Chapter Seventy-Five: True Spring Temple
Du Qianping came to the side door, and Fei was scolding Huanshi. After a while, several people were defeated, and the more Fei scolded, the more courageous he became, his hands pinched his waist, and the spit splashed everywhere.
"You shallow-eyed, uninformed Tian She'er, I sold my own children, what are you red about? Your eyes are red, and you will go back and sell it, and you will go and sell it......"
"Ahh Bah! Shameless poisonous woman! "This is a person who has rested for a while to rejoin the scolding war, and he has enough confidence.
"You're poisonous! You can poison the neighbors who can vomit and diarrhea when you take a breath. ”
"You, you, it's unreasonable!" So soon to stop cooking.
"Aha! Words that can jump four words are amazing, right? Shh Isn't it a poor sour one? Go back and wash off your poor sour gas, you can smoke people across the two streets! ”
"......" completely finishes the calf.
Du Qianping's back was drenched in hot sweat, and the cold wind blew, and he was smart.
OMG! Jiang Mansion can't scold this woman even if he ties it up and down.
The little servant came to report that she came with two pieces of money, according to this, can she send it away if she is given two times? Du Qianping's hand holding the flying money trembled a little. Take a few deep breaths, cheer yourself up, and motionfor the servants to open the door.
Fei Shi heard the door behind him, put away his fierce color, rolled on the ground and lay on the straw mat, crying repeatedly: "My son, you died unjustly-"
Du Qianping rubbed his nose and muttered in a low voice, "The person who came is not good!" Came to Fei's side, leaned down, and said softly: "Sister-in-law, can you take a step to speak?" ”
Fei Shi didn't hear it, and howled even louder, "My son! Your death is unknown! You were deceived and said to give you two pieces of money, but you couldn't give it to you when you died. ”
People came out of Jiang's mansion, and everyone who saw the excitement retreated together, looking away from a distance, for fear of getting into trouble.
Du Qianping had a bitter face, and said almost pleadingly: "Sister-in-law, don't cry." ”
Fei immediately stopped crying, raised his face, and asked, "What's the matter?" Can't I cry anymore? Dead son, still not let cry? What kind of world is this? Yes? What is the world? You mean?! ”
Du Qianping grunted in his throat and swallowed his saliva. looked at Fei's tear-stained face, and was stunned for a moment. The full set of acting is not acceptable.
"Sister-in-law, don't let you cry. However, a certain heart wanted to get an idea for her sister-in-law, but her sister-in-law kept crying...... This ......"
Fei rolled his eyes, knowing that there was a door to this matter, and wiped away the tears on his face, "Okay, I don't cry." What do you say? ”
Du Qianping breathed a sigh of relief, "Sister-in-law, is it okay to go in and talk?" ”
Fei lowered his head and calculated, in case he asked for money, it would not be easy to hand it over in front of such a pair of eyes. But what if you go in and turn your face and beat her? After all, she is an official, if she is not rich and courageous, she will not come.
Du Qianping looked at Fei's expression and knew that she had concerns. This woman is obsessed with money, but she is also a timid and uninformed. But fortunately, she didn't know it, otherwise she would have been in big trouble if she really ran to sue the official.
At that time, will it be something that can be solved with just two dollars in money?
"Sister-in-law, the neighbors are watching, don't be afraid." Du Qianping said sincerely.
That's right! So many people watched her enter the Jiang Mansion, what were they afraid of? helped the sideburns and white flowers, and followed Du Qianping into the side door.
This is the first time that Fei has stepped into the threshold of the deep mansion compound, and his eyes are not enough as soon as he enters. Straight
Standing in such a large and gorgeous courtyard, the breathing is much smoother than outside.
