A group of more than a dozen catchers were driven out by the common people.

Is this the natives of ancient times too strong, or is the government government a showmanship?

Zhao Xiaoman's chin was on his hand, his four fingers took turns to tap lightly on his cheek, and his eyes looked at the villagers at the entrance of Hongcun Village and Yu Kuai arguing, while thinking about the problem he was thinking.

Over there, after being overwhelmed, the catchers confronted the villagers for a while, and then left along the avenue with a scolding attitude.

Walking forward, he said: "Now I don't listen to the call of the yamen, shouting and shouting to kill, our brothers can't do it, what about you gang of Diao people, but next time the officers and soldiers will come, and there will be a time for you to cry and call your mother." ”

"Phew—"

They scolded and scolded, slapped the dust and left, and the villagers of Hong Village turned from scolding to worry.

The people don't fight with the officials, but they really send officers and soldiers over, what will they do?

"The yamen is not a fucking person," the little boss of the tea shop scolded, and he didn't care about Zhao Xiaoman, who was waiting, trotted over and scolded with the villagers.

Zhao Xiaoman drank the last sip of tea at the bottom of the bowl, threw a few copper plates on the table, and led the horse back.

The weather in May was a little hot and dry, but the weather was changing, and Zhao Xiaoman ushered in a thunderstorm before he entered the city.

When she arrived at Su's house, the rain had already ended, and she became a chicken in the soup.

Zhao Xiaoman wiped the more wet horse with his wet sleeves, and whispered to it like a lover to go back to the nearby inn.

This horse was detained from him when he kidnapped Su Qinghe, and at this time, he actually let it go east and not west, and ran away.

Zhao Xiaoman was also familiar with the road and climbed over the wall into Su Qinghe's yard.

There are a total of five people in Su Qinghe's yard, including Ping'an and Ping'er, one is the same as Ping'er, a maid who makes beds and folds quilts, and the other two are aunts who do chores.

All five of these people have seen Zhao Xiaoman, and her appearance in a grand manner at this time is not only a little surprising, but also a fuss.

Like Ping'er, a teenage girl named Mengying stopped Zhao Xiaoman when she saw her and said, "My wife wants to see you." ”

Zhao Xiaoman looked at this beautiful little girl: "Who is the wife?" ”

"Mrs. is Mrs," Meng Ying didn't hide her disdain and disdain for Zhao Xiaoman at all, and raised her chin and said, "You'd better hurry up, our wife is not something that anyone can see, especially a country boy like you." ”

Mud legs?

To tell the truth, if it weren't for the rain, Zhao Xiaoman wouldn't have had a bad mood. After all, such a young girl will not be seen in the last days.

She rubbed her forehead, "You're so rude." If you want to see me, ask your wife to see me. ”

"You ......"

"You're so big!"

Meng Ying stomped her feet and watched Zhao Xiaoman, who was dressed in wet clothes, enter the young master's room.

If it weren't for the young master's explanation before, if she didn't preach it when she saw her, she shouldn't have seen it if she saw it, and then she guessed whether this Zhao Xiaoman was a wild woman that the young master had made outside.

The young master has such a poor vision? This Zhao Xiaoman is good, but the young master is not a nonsense person! I really want to call someone right away, this indiscriminate, shameless person blasts out, no, it's better to send the official.

I really don't know where the barbarians came from, how can the young master still connive at them?

The more Meng Ying thought about it, the more distorted her face became, and she went out of the yard to find her wife to complain.

In the house, Zhao Xiaoman stripped himself of himself, found Su Qinghe's clothes at random and put them on, held up his overly long sleeves and smiled: "It's half a head taller than me, why are the clothes so big." ”

Squeak –

The hidden door was pushed open from the outside.

Su Qinghe was shocked by the man who was wearing wide clothes and covering his hands and feet.

Bang –

He slammed the door behind him.

Ping'an outside was almost slammed in the face, and knocked on the door with a bang: "What's wrong with the young master?" ”

What's wrong!

This Zhao Xiaoman, the girl's family wears his clothes, and she tilts her head and smiles at him! What is that one thrown on the ground?

As soon as Su Qinghe's eyes came into contact with the underwear belonging to Zhao Xiaoman, his face burned red, and he didn't want to keep Ping An outside, but now he realized that he should go out.

He hurriedly turned around, turned his back to him, and said, "There is a robe in the cupboard, put it on and go out quickly." ”

Roared!

But why does this kid blush so easily?

Zhao Xiaoman looked down at himself and found that he didn't show anything, looking at Su Qinghe, who was facing her with his back and was about to rush out in the next second.

She hooked the corners of her lips and smiled evilly, and said scoundrelly: "I can't find it, you help me find it." ”

Su Qinghe's hand that was ready to open the door at any time paused, frowned and tilted his head slightly: "It's in the black cabinet, go and find it." ”

Glancing at the black cabinet inside, Zhao Xiaoman said unmoved: "No, I have looked for it." ”

She's a scoundrel!

Thinking of what she had done before, Su Qinghe's hand on the door was strong.

There was a creak, and the half-open door frame slammed shut.

Su Qinghe didn't go out, he stared slightly in astonishment, thinking that he saw the people in the courtyard just now, and the whole person was not good.

He propped himself on the door with one hand, and when he looked at his back, he knew that he must be complicating this.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Xiaoman asked.

Su Qinghe turned around suddenly: "Shut up." ”

Zhao Xiaoman: "......"

That's a big deal!

Su Qinghe was speechless, lowered his eyes, and explained in a low voice: "My mother is here, you, you hide, don't come out." ”

This look was seen by others, and a hundred mouths could not be described.

He glared at Zhao Xiaoman with melancholy and helplessness: "Don't hurry up yet?" ”

"Hahaha."

Zhao Xiaoman suppressed his voice and laughed, and asked him with smart eyebrows: Does this look like cheating.

Annoying, I actually understood!

Su Qinghe pointed to the inner room and motioned for her to come in, feeling that it was not polite to this guy, because this guy would make trouble for him.

"Okay, okay," Zhao Xiaoman walked in slowly.

"Clothes!"

Su Qinghe shouted quietly, and when he heard the voice, he felt that the person had already arrived at the door.

It was too late, so he quickly picked up the wet clothes on the ground, recited "sins" in his heart, and threw them into his cupboard.

"Young Master~"

Meng Ying shouted outside the door, knocking on the door and saying, "Mrs. is here." ”

Mrs. is the mother of the child, and she guessed correctly. Zhao Xiaoman lifted the chair and put it in the corner, letting himself tilt up, guessing what the hell the child was looking for her.

"Mother."

Su Qinghe opened the door quickly.

The fourth wife is well-maintained, looks younger than her actual age, and has a remarkable temperament, virtuous and beautiful.

As soon as she opened the door, she swept around her son's room and said angrily: "Don't hide it from me, I know everything." ”

Yes?

Su Qinghe remembered Zhao Xiaoman's disheveled appearance, and suspected that someone had seen it before he came back, and the door was all hidden at that time.

That guy.

The green tendons in Su Qinghe's forehead jumped and jumped.