The officials in Wuhang City did not find any clues about the robbers after turning the city upside down, until a few children playing under the city wall inadvertently broke through the empty hole, and it became clear that the three had already escaped from the city.

Earlier, Rouge Lane was also disturbed by the arresters who came to search, and the fugitives were never found, and there were many other large and small cases that were arrested. "Small hidden in the mountains and forests, big hidden and the city", hiding in a place where brothels are lined can also be regarded as the best choice, but now it is exposed by the mud set off by this turmoil, which can only be said to be unpredictable.

Wei Changpan didn't travel, and if he was interrogated, he would have to show his stuff, so he avoided it, and didn't dare to tiptoe back until nightfall.

Now out of this case, Wuhang City also suddenly became nervous, the notice of the curfew of the city government has been there, he went over the wall back to the building and took some effort, but he almost bumped into the official who wanted to kill a horse pistol to catch fast, but fortunately, there was no danger, but it could be staggered.

The curfew in the city, although the carriages and horses at the entrance of Rouge Lane are sparse, they are all BMW carved cars, and several of the largest buildings are ushered in, either taking off their official uniforms and deliberately hiding their faces, or the children of wealthy lords with pendants on their waists, and the curfew in front of these people is also a dispensable thing.

Pick up a broom and gather a thick layer of sunflower seeds and peanut shells on the floor in the building, and then shovel them into the swill bucket with a shovel, waiting for the people to empty tomorrow, Wei Changpan roughly weighed the weight of today's dust, there should be more people listening to the book in the afternoon than in the previous two days, but Father Yan still has a sad face sighing.

"Daddy Yan, Daddy Yan, why are you still worried, isn't the business in the building okay today?"

However, Father Yan didn't want to deal with him, and just stretched out three fingers.

"Isn't that a good business?"

Father Yan shook his head two or three times, but still refused to speak, and his three fingers were still standing there straight.

"Could it be thirty taels?" Seeing that Father Yan was still shaking his head, Wei Changpan cautiously asked again: "Could it be that there are only three coins..."

The straight three fingers finally relaxed, and Daddy Yan picked up the bowl of tea on the side and brought it to his mouth, which was some cool herbs to protect his throat, and swallowed a few mouthfuls, pointed to his throat, and opened his mouth to make a speech, and finally turned into a funny honor that opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

"Tell the story to the throat to say bad?"

Wei Changpan asked tentatively, but Father Yan nodded again and again, and Mother Sun opened the curtain of the stove room and brought out a bowl of steaming egg tea.

"Old man Yan, drink this quickly, what about the eggs for three cents, it's not for your throat to get better quickly, cover your mouth and do what, how old is it, is it difficult to feed you?"

Daddy Yan, who was extremely resistant to this egg tea with his mouth and nose, was obviously shaken when he heard the "three pennies a piece" egg, and Mother Sun poured the bowl of egg tea down without much effort, but forgot that it had just been brewed with boiling water, Father Yan struggled, but he was still caught by Mother Sun, who had a lot of strength, as if he was grabbing a chick.

After pouring this egg tea, Mother Sun turned her head and complained to Wei Changpan: "Those little frustrations came to a bench to listen to the story, from beginning to end, when the tea and snacks were stuffed into the stomach for nothing, they were more atmospheric than anyone else, and when they took out the money, they became the new daughter-in-law who twisted and pinched, and the whole storytelling stopped, and a few of them were given to a copper, and even the tea money was not enough, Panzi, do you say that you are like a word?"

Mother Sun snorted angrily and took back the bowl where Ma Li had finished pouring egg tea, and when she saw Father Yan, who was blushing and blowing out, she said angrily:

"Feed your egg tea by hand, what do you want to do, pick and choose, be careful that there is no egg tea, gruel and pickles." ”

Father Yan, who was still blowing non-stop, blushed and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Hot!"

....

"Come on, good, open your mouth, yes, ah————"

Sister Cui made Daddy Yan open his mouth with a foolish child's tone, and when she saw her red and swollen throat after a mouth full of rotten teeth, she frowned and spoke:

"Originally, my throat was dumb, and now I am scalding, I have to rest for ten days and can't tell books, Mother Sun, you too, so hot egg tea is poured into him, where can I not burn my throat. ”

Mother Sun, who has two rough hands twisted together, can't say anything, Daddy Yan is the only one left in the building every day to have some input, Mother Sun's morning snack is often busy early in the morning, and it will be sold for dozens of dollars, not to mention the reward, a few days ago, there was a high roller from the north, probably because he didn't have a good time last night, and he was picky about the noodles cooked by Mother Sun didn't have the taste of his hometown, and his servants almost didn't lift the table in the building, and patted the noodle bowl and walked away, and he didn't give half a penny.

As for Sister Cui's pipa, it is even more bleak, with few listeners, and most of the time it is still the icing on the cake for Daddy Yan's storytelling, and she has to endure the boos of the listeners from time to time. After forcing a smile and putting away the pipa and going upstairs several times, they were so angry that they wanted to smash the pipa that had been with them for many years, but they were reluctant to give up this ordinary white wood pipa. It's just that the number of times I go downstairs after that has decreased, even if there is, it is to accompany the books that Father Yan said, and without the Qingke who knows pipa, Sister Cui's income has plummeted.

Wei Changpan.... Don't mention it.

"It's okay, what's the matter if your voice is a little hoarse, I want to be back then...."Father Yan muttered in a hoarse voice, but was stopped by Sister Cui.

This woman who has gone through the wind and waves does not have the habit of dying to save face and suffer crimes, Sister Cui sighed, the building in Rouge Lane, the rent of ten taels of silver per month, plus the cost of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, a small forty taels of silver cannot escape, and this silver has to be pasted into twenty taels for Sister Cui, who is now less than twenty taels of silver per month.

Since the business has lost money, there is no need to continue to do it, let alone in the case that the foundation is not very thick. Sister Cui has not been able to make up her mind to Yan Daddy after his voice was dumb and finally decided, the population flow in Rouge Lane is very fast, and the rent money is often rented three and one, Sister Cui only renewed the rent more than a month ago, this building can live for a while, but when the time comes, you have to leave, otherwise the official errand in the Wuhang City Mansion will come in less than three days, and everything in the house will be thrown to the alley on the road, so shameless.

Mother Sun's eyes were red, and she complained about herself, how could she say that she couldn't live if she couldn't go on.