Not only knowing, but also family!

But can Changming say?

It must not be!

It seems that today I am afraid that I am going to talk about Mrs. Song coming to find Li Xiu'e. What a damn one! It still involves Changrui.

Li Xiu'e's brain is filled with bean dregs.

Young Master Song is obviously abolished, and he is reluctant to cut this family. There hasn't been any movement these days. People came to the door, but it looks good!

At this time, the storyteller came, took a sip of tea, and said in a crisp and loud voice.

"Last time, it was said that the old lady broke the neck of the mandarin duck, and the young master protested against the hunger strike and refused to kiss. Today, let's say that the old lady spends money to consolidate family affairs, and the girl is committed to seeking wealth!

The old lady naturally still said that it was the old lady Song. Mrs. Song was half angry with her son. But there is no way, this is a son. Gotta carry it for my son! I also have to find a way back for my son. You must not have no heirs, otherwise there will be no one behind you to offer incense, and the king of Hades will not accept it..."

The more the storyteller spoke, the more energetic he became, and his heart was surging.

The Song family is not a big family. looks okay on the face, it's all because of Song Nan's talent status.

After the incident of Little Master Song, Xiucai's identity can't be stopped.

Scholars pay attention to decency and nobility.

Little Master Song made the Song family lose all face. The storyteller said these gossips, and he had no scruples at all. I didn't even cover it up with my surname. Completely used real surname. When I only talk about others, I use a surname.

Changming heard that Young Master Song's matter was making a big fuss, and Li Xiu'e sent a matchmaker to withdraw from the marriage. When Mrs. Song came to the door and smashed back this family business with money. My face is black!

Hearing that Li Xiu'e accepted the money again, Mrs. Song left with a smile on her face, spreading everywhere that Li Xiu'e and Changrui agreed to this marriage for money. Changming couldn't wait to stab Mrs. Song to death.

Mrs. Song's real face is sweet!

Her family's reputation is gone, and the reputation of the Lan family is gone. This rotten pot with a rotten lid, no one can say anyone. Everyone has the same reputation.

Hehe...

In order to get the current public opinion, Changming listened to it with a black face. Yuan Bao stuffed his head and ate melon seeds and drank tea.

Order a pot of tea and you can go on and on.

This is a cheap ingot. It's a high-end thing, no matter what. Tea is rare in farmhouses. At most, I usually pick honeysuckle to dry, and take it out from time to time to drink.

Selling tea?

Inexistent.

When Mr. Storyteller stepped down, the people below did not disperse, and they gossiped one by one. There are also some of the latest news that are also circulating in this way.

Changming didn't leave, and sat down until noon. The people in the teahouse were scattered, each going back to his own house, and looking for his own mother. They all went home to eat. Changming said to Yuan Bao unhurriedly, "Buy some steamed buns to eat." ”

You can't go.

If you want to listen to the afternoon show, you have to buy a new pot of tea. In order to keep the high-ranking officials from leaving their seats, the two settled lunch in the teahouse. If you wait for the afternoon seat, you will not pay for the duplicate.

The teahouse owner and Xiao Er didn't say anything.

After all, there are quite a lot of people like Changming and Yuanbao who come to the town and sit all afternoon. If you don't play enough, you won't go home.

Go home and work!

Understand, understand!

Chang Ming and Yuan Bao stood up to the afternoon session under the eyes of the teahouse owner and Xiao Er. There are fewer people in the morning than in the morning, and it is still the paragraph that was said in the morning. Nothing new.

What is a little unbearable is the intensity of transmission.

It was only early in the morning, and word spread throughout the town. There are also people from Lanjiawan in the town, and today it is fifteen again. There are many people who come to the streets.

Okay... Lanjiawan must have spread all over the world.

Changming's eyes darkened.