The boy pounded the rice bowl with chopsticks.

Somehow,

But the heart is empty.

After a while, he approached Su Jiu with a shy face, and put all the braised pork into the girl's bowl, "That's it, this meat is greasy and tasteful, and I don't like to eat it, so I'll give it to you." ”

Su Jiu sneered, his eyes were cold, "Who is rare?" ”

is still a sweet and crisp voice, but the tone is exceptionally cold.

She put the meat back into the young man's bowl, pulled a bowl of white rice by herself, didn't wash the dishes, didn't pay attention to Xiao Tingchen, and went to the small library.

The boy sat alone in the autumn wind.

After a long time, he pointed to the flower hen and scolded, "It's all you two fools! ”

The flower hen was lying in the small pit that had been planed, and in the face of his scolding, she innocently "clucked" twice.

"Cluck, cluck, know cluck! Sooner or later, pluck your hair and stew the soup! ”

"Giggles! Giggle! ”

"!"

……

Su Jiu didn't pay attention to Xiao Tingchen for three days.

If the young man had an order, she just did it, but in the process, she never said a word.

This made Uncle Xiao, who was a talker, very unhappy.

At lunchtime, the young man in Tsing Yi and cloth shoes sat alone at the square table in the small kitchen, eating while peeking at the little girl sitting on the steps outside the house.

She buried herself in eating, as quiet as a lily.

The young man thought about the news of Gu Yu's return this morning, and deliberately sprinkled some rice grains on the ground, and the flower hens he brought over to peck at them.

He smiled and said, "There's still a lot of rice in the pot, you eat slowly." Speaking and doing. The chickens are also very good, and there are no worries. Unlike people, when they have no money, they worry about their own poverty, and when they have money, they worry about being robbed...... It is the existence of the bank, if the owner of the money bank runs away, the hard work will be wasted. ”

Su Jiu, who had his back to him, was slightly stunned.

She raised her eyes, and said behind her back: "Take Baoheng Qianzhuang as an example, although the boss is a relative of the Zhizhou family, but Xu Zhizhou is an unreliable one. ”

Suggestive words that are referential.

Su Jiu's little face was slightly cold, and he looked back at the young man.

He's peeling crabs and eating them.

The little girl remembered the ten taels of silver she had stored in Baoheng Qianzhuang, and wanted to ask him what was going on, but she felt very shameless to take the initiative to speak.

After struggling for a long time, she picked out a ball of rice with chopsticks and put it on the ground.

Taking advantage of the flower hens coming to peck the rice, she whispered to them: "Some people love hearsay, Baoheng Money Village has been open for more than two years, and it can be regarded as the number one money village in Jinling City, how can it be unreliable?" ”

"Oh, it's really pitiful, the owner of Baoheng Qianzhuang has a huge debt for eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and ran away with his sister-in-law's money, and some people are still in the dark, waiting for interest to be collected...... If you don't believe it, wouldn't it be better to go outside the money bank and take a look? In this world, it is difficult to be a good person! ”

Su Jiu finally couldn't sit still.

She stood up, looked at Xiao Tingchen deeply, and immediately left Mingde Courtyard.

Out of Xiaofu, all the way to the north, turning three streets, she finally came to Baoheng Qianzhuang.

The splendid money village still stands on the streets, but the vermilion lacquer gate is locked, and a large crowd of people begging for money is surrounded outside.

She froze.

An old woman staggered over and cried all the way: "What kind of world is this, save some coffin books well, don't steal or rob, eat fasting and chant Buddha every day, but do good deeds, you can even make people cheat all the money...... How does this old woman spend her old age? God's eyes, are they open or closed?! ”