"Yo, Brother Meng, it's rare to see you at such an hour!"

"Yes, why did Brother Meng get up so early today to visit the bookstore?"

"Why did Brother Meng still carry a basket, how many books are you going to buy, let your little girl carry it, why did you carry it yourself!"

......

Gossiping, several students surrounded Meng Yu.

These are all Meng Yu's former classmates.

Although Meng Yu bullied on campus, he didn't bully these people much.

In addition, Meng Yu's Qingyun Embroidery Workshop is the first embroidery workshop in Qinghe County, although there is a splendid workshop that has great momentum now, but the Qingyun Embroidery Workshop seems to be not affected much at present.

Jinxiufang makes men's clothing, and Qingyun embroidery workshop makes women's clothing, each of which is prosperous and its own.

As for Meng Yu being blasted out of the academy, no one would be idle enough to mean him because of this matter.

The students talked around Meng Yu, and Meng Yu was surrounded in the middle, and the soles of his feet seemed to be poured with oil.

It's scorching.

Pious prayer, Zhou Ping must not mention any scholars in public.

However......

The thing in this world is, what to be afraid of, what to come!

"Pingzi, how can you bring back so many books you bought? I'll ask the guy in the store to deliver it to your home in a moment. ”

Xu Feng tied the dozen or so books picked by Zhou Ping with a thin rope, patted a stack of books, and said.

Zhou Ping shook his head, "Thank you, Uncle Xu, no need, I brought the scholar." ”

Zhou Ping's words were crisp and crisp.

The students surrounding Meng Yu looked at Meng Yu suspiciously, "Brother Meng, what's wrong with you?" Why is your face so ugly all of a sudden? Sick? ”

Meng Yu looked at Zhou Ping with trembling eyes through the cracks in the people.

Zhou Ping turned his head, bared his teeth at him, showed an innocent smile, and immediately raised his hand and pointed, "Uncle Xu, that's my scholar, let him carry it." ”

Xu Feng looked in the direction of Zhou Ping's finger.

How can there be a little scholar?

Isn't that a bunch of students?

Catching up with Xu Feng's gaze, Meng Yu just wanted to drill a hole in place.

"Where's your scholar?" didn't find the scholar, Xu Feng looked down at Zhou Ping, "Are you afraid that I will be troubled before you say that there is a scholar, Pingzi is really sensible, I won't bother, let the guy send it to you in a while." ”

Zhou Ping said crisply: "It's really not, Uncle Xu, I really have a scholar." ”

Saying that, Zhou Ping greeted Meng Yu, "Come here!" ”

Meng Yu suddenly felt a spirit, and his back stiffened, as if he had been hit by lightning.

A circle of classmates around Meng Yu looked at Zhou Ping incredulously.

"Who do you call?"

Zhou Ping glanced at him and said, "My scholar, Meng Yu!" ”

A group of people......

Wow!

The uncontrollable discussion was suddenly accompanied by various gazes, and they all smashed towards Meng Yu.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of a group of classmates, Meng Yu walked towards Zhou Ping in humiliation.

Zhou Ping's face was light, as if nothing had happened, and pointed to a stack of books on the table, "Put these on your back." ”

M......

The corner of his eyes twitched and looked at Meng Yu, even though he was old and had been in an accident for a long time, he couldn't restrain the words he blurted out.

"Meng Yu is your scholar?"

This question, for Meng Yu, is undoubtedly another layer of salt on the wound.

Zhou Ping nodded, "Well, he is willing to be a scholar for me, and I am embarrassed, but he has to do this, and I can't refuse." ”

Meng Yu......

Fuck you badly refuse!

At a young age, he lied a lot.

However, just when Meng Yu was scolding his mother in his heart, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of Zhou Ping's fist clenched at him.

Suddenly......

Put the book in the back basket and carry it.

Under the noisy discussion and countless needle-like gazes, Meng Yu followed Zhou Ping out of the bookstore.

As soon as he got out of the bookstore, Meng Yu suddenly took a big breath.

The spring cold is steep, and I only feel that the vest is soaked with sweat.

"There is a saying, I don't know whether to say it or not." Meng Yu followed Zhou Ping's side and gritted his teeth.

Zhou Ping said: "Say, I don't necessarily listen to it anyway." ”

Meng Yu......

Taking a deep breath, he raised his hand and rubbed his head, "Can you not humiliate me like this?" ”

Zhou Ping looked at Meng Yu suspiciously and blankly, "Humiliation? What have I humiliated you? Isn't what you're doing what a scholar should do? ”

Meng Yu said, "But I'm ...... I...... I am the son of the Meng family. ”

"I didn't say you're not!"

As he spoke, Zhou Ping patted Meng Yu's arm.

"Okay, okay, you will get used to it in a few days, the pampered son will be a little uncomfortable for the first time as a scholar, and he will slowly get used to it, let's go to the best restaurant to eat!" I will not treat you badly. ”

Meng Yu......

Still going to a restaurant?

There's a lot more of it out there!

Dragging his heavy legs behind Zhou Ping, Meng Yu only felt that the sky was about to fall.

No, he's going to have to buy some poison and poison this kid!

Zhou Ping did it on purpose!

It must have been on purpose!

Zhou Ping walked around the county seat for most of the time, and finally waited for lunch, and the two went straight to the Fuyuan Restaurant opposite the copper pot shabu.

As soon as he entered the door, Meng Yu greeted several of his good brothers.

That scene......

Ten thousand times the humiliation just now is not worth a moment at this moment.

prefers to die or not die, Zhou Ping does not go to the private room, he has to be in the lobby on the first floor.

During the whole eating process, Meng Yu seemed to be thrown into the oil pan and fried.

It was easy to finish a meal, and Meng Yu, who was suffering, ushered in a new ** blow again.

Zhou Ping is going to visit Qingquan Temple.

Zhou Ping went into battle empty-handed, but he was injured in the shoulder and carrying a basket of books!

But can he refuse?

......

After a day of tossing, by the time the two of them came home, it was already dark and dinner.

Of course, they came back after dinner at Fuyuan Restaurant.

Meng Yu, who had suffered a day of mental humiliation and physical torture, ushered in the last straw of the day after returning home.

Bandage the wound.

The wound that was bandaged yesterday was already oozing blood from the wound today because I had carried it for a day, and the blood and flesh were blurred and the gauze was stained on the wound.

When Li Eryi ripped off the gauze, Meng Yu almost died in pain.

After a day of grievances, at this moment, Meng Yu burst into tears.

Li Er changed the dressing and bandaged him again, "It's okay, don't cry, this wound is not serious, and you can carry the basket again tomorrow, it doesn't affect it." ”

Meng Yu......

The cry was louder.

"I'm not a scholar anymore, and if you kill me, I won't be a scholar!"

Zhou Ping crossed his arms, stood aside, and looked at Meng Yu faintly, "Why am I beating you to death, if you don't be a scholar, don't do it." ”

Meng Yu cried and looked at Zhou Ping suspiciously.

Can this fart kid talk so well?

Sure enough, the next moment, I heard Zhou Ping say: "As long as you can come up with an equivalent exchange and exchange you out!" ”

Meng Yu......

"I'll give you a thousand taels."

"You're worth a thousand taels?"

"Five thousand taels!" Meng Yu gritted his teeth and said, "No more!" ”

Zhou Ping waved his hand, "You think I look like I'm short of money?" ”

Meng Yu......

You're only six years old!