"Oh-", accompanied by the loud rooster crows one after another, the morning sun completely occupied the whole world, driving away the darkness cleanly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe early morning of the summer always brightens up so quickly that it doesn't give people a reason to sleep any longer. The bright sunlight fell straight down, dyeing everything a layer of golden yellow like waxing, and the bright light, the scorching heat, urged everyone to get up quickly, and not to stay in bed anymore to be lazy.

From this point of view, this summer is like a strict proprietor, always whipping people with a whip and going to work hard, no wonder it is the favorite season of most merchants. However, the stern proprietor always looked the other way towards some special people, such as the aristocracy and the rich. Heavy curtains and cold drinks in the ice cellar can always dispel some of the anger of this summer adult, and it seems that summer is also quite a bit of a dislike for the rich and poor.

Of course, there are always some people who don't get the preference of summer, and many people get up even before the rooster crows and start working all day. One of them was the industrious Mr. Francis, who drove his wagon over and over again early in the morning to deliver the freshest seasonal fruits and vegetables to the luxury shops near the Holly Circle to satisfy the daily needs of the nobles. This work is tiring and heavy, and I can't get up and down, and my feet don't touch the ground, and sometimes I have to work from early morning to evening.

But then again, what kind of easy and decent work is there in this Shenghui City? If you want to support yourself and your family, you have to treat one bead of sweat as eight petals. Francis is very satisfied with his current job, at least his salary is paid on time, and he is rarely in arrears, which is enough for him to be grateful to Dade that there will be no situation where he will not be able to make ends meet, and his wife and children will be reduced to the Poole District, which is good, this is good.

Because life is such a hard and uncaring job.

Francis took off his straw hat and fanned the wind in his ear, and the cool breeze made him moan comfortably, as if the beads of sweat that were constantly dripping were not so hot and hot. He was carrying the basket vigorously, but found a familiar figure walking at the gate of the city opposite, also wearing a solemn and solemn dress on this hot day, which made people feel stuffy and panicked when they saw it.

Francis shrunk his neck and recognized the person in front of him as Master Donse, a rare nobleman. It's just that this noble noble lord has become common recently, and he has always been dangling at the city gate these days, standing guard with those guards, sometimes walking later than himself, and he doesn't know what he is trying to do? Francis often fantasizes about himself as the old man in front of him, with beautiful women in the house, as charming as the nightingale he once and once saw occasionally, unlike his wife, who is a yellow-faced woman with a bucket waist, and a servant fanning the wind in the house on such a hot day, and always having a few drinks every time he comes home, this is the life of the gods!

Just thinking about it, he suddenly saw Master Tang Se look over, and the eyes of the two were just met, Francis shrank and trembled with fright, and he didn't dare to daydream anymore, and honestly moved the goods.

Tang Se looked jealously at the civilian who was carrying the goods, or rather, he longed for the straw hat in the commoner's hand. In order to make a good impression in front of the possible Young Master El, he has been wearing a costume for the past few days and does not dare to slack off. But this day is too hot, Tang Se is delicate and expensive, which layer has suffered like this, just thinking about the shame that he was ridiculed by the slut of Pingdu, I don't know where the strength has been supporting Tang Se to persist until now.

He looked up at the millstone-sized fireball in the sky, his eyes were stinged with tears, and he couldn't help but curse, "Damn the weather." After scolding, his eyes couldn't help but stare at the straw hat in the civilian's hand, and he couldn't help but fantasize: How comfortable and cool the wind from the straw hat should be.

It's just that he really didn't ask the civilian for a straw hat, in case the news of his own straw hat spread, he would become the laughing stock of the entire Hawley District, which was absolutely impossible, so the strong Mr. Tang Tseer had to withstand the scorching sun to support it, and his spirit was really admirable.

Just when the two people with disparity in status envied each other, a carriage slowly drove towards the city gate. The carriage was pulled by four tall horses, so the already wide avenue turned out to be a little cramped, the body was threaded with gold filigree, and several pieces of bright yellow amber were skillfully put together into a marigold inlaid on the carriage by skilled craftsmen, highlighting the impression of luxury and luxury, highlighting the extraordinary identity of the owner.

"Calendula family!", Tang Se shouted in his heart, he rubbed his eyes, almost thought that he was suffering from heat stroke, and did not see clearly. "I have been guarding the city gate, and no nobles have entered or exited except for the young master El, so did they go out through that gate? But why did they pass through Manny again? This is unusual. ”

The inside of the carriage was not as hot as the outside, and it was even slightly cool, and it was obvious that ice cubes were placed in the carriage to cool down. A man and a woman sat opposite each other, and they looked like they were not young.

One of the noble ladies was crying and crying, and the tears that kept falling dyed the white handkerchief in her hand, and the man hurriedly handed over a new one when he saw this, and comforted him loudly: "Angelica, don't be sad anymore, if you are too sad and have an accident in your body, how can I live." ”

The lady named Angelica glared at the man with teary eyes, "Come on, Scott, you may not be happy if I really can't do it." No one is restraining you anymore, so go and have fun with those vixens!"

A trace of embarrassment flashed on Scott's face, and he hurriedly expressed his thoughts: "Look at what you said, Angelica." I've been by your side all these years, and how can I look at other women, I swear, you will always be my love. As he spoke, he wanted to hug the noblewoman, his face was full of tenderness and sweetness, as if he wanted to break his chest and take out his heart to show his love, but his lowered eyes concealed the anger in his eyes.

Angelica broke free from his embrace, crying and shouting: "You just have to say these good things to me, if you were really good to me, how could my child be secretly replaced by that bitch back then! If you still love me, why have you not heard from me for so many days, and you have not found any clues, it can be seen that you have not tried your best to investigate." Anyway, you don't know how many illegitimate children there are outside, you don't have me in your eyes at all, you don't have my hard-working children. Tears fell again.