Chapter 77: Friends
"It's not like me, I'm terminally ill, and it's useless to eat anything." I was willing to eat at the same table with her, because I could hear a few words of truth. Unlike others, who shy away from talking about death in front of him, they are more hopeless in their hearts than him.
Lan Sheng's bright gaze slowly turned back from the outside, and he looked at him for a long time, "Childe listened to the words of the people. I'm not like a child, there are peas, red beans, these girls who listen to it and take care of you. In the autumn wind, Childe said that he would die soon. Now that the winter breeze is blowing, Childe can still go out to find food. It is said that it is better to die than to live. Childe obviously wants to live in his heart, so don't keep saying that he is going to die. I don't have the same heart, and if I see through it, I will be annoyed. Annoyed, this tablemate can't do it anymore. β
The thin eyes were shining, and the sick man was looking at her," the girl said. The girl once said that my heart is like the sea, and I said that I have been sick and narrow-minded for a long time, and that is true. Although birth, old age, sickness and death are natural, how many people can be indifferent. I'm not over twenty this year, and it's too early for me to die. β
Lan Shengying, "It's too early, so Gongzi gave up the idea of death and worked hard to take medicine to cure it." I'm still the same, Childe is seriously ill and will be cured soon. "There's nothing wrong with a white lie if it comes true.
"Borrow the girl's good words." Calmly settled.
Lan Shengfeng'er rubbed his eyes and smiled obediently, "Childe accepted my auspicious words, this meal money-"
The sick boy laughed when he heard her laughter, "The good words of the tablemate girl are worth twenty-nine wen, I remember, but the girl has to pay for the rest." β
"Childe is so shrewd, I'm sure Ji Yan can take advantage of your illness." Lan Sheng raised his eyebrows, he really has a good memory, much better than her.
"Why?" The sick man asked.
Good people don't live long. The scourge is left for thousands of years.
Lan Sheng slandered, but he didn't say a word, he just called his buddy, pointed at Nanyue Ling Wuguo and himself, and asked, "Calculate how much money the three of us have eaten at this time?" β
Childe was stunned, then lowered his head, and slowly drank the porridge, his thin shoulders trembling up and down a little.
The guy replied eighteen texts.
Lan Sheng laughed and said, "The second brother will give the three of us a total of eleven wen to eat." There can be no more. A penny is indispensable. β
Nan Yueling asked Shiyi Wen what to eat, so that Lan Sheng stopped squeaking the ball after a few consecutive sounds. Also, he has only lost a lap of weight.
Pea didn't know what was going on, and saw Gongzi pulling his shoulders. But they couldn't see his countenance. Hurriedly asked. "Is Childe uncomfortable?"
Lan Sheng said, "Your son-in-law has nothing to do, and he smiles happily." She sat closest to him. He couldn't hide.
The sick boy laughed out loud, so frightened that Pea jumped over to help him get his way, but let him push away. He was too sick and weak to laugh violently, and in a moment he withdrew his smile, but his paleness blended into his usual warmth.
"Tablemate girl, thank you for drinking a bowl of good porridge today." To have an appetite, it turns out that it is still a good tablemate.
The peas looked at it, really, the porridge bowl was empty. She immediately smiled sweetly, and also thanked Lan Sheng for curtting. It's just that her son-in-law's next action made her dumbfounded. Her smartest son in the world took out a white handkerchief and wrapped the bite of the cake. Although this time it was not in her arms, but in her sleeves, every time she put away the mess like a baby in front of the tablemate girl, she suspected that Childe was sick and confused. You must know that the son loves cleanliness and loves cleanliness very much.
Lan Sheng didn't think much about it, and was a little proud of Nan Yueling, who was looking at her stupidly. That means, it's not just that she's going to pack.
Five people finished eating, forty wen. Pea took out a bulging money bag and counted forty yuan, which was also a penny and a penny.
"It seems that Childe really likes Feng Niangzi's craftsmanship." At that time, one or two ingots were given.
"It's fine." But the sick man said.
A tael of silver, as bait, is really cheap. That day in Feng Niangzi's porridge and cake shop, I felt interesting when I listened to her gossip with Sanbao, and then she forgot to bring the money when she calmed him down, so he temporarily reminded, and confessed that the peas put one or two ingots. He did it on purpose, he had intentions, but she actually came to make friends, far more than he expected. He thought that at most, she would let the proprietress see that others had overpaid her for free, as long as the skin was thick enough. Who knows, she is so unambitious, but he is despicable.
Are you embarrassed to admit it? Where did Lan Sheng know that he had bitten someone's bait, only when he was willing to spend money to buy his favorites.
After leaving the shop, the sick man wanted to send Lan Sheng back to Xicheng.
Lan Sheng thanked but refused, "I want to visit the East Market, and the son has something to take care of." β
"I'm fine, I can go shopping with the girl."
The sick man's words made Pea's two eyeballs almost fall out. What? Her son-in-law wants to accompany a woman shopping? Still- alright? The fire burns the eyebrows, the ants in the hot pot, and it's okay?! But she couldn't say anything, she had never seen Childe look so energetic, and she couldn't bear to interrupt.
Lan Sheng also felt very awkward, not for anything else, he was afraid that half of the shopping would be hung up, "I don't know how long it will take." The implication is that if you are not in good health, you will be spared.
"People who walk around with their legs don't complain, and people who sit in chairs and sedan chairs don't complain." The implication is that he won't sit and hang up.
After this person didn't cough, Lan Sheng felt that it was a little difficult to deal with with her eloquence, so he had to follow him, but while he got on the sedan chair, he whispered to Wuguo.
