The early morning of Luoyang City is very lively, the boats in the river come and go, quite crowded, the hawkers' hawking, the acrobatic drinking, the applause of the onlookers, and the bridge, beside the river, the vassals of the three or three are the vassals of the elegant wind and the moon, this scene of the beautiful ancient style picture is intertwined, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

She Yi smiled and looked calmly, as if walking through the glitz of this prosperous world.

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In the hotel of Yue Shan'er and his wife by the Cao River in the north of the city, they are gently cold and miserable...... This time, what a sad word.

On the second floor, Yue Mochou was helping Yue Shan'er pack up his things, the hotel was lost by Dong Bicheng, and it was ironclad that it couldn't be waited for here, and in the morning, the gambling hall had already sent someone to notify him, and before it fell, he would repay the gambling debts and deny confiscating the mortgages.

A full seven hundred taels of silver, even if Yue Shan'er sold all the things in the house, she would make up a hundred and ten taels at most. Seven hundred taels of silver could not be altogether.

Now, they can only pack up their things, find a cheap place to rent, and settle down temporarily. Even if Dong Bicheng has a lot of things, Yue Shan'er is only a little strong in words, but in fact there is nothing to be done. In this era, even if a man divorces his wife or sells his wife, his wife can only accept his fate.

On the first floor, at a table near the stairs, Dong Bicheng sat there with a dull expression, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was decadent, as if he had aged many years overnight. From last night to this morning, he didn't close his eyes.

He was in a daze, as if he had lost his soul, and remorse was of no avail, his lips were white, and cracks were opened, and occasionally tiny blood seeped out of them.

Although he has dark skin, he is very sunny, and although he has a long hatred, he is very gentle. His wife, Yue Shan'er, and the hotel are all he has.

But......

Dong Bicheng's throat moved, as if he was pierced with a needle.

He told Yue Shan'er that he had lost seven hundred taels of silver and used the mortgage made by the hotel. In fact, he said one thing less...... That is, his wife Yue Shan'er is also part of the mortgage.

He didn't have the courage to say it to his wife, and he didn't dare to say it...... He knew that everything was too late...... One misstep becomes a thousand years of hatred, and when you stumble again, you lose your life. It's such a bright and beautiful thing to be alive, but unfortunately, he may never have the chance to enjoy it again...... Without his wife and restaurant, what is the meaning of his life, there is no room for salvage, he can only take the last step...... Life and death......

At a table at the entrance of the hotel, Ruoruo was sitting on a stool, half-lying on the table, holding his chin with his hands, with a gloomy face. Although she is only ** years old, she understands a lot of things about adults.

She knew that her aunt and uncle were in great difficulty, they had to move out of the hotel, live in those dilapidated houses, and live a difficult life, just like the life before she met She Yi in Suide City...... She misses Uncle Xiaoyi and her life with him, he is like a quiet and warm harbor, as long as he is anchored next to him, no matter how big the wind and waves are, he will block him. As long as they are with him, they don't have to worry about anything, they don't have to be afraid of anything.

Ruoruo stood up, walked out of the door and looked around, on the street, people came and went, and still didn't see the shadow of Uncle Xiao Yi, did Uncle Xiao Yi want to leave them and not come back? Ruoruo's nose was sore, and tears flowed down her eyes.

He lowered his head, rubbed his eyes with his pink little hands, and sobbed lowly.

"Ruoruo, what's wrong......"

Just as Ruoruo was crying, a slightly hoarse man's voice came into her ears.

"I ...... I'm fine......"

If you thought it was the voice of your uncle Dong Bicheng, you responded casually, and felt that it was wrong, this voice was a little familiar, she stopped crying, put down her little hand, blinked her two big eyes, and raised her head......

The person in front of him also bent down and looked at her...... The two looked at each other.

"Little uncle! Wow, little uncle, you're finally back......"

Ruoruo's face showed a happy expression, opened her arms around She Yi's neck, slurred on She Yi's face, and kissed her.

"Oops...... Feel like ...... letting go"

She Yi screamed in pain, Ruoruo was stunned for a moment, and let go of her hand in confusion...... She Yi was holding a big bag of things in one hand, Ling Yi pointed to the position of her thigh, Ruoruo glanced at it suspiciously, only to see where She Yi pointed to, she reached out and lifted the front hem, and saw She Yi's thigh with many strips of cloth, faintly with a touch of blood.

