Jiang Mei could feel that his feelings were very excited, and his shoulders shook violently.

"Why are you in charge of my business?"

Obviously, Jiang Mei can detect his hostility towards himself, and even deeper, there is a kind of powerless pathos.

"Everyone has a time when they are forced by a desperate situation and can't turn back." Jiang Mei withdrew his hand, what he could say had already been said, if he was willing to accept it, then he would gladly accept it. If the boy refuses to accept it, it will be his own fate.

Jiang Mei stood up and glanced at the gentlemen, for some reason, she actually saw this scene, and she was actually angry.

"When there is humiliation, you should think that you will also have a bad fall one day."

Jiang Mei approached Ouyang Gongzi step by step, and said this sentence with a sneer.

"Ask for more blessings." In the surprised eyes of everyone, Jiang Mei said such a sentence, and I don't know if it was said to Ouyang Gongzi or to the people on the ground.

"This son, please stay."

The man on the ground staggered to his feet after all, and after approaching Jiang Mei, he moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but after all, he couldn't say anything.

Jiang Mei turned her head, glanced at him very calmly, and left the crowd with Zhuo Wangsun.

From then on, each person's life is borne by each person, besides, Jiang Mei thinks that it is a subjective idea to change himself, he doesn't want to change his fate, and it is useless for anyone to help you.

After leaving the group of people who were in a hurry, Zhuo Wangsun dragged Jiang Mei to the street of the Lantern Festival, the street was indeed very different from what Jiang Mei thought, all the people who were making noise were people, but because of this, it was very warm.

That street has long been crowded with young men and women, but there are many small stalls that take the opportunity to make a small profit, selling some masks, lanterns, food or something, Zhuo Wang Sun told Jiang Mei, when they are about to beat the drum, they will automatically withdraw, the lantern will Jiang Mei is not very interested, but these snacks, Jiang Mei eats from the street to the end of the street, from hemp round sugar crisp to sour soybean milk, Zhuo Wang Sun watched Jiang Mei gobble up the food in the face of delicacies.

"Jiang Mei, have you been hungry for ten years? Still is...... The emperor won't give you food? Zhuo Wangsun was dressed in a white robe and sat on a chair in the stall, which was very out of place with the surrounding crowd.

Jiang Mei didn't care so much, she didn't eat at all, and she was hungry again at night.

Just as Jiang Mei was about to answer, the sound of drumming had already begun to be heard not far away.

"Don't stuff it, the lantern festival will start soon." Zhuo Wangsun had a smile in his voice, and strode to a nearby mask stall to get two masks.

Zhuo Wangsun looked at the mask on his left hand, and then at the mask on his right hand, on his left hand was a fox mask with a clump of white hair, and on his right hand was a pig's mask, pink, and a lifelike big nose.

Zhuo Wangsun decisively put the pig mask on Jiang Mei's face, and put the fox mask on his face, smiling wickedly.

Immediately, Jiang Mei watched Zhuo Wangsun's smile be hidden in the darkness little by little, and the lights on this street had been slowly extinguished.

"Boom-"

The drum sounded, faster and faster, like a shower I don't know why, as if infected by the hustle and bustle around him, Jiang Mei suddenly looked forward to it, when the lights came on again, would anyone pull him.