"Brother Yang, Brother Ma, don't tell me what kind of laborers you are, who are you deceiving!" Hong Daquan said with his tongue wide open.

Rokuro smiled faintly and remained silent, pouring wine into the empty bowl on the table one after another.

Ma Er drank wine and vegetables by himself, chewed cold vegetables and asked, "What are we not laborers?" ”

"No, no," Hong Daquan glanced at the two of them and shook his head repeatedly.

He squinted a pair of wine eyes, stared at Rokuro's expression, and asked in a low voice, "You guys...... Was it sent down from above? ”

"Upper? Which one is top? Ma Er pretended not to know.

"Hey, the court! You act like a man of the court! Hong Daquan said angrily.

Ma Er's face was surprised, "What kind of people from the imperial court, do you mean, we are officials?" ”

"Hey...... It's almost ......" Hong Daquan half-squinted his eyes, smiled, adjusted his sitting posture, and approached them, "To be honest, are you sent by the imperial court?" ”

Ma Er raised his eyebrows in surprise, opened his mouth and sprayed Hong Daquan's spittle, "Yo, why don't we think we are like officials?" The officials are all fragrant and spicy, how can we afford it? Look at us in tattered clothes, Brother Hong, you say that we are officials, so what are we doing in this dirt pit? Why don't you go back to the yamen? ”

"How do I know?" Hong Daquan smiled, "Maybe you were sent here to investigate something?" ”

"What is there to investigate?" Ma Er shook his head and muttered, "I think I'm an official!" I have enough oil and water every day, and when I am full, I go to the sun and can't stand the wind and rain...... How nice! ”

Hong Daquan opened his eyes and asked, "Aren't you?" ”

"It's not!" Ma Er angrily came over and bumped into Hong Daquan's face, "The most hated thing in my life is the official errand, I don't have the ability to fart, and I still coax all day long, hum ......"

"You've drunk too much," Rokuro grabbed Ma Er and poured him the tea he had prepared on the side.

After a bowl of tea, Ma Er fell silently on the table, as if he was asleep.

"It's strange to spit out the truth when you're drunk." Rokuro said lightly.

"It's okay," Hong Daquan's eyes lit up when he saw that he drank one, "Brother Yang's alcohol is very good, I don't know who he used to be?" ”

Rokuro smiled, "You don't believe it when you say that we are laborers, and you still don't believe it when you say that we are not officials of the imperial court, so what do you want me to tell you?" ”

Hong Daquan waved his hand and said vaguely: "I'm talking to him!" I believe everything you say......"

Liulang glanced at him lightly, and said slowly with a hint of banter: "Then, you should treat us as some juggling farmers, Brother Li." ”

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The next day, less than three watches, when He Mai woke up, he saw that Rokuro was already sleeping peacefully beside him.

Rokuro still smells of alcohol, but he can see that he is no longer wearing yesterday's robe, and he thinks he has changed his clothes.

He Mai couldn't bear to disturb Rokuro's sleep, so he got off the ground lightly and went to the stove to work.

When he was about to go out, Xiao Hei stood guard in front of the back room, looked at the empty front frame of the donkey cart, and wagged his tail into the back room.

After a while, Rokuro hurriedly dressed and came out.

"Why don't you call me?" Rokuro buttoned the button while washing his face with well water, "If Xiao Hei hadn't entered the house, wouldn't you have been able to walk by yourself?" ”

"I don't feel sorry for you," He Mai held the cage drawer and blamed him, "How much wine did you drink last night?" I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I can't hold it anymore and I go to sleep. ”

"I didn't drink much, but I came back a little late," Rokuro said gently, "not anymore." ”

He Mai smiled and said, "It seems that you and Brother Hong are chatting very speculatively?" What did you all say?

Liulang paused slightly, and then said: "It's nothing, gossip between men, court affairs, ploughing and hunting, etc." ”

"Brother Hong and Second Brother Ma also drank a lot, right?" He Mai asked.

"He's both fine, he slept in Ma Er's house yesterday." Rokuro replied.

After a while, when He Mai got into the car, Liulang looked at her and said slowly: "Hong Daquan is an outsider after all, let's still have some distance from him in the future." I drank this wine today, and if he comes to the house or grandma to deliver anything in the future, we won't accept it. ”

He Mai was surprised, "Do you think others are bad?" ”

Rokuro's eyes narrowed slightly, and he replied lightly: "In short, it's better to stay away from him in the future." ”

He Mai nodded in response, but his heart was very unbelievable.

Since Li Changan started to help in Hemai's shop, Liulang rarely stayed in Xiaoshi these days.

Most of the craftsmen in Lijiazhuang had been recruited, and the work had begun, and Rokuro would soon not have to supervise it every day.

When He Mai arrived at the shop, Li Changan had already placed the low table and bench on the ground outside the store, and was wiping the table with a wet rag.

Seeing Hemai coming, Li Changan grinned, "I can be regarded as looking forward to you, starving me to death!" ”

He Mai looked at him with a smile, but he unceremoniously ordered: "Go get a bucket of water, and you can start eating when you come back." ”

If they want to use water, the vendors have to take a long detour to the well in the middle of Qinglu Village to fetch water.

And because Zhang Kuo had greeted He Mai, he asked her to go to his yard to fight with water. It is very simple and convenient for them to take water, which makes the nearby vendors very red-eyed.

There was a bucket of water in the aisle, and Li Changan very consciously poured the water into the basin, wiped the rag, and scrubbed the plaque and the table of the boiler cauldron.

While he was working, he muttered, "Fart big and small place, what are you doing so clean all day long!" It's not windy or rainy, what do you always wipe? ”

He Mai naturally heard Li Changan's complaints, so he said: "This is the same as opening the door to welcome guests, isn't it that if there are no guests coming in, we don't need to prepare buns and porridge, and we have to wait until the guests come and sit down before we start making our buns and porridge?" ”

Li Changan said unconvinced: "What's wrong with that?" You see, those who cook noodles and eat wontons, aren't they all when the guests come and sit down before they start to cook? You don't give this example well. ”

He Mai smiled, "Didn't the noodles and wontons be prepared first?" It's ready first, and when the guests come, they can go straight to the pot. We scrub the tables, chairs and benches every day, so that the dust will not accumulate too much, and the guests of the province will be disgusted when they see the thick dust. ”

Li Changan wanted to defend something, but when he saw that He Mai had already brought buns and porridge, he obediently closed his mouth.

"Wash your hands before you eat steamed buns!" Seeing that he was grasping again, He Mai hurriedly scolded.

Li Changan flattened his mouth, and reluctantly went to the bucket on the side to wash his hands.

When I came back and sat on the bench, there were two customers with raw faces at the stall.

Among them, the man dressed in gray rolled his eyes and swept the scene in the porridge shop.