"Ah, little uncle, you're injured......"

If you are shocked.

"Shhh, it's no big deal, don't let your aunt hear it, hurry up and get the things on the boat back, my uncle bought you new cloth and asked your aunt to sew new clothes."

She Yi pushed Ruoruo's hand away and stood up straight.

"Oh, I'll go!"

If you trot to the shore across the street...... The boatman had already carried the cloth ashore, stood on the side of the road, saw Ruoruo running over, smiled, handed the cloth in his hand to Ruoruo, and said to himself in his heart.

"The sons of rich families are different, their skin is white and tender, I thought they were thirteen or fourteen years old, but unexpectedly, other people's daughters are so old......"

Seeing She Yi waving his hand to him, he also waved his hand, smiled innocently, turned around, went down the river steps, got on the boat and slowly left with a penny......

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"Auntie, uncle, aunt, see who is back......"

Ruoruo and She Yi just entered the hotel, Ruoruo shouted at the top of her voice. Dong Bicheng, who was still immersed in despair, came back to his senses, glanced at She Yi who entered the door, nodded, and did not speak, which was regarded as a greeting.

Yue Mochou and Yue Shan'er, who were packing up their things in the room on the second floor, heard Ruoruo's voice and walked out of the room.

"Xiao Yi! You're back! ”

Yue Mochou's face showed a surprised expression, she, like her daughter Ruoruo, had developed a sense of dependence on She Yi for a few months, and when she saw She Yi coming back, she was naturally excited.

Yue Shan'er also nodded towards She Yi with a smile.

"Well, Sister Mochou, what are you doing upstairs?"

She Yi noticed the abnormality of Dong Bicheng and Yue Shan'er, and asked casually. I looked around the hotel, and it was cold and cold inside......

I thought to myself, could it be that person came here last night and did that to Yue Shan'er? He remembered that the thin monkey told him yesterday that it was a restaurant owner named Wang Dashun who tried to get his hands on Yue Shan'er. The night before yesterday, he hired a thin monkey and a flying eagle to secretly put chunzhong medicine in Yue Shan'er's tea, and at night under the guise of drinking, he went in to get Dong Bicheng drunk, and then gave Yue Shan'er by the way...... It can be said that God does not know the ghost......

Unexpectedly, the sudden appearance of She Yiyue Mochou's mother and daughter disrupted their plans. So, there was the incident of that night.

In other words, after many scientists have identified that Sheyi brand braised fish, although delicious and delicious, does not have the magic effect of Zhuang Yang cui feelings, I hope that the majority of consumers must not hearsay, on the occasion of individual bad businesses.

As soon as the secret is sparse, the thin monkey and the flying eagle are dead, then Wang Dashun will hire others to help, if such a tragedy really happens, it will be a crime......

She Yi felt a little ashamed in her heart. Yue Shan'er and Dong Bicheng are, after all, Yue Mochou's sister and brother-in-law, and also the sister and brother-in-law of Yue Fei, a famous general of the future generation. Either way, it makes sense to help them.

When Yue Shan'er saw her sister going downstairs, she thought about it and followed. Her husband is not angry, and he has done this kind of heart-warming thing, and it doesn't matter to his sister, mother and daughter and Jia Yi (She Yi). My sister cleaned up her things early in the morning, and she didn't even eat a mouthful of food...... I was a little reluctant to go.

"Sister, Xiaoyi, Ruoruo, you sit down first, and I'll make you some breakfast to eat...... I was so confused that I forgot about it. ”

Yue Shan'er has been in Luoyang for a few years, and because she opened a restaurant, she saw a lot of people and could talk......

"Xiao Yi, where did you go last year, and you won't come back at night."

"Well, nowhere to go...... It's to deal with some personal matters, it was too late last night, so I stayed with a friend for a night, and I planned to come back in the afternoon, but I thought that Sister Mochou and Ruoruo were worried, so I came back early. Alas, it's really inconvenient to not have a mobile phone...... Sister Shan'er, what's going on in the hotel......"

She Yi's gaze stayed on the silent Dong Bicheng on the other side of the stairs.