Jin Zhan didn't have to think about it, and he knew that the people in his courtyard had been sent down.

The anger in his chest rushed up, and when he saw the basket of fruits in the house, he angrily asked the little servant to bring some citrus and pears over.

Didn't my mother despise these things? He wants to eat!

The little guy didn't dare to disobey Jin Zhan's order, so he had to take a few of them and whispered: "Childe, it's late autumn now, the weather is getting colder, and your health is not yet well, so let's eat less of these cold fruits!" ”

Jin Zhan glanced at him coldly, ignored him, took a citrus over and peeled it himself.

The little guy was glanced at by Jin Zhan, and he was so frightened that he immediately shrank his neck and lowered his head deeply, for fear that if he angered his master, he would be beaten up and sold like those who served in this courtyard before.

Jin Zhan tasted a citrus fruit, ate a pear, and asked the little servant to wash a bunch of grapes.

I don't know if it's because of these fruits, after Jin Zhan ate the last bunch of grapes, the anger in his heart dissipated unconsciously. Although he was still dissatisfied with his mother's approach, his anger calmed down.

He thought that after his body recovered, he would have to personally come to the door to thank Zhou Tian and Gan Lin, and apologize to them for his mother's faux pas.

……

A few days later.

Gan Lin got up early in the morning, and after breakfast, he went out on the street with Zhou Tian.

In the past few days, Zhou Tian has accompanied her out shopping, mainly to visit those shops that sell soap horns, and when she is tired of shopping, she will go to a teahouse and sit down, order a pot of tea, two plates of pastries, and eat while listening to books.

In the past few days, Gan Lin has been to three teahouses. Every teahouse has a storyteller, and they tell the same story.

Talented and beautiful women, from meeting and falling in love, to hating and killing each other, and finally ending in tragedy.

When Gan Lin listened to it for the first time, she heard it with relish, and she was unconsciously attracted by the plot, which was on par with what she had seen before, dog blood was quite bloody, but it was quite interesting.

But the second time in the teahouse, different storytellers told the same story.

The third time, when she heard this story again, she couldn't help but complain to Zhou Tian, saying: "Are all the teahouses in the capital run by one boss?" This boss likes to hear this kind of bloody and sadistic story so much? ”

Zhou Tian looked at Gan Lin inexplicably: "? ”

Gan Lin took a sip of tea and sighed: "Why can't talented and beautiful people love each other and grow old together?" The author who wrote this story is also incomprehensible, can't you write the story beautifully? Life is so difficult, and it is so difficult to listen to a story and be abused. ”

Zhou Tian glanced at Gan Lin deeply and said, "Maybe this is the personal preference of the writer?" ”

Gan Lin listened to a story for three days in a row, and he was still sadistic and tragic, and his heart was a little blocked.

She pursed her lips and said, "Don't come to the teahouse next time, let's just find a roadside stall and sit and rest for a while." ”

I really don't want to hear it again. But the other guests in this teahouse listened to it with relish and never got tired of it.

At this moment, the two people at the next table chatted quietly.

"Do you think that the hero in this story is a bit like the Zhou family?"

Zhou Ting's sense of hearing was keen, and when he heard them mention the Zhou family, he subconsciously pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

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