Lao Wu should be the same, but the two eyeballs in his eye sockets still seemed to be unable to stop, constantly wandering, his eyes wandering.

This man, just by looking at his eyes, can see that he is very restless.

But it is rare to be loyal to the fourth uncle, and even if the fourth uncle's vision of people is not good, it can't be worse than her, how could he not see Lao Wu's restlessness and keep him as a confidant? However, if he really values Lao Wu, at that time she spoke out about someone, even if the fourth uncle was worried about his aunt's interference, he had to find a way to keep Lao Wu, but he didn't.

Ruosheng sat in the carriage and looked at Lao Wu's distant back, and his face sank slightly.

In any case, these signs prove that Lao Wu still has "great use" in him that she has not found.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the corner.

"Little! The old lady worked hard to earn money just to secretly buy this uneaten and wearable thing for you? ”

"Smack-"

"Bang dang!"

Accompanied by the sound of the woman cursing, several strange sounds sounded around.

Ruosheng leaned against the window, and when he looked a little, he saw a half-old book flying from not far away, and landed straight next to the wheel.

She lowered her eyes and saw that the handwriting on the book cover seemed to be stained with water, blurry, and unreadable. A ticking water mark on the ground stretched far away. Her gaze subconsciously went all the way up to the water trail, and then she saw a basin of overturned water.

The "clang" sound just now must have come from this.

Look further up. Then I saw a woman, about thirty years old, wearing a coarse cloth dress, her hair on her head was not tied in a bun, and she looked a little disheveled, and her mouth was chattering and cursing some foul language in the market. But when her eyebrows met Ruosheng's eyes, Ruosheng couldn't help but be stunned.

This woman looks vulgar, but her eyebrows, eyes and facial features are very delicate, and she can even be said to be beautiful, even if the years have eroded. The fine lines at the corners of the eyes are already very obvious. But that beauty is still hidden underneath and has never disappeared.

Suddenly, she raised her hand high and shook it down, and there was a very loud "pop-" in the air.

Across the carriage. Ruosheng only saw her as if she was beating someone. But for a moment he couldn't see who was being beaten.

In the narrow alley, there were slaps and water basins. This movement is not small, and several families around have quietly opened the door to probe their brains and whisper.

But the woman didn't seem to notice. He only scolded the people in front of him, from "little" to "debt collectors", and occasionally reached out to tear and beat. Ruosheng only looked at it like this, and felt that the person was so forbearing, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

"Girl, the slave and maid cover your ears so that you don't get dirty with those foul words." Green Banana leaned over with a handkerchief.

Ruosheng smiled, turned his face to look at her, and said, "Don't cover it, these words are nothing." ”

The left is just some market words, and the left ear that doesn't care about it goes in and out of the right ear, what can be dirty.

She didn't let the green banana reach out to cover her ears, but only smiled and whispered to send her to get food.

The food that her father had forced over earlier was almost eaten by her on the way, but now there is only a little left, and this time she brought it out in one go.

Green Banana went to look for the small cabinet in the corner of the carriage, found the green plum, and hurriedly sent it to her.

Ruosheng turned his back to her and caught a glimpse of a person.

At the moment when she took over Qingmei, she saw a person out of the corner of her eye.

He was a teenager, but he was thirteen or fourteen years old, he was born very thin, skinny, and the clothes on his body were cut at some point.

He kept his head down, and said nothing, and let the woman beat and curse.

The woman scolded for a while, as if she was tired, and gasped for breath with her hands on her hips, and suddenly cried: "Why did I give birth to such a useless thing as you!" ”

After saying that, he scolded again, but this time he was scolding and crying, and he was not afraid to let outsiders listen, but he didn't see the neighbors who were watching the excitement around him.

"If it weren't for your father's wretched, how could I marry him and live this hard life? I was also a delicate lady who didn't touch the spring water with ten fingers...... As a result, I gave birth to a debt collector like you, who will only collect my debts in the future! ”

She whimpered and cried, and the neighbors on the side suddenly started laughing.

One person carried a basket of vegetables to choose vegetable leaves, and said with a smile: "I said Qingniang, after so many years, you are still alive in the book and can't get out, do you really think you are the eldest lady on the stage?" ”

"Whew! It's your business, it's better to take care of your stinky man's eyes more and focus less on the old lady! When the woman named Qing Niang heard this, she stopped crying at once, but only sneered, turned her head and scolded back, and the one who spoke snorted and chirped, threw the rotten vegetable leaves in her hand to the ground, and turned around and entered the door.

Qingniang pointed to the door and scolded, turned her head back to look at her son after scolding, suddenly calmed down, straightened her sideburns, straightened her waist, and then wiped away the tears on her face, and said expressionlessly: "What are you doing here, I don't ask people to watch the play in vain!" After saying that, she didn't look at her son again, and stepped over the threshold and into it.

The few people sitting in the carriage heard clearly.

Lu Jiao's face was shocked, and he muttered in a low voice: "This woman is also fierce." ”

"Fierce?" Hu Qiuniang shook her head, "Silly girl, you haven't seen anything fierce." ”

The two talked softly, and Ruosheng suddenly made a gesture of silence.

