Chapter Twenty-Three: I'm Not Wrong! I don't recognize it!!
It was dark, and there was silence in Sanniang's tavern.
Du Sansi slept on the bed, the sound of fish swinging their tails in the water tank was rattling, and a ray of moonlight gently passed through the glazed tiles and shone clearly on her face.
Although Zhang Da was scared away, she was not completely at ease, she was afraid that Zhang Da would find it back after reacting.
After all, ghosts are ethereal and can come out to scary, so Zhang Da can also go to a temple and Taoist temple to find a monk and Taoist priest to "disperse".
It doesn't always work out like this, you have to find a way to give him a fatal blow. But what if one doesn't come back at all?
Xiao Bao always can't help but have illusions, holding a little Ah Q spirit, hoping that Zhang Da will retreat from the difficulty.
"Tomorrow I will buy a mattress and a cupboard for the three cubs, and the windows will be replaced to open and close, and if I am not able to sneak into the candlesticks on the wall, I will have to buy them pens, ink, paper, and inkstones, and the paper will be straw paper......"
Du Sansi thought about it in pieces, and the boredom in his heart gradually calmed down.
I don't know why, when she just drove out Zhang Da, she was obviously very satisfied and happy.
But as soon as I lay on the bed, I suddenly felt a feeling of fright, as if I was ...... It's as if something is going to happen.
What will happen?
God gave her the opportunity to wear a book, didn't it make her a good passerby?
The plot on her body has already ended, she has no system, and she doesn't think about going home after finishing the plot, life is the same everywhere, what other heavy responsibilities can she not have?
"How is that possible?"
She's just an ordinary person.
If you want to say that it is extraordinary, that little villain still has a big male protagonist by his side, what is the responsibility of not keeping him right, after all, he should have died last time, and he made a joke by mistake, but it also changed his fate......
It's changed.
Du Sansi sat up with a hesitant expression.
Has the fate of the little cannon fodder really changed?
After all, Sima Qing is still staying in Duanfu, although the last time I saw him and the little villain look like "good brothers", it was very destructive to the character, but, but ......
Pounding, pounding, pounding.
Her heart beat suddenly, as if something was reminding her and urging her.
Du Changsi covered his chest, a little uncomfortable, a little surprised.
No, she's just an ordinary person, and it's just a ...... to live a new life It's just to live an ordinary life, she's just a coward, just like the one time she saved people in the alley, counting that time, she has already saved the little villain twice.
No, no, and the day I first came over the book, the poisoned wine that was knocked down, pinching my fingers should have been three times.
Three times......
Why was it touched by myself three times?
And every time I was solved by chance? She's just an ordinary person, can ordinary people have so many coincidences?
Du Sansi grimaced, and lay back again, trying to calm his heartbeat. But it wasn't until dawn that the place where the heart was located finally returned to normal, and the person slowly fell asleep.
She's just an ordinary person.
There are no missions or tasks, just live your life.
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With dark circles under his eyes, Du Sansi finally woke up.
At this moment, the merchants outside have already left, and the time is a little late, but because of the incident of last night, the tavern is not open, and the people on the left and right do not find it strange.
Most of the things in the store were smashed by that big one, they thought, it's really pitiful, it's only been a few days since it opened, and it has caused such a bad relative.
Du Sansi walked out groggily, and was hugged by the official when he went down the stairs, "Boss lady, boss lady!" Shall we go out now? β
Du Sansi saw that Wang Gou and Zhou Dandan had actually gotten up, the tavern had been cleaned, and the three of them were wearing new clothes and shoes, and their eyes were shining like stars.
They reminded Du San of the orphanage he had been in.
Forget it, don't think about it, let's clean up the sleeping place for them first!
"Don't be busy yet," Du Sansi rolled up his sleeves, "First move out all the old things in your work room and throw them away, and my sister will buy you new ones!" β
Sister?
Du Sansi didn't wait for the three of them to react, so he pulled a piece of cloth to cover his nose, "Take a broom!" β
It's a pity that it's not a concrete floor, it's a cement ...... Hey?
Cement?
An idea crossed Du Sansi's mind, and before he could take shape, he was attracted by Zhou Dandan's cautious inquiry, "Old Gang Niang...... So, then can we call you sister? β
Du Sansi came back to his senses and saw that the three of them were blushing, and they were nervously pinching their new clothes.
