Xu Cong'an saw this couple like this, and he was very disdainful, how was he deceived into becoming a godfather of these two in the first place? The smile on his face is so bright, but he is not a good kind at all, it is clearly too black-hearted!

"Okay, okay, okay," over there, Zhou Bo scratched Xuejian's nose, and then cleared his throat: "Lady, the man who doesn't understand elegance buys this elegant house for her husband, and the lady is willing to enjoy her face and live?" ”

After listening to Zhou Bo's words, Xue saw a strongly suppressed smile on her face, and she nodded and said, "If I am the Song family, I won't let you get what you want." ”

Zhou Bo couldn't help laughing, this Xue saw that he kept saying this and that, but in fact, he had regarded this house as his own. twisted her nose, handed an ambiguous look, leaned into her ear and said to her: "But you are not the Song family, you are my lady, lady, what reward do you have for making such a contribution to your husband?" Zhou Bo sighed.

Xue Jian couldn't help but reach out and pinch his waist, and then a longing rotation of three hundred and sixty-five six seven octaves, "Da Lang, this reward, is it good?" ”

The young couple walked out slowly behind Xu Cong'an, whispering. In this elegant garden, who would have thought that such a pair of beautiful people would be so black-bellied?

When the Song family chased out, these three people could step out of the garden, and before they got into the car, he hesitated for a moment, stepped over the threshold hard, and looked at the few people who turned around when they heard the voice.

Seeing him come out, several people didn't have too surprised expressions, but just closed their mouths in unison, looking at him lightly, as if they knew what he was going to do.

Young Master Song settled his mind and squeezed out a smile not to mention how ugly it was, "Why did Zhou Shao go so fast?" Song Mouzheng was saying that he wanted Zhou Shao to taste the Song family's homemade candied fruit, why did he turn around and disappear from you? ”

Zhou Boluo arched his hand and said indifferently: "Neizi is weak, and after shopping for most of the day, he is really tired." ”

Young Master Song pursed his lips, as if he had made up his mind, and immediately continued: "Then it is better to go to the Qingfeng Pavilion in the garden to rest first." ”

Xue Jian originally thought that this time it was just a counter-offer, and he didn't have any unusual expectations for this counter-offer, but he didn't expect the Song family to be so anxious and wanted to come to the door of the creditor, and it was really too tight.

Soon, Master Song also sent someone to send ice over, and now in this year, it is not ordinary people who can afford ice, the price is naturally extraordinary, and the Zhou family can naturally afford it this year, but I didn't expect that the Song family is a "generation of losers", and it is so extravagant, it seems that it is inevitable to make ends meet.

Zhou Bo was no longer as lazy as he was just now, but just pretended to be strange and asked, "Brother Song, is there anything else important?" ”

Young Master Song waited for his subordinates to bring him tea, and then he pretended to be calm and said: "I just think that Young Master Zhou's opinion on the house just now is very yes and very pertinent, so I want to come and ask for advice again." ”

Xue saw that she covered her face with a fan and pretended to drink tea, so as not to be seen that she was laughing.

At this time, someone reported that Song's father was waiting in the study, leaving Xu Cong'an and Xuejian to continue to rest, and under the leadership of the next person, Young Master Song and Zhou Bo walked over there.

The subordinate led Zhou Bo out of Qingfeng Pavilion all the way, and then walked to a path on the left, and after walking for about half an hour, he saw two servants standing outside as soon as he entered the mansion.

After entering, I saw that the courtyard was very large, and the left and right spaces were also very spacious.

In the middle of the courtyard, there are several large wide-mouth porcelain altars, but they do not raise some goldfish and the like like ordinary people, but raise some water lilies in it, which is eye-catching, and there are gourd racks or tulip vines around them, and the whole yard is full of greenery as far as the eye can see.

There are two locust trees on the left and right sides of the courtyard, this locust is not high, the leaf crown is like an umbrella shape, but it is like a natural pavilion.

As for the people who come and go, they are all orderly, although there are many people, they are not chaotic.

After Zhou Bo arrived, there was another servant in charge to take him and Young Master Zhou.

Looking at the living and eating of the Song family, they still maintain the style of the capital, and Zhou Bo has also lived in the capital for many years, so he naturally understands.

As Young Master Zhou entered the study, Zhou Dashao walked a few steps forward and whispered to his father, "Father, ...... Zhou Young Master Zhou is here. ”

When Master Song turned around in front of the bookshelf, Zhou Bo stepped forward to give a salute.

After Zhou Bo finished the ceremony, Young Master Song also retreated, leaving Zhou Bo in the study.

In the Qingfeng Pavilion, Xu Cong'an and Xue Jian had already renewed their tea, and Xue Jian said: "Father-in-law, looking at the scenery in this garden, the graceful style seems to be different from tranquility. ”

As he spoke, he got up and stood in front of the window. This Qingfeng Pavilion is really worthy of its name, with windows on all sides, built against the wind.

Xu Cong'an asked her with a smile: "Xue Jian also saw its uniqueness?" ”

Xue Jian rolled his eyes, I myself am a northerner, and when I came to this place, it looks like a place in the extreme north, but the scenery of this small garden is completely a southern characteristic that I have seen on TV before, "Xue Jian guessed that this old man of the Song family may have served in the south when he was young, or the old lady of the Song family is a southerner." ”

An Ning is the ancestor of the Song family, so it can only be for these two reasons.

