The two somewhat decayed door panels of the building were closed, and the woman who was also a head and face figure in Rouge Lane was hung outside the house by Sister Cui, and the face that used too much gouache to cover the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes trembled with humiliating anger. I have to tear up the mouth of the slut who doesn't give half of face.

One person ascended to heaven with a chicken dog, and the child who was rolling in the mud of the market was looked down upon by that person, and even Wang Cuicui was also majestic, although it was angry, she was helpless.

Ning Xiangju in Rouge Lane followed the words of the reader, even if it is not the identity of the champion, the tanhua will never escape, so there is also a pomp and circumstance, but the upbringing of the grandmother is not a very important character, and it is understandable to bring two small girls, but now the pomp outside the building must not be within her reach.

After finishing the previous sentence, Sister Cui couldn't tolerate any more and almost found a reason to turn away the former sisters who were working in Ning Xiangju, no matter how she slapped the door panel, she would no longer open the door, and the two sturdy old door panels were far from being opened by a woman's strength, Sister Cui squatted down and leaned on the door panel, the thick bast paper pasted the panes, and the people outside looked hazy inside, and they couldn't see it really.

Xu couldn't find Sister Cui's figure and couldn't open the door, the people outside retreated stupidly, and the firelight outside the building was all gone, only a little looming remained, and they stubbornly guarded outside the building.

With a little spittle on his fingertips, he lifted the corner of the window paper a little to look out, and there was only one person who was still bustling with lanterns.

Seeing that the man still had no intention of leaving, and his feet were sore, Sister Cui opened the door panel a few inches apart, and asked the people who were still guarding outside, "What else do you want from my dilapidated building?"

"But I asked to see the man. ”

"It's useless, the mind of a character like Childe, where can we, the little women, guess and understand. Outside the building, the face of the woman who was as graceful as a peony darkened, "Besides, you want to spend your mind on the person that Gongzi likes now, and you have committed a big taboo, so it is better to retire early and find a good family to marry." ”

"I just want him to change his mind...."

Sister Cui showed a sarcastic smile, even if her appearance and outfit were far inferior to the graceful woman she faced, she was still as aggressive as the girl who taught the girl who did the wrong thing when she first entered the industry: "Thinking about spending some effort on that kid and then giving up his face to beg him?" Not to mention whether the son is happy or not, moving the secret son he buried is equivalent to messing with his business, have you ever seen the son still deal with the person who spoiled his business?"

"Childe is affectionate! What you say is wrong! Childe is happy with me!"

Sister Cui looked at the disfigured woman in front of her with pity.

Childe is a businessman, and the merchant values profit over separation.

The woman in front of her, who had been taught by her and now became the Oiran of Xiaoxiang Garden in Rouge Lane, was nothing more than trying to use some common means to hook the child's soul, so as to seek the change of heart of the son, the man in white who had made her one of the Oiran of Rouge Lane and left.

"Sister, please, Childe hasn't come to Xiaoxiangyuan for a long time. The graceful woman stepped forward and grabbed Sister Cui's sleeve, "That kid must have something different, otherwise how could the son be..."

Sister Cui waved her hand, she almost fell to the ground, staggered three or five steps before she could stabilize, and the pearl jade at one end was also messy, no longer luxurious a few breaths ago, but like an abandoned woman who was expelled from the house by a large family.

Seeing Sister Cui who resolutely closed the door panel, the woman hated it, but she couldn't do the gaffe like slapping Sappo before, so she left.

Sister Cui frowned, looking at Wei Changpan, who had just returned from the Longpu River with a wooden basin full of dishes and chopsticks, obviously everything was seen at a glance.

"Put those things down and come over here. ”

He put all the dishes and chopsticks in the wooden basin in the cupboard of the stove room, then wiped his hands with a rag, walked out, and sat down in front of Sister Cui.

Father Yan and Mother Sun avoided going up to the second floor to rest, and only Sister Cui and him were left on the first floor of the building, sitting at the table where they had just eaten, facing each other.

