Chapter 17: You Have a Story, I Have Wine

Thinking of this, Chang Fuchun put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, since the nine girls now have a sad face, knowing that this is a story to tell, he has a lot of eyesight, he immediately stood up and picked up the wine jug and poured wine for the nine girls.

You have a story, I have wine, that's what I'm saying.

Since the nine girls look like they are talking a long story, of course they have to prepare wine.

Huang Jiu couldn't help but nod happily when he saw Chang Fuchun being so interested.

When she was in Tianmen, the door master had been "captive" her, but she was rarely allowed to have contact with other door people, and basically except for Mr. Teach, and the attendants arranged for her by the door master, she didn't see many people.

And because she is the person of the door master, the attendants who know her existence, although they have always been respectful to her, but it is also because of the face of the door master, and now, Chang Fuchun is so polite to her, it is because of her personal charm, he doesn't know what Tianmen, what door master, purely because of her Huang Jiu, of course, Huang Jiu is very useful.

Nine girls.

Although it was Huang Jiu who told Chang Fuchun's name, she knew that this so-called Huang Jiu was just a code name, she had never heard anyone else call her name since she was a child, except that the door owner kept calling her girl, and others called her Miss, but there was no other title, and later, the door owner called her Xiao Jiu, and that was because she used Huang Jiu's code name, which can be regarded as having a name.

Thinking of this, Huang Jiu thinks that he still has to arrange a better story.

After all, it takes a long time to take root and live in this Changle Town, and now that he has become the new owner of this restaurant, someone will definitely inquire about him.

Huang Jiu coughed, pretending to be bitter and hateful, and sighed deeply.

"Xiao Chunzi, my family's surname, alas, don't say it, I'm the ninth in the family, so my short-lived father irresponsibly named me Ah Jiu, I still have eight brothers and sisters above me, the family is poor, but there are so many mouths to support, my father-"

Speaking of this, Huang Jiu couldn't help but raise his sleeves and wipe the tears that had been squeezed out of the corners of his eyes.

"Sold me to a big family as a stepdaughter."

When the dumb guard heard Huang Jiu's words, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Huang Jiu, who didn't notice the abnormality of the dumb guard, paid all his attention to Chang Fuchun's body, and seeing that the other party had a very pitying expression, Huang Jiu thought that Chang Fuchun believed it.

In this case, of course, the play must be performed in its entirety.

"Although, my new father treats me very well, but he is a guy who doesn't touch the spring water with five fingers, and I have had to do laundry and cooking work since I was a child."

"Nine girls, I see your dress, and your generous appearance, unlike people from poor families, your new father, since he loves you so much, why don't you let your subordinates do it, but let you-"

"You don't know that."

When Huang Jiu heard this, he swept away the miserable appearance just now, and said: "My father, everything is good, but there are some personality problems, which can be said to be a strange one." ”

The dumb guard naturally knew that the "new father" who loved her very much in Huang Jiu's mouth was referring to the master of the Heavenly Gate, and when he heard Huang Jiu say that the master of the door was wonderful, he was careless and smashed the wine bowl in his hand.

"Click!"

Chang Fuchun was startled by the sound of the wine bowl breaking, and he followed the sound and saw that it was Mr. Dumb who crushed the wine bowl.

At this time, Mr. Dumb was shaking his hand, intending to shake off the wine in his hand, Chang Fuchun was worried that Mr. Dumb's hand would be injured, so he couldn't help but look at his hand.

There was no scar at all.

Chang Fuchun was dumb in his heart, this dumb gentleman's hands were really thick.