In less than a stick of incense, the tooth man who sold the house took the contract over, and he was a little afraid of Siming, and said from a distance, "Wang Dongjia, I got the title deed from the owner of the house, you have to show me the silver ticket first, and I will give it to you." ”

Siming crumpled the silver ticket into a ball of paper, threw it at the tooth man, and said to Ah Wu, "Take the contract and send it off." ”

Ah Wu didn't dare to talk much, went to get the title deed, and sent the tooth man out, and kept apologizing to the tooth man on the way, "You are so considerate, the owner has encountered some difficulties, and it has not always been like this." As he spoke, he stuffed some pieces of silver into the tooth man, "I hope you don't tell anyone about this." ”

Naturally, the tooth people were not able to hold their mouths, and the small proprietor of Bihua Pavilion smashed the house was soon known to everyone, and he was obviously a low-key young man before, no different from other people with a little savings, and the tea party officially took the east wind of the Ma family, which was regarded as entering the eyes of some people, but at this time such a joke was made, and it inevitably spread for a while.

Siming didn't care too much about these things, took some change of clothes, and went to live alone in the house on South Street, where it was not convenient to eat and drink, and the broken windows still let it continue to be broken.

The Ma family sent people to urge them several times, but they didn't see anyone coming, and finally came over and gave an ultimatum, if you don't go, you will never go again.

It didn't work to go to Siming's place, so he kicked people out and closed the door again.

Like a chess piece on a chessboard that slipped off, this orphan who was adopted in the early years suddenly fell out of the board, and when the chess pieces landed, Ma Bin could hear a muffled sound on the ground.

Ma Bin hated a little, hated that God was too arrogant when he was young, and after he became famous in his father's tea garden, he almost didn't encounter twists and turns.

The twilight was over, and the guy sent out came back, only bringing back a useless word, "Dongjia, Wang's Dongjia still hasn't said that they want to come." ”

I don't know why, when Ma Bin heard the words 'Wang Dongjia' at this time, he felt that this son couldn't see through, so he went out to set up his own door and stayed away from the tea garden. Who knows that the changes over the years have made him a climate outside, not to mention, even his own family has to do many things with him, the most hateful thing is that this bridge can't be crossed this year, and I don't know if Li Ming can believe it.

When Pinyuan came back from outside, he saw that it was dark in the hall and the door was open, so he took the lantern to take a photo, but he saw his father staring at him, and he was so frightened that he almost lost the lamp in his hand, patted his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Dad, you are just saying it, why don't you hold the lamp, it's dark, and it scares me to death." Then he put the lamp on the side table and sat down.

Ma Bin looked at this child who was doted on by himself to the end, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he used to think that you were young and gave you a few more years of freedom, and then he drove the ducks to the shelves, barely holding up the face. But I didn't dare to hand over the things here, and I used to think that after Wang San dealt with these things, I would hand over a bright tea garden to you, but now I don't know if it's too late.

"Where did you go?"

Pinyuan didn't know what his father meant, so he picked something that didn't go wrong and said, "I went to meet some friends." ”

"Who?"

Lacking confidence, he naturally didn't dare to speak loudly, and said in a snort, "It's the people who usually meet, I'll discuss some things with them." ”

"A bunch of kids, there's something to discuss. You look at Mingxin, learn a little, and occasionally go to the tea garden to have a look, it's really three years old. ”

"Got it."

Pinyuan thought about his own affairs in his heart, so he took the lamp and went back to his room.

Pin Yuan took out a lotus pattern purse from the bookcase, put it on the desk, and dialed the wick of the lamp to make the oil lamp brighter. With the opening of the purse facing downwards, a small stone just enough to hold in your hand rolled out of it, leaving a small visible scar on the desk everywhere it went.

Hiss, this is distressing, Pinyuan hurriedly held the stone, this table was begging his father to buy Nanmu, why is this stone so prickly, a little more thorny than himself, rolled a few times, and injured the table.

Pin Yuan no longer dared to let the stone be naked on the table, held it with both hands, and put it on the edge of the lamp to check, it was crystal clear, this must be a good stone, Pin Yuan thought to himself, so he took it into the bag again and put it away.

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In the evening, another member of the Ma family went to Siming's house. It was almost late at night, Siming was sitting alone in the courtyard, and there was a knock at the door.

It seems that the three-entry house is not comfortable to live in, there is no servant, and it is very tiring to even open the door. When the door was opened, the man's face was hidden under the hood, and it was almost impossible to see who it was.

After a while, Siming seemed to remember, his eyes squinted at the man, and he said, "Didn't you say, don't you see you again?" This is its own thing. ”

Hearing this, the man trembled, turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Siming.

"What do you mean?"

