Zhu Laodao said to Sister Song helplessly: "What do you believe, I really don't know." ”

Sister Song looked white and said: "Little demon, you still look like this, by the way, these two little guests seem to be very skilled." ”

Zhu Lao Dao hurriedly explained: "This is called Xiao Lei, my brother who just led the way, this third brother, is from the witch 'gate'." ”

"Oh, no wonder you look at the fat man's dead man." Sister Song glanced at the third child, then at me, and finally her eyes stopped on the little fox in my arms.

Seeing this, I picked up the little fox and said to Sister Song, "Pet, little pet." ”

Sister Song didn't speak, just glanced at me meaningfully, and stretched out her hand and said, "Please have tea, drink tea, and eat some food in a while." This little demon is here, what's the matter, we have to arrange it. ”

This sounds 'quite uncomfortable'.

But the old Tao said, everything depends on his eyes. So I didn't have to say anything, so I had to sit down and drink tea with the two of them.

After drinking a few cups of tea, I listened to the conversation between Lao Dao, Sister Song and Mr. Ye, and I figured out what was going on.

This hotel, together with the Mingyue Hotel next to it, is all the property of Sister Song's 'private' person. Mr. Ye is Sister Song's husband. Similarly, he is also the nominal manager, but the real boss is Sister Song alone.

This point, it is estimated that the hotel staff may not be clear, but if you think about it carefully, it is 'very' terrible, a boss can volunteer to do cleaning.

Such a **** thing, Sister Song can do it calmly, and it seems that she is doing well, which shows that she is by no means an ordinary human being.

As for Mr. Ye, he is just a half-old man who likes to 'fiddle' with tea, he has no half-Taoist background, and it seems that he has suffered from strokes and other 'hair' diseases.

Mr. Ye basically doesn't talk about it, and is only responsible for making tea.

Sister Song said to the old man that you have a word, and I have a word. The old way began to show restraint, and then gradually let go. And then Sister Song's words are not so mean.

"Little demon, haven't you looked for another one after so many years?"

After Sister Song filled Lao Dao with tea, she suddenly asked such a sentence.

Lao Dao sighed with emotion and said, "I'm not looking for it!" In this life, in the next life, I won't look for it. ”

Sister Song shook her head: "You, you, hey, I really don't know what to say." Counting, my little sister did die because of you, but the Song family didn't blame you much. At the beginning, we beat you and scolded you. But you have to understand. After all, she is my own sister, and she is also my parents' own 'daughter'. ”

I'll hear it! immediately understood, dare to love this Sister Song is an old sister-in-law!

Zhu Lao Dao's expression was extremely gloomy at this time, he drooped his head and did not speak.

Sister Song continued: "Later, my parents and I understood you. Actually, when my little sister died, you felt more uncomfortable than anyone else. Ay...... Little demon, you want to open some. No, just find another one, don't run all year round, all year round. Also, this hotel, if you want, you can stay here, I will provide you with food and drink, you can stay as long as you want. ”

Zhu Laodao pulled a tissue at this time, didn't overdo it, wiped the corners of his eyes, and then 'rubbed' his chin and threw it in the trash. Then he sighed and said, "Okay, eldest sister, I have a score in my heart about this, so let's not mention it." That, anyway, these 'door' people came to the hotel, what happened to them? ”

Sister Song changed the tea quickly, didn't look up, and said directly: "Didn't I just say hello to the master, his old man went to Qinghai at the end of last month, and said that he would come back for half a year, I hope he will come back soon, Sichuandi, I don't know what kind of demon moth is going to start." ”

The old man pondered, held the cup in his hand and said, "No, I'll help you take a look." ”

Sister Song glanced at the old man: "Okay, you." You, live well, better than anything else. The Song family has no son, and when the little sister is here, your parents treat you like your own son. When you're back, don't toss around, by the way, take the time to go and take a look. ”

Lao Dao nodded silently, and then said: "I won't go to the 'door' at home, you know, I feel uncomfortable when I see those things." ”

Sister Song: "Yes. ”

Lao Dao: "Dad, mother, are you okay?" ”

Sister Song: "The old lady left last year, and suddenly had a 'sexual' cerebral infarction, and after being saved, I was going to let the master renew the old lady's life, but the old lady said that she didn't want to live longer, let it be, and the family didn't violate her will." Then, he spent three months in the intensive care unit of the hospital before finally leaving. ”

Sister Song was calm: "Dad still goes to that teahouse every day, if you want to see him, just go over." ”

Lao Dao: "Got it. ”

When the two said this, after being silent for a few seconds, Lao Dao asked Sister Song: "Those people are in the hotel, nothing will happen." ”

Sister Song coldly: "They dare!" This is in the downtown area, so many people don't say it, they think about it, and they have to see if the master's face is not. I guess they were just afraid of trouble, so they all stayed in the hotel. Otherwise, if you change places, it will be difficult to ensure that these people will not fight. ”

Zhu Lao Dao shook his head and smiled, but didn't say anything.

Next, I drank two more cups of tea, wished Lao Dao a fist, said goodbye to Sister Song, led us, and left in a flash.