They are frightened by the trespassing, and they are cowered by their ambitions.
They were only eleven or twelve years old.
I'm fifteen, I'm almost sixteen.
It's nothing to be a sister, everyone is an orphan anyway.
"Well, let's call it." Du Sansi blinked and chuckled, "Anyway, we are all children without fathers and mothers, and if I have a bite to eat in the future, it will not be short of you." β
The eyes of the three of them immediately turned red, and only people like them, who have experienced begging, trafficking, and beatings, know how important it is to have a relative who is willing to be good to them.
"Sister!"
"Hmm."
"Sister!"
"I hear you."
"Sister!!"
ββ¦β¦ Go get the broom! β
Zhang Da slept with Du Sansi didn't want to look at it, so he simply let them carry out with the bed board, and Du Sansi took a look at the land in the house, although he didn't say anything, he was already thinking about the cement in his heart.
Anyway, she worked as a cement worker for two months, but she didn't know where the limestone with clay was, and she estimated that she would have to go to the city in a few days.
Du Sansi smiled and took his three children to a Sichuan restaurant for dinner.
"Tokyo Menghualu" contains: There are more Sichuan restaurants, which select the best meat noodles, large and small meat noodles, large and small meat wipes, pan-cut and burned meat, miscellaneous fried events, and raw and cooked cooked rice. There are also southern restaurants...... There is also a scoop shop...... Hundred end calling.
There are countless restaurants and restaurants in Lin'an, some taverns have a long history, day and night, and there are more than 1,000 people who open the door.
Du Sansi was very low-key, huddled in a corner with his three children to eat noodles and meatloaf, looked at the big restaurant opposite with envy, and couldn't give birth to the slightest jealousy.
She knows her own ability, but now she doesn't have the confidence to open such a big restaurant.
"Sister," Wang Gou asked honestly, "I'm afraid I'll have to go to the streets and alleys of Qiaoshi to find wood and bamboo craftsmen, I heard that the materials are bamboo, stone slabs, and wood, what are we going to use?" β
Zhou Dandan knocked him on the head and warned: "Stupid! What good can we use in that house, the ground is flat, of course, it is wooden! β
"It's supposed to be wood," Du Sansi sandwiched a piece of meat to them and said in a low voice, "But you must use good wood that is resistant to moisture, otherwise winter is coming, and you are afraid that you will die of cold." Build a fireplace in the corner, huh...... The bed is piled up into a kang, and wood can be added to the fire, and you are not afraid of the cold when you sleep. β
The official was a little uneasy, "I'm afraid that the mason will rip off the bamboo." β
Du Sansi touched the silver he was carrying, not much, but it should be enough, so he gritted his teeth and smiled, "It's okay, we have to buy a quilt later, it's almost winter, we should add a winter coat, right?" β
As for the money...... You'll always earn it back!
You can't starve your children even if you're hungry!
Du Sansi's face did not change, people came and went outside, the officials of the fire building ran fast, I don't know which family went to the water again, Du Sansi looked at the Western Jin Dynasty version of "firefighters", and sighed secretly: "Actually, it was quite easy to mix in ancient times." β
In this way, the four of them spent an afternoon looking for carpenters, filling in mud walls, mending furniture, and so on. There wasn't much time, I worked overtime to finish it, and it was getting dark.
"Thank you, master, this is your salary," Du Sansi saw that the mason was not young, and gave an extra tael of silver, "It's getting late, I won't keep you, Qi Guan, go to the kitchen and get some beef." β
The mason was flattered and embarrassed, "This ...... This is so wasteful, it should be, it should be. β
Saying this, his hand held the silver tightly.
Du Sansi used to be lonely and miserable, earning money to feed the orphanage, and he had a lot of pity for the poor and the weak, and he didn't expose it.
But after the mason received the beef, he bowed to her again, and said cautiously: "Good host, the little old man wants to ask, what about you...... Kang's approach, can I ...... the two masters and apprentices?"
His appearance of wanting to speak and stopping was not too familiar, Du Sansi smiled and nodded, "Sanniang sells wine, and she doesn't do the business of laying tiles and repairing houses, if you can use this method, you can use it." β
The old man couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Very good, very good!" Good owner kindness, what work will happen in the future, please don't forget the little old man! β
After sending the two masters and apprentices, Du Sanniang looked back and saw that there was still a small box on the ground, and the three children had already entered the renovated work room to spread joy.