Seeing that the master was not there, the Song family girl next to her couldn't help but interject at this time: "This young grandmother is so amazing!" ”

Thinking that the rules of the Song family were very strict, after Yahuan blurted out, she immediately shut her mouth and only looked at Xue Jian with adoring eyes.

Xue was speechless, this has nothing to do with whether it is powerful or not, and it has nothing to do with half a dime, right? This is simple reasoning, Conan once said that flowing water has no shape, drifting wind has no trace, and the reasoning of any case depends on the heart...... Far from it! I don't know if Conan's first grade is over? That super long first grade, how many years did you spend with Yukimi before!

Xu Cong'an nodded and said, "Xue Jian guessed well, this Mr. Song had been working in the south before he became a scholar, and he married a lady in the south because of this." ”

Xue saw that she had the heart to say a few more words, but when she glanced left and right out of the corner of her eyes, she saw that the Song family was silent, thinking that the Yahuan just now had exceeded the rules, and others didn't dare to say more.

No, she had no choice but to pinch her mind to continue to gossip about the Song family, and whispered to Xiaomei about the scenery. But in my heart, I still slandered, this is really a crime to save face, I have to sell my house, and I still have so many maids and servants, isn't it too expensive?

While waiting, Xue Jian noticed that the people went in and out to renew the tea or sent refreshments, all of them were silent, and absolutely no one talked to each other, Xue Jian couldn't help but admire, it was really well-trained, if the Song family opened an "excellent subordinate training center", I think it would be possible to make a fortune.

I don't know when Zhou Bo will come back in this negotiation, it shouldn't take too long, there is only one way to deal with such elegant people, that is, vulgar, Xue Jian bet that Zhou Bo must kill Ya with vulgarity!

Sure enough, in the study, Mr. Song is already sweating and resentful, you have poems and books in your belly, how can you have a rich straw bag? You said how well-intentioned you designed, people said that the night pot made of gold is rich, but it was completely the feeling of being caught in the head by the door, kicked to the head by a donkey, and suddenly hugged by a fool!

Zhou Bo looked around energetically, admiring the beauty of this study, these books are a lot of unique books at a glance, and they are worth the old silver!

"According to Zhou, this matter is actually very easy to solve! Mr. Song might as well sell me a few copies of these unique books, and then solve the urgent need at the moment. ”

Mr. Song wiped the sweat from his forehead, remembered that his son was about to run away just now, and wanted to use the inkstone on the table to kill this person, didn't he know that these books were his lifeblood? "That book is the condensation of the old man's life's work, and it is impossible to sell it!"

Zhou Bo smiled and said: "Actually, Zhou has no interest in these books, but the third brother in the family has such a good one, so there is a question, if there is any presumptuousness, I hope that Mr. Song Haihan." ”

I don't think you'll be so elegant!

Mr. Song's heart was full of blood, and he only felt that if he continued to talk to this layman, he would vomit three liters of blood. Thinking about what an unruly person Xu Cong'an is, and thinking about how immortal and elegant the young grandmother is, but unexpectedly, it is a white and dusty pearl, isn't it suffocating!

Not to mention that he secretly sighed in his heart, Zhou Bo stood up and said: "A gentleman doesn't take people's love, since Mr. Song refuses to cut his love, Zhou doesn't want to force it." After a long time of interruption today, Zhou is also leaving. ”

Mr. Song also got up and said, "It's not that the old man refuses, these books are more important than life to the old man!" ”

Zhou Bo gave another salute and said, "Mr. Song stays, and Zhou will come to visit and ask for advice when he has free time." ”

Mr. Song just hummed, and didn't want to say anything more to him, and when he saw him retreat, he sat down angrily, raised the inkstone in his hand and was about to smash it, looked at it, and put it down again, just fanning the wind hard.

suddenly felt that something was wrong, but no, his son was angry with this guy, and he came to tell him that he didn't sell the house, and he decided to go out in person, why is it now that he doesn't sell books?

ran out of the study with small steps, the courtyard was still empty, only the cicadas were chirping and annoying, but there was no Zhou Bo.

Mr. Song stomped his feet and said hurriedly: "It's true, it's really ......, why don't you hurry up and call Zhou Bo with the master, no, please come back!" ”

Watching the servant hurriedly leave the hospital, he couldn't help but look up at the sky, and said to himself: "The sky has no eyes, destroy the culture and prosper the business!" "If you don't give the silver these days, those masonry craftsmen will have to sue themselves to the county government, although they can't punish the doctor, then this person is really a big loss!

"Father!" The first to come in was the eldest son, and his eyes showed a strong sense of powerlessness and a deeper sadness.

"Don't worry, this house is for my father's eyes, only this week's family can pay off the money at once, let's, we will sell it to him!"

Young Master Song brought a cup of tea to his father.

Mr. Song shook his head and asked in a loud voice, "Why, haven't you chased it back yet?" ”

For a while, both father and son had some tears in their eyes, just to prevent each other from being more sad, so they each pretended to turn around and was busy with the things in hand.

After all, Mr. Song could see it a little more, smiled and patted his eldest son on the shoulder to show comfort, and only said that it didn't matter, the house could buy a smaller one, but it would be more lively.

At this time, a soft report came from outside, Zhou Bo, back.