Seeing the pair of obscene middle-aged men and women walking out of the street, the strange look on Gu Mengping's face did not go down.

Whether it is in his eyes or in the eyes of the current Ming people, Yingsleeve is a very beautiful little girl. Such a little girl, she should have a personable father and a beautiful mother. But the pair of men and women in front of them look crooked and cracked, convex in front and concave in the back, and have an obscene temperament, where is there any beauty at all?

If they are the father of Ying Sleeve, it is better to say that they poured the night pot for Ying Sleeve.

Gu Mengping was not without malicious speculation.

Not only did he think so, but the entire outer three rooms thought so.

Lao Anren even felt that this was a farce, "I recognized the wrong person, and these two people can't be Yingsleeve's parents." How can we have such a pair of parents, it's disgusting. She smiled and took her sleeve.

The old monk only smiled and said nothing.

The family just thought it was a joke and never paid attention to it again.

After returning from Runing Mansion, Jiang Sixian sent housekeepers to invite Gu Mengping every once in a while. In addition to studying with the old monk, Gu Mengping has a new place to go.

Jiang Sixian is knowledgeable, quick-witted, has a great leap in thought, and speaks and acts very much to Gu Mengping.

The two are often talking about "Spring and Autumn", and the next sentence can jump to "Mencius".

However, what surprised Gu Mengping the most was Jiang Sixian's wife Kong, her talent was no less than Jiang Sixian's, and she could point out many sources that Jiang Sixian couldn't say. When Gu Mengping knew that she was from Qufu, Shandong, his respect arose.

It is worthy of being a descendant of Confucius, a family of poetry and hairpins, and teaching girls are all piled up with Hanmo poetry books.

Whenever they finished talking, Kong would go to the back kitchen to cook a few side dishes.

With the blessing of the Confucian family, Gu Mengping ate the authentic Confucian banquet. What impressed him the most was a dish of "inlaid bean sprouts", which was obviously an ordinary bean sprout, but it could pinch the head and remove the tail, and the shredded ham and chicken shredded from the hollow bean sprouts were embedded thinner than a toothpick, with clear red and white colors.

Could it be that this is the real food that does not get tired of eating and is not tired of being fine?

Gu Mengping thought secretly while eating.

Seeing that he was eating happily, Kong smiled very happily.

I persuaded him to take more bites.

Gu Mengping didn't do anything, he ate every time he had a round belly.

The more he was like this, the more Kong liked him.

Sometimes it comes late, and even urges Jiang Sixian to pick up people.

In a flash, at the beginning of autumn, the golden wind is slightly idle in the courtyard. Lao An had already prepared his autumn coat and urged Gu Mengping to put it on.

Jiamu's craftsmanship is well-known in the entire Liangbang Lane, and it is the first time to tailor for Gu Mengping, so he can't help but be extra careful. After doing it for Gu Mengping, he sewed a set of monk's robes for the old monk and Yijing, and as for the sleeves, he never pulled them down, and picked out a piece of pale yellow cloth embroidered with a willow pattern for her in the cloth shop to make an autumn shirt.

For a while, the entire outer three rooms were like the New Year, and each of them changed into new clothes.

Gu Mengping patted the robe on his body, but his eyes looked at Lao An and Jia Mu. The people in the courtyard were all dressed in new clothes, only they were still wearing slightly shabby summer shirts.

In an instant, the corners of Gu Mengping's eyes moistened.

Lao Anren turned his head and saw it, pursed his lips and smiled, "Good boy, your grandmother and your sister have to make a few pieces every year, we don't lack clothes to wear, but you don't have a woman to make clothes all year round, look at this patch patch." ”

When the old monk heard this, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"Sister, Ying Sleeve likes this one so much." Yingsleeve was even more happy, shaking the bead flower on his head, and drilled into Jiamu's arms one by one.

Since she came to the outer third room, she rarely sticks to Meng Ping, but applies her sticky kung fu to Jia Mu. If you can't see it for a while, you have to call your sister, and Jia Mu likes her again. The two of them go out and go out and stay in the same bed when they enter, and they can't be separated for a moment.

"Ouch, watch out for the needles on your sister's body." Lao Anren grabbed the sleeve, and couldn't help complaining that Jiamu shouldn't have inserted the needle into the placket.

Jia Mu raised his head and twisted his face, pretending to be angry, "Grandmother, you don't hurt me if you have younger brothers and sisters." ”

When Lao An heard this, he laughed, hugged Jiamu into his arms, and screamed non-stop. Yingsleeve didn't follow, and he ran forward to ask for a hug. Lao Anren hugged this and that while hugging that, the corners of his mouth couldn't close with a smile.