The man also knew that he was not reasonable, and he opened his mouth several times to speak, but he stopped talking. When the two were at a stalemate, the sound of the carriage rolling over the bluestone slab came from nowhere, which was very harsh in the quiet street.

Almost at the same time, the two entered the house and closed the door. Just about to lock the door, Siming felt a burst of softness rushing towards his body, and he couldn't help but stop locking the door in his hand.

After a long while, he said, "It's all married women, please respect yourself." ”

The woman was visibly stunned for a moment, then withdrew her hand tremblingly and said, "I'm sorry." ”

Siming locked the door and walked into the courtyard, and the people behind him also followed, and the house was not lit up, it was dark, and only a little moonlight in the sky illuminated the road on the ground.

"Tell me, what are you going to do?"

The man took off his hood, revealing a face that was a little pale in the moonlight, but much better than it had been a few months earlier. Looking around, it was a mess, the doors and windows were broken, rotten, not like a house, but like a broken temple.

"I just came to see you, I wasn't going to come in." The woman bowed her head and said.

Siming laughed, "So, it's mine, isn't it?" ”

"No..." The woman became even more cramped, feeling that she would not be able to stay in the next second, and wanted to run away.

Si was obviously a little impatient, and said angrily, "You don't have to be so pitiful, it's not like you." It's clear that I'm here by myself, so do you care about these things? ”

"I..."

"I'll help you say, it's gone. You want me to help you get your property back? It's a good thing to do late at night. ”

The woman stood up and said, "I don't, I don't want to involve you, I'm here to persuade you to go, go quickly, wherever you want, and I'll beg you not to break into this maelstrom again." ”

"Don't you think it's too late? If you really think like that, you shouldn't have thought about the Fa two years ago and let me come back. When you come back, you don't see me again, and now you remember me and want me to go, how can it be so easy? ”

"At that time, I didn't want to live anymore, I wanted to see you for the last time." The woman sighed.

Siming got angry and replied bitterly, "When I come back, you don't want to die?" What a panacea. Or is it a medicine primer? Remind your husband for you. ”

The woman stopped talking, and looked straight at Siming, silent tears sliding down her cheeks.

Seeing the woman like this, Siming also felt that he was too much, handed her a handkerchief, and said, "Wipe it, I said it wrong." ”

But the woman didn't pick it up, but still looked at Siming, and after a long time said, "I might as well die two years ago, at least you haven't changed then." ”

"Say what you can't die for." Siming smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Zhou, who I told you before, died, and he saved me again, and died in front of my eyes, and I couldn't even avenge him." I haven't had time to repay him anything, and I owe him a favor. ”

"I don't think he needs anything from you to reciprocate." The woman bowed her head and said.

"Perhaps, I don't have anything to give him."

"Let's go, leave it alone." The woman got up and went away.

"I will help you, take back the family property, and let Mingxin sit in the position of the head of the Ma family." Siming said again.

The woman turned around and said with a smile, "Brother Qiao, can you call me again?" ”

"Sister."

The woman turned and walked away, trembling slightly, step by step, out the door, and back into the darkness. After a long time, Siming went to lock the door again and went back to sleep.

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The courtyard of the Liang family in the northwest was not peaceful at this time, although the houses on both sides were quiet, the one in the middle was suffering a wave of anger.

The old lady with the white beard seems to always have an endless breath, either the teacup suffers, or the vase has something, no, another vase from the official kiln has suffered, and the old lady has pushed it to the ground with his backhand, broken, and the water in the bottle has all spilled out, flowing all over the ground, although the flower is still alive, it will also die soon.

"What are you doing?" The anger was obviously directed at Liang Sanye on the side, Liang Sheng.

Liang Sheng scratched his ears as if he hadn't heard it, cocked Erlang's legs again, tidied up his clothes, and after a long time, he said slowly, "It's a girl who ran out, you just treat her as dead." ”

There was another sound of a broken vase, and Liang Sheng was really a little distressed by this smash, so he hurriedly said, "Meng'er is about to bring her back, why are you in a hurry." This innocent girl, what do you want her to do when she comes back. ”

"If you lose it, pick it up. Let Li Ming take care of it a little, and quickly deal with that kid. ”

Liang Sheng spread his hands helplessly and said, "To put it lightly, there are people around him to protect him, and he can't get his hands a few times, so he can only wait for him to come to the door by himself." ”

"A bunch of rubbish! Give him a strong dose and go take one of the hairpins used by the three girls and send them away. ”

Liang Sheng was embarrassed and said, "Does this work?" The girl Meng'er said was abandoned. ”

"If I tell you to go, just go!"

The night was hazy, Liang Sheng did not stay in the old lady's room for a long time, went to the gatehouse to inform him, and then took a carriage to leave the northwest courtyard and go all the way to the dock.