Du Qianping took her to a secluded place under the porch and asked, "Sister-in-law, why did your son die?" ”
Well, Fei's eyebrows and eyes were raised, and he crossed his waist and reprimanded in a low voice: "Are you still embarrassed to ask me?" You should ask the good daughter of the assassin! If it weren't for her, my son would have died! Oh, my poor son--Ah Niang is useless, she can't even afford a thin coffin, Ah Niang is sorry-" The veil covered her face, and she peeked at Du Qianping's expression while crying.
Cold sweat broke out on Du Qianping's forehead, "Sister-in-law, don't cry, don't cry." He took out the flying money from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Fei's palm, "Sister-in-law, here are two pieces of money." Go back to the funeral. After a while, a certain person will send someone to the house to offer condolences. ”
Ouch, a few cryes will cost you two?!
Hum! It's profit! Fei's eyes flashed, and he clutched the flying money tightly for fear that the wind would blow away, so he wiped his nose, "That's okay." I'll go back first. Let's talk about it, you can send someone as soon as possible! ”
Du Qianping smiled with a smile on his face, "Definitely, definitely!" ”
Fei Shi was just about to leave, and said, "Huh? My house is in Gale Alley, and there is an old willow tree with a crooked neck at the door. His eyes widened, showing a bit of fierceness, "Although I am a woman, I am not easy to bluff!" Putting aside a cruel sentence, then he lowered the lower half of the body, rubbed his hands that were red from the cold, and said with a warm smile: "I don't go out from that door, there are too many people, it's not good-looking." I'll go through the back door. I don't want that broken mat either, it's not worth much, it's not worth a few dollars. Hey. ”
Du Qianping's eyebrows jumped, why did she feel that her hands were rubbing as if she was asking for money? Anyway, both of them are not bad. I took out a dozen articles from my sleeve pocket, "It's not worth it, it's money, sister-in-law take it." ”
Fei's eyes were full of smiles, "Oh, how embarrassing." He put his hands together and hurriedly put them together.
Back in the study, Jiang Rong knelt on the ground and sobbed quietly. Jiang Kai held the edge of the table with his hand and raised his eyebrows.
"Jiang Gong." Du Qianping called, then leaned into Jiang Kai's ear and whispered: "I gave the woman two pieces of money and sent away." ”
Jiang Kai's chest was stuffy and smoothed down a little, and he waved his hand at Jiang Rong, "You clean up, I will send someone to send you to Kyoto Zhuangzi early tomorrow morning!" Ah Ying will come with you. It's time for her to go home, too. ”
Staying with that idiot? It's disgusting to think about! Whoever loves to go, who goes!
Jiang Rong pursed her lips, the hero doesn't eat the loss in front of him, he sells it first, "Yes!" I'm going to clean up. Father, don't be angry. I'm angry, and I'm distressed! With that, he kowtowed, raised his face again, his forehead was red and swollen, his eyes flashed with tears, and he staggered up and left.
Jiang Rong spoke softly, with a hint of coquettishness, which completely extinguished Jiang Kai's fire. Looking at the back of her daughter limping and holding on to the door frame, my heart hurts.
The child is a good child, but he is spoiled.
Master Futu came out of the meditation room and went to Shinsenji Temple alone. Along the way, there were good men and women who recognized Master Futu and happily came to greet him. Master Futu smiled and returned the salute with them one by one. Because of the language barrier, I can't talk much. However, the compassion and peace of Master Futu are indeed felt by everyone.
Shinsenji Temple is named after the fact that there is a mountain spring in the temple. It is a very small temple. It is so small that there are only four or five rooms and a temple in charge of incense, and the abbot does not have it.
When Master Futu entered the temple, the temple was lying on the offering table and sleeping soundly, I was afraid that even if he was carried away, he would not be able to wake up. Master Futu smiled slightly and went straight to the backyard.
The old monk sat in the courtyard with his eyes closed, the spring water on his side was tinkling, the water was steaming, and he said worriedly: "Master, it's cold outside, let's go back to the house." "Help the master gather the lotus clothes, take off the cotton robe, and drape it on the master.
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