Chapter 50: The Dawn of the Willows (I)
Chapter 50 (I) Don't say that Wang Mengyao is extremely aggrieved in her heart, it is Wang Dong, who is hiding outside the hall, and her brows are slightly furrowed.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Wang Mengyao is often ostracized by others in the Wang family. This time, the reason why she did this was also to make some achievements and make Wang Funan look at her with admiration. Unexpectedly, it backfired. In Wang Funan's eyes, money is secondary, and the most important thing is the status of the Wang family among famous families.
"Does this count as a swollen face to support a fat man?" Wang Dong couldn't help but say secretly in his heart.
At this time, it seems that it is a family affair of the Wang family, and he is just a servant of the Wang family, and he can't interfere at all.
If Wang Dong really entered at this moment and had no intention of adding fuel to the fire, then Wang Funan was more likely to be angry with him, Wang Dong was a smart person. Since the timing is not right at this moment, why should he be cannon fodder? At this moment, he rushed to reason with Wang Funan, and he seemed to be very handsome in his imagination, but in fact, doing so would only make things worse.
"Even if you are cannon fodder, you must be a valuable cannon fodder." Thinking of this, Wang Dong suppressed the impulse in his heart.
After a while, in the hall, there was a sound of footsteps from far and near. Wang Dong hurriedly hid to the side, and after a while, Wang Funan really came out of the inside angrily.
It wasn't until Wang Funan's figure walked away that Wang Dong tiptoed towards the hall.
Next to a dim light, Wang Mengyao was already sitting on the ground, her eyes were blank, and she was speechless. All of Wang Mengyao's spirit seemed to have been exhausted, and her will was depressed.
Seeing Wang Mengyao in such a state, Wang Dong couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "For my own daughter, you don't have to do this, right?" ”
Wang Dong stepped forward slowly, squatted down, clasped his hands on his shoulders, stared at Wang Mengyao in front of him, and said softly: "You, are you okay?" ”
Wang Mengyao's gaze slowly turned to Wang Dong's direction: "I, what did I do wrong?" ”
"It's not that you did something wrong," Wang Dong comforted, "It's that he doesn't know how to cherish it, come, get up first." ”
Wang Mengyao was helped up by Wang Dong like a walking corpse, and her feelings were so low at the moment that Wang Dong sent her to a nearby room.
"Don't say anything, don't think about anything, close your eyes and get some rest." Wang Mengyao fell asleep under Wang Dong's comfort, and there were still tears on her sleeping face.
Pushing the door out, Wang Dong couldn't help but sigh.
"Oh no, forget about business."
Wang Dong suddenly thought that he hadn't come to find Qianniang? So he walked briskly towards the playing field.
In fact, the current Wang Dong's heart is very heavy. is not only because of Wang Mengyao's grievances, but also because the expansion plan of his stall may be terminated because of this. All the external resistance has been swept away, and now the biggest obstacle comes from the inside.
These plans are all Wang Dong's hard work. No one cares more about the success or failure of this plan than him, and now that Wang Mengyao has been relieved of his post by Wang Funan, where should he go to get support?
The plan with Wang Mengyao was stranded, and he didn't care about the price of flour, after all, even if the price of flour rose twice as much as before, the stall could still be profitable. What he was most worried about was that from now on, he could only queue up to buy a small amount of flour at the Wang's grain store like ordinary people.
As a result, without an adequate supply of flour, it will be difficult for Wang Dong to expand all of his stalls.
Wang Dong, who was in a depressed mood, aimlessly looked for Jiugong and Qianniang in the crowd.
"Wang Lang!"
Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded in his ears, Wang Dong turned his head, and what caught his eye was Qianniang's smiling face, and Jiugong on the side also looked at him with a smile.
Looking at the smiling faces of Jiugong and Qianniang, Wang Dong's heart shook: "Today, it's Qixi Festival, these troublesome things, let's forget about them for the time being!" ”
"Wang Lang, what's wrong with you?" Sensing that Wang Dong seemed to have something on her mind, the smile on Qianniang's face gradually solidified.
Wang Dong smiled reluctantly: "It's not because I can't find you," as he spoke, Wang Dong took out the piece of silk from his arms and handed it to Qianniang's hand, "Look at you, careless, how to go to the game if you leave something here with me." ”
Qianniang stuck out her tongue delicately: "When I was in a hurry, I forgot about it." ”
"Haha, it doesn't matter, Qianniang forgot, isn't there still you." Jiugong coaxed on the side again, "What is this called?" Oh, by the way, tell the woman to sing with the husband, right? ”
"Jiugong, you're making fun of people again!" Qianniang's face was hot for a while, and she turned around and immediately got into the crowd.
Looking at Qianniang's figure, Jiugong laughed, and then came to Wang Dong's side, and asked with deep meaning: "To be honest, what do you think of Qianniang?" ”
Jiugong went straight in with a single knife, but Wang Dong was taken aback: "Jiugong, what did you say?" ”
"Less garlic, you know what I'm talking about."
Wang Dong sighed, shook his head, and walked away: "Good and cheap don't get married, good and cheap don't get married......"
Although the social atmosphere of Datang is extremely open, do you want to talk about real love in Datang? That is also conditional, among which the Tang Dynasty marriage system clearly stipulates that "good and low do not marry", Wang Dong has entered the "cheap nationality" since the moment he sold himself into the Wang family, if he really married Qianniang, he would be convicted.
As the night gets deeper, the long-awaited Beggar's Day competition is about to begin.
With the sound of a rhythmic drum beat, the noisy crowd was instantly silenced.
The sound of drums came from a high platform in the center of the square, and people's attention was drawn to the sound of drums.
After the drums, on the high platform, several people slowly walked out, and it seemed carefully that it was Wang Funan and the young masters of the Wang family, but Wang Mengyao was the only one missing.
The whole family is here, and there is no one missing, Wang Dong can't help but feel sad for Wang Mengyao.
"Everyone, be quiet!" At this moment, Wang Funan was like a different person, with a smile on his face.
Wang Dong couldn't help but snort coldly: "Hmph, this acting ability, you can really be an actor." ”
Just now, his face was angry, as if a volcano had erupted. At this moment, he has become so humble and gentle, and his ability to change his face is indeed good.
"Wang Lang, what did you say?" Qianniang beside her was full of curiosity.
"Oh, nothing."
"Nothing?" Qianniang looked at Wang Dong suspiciously, but Wang Dong was silent, and Qianniang could only give up.
All the eyes at the bottom of the stage are focused on the high platform, especially Wang Funan's three daughters who are like flowers and jade, which attract men to salivate and women to envy.
Wang Funan, who seemed to be very satisfied with the effect under the stage, nodded slightly, and then said loudly: "Today is the annual begging festival, and everyone is gathered here at this moment, which is fate." I, Wang Funan, am very happy to meet you today, and I hope that tonight's begging contest can leave a good memory for everyone. ”
As soon as Wang Funan's words fell, he heard a loud voice from a distance: "Lord Thorn Shi has arrived!" ……”