"Grandmother is my sister's, and she is also Yingsleeve." Yingsleeve leaned on Lao Anren's arms, and his eyebrows and eyes were bent into crescents with a smile.

Gu Mengping and the old monk looked at them and smiled.

They were laughing inside the door, and outside the street gate, Wei San and his Hun family walked around, full of hesitation.

"There you go!" Wei Sanhun stabbed him.

"It's better for you to go," Wei San glanced at his Hun family, "You and Lao An are more able to talk about one place." ”

Wei Sanhun pursed his lips tightly and kept staring at him.

Wei San sighed when he was looked at, so he had to step forward and knock on the door of the outer third room.

Gu Mengping went to open the door, and Wei San breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was him.

Hurriedly pulled Gu Mengping to a secluded place.

"Third brother, but is there something?" Gu Mengping bowed.

Wei San and his wife were quite respectful to Lao Anren, and Gu Mengping was also willing to lift him, and every time they saw him, they saluted first.

In the past, Wei Sanduo would put on a flattered expression, but today he was full of sorrow.

He took Gu Mengping's hand, looked left and right for a while, and then asked in a low voice: "Brother Ping, let me ask you, has your family offended anyone recently?" ”

Offence? Gu Mengping was stunned.

Lao An people have cared for the poor and orphans all their lives, and have done countless good deeds, how can they offend people? The old monk is also a person who has no quarrel with things and never comes into contact with people.

If you say that you have offended others, it is only yourself......

But when did you offend someone? Who offended?

Gu Mengping shook his head slowly.

Seeing him like this, Wei San took a long breath and said in a low voice: "Recently, when my Hun family was chatting in the neighborhood, I often heard them mention Lao Anren, and there seemed to be a bad meaning in those words. Later, my Hun family inquired with a few confidants, and then I learned that they actually rumored that Lao An had abducted other people's daughters......"

Hearing this, Gu Mengping's eyes widened.

"You don't know yet, do you?" When Wei San saw his expression, he knew that Wai Sanfang really didn't know, so he told him the news he knew. It turned out that there was a couple who said that they were Yingsleeve's parents, but Lao An didn't give them Yingsleeve. They wanted to get their daughter back, but they had no way out, so they could only linger outside the door of the third room from time to time.

After Gu Mengping heard this, a wave of anger arose, and he immediately remembered the pair of men and women who had come to ask Ying Sleeve a few days ago.

Although he was angry in his heart, he didn't show it on his face, and Yun said lightly: "The third brother has also seen Yingsleeve, and the third brother thinks Yingsleeve will be the child of the pair of men and women?" ”

Hearing this, Wei San was obviously stunned.

Yingsleeves grow thin skin and tender meat, at first glance she is the descendant of a rich and noble family, plus the old monk raised her very well, and she is innocent and lively, how can she not be put together with that pair of obscene men and women.

"Some kidnappers love to beat such orphan girls, first pretending to be parents to abduct the child, and then sell it to an unknown place." Gu Mengping said coldly.

Wei San was startled, and obviously thought of it.

Gu Mengping lowered his eyelids.

Who's up with the idea?

Although Yingsleeve is not related to him by blood, she is equivalent to his daughter.

If you dare to strike his daughter, you will bear his wrath.

The two of them were talking here when a small door on the opposite side of the alley squeaked open, and a delicate face poked out of it.

"It turned out to be Brother Ping?" The girl inside the door smiled, but her eyes swept to the new robe on Gu Mengping's body, "Why don't you come to the house to sit?" ”

Gu Mengping bowed and saluted, "Sister Cuizhu, I won't go today." I asked Third Brother Wei to help me buy some things, and I'm talking to Third Brother here. ”

The girl in the door is surnamed Gu and is the granddaughter of the outer nine rooms.

He is two years younger than Jiamu.

"What did you buy? Can I use it? Why don't you bring me a little bit? Gu Cuizhu's interest suddenly rose.

"It's just pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and books." Gu Mengping watched Gu Cuizhu turn around and close the door in disappointment, a slight light flashing in his eyes.

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PS: It's a shame, my mother is a bullet train on Monday, and I think it's today......

I must have a paste in my head.

This is today's second update.,Just finished writing.,Typos or something will be corrected tomorrow.。 I'm going to rest first! It feels like the head is all fried......

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