Go out of the room 'door' and go back to the house.

Lao Dao first rubbed his face, and then said to me and the third child: "Let's go, this place can't be lived." ”

I understand.

Lao Dao said that he couldn't live, not because there were so many people living in it. It's because of a scar in his heart.

It is useless to say more.

Pack up your things, go downstairs, and 'hand' the room card to the girl at the main station, get up and go out of the hotel with us.

When I got to the 'door' and took a taxi, Lao Dao said to the driver, "Go to Watson Garden on XX Road." ”

The driver started the car, walked for more than ten minutes, arrived at a shop selling dim sum, Lao Dao asked the driver to wait for us for a while, he got out of the car and entered the store, three minutes later, Lao Dao came back with two boxes of wrapped dim sum.

Next, the car drove for more than half an hour, turned into an old street, and stopped at the 'door' of a teahouse.

The style of the teahouse is very old, and there are many people drinking tea inside.

We got out of the car, and Lao Dao asked me to wait with the third child on the side of the road, and then he went in with snacks.

The third child and I craned our necks to take a look, and saw that Lao Dao found an old man who was drinking tea alone at a table in the teahouse.

Then, he put the snack on the table in front of the old man, and the next second, he turned around and left.

And when Lao Dao came back, I saw him and burst into tears......

I didn't say anything to the third child, and I didn't have anything to say. I could only walk along the street for half an hour with Lao Dao. Half an hour later, Lao Dao was calm.

"Let's go, brothers, let's go and sell this 'jade'!"

The third child and I wished that Lao Dao would find something to do, and then turn this energy around. At that moment, the third child waved directly to stop the car, and after sitting down, Lao Dao said a place, got up and left.

In the car, I sat in the back seat with Lao Dao, I looked at him and said, "Okay, the past is all gone." Don't keep thinking about it. ”

Lao Dao: "Brother, I understand the reason, just put it on my body, if I don't want to, when I think of it, this heart is as uncomfortable as a needle prick." Well, no more ado! Let's get this piece of 'jade' out first, and then I'll find someone to inquire about it, and ask what these people are doing here." ”

The car was speeding up, and after about an hour, we arrived at a arts and crafts calligraphy and painting shop called Jigufang.

The shop is very large, look at the 'door' front, very high-grade. In addition, it is also divided into two floors, the first floor is mainly engaged in calligraphy and painting, the four treasures of the study, and a sign is placed at the staircase on the second floor, on which it is written that valuables and "jade" utensils are "traded" and invited to the second floor.

Zhu Lao Dao gave people the feeling that he was a regular customer here, and after he entered the house and glanced at the two or three young girls who were talking together on the first floor, he walked directly to the second floor.

Crossing the stairs and coming to the second floor, I took a look, and the layout was like a tea room, very exciting, but ......

Was this discussed in advance or what, how did we arrange so many people to wait for us?

On the second floor, in the hall, there is a large tea case at the entrance of the staircase.

Behind the case, a white-haired purebred man sits upright.

The gentleman's face is full of 'meat', and he is domineering, and he is holding a big bowl at this time, and he is sitting there like drinking cow, drinking wine in one gulp!

It was definitely wine, and it was extremely spicy, and it was probably still a "medicine" wine soaked in "medicine" materials.

In addition to this, behind the purebred masters, there were also six or seven young people with fierce bodies and big muscles and 'flesh' bumps.

These young people, judging by sight, are not only small masters of foreign kung fu, but more interestingly, they seem to have blades on their bodies.

What is this condition?

Why is this store's style of doing business so unusual?

My mind spun around and I thought, no! Lao Daoliu is destined to commit Tai Sui, it is not appropriate to travel today, we are catching up with others!

This thought just came to my heart.

In the stairs behind him, swishing, I remembered a series of footsteps.

I leaned slightly and glanced back.

In the blink of an eye, five male 'sexual' humans wearing half-sleeved Tang costumes came up.

Among this group of humans, one middle-aged man is the leader, and the remaining four are his followers.

The five of them climbed to the second floor and fanned out.

Three seconds later.

We are caught between these two groups of people.

Zhu Lao Dao blinked, he looked at me, and then at the middle-aged man who was sitting behind the tea table drinking, and he muttered: "Today, it seems that it is really not suitable to travel." ”

The voice fell.

The big man threw the bowl suddenly.

After a loud bang.

Downstairs, with a bang, the big roller shutter 'door' fell.

The third child also blinked his eyes vigorously, then raised his head, pretending to be profound, and said: "Ouch, this shop, the layout is really exciting, ouch, look, what kind of painting is that, hey, is this painting of prawns?" Don't say it, this thing, take the 'hair' pen and press it twice, and the whole prawn is 'very' like, hahaha! That ......"

The third child rubbed his hands: "The painting of the prawns, why can't it be sold for twenty yuan." ”

As soon as the third master finished saying this, suddenly, an old voice sounded behind the four large potted plants: "That's Qi Baishi's real work, twenty yuan, it's not enough for you to look at it!" ”