It turned out that the old man who made rain gear died of illness a few days ago. He only took one apprentice with him, helped with the funeral of his master, and also went home.

Mr. Wang is a teacher who doesn't like to make rain gear, and he hasn't learned this craft, so the shop has to be closed.

"Why do you want your things for nothing, or I'll go and see if I can use them, and if they do, I'll pay you some silver."

"Whatever you want."

Seeing Shen An'an's insistence, Mr. Wang stopped arguing with him. He gestured to a dark room behind him, which was piled up with a lot of stuff.

For the sake of safety, Song Li still walked in front, turned the fire on the wall, and then saw a lot of sundries piled up in the house, including a pile, like a rain cloth.

Seeing that the two of them went inside to look, Mr. Wang, who was sitting outside, stared at a wall opposite in a daze, and then saw him smile silently. It's the first time he's seen it today, and he's still a woman who doesn't like to take advantage.

When Shen Anan and Song Yan went to the back warehouse to take a look, Mr. Wang still sat there fixedly, and when he heard footsteps inside, his head turned and his eyes moved. Shen Anan couldn't help but feel a little numb on his scalp again, this person really looks like a zombie.

"Mr. Wang, can I buy all your tarpaulins?" Shen An'an estimated that the rain cloth here is about one or twenty meters long, if it is really a greenhouse, it can probably be made six or seven greenhouses, and a greenhouse is about more than 2 meters.

"Of course you can, you can transport them away, and I won't have to throw them away." After Mr. Wang finished speaking, he put his hand on his thigh and knocked it slowly. While knocking, he secretly observed Shen An'an, and seemed to still be a little unable to believe that she was telling the truth.

"Okay, then I'll give you ten taels of silver, are you enough?" After Shen Anan finished speaking, he immediately took out ten taels of silver and had to pay him.

Unexpectedly, when Shen Anan took out the silver to give it to Mr. Wang, he was directly blocked back by Song Ling's arm.

"Even if you have to pay, I will pay, where is your turn?"

"No, most of these are for my own use, how can I let you pay, besides, I have silver."

"No, since you call me eldest brother, of course I will pay for the money to buy things."

Mr. Wang watched the two of them push back and forth fixedly. After a long time, he couldn't help but yawn, and after yawning, he said impatiently: "Hey, do you want anything, I'm going to close the door, it's going to rain soon, and if you don't leave, it's too late." ”

Hearing this person say that it was going to rain this day, Shen Anan couldn't help but feel a little funny, it was obviously sunny and windy ahead, where would it rain? If it's going to rain, it won't be so fast, but it's a bit windy today.

"Yes, yes." Song Cheng glanced at Shen An'an, directly stuffed the ten taels of silver into Mr. Wang's hand, and then went to the back to drag the rain cloths.

After a while, Shen An'an and Song Wei stood in front of a large pile of tarpaulins, while Mr. Wang had already closed the door.

There was only a small burden on his back.

Fortunately, this man had a strange temper, but he was not a bad man, and gave them a small cart that was somewhat shabby.

"The two are kind-hearted, there will be good people in the future, Wang still has something, take the first step to leave. The green mountains do not change, and the green water flows forever. ”

After saying that, he walked swaggeringly, and as he went, he sang a tune that he couldn't hear clearly.

Until Mr. Wang couldn't see it. Song Juncai and Shen Anan glanced at each other, and the corners of their mouths were smiling, because their current situation was a bit bad and a little funny.

"What do we do now?" Shen Anan asked him.

I saw Song Cheng bow his head and put the rope of the handlebar around his neck, smile softly at Shen An'an, and then push the car very smoothly. "That's it!"

"Then I'll push it for you." Shen Anan was about to help Song Li push the cart.

was resolutely rejected by Song Li. "It's a little thing, it's going to take you so much effort there."

So Song Cheng made a rare pusher, and after the two of them walked to the road, someone volunteered to help Song Li push the cart, but he politely refused.

Later, they listened to Shen An'an's suggestion and asked someone to help them deliver the goods, and they walked back in a sedan chair.

Unexpectedly, when they passed by Changchun Street again this time, they encountered a small trouble.

No, it should be said that Song Cheng had an affair.

They sat in a sedan chair and were discussing how to use the tarpaulin next. Unexpectedly, I suddenly heard a commotion, and then, the sedan chair that was originally walking fast stopped inexplicably.

Originally, the sedan chair was walking fast, but I didn't expect that there was a sudden pause, and then the sedan chair stopped.

Shen An'an suddenly rushed forward because of the sedan chair, and then stopped suddenly, her body was unstable, and she almost fell forward, but fortunately, Song Yan grabbed her.

Song Li's sedan chair man seemed to be used to such things, and hurriedly accompanied the smiling face and said to the woman in front of him: "Miss, please let me go, our son-in-law is on his way." There was a bit of helplessness in his tone.