She couldn't help but laugh and took the box in, "It's all pen, ink, paper, and inkstone here, and the desk will be sent by Ming'er, so you can visit it yourself." The mattresses are all new, and today I went to the bathroom and washed my whole body before I was allowed to go to bed, you know? β
"Got it, sister!" The official screamed especially loudly, holding his new dark green pillow and his face flushed.
Du Sansi put the box down, knowing that the three of them would not be quiet for a while, so he went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the tavern.
Duan Servant's hoarse voice sounded outside, and there was also a crying voice, "Three ladies! Three ladies help! Hurry up and save my young master! He'sβhe's dying......"
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"I'm not wrong!"
In the ancestral hall of the Duan family, the wind is howling.
The dim sky shrouded Lin'an, the lantern illuminated the bluestone paved road like an eye, Zhang Qing walked back and forth at the door, looking anxious, and wanted to push the door in several times, but was blocked back.
"Can't fight," although he has only taught for two days, he is also his own disciple in the end, Zhang Qing really can't listen to it anymore, "If you continue to fight, people will really die!" β
Zhang Hui sighed: "This little Yanei obviously only needs to admit his mistake, why does he refuse to let go?" β
Zhang Qing snorted coldly, "What are you loose?" You see that he was punched several times by me when he was practicing martial arts, but did he ever scream in pain? It's tougher than those brothers in our army! β
"Actually, he didn't do anything wrong," Zhang Hui looked strange, "it's ...... Ahem, it should be carried on people's backs. β
Syllable!
Another whip.
Zhang Qing's scalp was numb when he heard this, but the tortured person was still stiff, "I'm not wrong!" β
"This bastard!" Zhang Qing stomped his feet in anger.
Seeing that he was going back and forth again, Zhang Hui couldn't help but speak, "Don't worry, you are really anxious to sit inside." You didn't see that? The prefect's soul is about to be drained. β
The two looked at each other and sighed in unison.
In the ancestral hall, the lights are bright.
Han Swordsman was a little numb, "Childe, do you want to continue?" β
Duan Jiu was cold, looking at his son in the patio covered in cold sweat, half of his body was bloody, and his feet were almost weak, "I can't continue!" β
"Shibo," Dong Qing's cold voice was as ruthless as a knife, "Shibo, as the governor of the palace, should better understand what it is to know the law and break the law. β
"But, but he's still young," Duan Jiu's voice was hoarse, "I'll teach him later, can't you?" β
Dong Qing glanced at him calmly, "He's seventeen, not young." β
Duan Jiu's face was like ashes, "If you fight again, he will die." It's me who can't teach my son, I can't raise it, and it's my father's fault that I ......."
It's me who wants him to be a gentleman.
I was the one who drove him crazy.
It's all me!
Hit me!!
Duan Jiu's teeth chattered, and he almost wanted to cry.
Dong Qing sighed and looked at the courtyard.
The young man hugged his arms, first a wounded lone wolf, and had already received thirty lashes on his back. He had been kneeling here for a whole day before the thirty-two lashes.
"There are no rules, there is no circle," Dong Qing's expression was complicated, the young man was able to persist until now, it was really a little unexpected for him, he came to the young man, squatted down, the soft and heavy satin white clothes were like ripples, and said softly, "...... San Lang, be nice, admit your mistakes, don't force me. β
Duan Saburo sneered like a wolf who never knew how to get tired and admit defeat, his beautiful and sharp eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth fiercely.
"Why do you care about me? You, ahem, who am I? β
Dong Qing narrowed his eyes dangerously, his clear eyes were cold and gloomy, and he suddenly pinched his jaw, "San Lang...... If you ignore the law, I should kill you. Give you a chance to admit your mistakes, you should cherish them, and don't be disobedient. β
The little wolf cub had red eyes, and his eyes were stubborn and unyielding, "I said that I was not wrong!" I wasn't wrong! I don't recognize it!! β
Dong Qing was a little difficult to ride a tiger.
He stood up and could only give orders.
"Go on, don't hit him until he admits his mistake, don't stop."