Unless they can find the troublemaker who burns the cloth, and make them speak in public that they are slandering, if not...... I'm afraid that even greater losses are yet to come. Do you know who the burner is? ”

Feng Ling ate a steamed cake in a few bites, raised his hand to get the second one, picked up the chopsticks and put a spoon of vinegar celery into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it calmly, and then twisted his eyebrows and said: "I don't know who the cloth burner is, and I can probably know who instructed him behind it." ”

"Could it be that you have made a hegemony among your peers and ruined other people's business?" Seeing that she was going to pick up another dish, Kang Dazhi hurriedly picked up the dish and moved it aside, "Don't be busy eating yet, tell Brother Brother, which one it is, Brother will divide it for you." ”

Feng Ling stretched out his arm to pick up the dishes on the plate, and pouted, "I haven't had a good bite to eat all day, brother, let me take a few bites first." If you have a big deal, you should have a full stomach before you have the strength to deal with it. ”

Kang Dazhi slapped his thigh, took the cup, poured tea for himself, and looked at her helplessly. "Brother, don't you use some together?" She invited as she ate. Kang Dazhi shook his head, "I've used it a long time ago." Don't say who it is, if you drag on until the closing time, your sister-in-law should be annoyed again. ”

Feng Ling ate the second steamed cake, put down the chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and slowly sneered on his face, "It's not a competition in the industry, it's not someone else who instructs the evil behind it, it's Liu Shuang who is now living in Suofu." She picked up a slightly larger piece of cloth, "These burned silk silks were all purchased by me in the previous **** shop." ”