I don't know how long I ran, Zhang Dacang looked up and saw that he had run to the Jin Mansion, and he said in his heart that I am more familiar with this, I should be able to get rid of Wu Song, hurriedly climb over the courtyard wall, and go straight to the inner hall, and when I got to the inner hall, I picked up a hidden grass bush and hid it, holding my breath at the moment, and I didn't dare to take a breath. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Dacang was paying attention to the movements around him with all his attention, and suddenly heard an old voice: "Yan'er, after so many years, can't you still let it go?" Zhang Dacang was surprised that this voice was so familiar, and suddenly saw a figure, and was looking at his wife's room melancholy and said: "Now that your children have grown up, you should also think about yourself." ”

Zhang Dacang couldn't help but gasp when he looked at it, it wasn't Tong Guan who was talking. In an instant, as if discovering a new continent, the gossip arose, and even the fear of being hunted down and killed was forgotten.

I knew that this product was not a fuel-efficient lamp, but I didn't expect it to be an old prostitute, Zhang Dacang thought about it, even Mrs. dared to covet it, the taste is really unique, it seems that I have to call my predecessors.

Zhang Dacang was thinking about it, and his wife sighed quietly by the window: "Brother Tong, how many times have I told you, I have made up my mind not to remarry in this life, and only concentrate on raising a pair of children. ”

"What's so good about the old immortal?" Steward Tong said excitedly: "Thinking back then, we studied art together, and we can be said to be childhood sweethearts, if it weren't for my young and frivolous and running to do what a Rausch sub-official, I wouldn't have let him take the opportunity to enter." ”

"Shut up!" Mrs. Jin shouted: "Don't insult the master," and then sighed: "Brother Tong, what do you do about it in the past, you have kept my Jin family safe all these years, I am very grateful to you, but this matter, you don't have to mention it again in the future, if it is known by others, what can I do in the future......

"Is reputation really that important?" The boy steward persevered: "Is it more important than your own happiness?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense," Madame's back was projected on the window, looking very delicate and convex, Zhang Dacang thought about how Mrs. has maintained her for so many years, her skin and figure are not out of shape, and she can't tell that she is the mother of two children at all, no wonder the child steward still remembers it.

Madame said in a trembling voice: "I am very happy now, and I have no regrets when I see my children grow up healthy and safe." ”

I don't regret that my voice is shaking so much, and I can feel that Mrs. has no more affection for the child steward, and I can't help but kindly think for the child steward, now push the door in, and a bully will definitely be able to make a bow.

But the Tong steward was obviously not as shameless as him, and sighed: "Alas, okay, since Yan'er has made up her mind, I won't say anything anymore, and when this month is done, I will retire." ”

When Zhang Dacang heard this, he secretly praised the master, and he would want to capture him. He was thinking about "popping" when the sound of a teacup falling to the ground was heard in the room.

"You're leaving?" Madame's voice was still trembling.

The boy steward laughed miserably: "Since I have made it clear, I am relieved in my heart, and there is no benefit in continuing to stay here." ”

Hearing the vague world-weary meaning in his words, the lady hurriedly said, "Where are you going?" ”

Steward Tong sighed: "I have a friend who is the host of Wutai Mountain, and I am going to go to him, and we have already made an appointment to grow old in the temple." ”

Zhang Dacang laughed in his heart, the old prostitute wanted to be a monk, and he didn't look like him, just thinking about it, he suddenly heard the wind on the courtyard wall, and it was Wu Song who chased him.

"Who?" Although the boy steward was immersed in grief, he couldn't escape his eyes at all: "I dare to come to Jinfu to spread wild!" The child's eyes burst with light, and his body rushed up like an eagle, blocking a punch from Wu Song with his left hand, and grabbed it with his right hand, and then shouted: "Go!" I saw Wu Song fall off the courtyard wall like a fallen leaf.

Zhang Dacang was dumbfounded, master! The pickled girl is stronger than me, and her martial arts are higher than Wu Song, where is this old lewd sacred?

But he said that Wu Song was also shocked in his heart, although he had just climbed over the wall, it was when the new force was not born and the old force was old, but the punch he made with all his strength was easily blocked by the other party, and he also lifted his body hundreds of catties upside down like a fallen leaf.

"Who are you?" The boy steward said sharply, thinking that he was afraid that his conversation with his wife would fall into the ears of a third person: "I won't spare you if you don't give a reason today." ”

Wu Song shook his head, carefully observed the old man, was overjoyed, knelt down and bowed: "Master, is it you?" ”

When the boy steward heard someone call him a master, he smiled and said, "You thief, it's useless to call the master." ”

Wu Song knelt down and said, "Master, don't you remember me?" Take a closer look! ”

The boy steward squinted: "You...... Are you a pine? ”

"Poof!" Zhang Dacang almost laughed out loud, he hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, trying to hold back his laughter, he had never heard of Wu Song's master, and he had pointed him out according to folklore. This week, Dong is Lu Junyi, Lin Chong...... The master of these awesome characters, wait, could this boy steward be Zhou Dong?! Zhang Dacang covered his mouth in disbelief, and his eyes stared at the boss as the boy steward, but how do you look like an old prostitute, so she has to helplessly call the master in the people!

"It's me, it's me," Wu Song said more excitedly than when he saw his eldest brother: "I'm Wu Song!" ”

The boy steward put his mind at ease and said, "Song'er, you get up first and tell me, why are you here?" ”

Wu Song stood up and said: "The local Zhang Dujian invited me to eat and drink tonight, and I went back to sleep when it was late, but I didn't expect a thief to run in. He said and looked around: "That thief must be hiding around here, I don't think it would be better to catch him immediately." ”

"I see," Steward Tong said lightly: "No need, that thief can't escape from my palm, you can go back and report to Zhang Dujian." ”

Wu Song wanted to say something more, but Steward Tong had already interrupted: "That's it, you leave quickly." ”

"That being the case," Wu Song bowed, "then Wu Song will go back first to restore his life, and come back to honor your old master in the coming day." After saying that, he turned over a few times and jumped over the courtyard wall.

"Come out!" Zhang Dacang was secretly proud, and he didn't want the child steward to say to his position: "Have you eavesdropped enough?" ”

It turns out that this old whore already knew that I was here, Zhang Dacang wondered, why didn't he find out about himself early in the morning, and had to say it now? Then I thought about it, yes, isn't Mrs. Jin afraid that others will hear about it and ruin her reputation, and the child manager intends to let herself hear it, so that Mrs. will no longer care about this reputation, Zhang Dacang was terrified, and secretly praised the master, and he came out of the grass with a hard head.