The Dahua Hotel on Huaihai Road is not large, and there is a large department store opposite.

This afternoon, the guy at the front desk was settling accounts, and out of the corner of his eye, he was looking at a short and fat woman who came in, holding two children in his hands, a man and a woman, and when he looked up, he saw that there were several women behind her, middle-aged and young, combing Ai Si's hair and dressed in flowers, like a beauty contest held by the department store opposite.

"How many of you want to stay in the hotel?"

The young man looked at the dresses of these women, and then looked at the two little hairy heads behind him who were being held in his arms, and said in his heart that these people did not look like they lived in a hotel.

The young man has been here for a long time, and he has seen a lot of knowledge, and he has seen the short and fat woman who took the lead and was menacing. The women who followed behind were all overjoyed, and there was a lot of schadenfreude, and they instantly understood: "Mrs. is looking for someone?" ”

Mrs. Song nodded: "Yes, did a man like a dwarf winter melon come in just now, ah, it's a little bald here?"

The young man shook his head and looked at the door, ready to grease the soles of his feet at any moment.

He didn't dare to participate in this kind of farce of catching rape, and he was accidentally hit by someone's original wife, and then he leaked the tenant's information, and then the gentleman hit the door again.

When the young man saw that the women were outflanking him, he hurriedly ran through the door, shouting, "You will pay for the broken things." ”

Mrs. Huang chirped: "This kind of little deflated three is the most unconscionable. Do you want to do the same for your dad looking for a vixen? ”

The young man said to himself: My father is poor to death, if he goes to the fox spirit and can get some money, I can't ask for it.

At this time, a man came down from the upper floor and asked, "But Mrs. Song?" ”

Mrs. Song was stunned: "It's me." ”

The man's top hat was so low that he couldn't see his face clearly, and the voice was a young man.

“305.”

The man walked past Mrs. Song. Mrs. Song suddenly understood that it was this person who called her, and she turned around and shouted, "Sir......"

The man chuckled: "If you don't go up yet, will you wait for someone to run away?" ”

Mrs. Song woke up like a dream, pulled a pair of children and ran upstairs.

The eldest daughter, who was only eight years old, went to school and asked, "Mom, are we going to find Dad?" ”

The seven-year-old son shouted: "No, it's to catch the fox spirit, Mom, the fox spirit will not bite, I heard people say that foxes eat chickens." ”

Mrs. Song thought angrily: Isn't it just a pheasant?

"What a sin."

Mrs. Huang explained that a woman was optimistic about the two little hairy heads of the Song family, and followed in a few steps.

Mrs. Song rushed to the door of room 305 and hesitated for a moment not knowing how to knock.

Mrs. Huang was obviously very experienced, and shouted in a rough voice: "It's on fire, open the door quickly." ”

Then he waved his hand and pressed the fire alarm bell at the staircase, the alarm bell rang loudly, and the young man stomped his feet downstairs urgently: "Auntie, this is going to toss all the residents." ”

Sure enough, some guests hurriedly ran out, and the door of 305 was opened, and Mrs. Song rushed in with her children, and Mrs. Huang shouted: "What a sin, how can I take my children in." ”

Saying that, he reached out to cover the little girl's eyes, and Song Wen shouted in shock with his shirtless body, "Why are you here?" ”

"Darling, is it really on fire?"

A woman's delicate voice came, and Mrs. Song looked down to see that there was a woman's bra panties thrown on the ground, obviously the battle was very fierce.

She let go of her child and rushed in with a wail, like an angry lioness.

Song Wen stretched out his hand to stop and was pushed away by Mrs. Song, Mrs. Huang took Song Wen's hand, and shouted in her mouth: "If you have something to say, don't make such a fuss." His eyes rolled sharply, and he glanced fiercely at the vixen who was struggling to put on a cheongsam, thinking that he didn't look very good-looking, ordinary people, Mr. Song is really an honest person, he can be deceived by such a woman, ah, he doesn't have much money. Is that kung fu good?

Cui Yushan bent down and picked up the bra, just put it on and put the cheongsam on his body. Mrs. Song rushed over and pulled the cheongsam off, slammed it on the ground and stretched out her hand to hit it: "I don't want my face, what clothes are I wearing?" ”

Cui Yushan saw that this woman was menacing, so he hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, and said lightly: "What's the trouble, it's not a shame, your husband is from the Pujiang Evening News, do you want him to be on the extra page tomorrow?" Save some face for your husband and wife, Mrs. Song. ”

Mrs. Song howled: "Okay, you vixen, you still dare to threaten people." ”

Song Wen was a little timid: "Okay, okay, madam, you listen to my explanation, I am looking for this young lady to ...... Interviews. ”

"Interviews? Strip naked for interviews, are you a fool for me? "Mrs. Song's nose is crooked.

Mrs. Huang just pressed the alarm, and soon many tenants gathered in the corridor, all of whom gathered around with great interest.

Although the two children of the Song family were young, they also knew that their mother and father were quarreling, so they broke free of Mrs. Huang's hand, sat on the ground and cried and screamed.

The two wives downstairs hugged the Song family's little hairy head, you look at me, I look at you, listening to the noisy sound upstairs, they were itching, holding Xiao Maotou upstairs, and probing their brains outside the crowd.

"Yes, Miss Choi is here to show me her scars. It's always strange to undress alone, so I'm ...... to reassure Miss Cui."

Song Wen was still explaining, and Mrs. Song was crazy by his rhetoric, and waving her hand was a slap.

"Good! Well played! ”

"One more!"

"Madam, forget it, how can a cat not steal fish."

The onlookers were all people who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and the children of the Song family cried: "Don't beat my father, don't beat my father." ”

For a while, the child cried and the adult screamed, and it was a mess.

Zhao Nan leaned on the staircase, watching all this from a distance, wishing that he could record this scene and turn it back to Ye Liang like he did in a movie.

The Song family was entangled in kung fu, Cui Yushan had already put on his clothes and twisted his waist and walked in front of Mr. Song, spread his hands and said, "One hundred yuan." ”

Mr. Song was stunned: "What a hundred yuan?" ”

"Money, you still want to play for nothing?"

As soon as Mrs. Song heard that she wanted money, she immediately stopped crying, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes and staring at the woman, Mrs. Huang was also a little confused and asked in a low voice: "No...... What kind of money do you want? ”

"Excuse me, my aunt and grandmother will naturally have to pay when they open the door to do business? I want to sleep for nothing and go home to your wife. ”

Cui Yushan's mouth pursed, and his tone was full of disdain.

"Whoever kills a thousand knives, you actually prostitute - prostitute!"

Mrs. Song understood now.

"What you want me to do, Miss Cui, isn't this okay?"

Mr. Song just took out 20 yuan in the past few days, where is he willing to spend money?

"Miss Cui, who is your name? I don't have the surname Cui, I'm the little Jinbao of Wanhualou, you men, just now I called people's baby sweethearts, what will this pretend that we don't know each other, hurry up and give money, I have to go back to pick up customers, and it's not just for your family to play, don't waste time. ”

Mr. Song's head shook like a rattle, but he resolutely did not pay for it.

Seeing that this woman asked for money, Mrs. Song immediately stood on the same front as her husband, pointing at the woman and scolding her parents for being ugly, and asking for a hundred yuan, which was simply a fool's dream.

Miss Cui, oh, no, Xiao Jinbao hugged her shoulders and sneered, and everyone in the audience began to judge these two women.

At this time, I heard someone shouting: "What kind of police if there is no fire?" Well, how do you surround so many people. ”

Mrs. Huang quietly stabbed Mrs. Song: "The police are here." ”