Chapter 152: I Live Nearby

Speaking of Hui Ji of Lianxiang Temple, that guy really knows a lot.

Lianxiangyuan is not far south of Tianbei Street, and it is the number one in the courtyard in that area. And Hui Ji, like other popular girls, takes the route of 'hanging the curtain and not letting you see it'.

The more you don't let you see it, the more you have to see it, the more mysterious it is, and the more you can make money.

Hui Ji's uniqueness lies in the fact that this female Zen has a unique heart, and she likes the way of gods and Buddhas since she was a child, and often likes to meditate. Nowadays in Lianxiangyuan, every night behind the bead curtain, a warning Zen sound, it is said that it can wash the hearts of mortals, and make people feel relaxed and calm.

In the middle of the beautiful green building, where the billowing red dust came to the face, there was such a quiet woman, wouldn't it make the scholars fall in love? Naturally, it is more noticeable than the more common girls' school books and the like.

"Just the money for entering the door will cost five taels of silver." The guy looked yearning: "Paying five taels of silver is just sitting with everyone and listening to Hui Ji play a song." If you want to go into the curtain to see Hui Ji, you don't just have to give money, you have to be able to say what monks say, I heard that there are monks who secretly go over. ”

The old shopkeeper Gu laughed unconsciously: "What is a monk's words, you don't understand, don't talk nonsense and make jokes." That's called Punch Striker. I think you have to have a Zen heart to enter the eyes of Hui Ji. ”

The guy didn't think so: "What kind of wit, Zen heart, it's not that the eight leaders of the gang want to come out to play, don't you sell it in the end?" ”

Selling must still be sold, just to sell at a good price.

After saying a few words to Hui Ji, the old shopkeeper Gu finally bowed his hand to Xia Xiaodong and asked, "Does the girl live nearby?" If today's events affect the girl, it is really the fault of the little old man. ”

said it very tactfully, deliberately saying the opposite, in fact, it means, girl, who are you? If Huang Er's matter is not refreshing, it will affect us all.

Xia Xiaodong smiled slightly and waved his hand: "It's okay, I'm going to leave too." You just have to rest assured that you will open the door and do business, and no one will come to inquire about it. ”

Listening to her very tight tone, and she said it very confidently, Gu Lao's shopkeeper had nothing to do, and made up his mind that if an official came to inquire, he simply deduced that Huang Er had never been here at all.

Coming out of Muzhaotang, Xia Xiaodong didn't get in the car again, and took Mumu to wander slowly along Tianbei Alley.

Thinking about it while walking, it was easy to figure out Huang Er's affairs.

Because of Lu Yunjie's indiscriminate gamble, the fifth lady gave herself this Mu Zhaotang, which is neither inconspicuous nor valuable, but at least it is still a shop, as an apology, so that the procedures are not very different from normal trading.

On the fifth lady's side, she always had to recall the person who was originally in charge of Mu Zhaotang, so Huang Er got the news first. This Huang Er has always been used to taking advantage of Muzhaotang, but now at the last moment, how can he be soft? So he hurried over, and wanted to empty the money in the shop in one fell swoopβ€”without the link of taking inventory, the old and new owners would not necessarily find out about it, but would only treat it as if it had been taken by the other party.

It can only be said that Huang Er's hands and feet are still not fast enough, or slow enough-if he comes two quarters of an hour late, Xia Xiaodong will already be gone.

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Tianbei Lane is a place with a lot of life, a small street that is not too long, all kinds of shops are used for eating, drinking and wearing, and the variety is complete and the goods are not bad, which is a model of a regional small business center.

Xia Xiaodong stopped at a snack bar.

The snack bar is really small, with only two tables in it and six upside down outside, and now there are few diners for meals. Xia Xiaodong chose the one outside, which looked fairly clean, and motioned for Mu Mu to sit down as well.

A portion of sugar is not thrown away, a plate of vinegared peanuts, a few small mutton dumplings, and the simplest egg drop soup, Xia Xiaodong is quite satisfied.

For a snack, you have to go to the shop!

This sugar is not shaken, sweet and delicious, elastic but not sticky, it is Xia Xiaodong's favorite!

It's a pity that Mu Mu can't let go of his hands and feet no matter what, and he doesn't dare to eat something in a plate with the girl, and after drinking a bowl of soup, he whispered that it is convenient, and then walked to the back of the shop, it seems that he doesn't plan to come out without waiting for Xia Xiaodong to finish eating.

Xia Xiaodong also went to her.

The sun is just right, and the autumn breeze is blowing. All year round, the really lukewarm and good weather is just a few days.

How can you live up to it.

Xia Xiaodong ate a full meal, half-squinted, looking at the pedestrians passing by, and felt slightly drunk.

Someone sat down at the table.

Xia Xiaodong only thought that Mu Mu was back, and he didn't bother to turn his head, just staring at a little girl on the side of the road.

The little girl was no more than four or five years old, wearing a red jacket and pigtails, pouting her little buttocks, and digging into the ground with a small shovel. I don't know what treasure to dig, the little girl has been busy for a long time, her little face is red, she stops from time to time, and studies the dug up clods for half a day.

Only at such an age can such a simple thing be done seriously and happily.

Xia Xiaodong watched it with relish, and couldn't help but hear the people at the same table say: "Let's have the same, and have another copy of everything." ”

Well? Male?

Xia Xiaodong hurriedly turned his head and body back, and at a glance, it was not, the person who was sitting in the original wooden position and was talking to the guy in the small shop was indeed a man.

It's still an acquaintance.

"You're not going to have a carrier pigeon or anything like that, are you?" Xia Xiaodong asked strangely.

As for chance encounters? Forget it.

"Now you live in the city, not outside the city. It's not too far away, and you don't need carrier pigeons. Ning Junwu casually pulled a pair of chopsticks from the chopsticks on the table, and began to eat the vinegar peanuts on the plate one by one.

That's mine, you haven't ordered it yet. Xia Xiaodong was chattering in his heart, but he just flattened his mouth and didn't speak.

Today, Ning Junwu was wearing a blue-black cotton robe, and it was actually washed to a little white in some places, which looked quite compatible with this place.

Xia Xiaodong felt that such an image seemed to be much more pleasing to the eye than before. In fact, after seeing a disgusting guy like Huang Er, Xia Xiaodong is now quite pleasing to everyone.

"I live around here." Ning Junwu leaned back as he spoke, waiting for the guy to put the freshly brought sugar and vinegared peanuts on the table - both of them were made in advance, and they could be served on the plate, so they came the fastest.

Xia Xiaodong looked at the houses on both sides of Tianbei Lane, and didn't see anything suitable for Ning Junwu's big Buddha.

"Over there, look." Ning Junwu pointed with his chopsticks, "I can only see a little bit, there is a little lion squatting on the eaves." ”

There is indeed such one. It's just that just seeing an eaves can't form an overall concept.

"We're fated to do it." Ning Junwu said with a smile: "You live in Moxiang Garden, and I happen to have a house nearby." You came out for a walk, and I happened to come out for a walk. Is it fate? ”

What is the fate?,Isn't it just a carrier pigeon to pass the book to wait for the rabbit.。

(To be continued.) )