"No result, you said that he is so eccentric, is it directly related to the peach hairpin I gave him?" She didn't dare to say a single peach word, for fear of waking up the other party.
Whether it's said that she has thick skin, or that she has no emotional intelligence, she generally doesn't care much about what others think, but somehow, the action of this tablemate boy taking the hairpin into his arms has been hovering in his mind. It's weird, it's weird.
"What?" Nan Yueling had a round face, her voice was squirming, and she also knew that she would pay attention to the influence, "You have a private agreement with him for life?" β
Lan Sheng's eyelids jumped, and he glared at Nan Yueling.
To no avail, "Miss sold him a hairpin, and the silver and goods were both." β
Nan Yueling didn't buy it, "Why are you selling his hairpin?" β
The sedan chair came forward, and no one could say anything. The street was noisy, Lan Sheng walked on the spot, the bamboo chair was tall, but it was still boring. She felt tired of looking up and talking, and the sick man probably didn't have the strength to shout from top to bottom. As a result, it doesn't look like a shopping club, just like the occasional parallel passerby.
Later, it was still a pea, surprised and surprised, girls love to go shopping and chat, and seeing that Lan Sheng didn't look at these stalls and shops of rouge gouache jewelry, he asked, "Which shops and stalls do you usually like to visit?" I grew up in Dongcheng, and I know this area well. β
Lan Sheng actually really wanted to find a passer-by to ask, and when he heard the pea girl say this, it just happened, "I heard that there is a place where craftsmen take over the work in the East Market, do you know where the road is?" β
Pea was stunned, "Craftsman...... Craftsmen take the work? β
The sickly-looking man on the sedan chair opened his eyes slightly and looked at Lan Sheng. He was so disgusted with the world that death was a relief, but what was it that she could still make herself curious?
Pea asked, "Zhilu Dao is Zhilu Dao, don't you want to go?" β
Lan Sheng nodded, "I want to go and have a look, please ask Miss Pea to lead the way." β
Pea wrinkled her little nose and looked unwilling, "It's messy and dirty, and it's not just craftsmen, but also coolies waiting for the work, and it's all men who come and go, and it's better not to go to the girl's house." β
"Is there a clear rule that women can't enter?" Have to learn how to dress as a man?
"No, those workers are not all serious men, and the big girl who is like a flower is easy to be remembered by thieves." Pea never came near that, "You have to find someone to do the work, so that the men of the family can come forward." β
She doesn't look for someone to do the work, she wants to do the work for others, Lan Sheng's mind remains the same, "There are so many of us, the thief doesn't dare to worry about it." β
The sound of mosquitoes flew in the ears of Lan Sheng and Pea, but it was the sick man who led the way. Lan Sheng smiled and clenched his fists. The sick man didn't seem to see it with his eyes closed, but Nanyue Ling shook his head and sighed secretly, indicating that Lan Sheng was embarrassed again.
After passing through the morning light and clean East Street, after turning and turning, Pea pointed to an old cold black wall and said that it was behind. The walls are dirty, mottled and stale, and deliberately damaged. In the south corner of the wall, a large piece was missing, and there was still an old woman in tattered clothes who was digging bricks with a basket. In the north corner, an old man and a young man sit, dressed in rags, sleeping with their heads resting on their heads, and not caring that there was not a copper plate in the notched porcelain bowl.
Nan Yueling covered her nose, her eyes were dirty, and she pulled Lalansheng's sleeves, "I don't know how many beggars there are, gone." β
Lan Sheng looked at the old and young couple carefully, and said with a smile, "That's not a beggar, there is a physiognomic flag next to it." Would you like to come up and ask for advice? Maybe it's a master. β
Nan Yueling naturally understood that Lan Sheng was laughing at herself, and she didn't have a good temperament, "I still believe in saying that the master is hidden in the city, and it is nonsense to hide as a beggar." Although he hoped for adventure, he was not eager enough to ask the person who asked for food.
Lan Sheng was about to go around behind the wall when he heard the sound of horses' hooves. She had a bad impression of this kind of hurry, and hurriedly looked back, but fortunately it was just a green horse. Immediately middle-aged, wearing a small hat and white sleeves in a cloth shirt, he fell straight in front of the sedan chair and knelt down on one knee to the sick man.
"Childe makes it easy to find a small one."
Pea breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said well, "Uncle Lin, but there is an urgent matter at home for the son to go back?" β
"Exactly, a group of Longshan guests came, the ancient fragrant wood of the good Lu, the volume of goods is large, and the small ones dare not call the shots, and ask the son to go back and decide." Uncle Lin glanced at Lan Sheng and wondered who this pretty beautiful girl was.
The pea hula fan beckoned to the slow-following carriage not far away, "That can't afford to delay, it's almost the end of the New Year, Longshanke rushed home for the New Year, and turned around and sold other houses." Childe, let's go. β
The man carrying the bamboo chair remained motionless.
Lan Sheng looked up again and smiled lightly at the lifeless person on the chair, "If the son has something important, let's go quickly." β
"I have been table mates with the girl twice, and we may never see each other again, but I adviseβ" It was early in the morning, and his strength was exhausted, so he tried his best to brighten his hoarse voice, "within this wall, don't be strong." β
But the light in Lan Sheng's eyes was too bright, and the words went in one ear and the other out, so he just responded politely, turned around and went around the wall.
The delicate and colorful figure in the misty vision is gone. Enough, he said to himself, and then he looked cold and sick, and ordered to get into the carβ
Today's second update.
The next double is 180 pink. (To be continued......)