There was a sudden silence in the carriage.

The footsteps outside became clear.

When Qingniang's son saw his mother enter the door, he patted his clothes like no one else, and walked briskly towards the carriage of Ruosheng and his party.

When he got closer, as soon as he bent down, he picked up the book that had fallen on the side, shook the water on it, turned and left.

The footsteps rang for a while, and then suddenly they were gone.

Ruosheng was slightly suspicious, and couldn't help but push the closed window back open.

-- A thin boy was standing not far away, looking at the carriage.

This was nothing, but Ruosheng was surprised to find it. The son of this young lady gave birth to an excellent skin. Just stood there silently, like a girl's house, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes.

He noticed her gaze, and he didn't hide, he looked directly, but he didn't know what he saw, and suddenly frowned, turned around and walked away with the book.

Ruosheng looked at the thin figure and gradually moved away. Secretly sighed. In this small Wanghu Town, there are still mother and son with such appearances.

Just thinking about it, Lao Wu's figure appeared not far away, and he unexpectedly followed a middle-aged woman in her forties.

Come closer. Ruosheng found that the woman's face was covered with a thick layer of white powder. Wrinkles on the lower side. The ravines and ravines are uneven at all, and they look very weird.

"Girl. People are coming. ”

"I lifted the curtain and let people come up and talk." Hu Qiuniang was beside him, and he instructed according to Ruosheng's meaning.

Lu Jiao went to open the curtain and let Wu Liang's daughter-in-law Zheng come in.

Zheng glanced at the carriage and saw that it was just a few girls' homes, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but thinking that there were still a few old Wu outside, this tone came up again.

"Wu Liang is your man?" Hu Qiuniang asked.

Zheng was stunned, "Wu, Wu Liang? Who is Wu Liang? ”

Hu Qiuniang sneered: "Don't be sloppy!" ”

Zheng Shi shrank down, but still stiffened: "What Wu Liang is not Wu Liang, I really don't recognize ......"

"You don't recognize Wu Liang, what about Wu Qin and Wu Tai?" Ruosheng leaned lazily and asked casually.

When Zheng heard this, his complexion changed slightly.

Because Ruosheng has been wearing a power fence, and he is not ordinary, Zheng has not dared to look at it, and when he heard the voice was like a little girl, he couldn't figure it out, and he heard her mention her two sons, and knew that he couldn't hide it, so he had to answer hard: "Those are the two sons of the old woman." ”

If you don't move.

Zheng was a little flustered: "Miss Lao has a few days' grace, and we will wait for us to make up the money, and then return it to you......"

As soon as there is a grace, it is natural to run.

What's more, if this drunkard didn't mean to drink, he would naturally not answer this.

Zheng should have been chased by debt collection a lot, all kinds of people have seen it, this time it was just a little girl, and she was not afraid in her heart.

"It's easy to talk about the silver." Ruosheng spoke leisurely.

Zheng was overjoyed: "Thank you, girl! ”

"Wait." Ruosheng smiled, "I only said it was good, but I didn't say yes." ”

Zheng stiffened slightly, "Girl, it's really not possible, you can go to the old woman's dead ghost man for this money, in the end he borrowed it, don't do anything with me and my sons......"

Ruosheng chuckled twice, and suddenly instructed Hu Qiuniang to say to Lujiao: "You go down and wait first." ”

"Girl, how can this work?" Hu Qiuniang and Lujiao said in unison.

Ruosheng only shook his head: "Go down and wait." ”

The two of them couldn't, so they had to get out of the carriage first and stand by the window and wait.

Zheng saw that the tall Hu Qiuniang went down, and the happier he was, thinking that only a little girl could do it, and he was about to speak out but might as well have a sentence in his ear, "What about the bird slave?" ”

Her eyes widened immediately.

Ruosheng sneered: "Why, if you sell her, you will be upset?" ”

Zheng had not heard the name of the bird slave for many years, and he would suddenly hear it, only to feel very restless, and look at the person in front of him, if the bird slave was alive, it should be about this age, and he was at a loss, "You...... Are you...... Is it a finch slave? ”

Ruosheng was stunned, and simply made a mistake, "You didn't expect to see me one day, right?" ”

"Is it really you?" Zheng fell with a butt.

Ruosheng sneered repeatedly: "Who did you sell me to, do you remember?" ”

Zheng mistakenly thought that she was really a slave, and when he saw that the carriage was richly decorated, and the girl sitting there was dressed even more expensively, he became more and more flustered, and immediately cried: "Why did your mother sell you?" If a mother has a way, how can she be willing to do that? It's just that your father forced me to do it, and my mother's heart is like a knife every day! ”

"I ask you, do you remember who sold me to!" Ruosheng gritted his teeth and asked, "How can you sell me to him?" ”

Zheng slumped on the ground and cried: "Mother only knows that Lord Liu is a good person, thinking that you can live a good life if you go, so she gave up her heart and gave you ......" As she spoke, she suddenly looked at Ruosheng, "Look at what you are wearing now, and you can still call slaves and maids, if you don't have the ruthlessness of your mother back then, how did you come to have such a good life?" (To be continued......)

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