Qiu Chengui walked behind her at some point, and as soon as she turned around, she almost bumped into him.

"Little brother, have you been woken up?"

The dust should not be returned, and he asked lightly: "What is the benefit you gave to Young Master Yang?" ”

Leng Yun's eyes dodged, he lost his usual self-confidence, and wanted to enter his house, but was stopped by Qiu Chengui.

"What the hell is it?"

"Nothing, I have my own ideas." It's still the same sentence.

"Isn't it Momoling!" He was slightly angry.

Leng Yun sneered: "You heard it all, why do you bother to ask me again?" ”

When did her eyes become so cold?

"Senior sister, senior sister, how are you!"

He couldn't bear to scold her, not even a cruel word.

This is the younger sister she regards as a writer, and she is a person who depends on each other.

But what is the difference between her and the worldly people?

"Every man sweeps the snow in front of his own door." She gritted her teeth and said that she would never admit her mistake.

He raised his hand, but he couldn't bear to fall.

She smiled wryly.

"Little brother, I know what you want to say."

She was wrong to do so, didn't she know it?

But she had such a hard time in Chunxiang Building, what did he know? Every day, he is painted with heavy oil paint, wearing a thick line, and singing girlfriend grievances on the three-foot stage.

Whether you laugh or cry, it's all just to please those prostitutes.

It's long gone.

When she took off the oil paint, she looked like and even remembered herself.

His raised hand did not fall on her face, but on his own.

She was shocked.

"It's all my fault! If I hadn't killed him, I wouldn't be where I am today. Murder should pay for life, and one report will be repaid. ”

"Little brother, don't say it...... Don't go on! She robbed him of his words.

He listened to her and didn't say any more. Weakly, sit down.

There will never be only one hurdle in life, one after another, desperately making people want to die.

Three years ago, Chunxianglou invited his brothers and sisters over, but the prostitute was not clean, touched the backstage, and was rude.

Qiu Chengui killed him by mistake, and his body was buried in the backyard of Chunxiang Building, which was used as a threat by the old bustard, and was often brought up.

For the sake of the little brother, Leng Yun voluntarily stayed, signed the deed of sale, and could not accompany the guests, but he had to sing day and night.

Qing people.

"It's just a new place, it's no different from the past." She advised him.

Where is the shelter?

No.

"This is for you." Leng Yun put the copy of "Peony Pavilion" on the table, "I heard about you and the third young master of the Lu family." ”

"Nothing."

"Last time I asked you and Young Master Yang, you said the same thing."

"Lu Sanye is different from Yang Gongzi."

He took the book in his hand and turned it, the first page.

Hook with a cinnabar pen: I don't know what to do, go deep.

His heart for him is all in this sentence.

He understood, and hurriedly closed the book.

He's a man, not a girl!

"I'm going to Chunxiang Building."

"What are you doing there?"

"I'm going to pick up Momoling!"

"She can't come back! She's ......"

She hurriedly covered her mouth.

Qiu Chengui ignored her again, and for the first time, he was a little tired of her.

Put on your cloak and go out.

Leng Yun was a little stunned, and when he saw that he was far away, he hurriedly chased after him.

In front of Chunxiang Building, it was still bustling, and I couldn't tell what happened last night. Women are still charming and charming, and men are still dog-like and drunk.

Eden Garden.

Living death.

Heaven is sometimes hell.

Qiu Chengui strode in, without his previous timidity, holding his chest up, living like a real man.

"Yo, who are you looking for? Are there any girls who serve regularly? The silver screen small silk handkerchief waved and threw itself at him.

"I'm looking for Momoling." He was in the middle of this flower hall, and the woman's chanting and laughter were endless, and he sounded upset.

He said that he was looking for Peach Bell, and the silver screen changed his face in an instant, and he said coldly: "What Peach Bell, the girl who sold it for the first time is going to change her name." We don't have peach bells here from this day forward. ”

"I'm looking for Momoling!" He rushed inside, looking for her by feeling.

"Okay, okay, Momoling is accompanying the guests, do you want to wait?"

"Don't wait!"

"The master of the family used the silver!"

"How much he came out, I give double!"

"10,000 taels, can you afford it?" The silver screen gave him a blank look.

He can't afford it.

If you don't have silver, you can't enter the kiln, and you can only think about it when you are warm.

The thugs were fully prepared and swarmed up in three or five.

And he is so thin, like a girl's body, he only needs one person to stand out.

"Little brother!" Leng Yun watched from the other side and saw that he was thrown out like a drunk, so he couldn't hide it.

Yinping saw her and hurriedly beckoned to the thugs: "Catch her in, hurry!" He turned around and shouted, "Mom, Leng Yun is back!" ”

What's the use of her coldness? In their eyes, it's not just something that can be exchanged for money.

Qiu Chengui was set aside, and everyone surrounded her.

The old bustard walked towards her with a smile and applauded: "Qian'an City is so big, I don't believe you can really escape!" ”

She took a sip of her.

The old bustard was not angry, and wiped his face happily.

What is there to be angry about, because she escaped, she was able to sell Peach Bell for a good price, and now that she is back, she can sell it for a good price.

"Please, Miss Leng Yun, I didn't let anyone move your room, I knew you would come back."

"Where's Momoling?"

"Thanks to you, I am an adult. In your playful words, it is...... Out of school. ”

Qiu Chengui struggled to get up: "How much, I'll redeem her!" ”

The old bustard glanced coldly: "I'm afraid you don't have so much money." ”

The conversation changed: "But if any of you is willing to sing alone for that Zheng Gongzi for a few days, he can return the peach bell to you." ”

"Which Zheng Gongzi?"

"Who else, Zheng Shaochen, Zheng Dagongzi!"

With silver, everyone is a son, and such a ruffian, there are people who are willing to hug him.

And it was he who bought Peach Bell, and Leng Yun was also a little guilty at this time.

She had thought she would eventually be able to escape on her own.

Yuan also thought that she could meet an amorous son as said in the play.

Yuan also felt that he had helped her by doing this, otherwise she would have to be a maid for the rest of her life.

…………

What a ridiculous assumption, Xu Xu herself did not realize it, it was just an excuse for her own sin.

"Zheng Gongzi has admired you for a long time, and you just sang for him for three or five days, so that he could listen to enough, and Xu sang to make him happy, so he agreed."

The bustard is just calculating how much money he can make, and such a scoundrel, everyone knows that it is impossible to hand over Peach Bell.

"That kind of person, I don't sing to him!"

Leng Yun is still arrogant, choosing people, and no one is allowed to choose her.

"You don't sing...... I sing. "Qiu Chengui's voice is as small as a mosquito.

He also has no confidence, the matter of Cuiyun Building, with Zheng Gongzi in the middle, he still doesn't dare to look at him.

"Mom, I'm going to dress up." He didn't hesitate.

Leng Yun was suddenly aggrieved, his nose was sour, he chased after him and grabbed his sleeve.

"Little brother, little brother!" He ignored her.

"You agreed because you felt sorry for me, not for Momoling! Is that right? ”。

He shook off her hand and didn't even look at her.