Chapter 165: A Glimpse

The mother of the Zhou family called the servants and maids to come to the ancient house with a lot of gifts to apologize, and before she reached the entrance of the alley, she heard earth-shattering cheers from an alley in the wonton stall.

Mother Lin walked a few steps and asked the wonton stall owner: "Uncle Shi, what's going on inside that is so lively?" ”

There are no guests at the stall at the moment, Uncle Shi is sitting behind the stove Shi Shiran said with a smile: "The young lady of the Gu family is playing with the children, and Mother Lin went to the house of the second sister-in-law of Liang again, your relationship is really good!" ”

Mother Lin didn't say yes or no, and looked into the alley: "How can I visit the door every day, am I here to compensate Miss Gu today, how long have they been here?" ”

Uncle Shi said: "One hour younger, how can the children care about the time when they play, Mother Lin, you can wait." ”

Mother Lin has a task on her body, where is Mrs. Zhou still waiting to reply, how can she wait calmly at this time.

She pulled her sleeves and said absentmindedly, "I'll go get the kids away." ”

Uncle Shi sat and stretched out a hand to block: "Mother Lin, can you go, those children are all demon kings of the mixed world, and it is too troublesome to cause any of them, how can you stand a group of them." ”

"Why can't you mess with it?"

Mother Lin took a look at those children who were ordinarily dressed and holding a worthless bamboo dragonfly in their hands and smiled like fools, how could they have the slightest bit of the style of a demon king in the world.

"The son of the prefect's family is inside, you and I can't say anything about this alone, not to mention those little daughters of the squire's family, one person and one sentence, Mother Lin will be drowned by the spittle stars."

Uncle Shi saw Mother Lin's look of "I haven't studied, don't lie to me", thinking that if Mother Lin was a tendon shaft in this matter, the children would lose their temper and rush out for a while, but it was his stall that suffered.

"Mother Lin has seen the world." Uncle Shi praised first.

"You must know better than me who is good with whom in Ruyang City. The son of the prefect didn't come alone, he invited many students from the school, you invited me to invite him, and almost all the children in the city came. ”

When children are serious, how can adults have anything to do, and the appearance of shouting and drinking is simply their parents' upper body.

No, the servants of the rich family specially set up a few coffee tables and low stools by the wall, boiling water on the small red clay stove, and the tea smoke curled, just waiting for the young ladies to eat tea and drink snacks when they were tired of playing.

What's more, a stove was set up in front of people's doors, and the color and fragrance of roasted sweet potatoes were greedy!

Smellier than his ravioli!

Mother Lin thought about her strength, and she really couldn't act without permission, so she sat down and waited at Uncle Shi's stall.

"Mother Lin brought you a bowl of wontons?" Uncle Shi recommended.

Mother Lin glanced into the pot, "Is it delicious?" ”

Uncle Shi got up with a smile and wiped his hand twice on the cloth in front of his waist. "A bowl of eight cents, Mother Lin is an old acquaintance, just give seven cents!"

Can it still be like this, Mother Lin smelled the aroma wafting out of the pot, and swallowed the smell of sweet potatoes in the distance.

"I'll try a bowl."

"Gotcha!" Uncle Shi is full of energy.

When there are few people, it is most suitable to play the emotional card and pull business to the door.

If Mother Lin knew that the penny she saved was actually the cost of her journey all the way here, she might not even be in the mood to drink wonton soup.

"He Minglang, why is your bamboo dragonfly different from mine?"

The boy who didn't get the colorful bamboo dragonfly blocked in front of He Minglang.

The boy was eight or nine years old, and He Minglang bumped into a bamboo pole like a bamboo shoot in front of him.

He Minglang protected the bamboo dragonfly in his hand: "Because I have a good relationship with the third lady, the master taught me that the building near the water will get the moon first." ”

"I also want colored bamboo dragonflies, if you ask me for one, I'll run errands for you for half a month!"

He Minglang pursed his mouth: "I don't want to be grinning, the errand lady will do it for me, everyone is a friend when they meet, I can't bully you." ”

The boy still didn't give up: "How can I get colored?" ”

"Listen to Miss San's words and be a good boy, you can't count ten fingers of fun."

Many curious boys and children gathered around when they heard this, and He Minglang was like the stars and the moon.

"Brother Minglang, what do we have to do before the third lady likes it, if you tell me, next month my mother will take me to the temple to ask for a peace charm, and I will also ask for one for you, okay?"

The little girl wearing a pink jacket and a cinnabar between her eyebrows pinched the corner of He Minglang's clothes and asked softly.

He Minglang left Pingyang and lost a lot of playmates, plus he had to go to school on weekdays, and all the people he knew were boys.

It's rare to take the opportunity given by the third lady to meet more friends today, and the girls in Ruyang are beautiful and young, he finally has the opportunity to be called his brother, and he is in a good mood!

"You bring the little bench here, and I'll talk slowly."

The servants who were waiting for him sent the little horse to the horse, and the children, large and small, sat down around He Minglang.

Wen'er saw from a distance that the children were sitting in a well-behaved manner under the green shade of the wall, their eyes shining, staring at He Minglang who was holding a folding fan larger than his face in his hand, and sneered.

"Miss, look at Mr. He's style, didn't he kowtow to Mr. Shan to learn art, he looks good!"

Ruan Miaoling was making a ruling on the children of the flying dragonflies in the two squads: "Red Fang wins, go to the maid to receive the reward, the little girl who lost has to come over to accept the punishment, you can't cheat...... The next set is ready! ”

took the time to ask and said: "Pi Xiaoliu is not here, now he is the boss here, in charge of so many little brothers and sisters, he is happy to volunteer to help us do things, and I am also happy." ”

Ask Nunu with a smile.

Seeing that He Xiaogongzi is full of confidence and his mouth is like a river, and the folding fan in his hand is getting more and more comfortable, he should be about to become a teacher, Mr. Shan must be very pleased to see it!

"I learned a song in Binh Duong Province, and every child in Binh Duong can sing it...... Not today...... That song can't just be sung......"

He Minglang giggled and squinted, his white teeth the size of a grain of rice were dazzling.

At the end of the alley, under the banner of the Sanchun Tea Workshop, there are two old people, one of whom is biting the empty teacup, watching the children have fun.

Dr. Tea passed by the two of them and asked if he wanted to add tea, smelled the smell of alcohol all over his body, thought that his nose was out of order, and panicked and opened the curtain and ran into the backyard.

"Master, this wine can't be drunk anymore, look at how scared Dr. Rencha."

The person who spoke raised his hand to cover half of his face, for fear of being recognized by the students in the distance, it was the teacher of He Minglang's school.

Mr. Changming, who was sitting opposite, shook the empty black pottery wine bottle on his waist, opened one eye as if he wanted to look through the bottom of the bottle, and sighed.

"Those students are so happy that they can't recognize you as a master, what are you standing for."

Stretching out his hand to open the master's palm, "They are fine here, they have food and drink, you are poor and worried, go drink with me!" ”

The master looked dryly behind Mr. Changming.

For the first time, I felt that Jin Yiwei didn't look so scary.

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