It's another flower sale.

In front of Chunxiang Building, the old men surrounded the road.

The last oolong incident made Chunxianglou lose face.

This time, it must be redeemed!

"Is it a real cold cloud or a fake cold cloud!"

"Mom, if you talk nonsense again this time, Ming'er will want you to learn to bark in public!"

"Good! I'll give you the money! ”

It's all something!

The old bustard was not angry, smiled and greeted these gentlemen, and by the way, he tried to see who could make the most profit from the sale.

"Master Li, do you want to buy it too? But how did I hear that your Li family's tea shop offended the big buyer and smashed it, can you still take out so much silver? ”

They all followed and coaxed, falling into the well and shouting: "Yes, yes, Li Ye still goes home to guard your stupid wife!" ”

Li Ye took the newly bought Western top hat, covered his face, and hurriedly went into the crowd.

"Yo, isn't this Zhao Ye? Is your dominatrix willing to let you out? Ouch, there are still wounds on my eyes! Arms and legs are all right! Last time, it was at this door, but it scared me to death, I have been doing flower trading for more than ten years, and I have never seen such a fierce girl! You, it's better to go home, life is important! ”

There was another burst of coaxing: "Hahaha, Zhao Ye is a afraid wife, who is going to call Mrs. Zhao!" ”

Zhao Ye's face turned red, and he scolded angrily, "Raised by a son of a bitch, you have to take care of Lao Tzu's affairs!" "In the end, I was scared, and I ran away while the crowd was crowded.

There's no such thing.

The old bustard looked around, this was originally magnanimous, but now it doesn't work, that one has silver, but it's too heavy, a good girl, and he has to get out of bed for ten days and half a month a night, and the one with a small mustache next to him has money, and he is light, but he is an underwear thief, playing with a girl, and stealing a belly pocket by the way, he hates him to death.

Tut.

The old bustard smacked his lips and re-lit the big cigarette.

Alas, I don't know how many days this kiln can be opened, and I heard that the south side has lost a mess, and I am afraid that it will be a few months before this Qian'an comes.

How many masters will have the heart to visit the kiln at that time?

At a glance, I saw Lu Fuhuan in the crowd.

It's him?

That's him! Who could be more suitable?

"Yo, Lu Qiye, you want to kill me! Where have you been these days? Without you and me, the girls of Chunxianglou, are willing to use rouge! ”

As he spoke, he dragged him out and beckoned the girls inside to greet him.

"Mom let go, I'm just passing by."

He has no energy, even haggard, thin and not like a son.

He went to the temple on the mountain these days and asked the host to lock himself in the house, and no one could enter except for three meals a day.

To quit smoking.

For her.

It was hellish torture, as if it was stripping his soul away again and again.

He smashed everything he could, tore up all the scriptures in the room, and slammed into the wall again and again like crazy.

Scarred.

But he lived.

It's like being born again.

He had only come down today, and he had no idea what was going on here. He didn't really want to know, he didn't want to sink anymore.

Because of Leng Yun, he knew how terrible he was at that time.

"Mom let go, I'm in a hurry!"

"What's the urgency?" How can the bustard let go?

"We're selling girls today, why don't you come and see it?"

"I don't look at it." Except for Leng Yun, he doesn't think about anyone else.

"You don't want to know who is selling?"

"No need."

"It's Miss Leng Yun!"

There was a sudden shudder.

Like on the edge of the abyss.

"Who are you talking about!"

"Miss Leng Yun, the Seventh Master won't even forget her! The pearl of the night you had didn't get her a smile! ”

I couldn't hear anything at all.

Lu Fuhuan rushed desperately to Chunxiang Building.

The bustard stopped him.

"You can't see her now."

"I want to see her!"

"Then you have to ask the seventh master to bring the silver. Twenty thousand taels! ”

Silver? It's been a long time since I've seen this thing.

He hurried home.

Take the silver.

Leng Yun sat in front of the bronze glasses, listening to the hustle and bustle outside, tears rolling down the table unconsciously.

Zhuhua lined up a table.

The clothes were also selected and placed on the bed.

The first time I picked up a guest, the old bustard said, dress up in the demon!

Qingmei sat not far away, knowing that she was hesitating in her heart.

"Leng Yun, if you enter our business, don't try to escape this night."

She was silent and looked down at Zhuhua.

"I wanted to persuade you a long time ago, it's just a fireworks woman, don't be so high-spirited, it's better to be low."

"Qingmei, I'm not a fireworks girl, I'm an actor."

"What's the difference?" She remembered the helpless and crying Qiu Chengui who was helpless that night, crying and begging for mercy, "It's not all playthings." ”

A cheer was heard in the distance.

Leng Yun grabbed it in his heart and hurriedly asked, "What's going on!" ”

Qingmei didn't know, and went out to ask the little girl who was chatting around.

"Oh, nothing. It came from the entrance of the vegetable market, and the Yuzhu who killed Uncle Zheng had just been beheaded. ”

Leng Yun was stunned.

The beads rolled to the ground.

Cracking sound..

Like a torrential rain that comes quickly.