The church meetings of each family usually start at noon, so by that time, there were not many people in Zuihua Street.

Boss He of Hexi Ban is a slightly chubby middle-aged man, he is a good person, loves talents, is literate, has a good temper, and never argues with others.

But he loves money like his life.

"Xiaotong, how big can it be to make you so angry? You know how hard I put into fighting for the Lu family's business! If you don't go, forget it, how can you push the Caiyun class to Steward Lu! ”

Qiu Xiaotong didn't explain, so he made a pot of Biluochun and made a cup for Boss He.

He was grateful that he appreciated him, but he never considered him a confidant.

There are some words that outsiders can't understand.

"Half a month, I will lose 1,000 taels of silver! One thousand taels! ”

He stretched out his round fingers, gestured, and poured the tea from the cup in one gulp.

"I'll pay you back."

Qiu Xiaotong didn't even look at him.

"Boss He, we'll leave tomorrow."

"Let's go? Where to go? Who's going? You guys? ”

"We. Where to go, it is not yet known. ”

As soon as the autumn cold clouds arrived, they left Qian'an City and found another way out.

The luggage is all ready, three people, three small baggage.

"You're gone, what should I do with Xiban?"

"Aren't there still Liu Xianggong and them?"

"The old man wants you two brothers by name!"

"Which gentleman?"

"Governor Yang's house. Next month, Mrs. Yang will celebrate her birthday, and the young master of his family will ask you two brothers to go by name, and no one will succeed! I have already answered the news that just came today! ”

It's that Yang Yizheng again, he must be a heart!

Fortunately, the dust will go out at this time, or let him hear it, it will be troublesome again.

"I can't go. It's okay to change to another family, but it's not okay for other families. ”

"Who said no?"

"I said it!"

Qiu Xiaotong's eyes widened, and Boss He trembled three times in fright.

He didn't mean it, he just heard the one surnamed Yang, so he was angry.

"You...... If you think about it again, then Young Master Yang has paid a lot of money! ”

Boss He left with his inflexible body, and out of politeness, Qiu Xiaotong sent him to the door.

Lu Fulin was like a thief, hiding behind a tree and probing his brain.

Suddenly, he looked at the autumn Xiaotong, panicked, and turned around to leave.

The old man locked him up for seven days, but he came out over the wall.

He tore his robe and covered his face with ash, just to look at him.

In two days and one night, he copied three love poems.

"Happy fun, parting bitter, there are more crazy children in it, you should have a ......"

"When will this water rest, and when will this hatred end? I only hope that your heart will be like my heart, and I will live up to my love......"

"There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I ...... in my heart"

But I don't understand the affection.

Qiu Xiaotong saw him and naturally understood his intentions.

He chased after him and shouted, "Third Young Master! ”

He's going to talk to him today.

Lu Fulin stopped, but he didn't look back, holding on to the tree, restrained and embarrassed.

"Why are you doing this? You are the young master of the Lu family! ”

Qiu Xiaotong is well-intentioned, how could Lu Fulin not understand!

He looked sad, his head bowed, and his hands hung down.

"I want to see him, just look, not speak!"

"Don't see him!"

He is the second Yang Yizheng, and Yang Yizheng was also so hard to pursue the return of autumn dust.

Qiuchen is soft-hearted, and he can't stand such enthusiasm.

Yang Yizheng just wanted to tease him, who knows what the purpose of this Lu Fulin is!

Qiu Xiaotong is more mature than his younger brothers and sisters, and he has experienced more than them, so he is more indifferent.

In his eyes, there is no color in this world.

He seemed to hate everything, disgust for no reason.

Qiu Chengui stood at the end of the street, carrying a box of halva, which was prepared for Leng Yun.

He saw Lu Fulin from afar.

Even if you are embarrassed, standing on this drunken flower street, it is still conspicuous.

Naturally, Lu Fulin also saw him.

He bypassed Qiu Xiaotong and went to his side, but was pushed by Qiu Xiaotong.

He slammed into a tree and tore his clothes in embarrassment.

"Dust, I'm ......"

"Don't talk to him! Dust back, you go back to the house! ”

Qiuchen returned to the obedient and turned his gaze away, as if he didn't see him.

His mood was a little complicated, uneasy, scared, and apologetic.

He put down the halva and quickly picked up his brother's fan.

"Xiaosheng didn't want to fight with Miss's ears and temples, and his love was long......"

No, no, Xiaosheng plays with a fan, don't want an orchid finger.

He's a man, he's a man! Don't be a daughter, don't be a daughter!

Lu Fulin watched him walk into the house, distracted, frozen there.

"Did he change his singing to Xiaosheng?"

"I've changed my singing to Xiaosheng."

"It's good, it's better to sing Xiaosheng, better!"

"Third Young Master, you love him on the stage, that's fake, you should wake up."

"Who told you that I love him on stage!"

"You sons and brothers......"

"I'm different from those people, I'm different!"

He was a little insane and smashed his fist into the tree, bleeding.

He forced himself to leave, turned around, and saw Lu An.

And the father.

Master Lu found out when he left the bookstore, and followed him secretly, until he reached the door of Hexiban.

Cut the grass to remove the roots.

"Smash me!"

"Master, where is it?"

"Smash that pansi hole that raises plays! Pull out that man or woman and beat me hard! ”

He pointed with his big hand, and Lu An must obey his fate.

He came today to catch the little brute who seduced his son, and it was he who ruined the rest of his life that he had arranged.

The sign of Hexiban fell to the ground with a bang, and Qiu Xiaotong looked at the smoke and dust raised, and his face was expressionless.

This is not an uncommon thing in Drunken Flower Street.

The young brother falls in love with the play, and the old man smashes the scene.

He saw too much, and he was wooden.

"Father, don't smash, don't smash!"

Lu Fulin was like a chick, with his arms outstretched to stop those sticks.

But he was weak in the end, and he was pulled by Lu An, so he couldn't move.

Qiu Chengui was carried out by someone, pressed to the ground, kneeling on the ground, hanging his head.

Master Lu is more powerful than the sky, and it is common for him to use lynching in public. What's more, he's just a joke.

Qiu Xiaotong was angry, but this group of people are all real practitioners, what can he do alone!

It's not that he was beaten with his hands behind his back, watching his junior brother being beaten.

But Qiu Chengui straightened his waist, and even if he lay down, he immediately stood up again.

The younger sister said that she should look up to herself first.

Lu Fulin's heart twitched, then he broke free of Lu An's hand and rushed over, trying to help him up.

For the first time, he rebelled in front of his father.

Such an act completely annoyed Master Lu. He snatched the stick from Lu An's hand and swung it at his son's legs.

Ruthlessly, without a hint of hesitation.

This is his flesh and blood, and it is understandable that he beats him.

There is filial piety under the stick, and if you don't fight, you can't be talented.

A son who is not angry, it is better not to have one!

Lu Fulin only felt that his legs were not his own.

Pain or pain? I don't feel anything.

He fell to the ground and raised his head to meet his lowered eyes.

I heard his sigh.

"I was wrong."

He remembered the words of that little girl that night.

Qiu Chengui didn't speak, just smiled faintly.

The world is desolate, and everything is silent.