Caifeng and the coachman had the same expression, opened their mouths slightly, blinked their eyes slowly, and only frowned slightly for a long time, thought for a while, moved to the side, and made room for Ah Fa. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ah Fa sat down in the car with peace of mind, leaning against the wall of the car, his head drooping, his eyes slightly closed, and his hands clasped on his arms, looking lazy.

Caifeng raised her hand, and the rickshaw started and drove forward along the road. This forbearance is not because Caifeng is weak, but because curiosity prevails. The scene in the brothel just now made her have a new feeling for Ah Fa, defending Xiaoyunzi and beating Er Chili pepper, which also made her have a good impression of this originally stunned and somewhat bad boy.

was silent for a long time, and Caifeng said without words: "That girl was newly bought, I heard that her name is Xiaoyunzi, and she was sold by her stepmother to the death deed." ”

Oh, Ah Fa's body moved, and he responded casually.

"I heard that you followed Diao Wu to grab the dock and were beaten into the river." Seeing Ah Fa's reaction, Caifeng couldn't help but feel angry in her heart, and her words became harsh, "It's a big disaster, I just came back and went out on a business trip, but I worked very hard!" ”

Well, Ah Fa replied in a nasal voice, paused and said, "If you don't want to, let's go back now and let Diao Wu change people." ”

Caifeng was choked up and didn't speak for a long time, and then sneered: "It's really hard to change your nature, ho, why don't you call it the fifth master, don't you hang those two words on your lips all day long?" ”

Ah Fa tilted his head to look at Caifeng, generally beautiful, this is based on his new aesthetic standards, and the fat powder on this face is too much, which is not good.

Caifeng was uncomfortable and refused to show weakness, so she stared at Ah Fa with big eyes.

"Whether you plaster or paint the wall, your eyelids will fall off the slag when you move." Ah Fa looked very painful, shook his head slightly, and looked lazy again.

Caifeng gritted her teeth, hated it so much, snorted fiercely, turned her head, and stopped looking at this nasty guy.

I didn't say anything all the way, but when I arrived at the hotel where I was out on a business trip, I was told that the banquet had dispersed. It's not the normal kind of scattering, but the wine rack is opened, the plates and bowls are broken all over the ground, and the people in the restaurant are busy cleaning up.

Nevertheless, the account is to be paid. The restaurant or hotel that issued the ticket has a notebook, which records the day and the prostitute out one by one, and at the end of each month, someone goes to the brothel to collect the account, and a bureau collects 70 copper plates, which is called "carriage and horse fare". The brothel also has a detailed ledger, which is recorded every time it is out, and it is checked one by one when the time comes, so as to prevent the hotel or inn from counting those who are not out.

This is good, there is no need to pretend to be happy to accompany guests, accompany wine, make trouble, laugh, sing, and sing, Caifeng breathed a sigh of relief, but when she thought of going back to the Red Sleeve Pavilion, she frowned again. Secretly glanced at Ah Fa and found that he was looking east and west, and he had no intention of going back.

"I'm going to the night market." Caifeng tried to speak in a commanding tone, "Go there and tell your fortune, and after you do, you'll know if you're lucky." ”

Night market, well, haven't been to it really. Ah Fa thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Sitting on the rickshaw again, the bodies of the two people inevitably touched, Ah Fa was calm, Caifeng tried to distance himself at first, but after a while, it went with the flow.

When she arrived at the night market, Caifeng went directly to the stall of the so-called master. It was a sharp-eyed, shriveled old man, crouching beside a smoky oil lamp, and he carefully studied Caifeng's palm, which looked awe-inspiring and anxious.

"Well, first bitter and then sweet, you will get better and better in the future, and you will have a lot of money." The old man said firmly.

A smile appeared on Caifeng's face, and Ah Fa secretly scolded: God stick, cheat money.

"Well, you'll have many more children." The old man continued.

"Is it a son or a daughter? They're all healthy, right? Caifeng asked a little uneasily for some reason.

The old man examined her palms again, and Ah Fa pursed his lips, which was completely teasing her.

"Mostly sons."

Caifeng was obviously relieved, and with a playful look, she insisted that Ah Fa go to draw lots and look at palmistry, Ah Fa stretched out his hand with a pastime attitude.

The old man sighed and shook his head, as if Ah Fa's fate was too vague to be calculated. Then, he shook his head and swung it over, and finally calculated the result in the hazy confusion, which was similar to Caifeng's, and it was also rich and full of children and grandchildren.

Ah Fa casually threw down the money, smiled a little sarcastically and walked away with Caifeng. Contrary to his attitude, Caifeng felt very satisfied, and her eyes flashed with brilliance. It's okay, it's hope, it's also to give people the courage and confidence to live, Ah Fa thinks it's not bad at this time.

Caifeng's interest was high, and she went to the night market with Ah Fa. In fact, there are no valuable things in the night market, but Ah Fa is not tired of it, think about it, in the future generations, it may be counted as cultural relics, and some can even enter the museum!

At this time, Caifeng whispered a word to Ah Fa, then walked a few steps, distanced herself from him, and stopped in front of a stall with a small ornament, it turned out that she knew the stall owner, chatted in Jiading dialect, and fiddled with small objects by the way.

Ah Fa didn't get too close, but wandered in front of a nearby stall, his gaze suddenly resting on a sheathed sword. Although the scabbard is old, it is carved with patterns of birds and beasts, giving people a dignified feeling.

He squatted down and stretched out his hand to touch the sword, but with a "brush" sound, the sword was suddenly grabbed by the stall owner, and he looked at him with a cold gaze.

Ah Fa was a little stunned, and then he raised his head and looked at the stall owner carefully. He was in his forties, his face was wrinkled, and his eyes shone fiercely under the dim light of the oil lamp.

"Isn't this sword for sale?" Ah Fa asked suspiciously.

"Don't sell to laymen." The stall owner replied very dryly, took the long cloth from behind him, and began to wrap the sword, as if he didn't even feel comfortable letting Ah Fa take a look at it.

"Why? You seem to be in a hurry to get the money. Ah Fa frowned, and he saw a little girl wrapped in rags lying next to the stall owner, blinking at him with weak eyes.

"Hmph, can you afford it?" The stall owner stood up angrily, and Ah Fa realized that he was actually a burly man, with thin and shabby clothes, but he couldn't hide his knotted muscles. The big man looked around, picked up a half-sized brick from the ground, and with a hey, cut off a corner of the brick with one palm. Then he clapped his hands and said viciously to Ah Fa: "Nonsense, hurry up." ”