The old bustard led a twelve-year-old maid in with a smile and a toothless smile, and respectfully saluted her God of Wealth: "Childe, please choose your own musical instrument." (Just to the Pen Fun Pavilion)"

Xiaomei was so anxious that she scratched her ears and cheeks, dragged the old bustard's sleeve and pushed it outward, and stuffed her with a silver ingot, "Childe is drunk." Childe is drunk. How is it good. Bustard's mother, please help my son-in-law round the field. ”

The smile on the old bustard's face froze for a moment, and the weight of the silver in his hand was full of smiles on his face; "Hey, this joke can't be made, the rules have been set, and your son-in-law has no objection, now it's even more lively outside than the casino." The boys are all betting. How can your son-in-law be untrustworthy? ”

The old bustard pointed to the lively and unusual betting scene downstairs, looked at Xiaomei's darker and darker face, proudly picked the silver in his hand with his nails, and smiled happily.

There was a commotion upstairs and downstairs, and when I looked around, I only saw the crowd surging, like waves. People hugged Zhang Gongzi, like a scene chasing stars, they cheered him one after another, and he also stood up and raised his wine glass to signal to everyone.

Xiaomei was dumbfounded, so anxious that she stomped her feet secretly: "How is this good, how is this good." Looking up and seeing the old bustard smiling and smiling and preparing to stuff it into his sleeve, Xiaomei finally found an outlet: "It's all you, it's all you, what are my good sons doing when you stir them in?" ”

She snatched the silver from the old bustard's hand, stuffed it into her sleeve, and saw the old bustard's dark face for a moment: she took a sip of disdain, pushed open the door and ran into the private room, and saw that the child's wine glass had been replaced with tea at some point, holding the teacup in his hand, looking out the window at the lively scene downstairs, and the corners of her lips showed a trace of unpredictable smile. Xiaomei approached Ziwei's side and whispered anxiously: "How is Childe good?" ”

As soon as the bustard's hand was loosened, his heart shrank, and his painful breathing tightened. I was annoyed why I didn't pack up the money earlier, and I was taken advantage of by the little guy who didn't know the rules. She glared at Xiaomei fiercely, turned her head to the startled maid and scolded Huai, "I don't have long eyes, and I don't know how to be polite, and I don't prepare the musical instrument for my son as soon as possible." Delay the child's business, be careful that I pick your skin and pump your tendons. ”

The maid shrugged her head, trembling and holding the instrument and wanted to put it on the low table, Xiaomei blocked the maid: "Wait, these things can't be left here, hinder my son-in-law's eyes." Xiaomei crossed her hands on her hips and glared at the old bustard angrily: "You say, why are you calculating my son-in-law." ”

The old bustard slapped the maid's face: "Useless things, you can't do anything at all, what's the use of raising you, you will go to pick up customers when you turn back, and share my worries." “

The maid freed up one hand and covered her red face, and tears of grievance flowed down. hurriedly pleaded: "Mother, please spare your life, the slave will do her best." “

The old bustard slapped his backhand again, and scolded in his mouth: "Something that doesn't have long eyes, offended the son, I want your life." ”

The maid's tears flowed even more fiercely, how could she not know that the old bustard only recognized silver and not people? blocked her financial route, there is only one way out, either she is killed, or she picks up customers early to earn money for the bustard to pay off her debts, there is no way to escape, and it is even worse to die if she is caught.

Close your eyes and wait for this slap to fall. Let the bustard relieve his anger. Unexpectedly, the slap did not fall, and he opened a pair of teary eyes unconsciously in confusion, and in the hazy teary eyes, he seemed to see a slender Rouyi grabbing the hand of the old bustard.

At this time, the afterglow on the lantern entered the house from the window, hit Ziwei's face, and plated her beautiful face with a layer of faint brilliance, so that the old bustard who read countless people had an illusion in front of her eyes, this beautiful young man who was out of the dust made her give birth to a different kind of thrilling and treacherous, she rolled in the wind and dust for many years, with the countless experience of reading people and the exquisite wrist of the eight sides, so that her drunken fragrance building entered the head of the green building.

She immediately realized that she had met a big man who was either rich or expensive today. She busily changed a smiley face; "Childe. Look at ......" she kept the rest of the words in her mouth and did not spit them out, observing the change in the expression on his face.

"Put things down, don't embarrass them." Ziwei grabbed her wrist when the bustard's slap was about to fall, pushed her away with a slender hand, and with a touch of mockery in her eyes, she sat on the seat, coldly squinting at the snobbish eye that turned the rudder in the wind.

The old bustard ignored Ziwei's cynicism, as if the unhappiness just now had not happened, the cruelty on his face was swept away, and his face was full of smiles: "What the son taught is that it is the old man who has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and he recklessly bumped into the child." ”

After speaking, she turned her face sideways and scolded the maid who was confused by this situation: "The little hooves that don't have long eyes, and they don't follow the instructions of the son to put the instrument on the low table!" ”

The maid was so frightened by the bustard's reprimand that her tears were withdrawn, and she glanced at her son gratefully with tears, hurriedly put the instrument on the low table, and retreated to an inconspicuous corner and stood with her hands down.

Ziwei sat coldly, her attitude at this time not only did not make the old bustard feel dissatisfied, but felt flattered, after all, she calculated first. Childe didn't flip the table and scold her angrily, he was already very kind. If you can earn more money, what is it to be wronged?

After thinking about the gains and losses, the old bustard's eyes flashed with flattery, and he looked at the son with a smile: "Childe, if you need something, just squeak, the old body will obey the child's orders." The son rested first, and the old body retired. ”

The old bustard twisted his fat waist and went downstairs, and the maid shrank her head and followed the old bustard.

Xiaomei hurriedly closed the door and hurriedly ran to Ziwei: "County Lord, which play are you singing, why do you have to listen to the mercy of traitors, what are you doing in this troubled water, isn't it good to stay out of the matter?" Why do you benefit from the pesky bustard? ”

"What play are you singing?" Xiaomei's words actually melted the chaos in her heart, whether it was for him or for herself, she had to flow in the troubled waters, after all, eight years is not a short time, and there are many changes in the eight years that they can't predict, since he has a place in his heart, he should return his free body and allow him a good home, which is also a good thing she has done to become an adult. How to calculate your own gains and losses?

What's more, in ancient times, the age of nineteen years old was also the age of talking about marriage, she couldn't allow him anything, she should let him pursue his own happiness.

The white robe was spread on the soft couch like a blooming snow lotus, Ziwei leaned lazily on the couch, and a faint smile hung on her lips: "You don't understand, it's just for the sake of the son, this trip to the muddy water has to flow." ”

"What does that mean?" Xiaomei's mouth couldn't be closed, and her brain didn't turn for a long time.

Around the corner outside the door, a person was hidden in the dark, listening to the conversation between the two with his extraordinary ear, and he couldn't help but freeze.