Nanning finally blocked Song Cheng on the road today, and when he saw the sedan chair he was riding, how could he easily let him go. What's more, he is not alone today, someone saw him with a beautiful little lady by his side.

In the past, there were other women around Song Li, but he never refused to let people sit in his sedan chair. But today is different, not only did he accompany others for a long time, but he also went in and out together, so Nanning will have a sense of crisis.

"Song Lang, I have something to say to you when you come down?" Nanning stood in front of the sedan chair and almost stretched out his hand to open the sedan curtain.

Hearing that someone was actually called Song Lang, Shen An'an's two big eyes couldn't help but stare even more like copper bells. "Brother Song, what is this?"

"Ah Quan, change the path." Song Cheng said in a low voice, his face did not change, and he seemed to be accustomed to such things.

"Yes!" The sedan chair driver answered, and the sedan chair immediately changed direction and walked to the side.

Shen Anan listened, but he was very surprised, and said in his heart, it seems that everyone is wrong, saying that the ancients were not civilized, conservative in thought, and paid attention to what men and women did not accept and kiss. As everyone knows, there are also people who confess on the street. It's still the girl's family who takes the initiative, which is even more unusual. She couldn't help but smile and said, "Knowing that Brother Song is popular and has many admirers, today's one is an eye-opener." ”

Song Yan is indescribable, and he can't say anything about his suffering. He said lightly: "You'll know later." ”

Unexpectedly, their sedan chair had just turned around, and they hadn't taken a few steps before they were stopped again.

Outside the sedan chair, the sincere voice came again. "Song Lang, I just ask you to say a word to me, see me, and I'll leave when you're done."

Shen Anan only listened to the woman's crisp voice, which was extremely good. It is said that this voice is like its own person, and those who can have this voice will not be ugly there. And this woman appeared on Changchun Street again, presumably from a good background, but I don't know what happened between them.

couldn't help but glance at him and said, "It seems that if you don't go out today, people are unwilling to let you go." Why don't you go down and talk to her? ”

Song Yan thought for a while, his fist clenched and loosened, released and clenched. Then he put the cloak back on, covered half of his face, and opened the sedan curtain.

"If you want to say anything, just say it here, remember that this is the last time." Song Ling's voice was slightly cold, which was completely different from his usual gentleness. You can see that he has tried his best to endure.

I saw a young woman who stopped in front of the sedan chair with a delicate figure and a lovely appearance.

If you use stunning and beautiful to describe this woman, it is definitely not an exaggeration. Seeing this woman, Shen An'an's mind couldn't help but think of Su Shi's "Bodhisattva Barbarian"

"Juanjuan's sideburns and makeup marks are shallow, and her cheeks are flattering and curved, which is suitable for a moment. Laughing and crying. ”

I saw that she was wearing a red palace dress, a disc face, her eyes were as bright as Star City, her white porcelain skin, and her eyebrows and eyes, and she suddenly compared the colors next to her.

There were a lot of onlookers on the side, some old and young, some walked away after watching for a while, and some people were relishing, just to see how this thing would develop.

"Song Lang, can you let me look at your face again? Take one last look, and I'll never pester you again. She was crying, looking pitiful.

Song Wei slowly took off the cloak on his head, and Nanning saw his face as he wished, just as he had thought about it. I haven't seen him grow more and more plump and handsome, with a nose like a hanging gall and sword eyebrows. Wearing an ink-colored long suit, his figure was even more upright.

Seeing the woman sitting next to him, the color in her eyes darkened. At first glance, it is not very amazing, but it is a small jasper type, generous and dignified, and his temperament is as quiet as water, which really matches his temperament. And when her eyes looked at people, they were clear, and they just looked at her. Nanning found that she was a little embarrassed, and she didn't dare to meet her calm eyes.

After half a ring, Nanning suddenly smiled sadly. "Song Lang, I thank you!"

Seeing the slightly desperate look on Nanning's face, a bad feeling suddenly rose in Shen An'an's heart. But she didn't expect that before the words in her mouth could be spoken, she saw the woman in red, suddenly raised her hand, and made a movement very quickly, and then saw her whole person fall backwards, and a short knife pierced her red clothes.

"Silly woman!" I only heard a sound similar to a loud cry from Song Li's mouth, and then I saw him rush out of the sedan chair like the wind, directly picked up the woman in red, and ran forward with all his strength.

"Keep up." Seeing that the situation was urgent, Shen Anan hurriedly asked the sedan chair driver to catch up. The two palanquin drivers immediately chased after them. "Young master, slow down."

Even so, they didn't run as fast as Song Cheng.

The onlookers were shocked by this scene. Many people have a feeling of unreality in their hearts, and it is not until Tianming sees such a big pool of blood flowing on the ground, and they have a feeling of weakness in their legs and feet.

"Oh no, Miss Nan committed suicide!"