"I won't deceive you, the rent of the building can be waived, it's all up to your face, or the face of the son. Sister Cui looked very tired, and her two rough index fingers kept rubbing the points on both sides of her forehead, "Then the silver you owe will be written off, and I still owe you something, so I will tell you everything." ”

Wei Changpan listened attentively and saw Sister Cui showing a yearning look.

"When I entered Rouge Lane at the beginning of the year, the liveliness here was also counted in Wuhang City, and the incense smoked in the pavilions everywhere could be smelled two or three miles away, and the rouge that was washed every day could make the Longpu River change color, and there were famous people in the city and Jiangzhou. ”

"The son who appreciates you, at that time, was still sitting in the most eye-catching carriage in Wuhang City all day long, surrounded by jars of fine wine, in the carriage he was surrounded by the Oiran in Wuhang City, just roaring through the streets and alleys of the city, throwing golden beans to the poor along the road, if the road meets the gentleman and does not give way, the horsewhip embedded in the pearl handshake will be waved, and no one dares to fight back. ”

"At that time, I came out of the earlier master's house, and I relied on the two of my grandmother in Rouge Alley to support such a scene, the sun rose, and I couldn't rest in the middle of the night, or even the rouge gouache used on stage could only pick the cheapest, and if I didn't wash my face for a long time, I would itch, and I couldn't help but scratch the dough but couldn't help but smear, who told us to be obscene in Rouge Alley. ”

Sister Cui said, gloomy and sad, these bitter things in the early years are mentioned vividly, the building has just opened, and the dim sum and food business made by Mother Sun is still good, but the people who come to listen to it are all peddlers and pawns, and most of them are staring at the skin that Sister Cui deliberately exposed.

"That day, the sky is not beautiful, there is no rest when it rains in the afternoon, and I don't know who is crying, there is no listener in the afternoon, and the two standing under the eaves are also sheltering from the rain. ”

"I don't listen to her, the rent of the building is so expensive, if one person can come to listen, it would be good to throw down a copper plate, and the rice for tonight's dinner will be earned." But the rain is getting heavier and heavier, how can anyone come again?"

She squinted, her cheeks became red, as if she was drunk: "Just about to put away the pipa, the enemy hugged the two wet bodies and exposed, and let me be ashamed of myself at a glance The girl came in, people said that the son of the Qin family was a very dignified figure in Yushu, and at that time he was just a soup chicken, jumping with his feet and asking for hot water with his mother." ”

Then he listened to the lute and left it. ”

Sister Cui raised her hand, grabbed the red rope around her neck and lifted a delicate box from a piece of softness, and took out the thing in it after opening it, which was also a golden bean, and the word "Qin" on it was not rubbed to only a faint trace, but it was a genuine, engraved golden bean.

"Three years ago, he came to Rouge Lane for the last time before he left Wuhang and listened to the pipa, but this time he left and didn't come to listen. ”

"How can there be such a merciless person in the world. ”

Holding the golden bean in the palm of her hand like her life, Sister Cui closed her eyes and put her fist-clenched hand against her cheek.

"So, don't take this golden bean too seriously, but it's not difficult to rely on this to make a stable rest of your life. ”

"All in all, Childe is not interested in you as a person, but what you are worth, just like gold, which was originally a thing like copper and iron, but later it was taken as a money messenger when it was taken care of. ”

Wei Changpan was running in the night, remembering what Sister Cui said.

"Can I keep myself from being killed?"

"Who dares to kill the person who is guarded by Childe. ”

He stopped, gasped for breath, and looked at the young man who was still on the road in the middle of the night, and kindly reminded: "Although the curfew is not strict at this time, I have been caught by the street patrol, so I still have to go to the yamen to get boarded, so I should go back early." ”

The old man who has been fighting in Wuhang City for half his life has never seen anything in the world, and he fled like crazy after killing people in the street, and when he was captured, blood was splashed all over the ground, and the gentleman on the beam who wore black clothes and walked on the wall was needless to say, he could see it every night, and a few of them were also familiar, and they might not be able to mean it when they met it, and they didn't need any good things to do.

But this kid doesn't look like a bad guy like this, and it doesn't hurt to mention it, you can't take care of it.

"It's dry, watch out for the candles...."

The old man, who had been in Wuhang City for most of his life, then knocked the gong in his hand in the streets and alleys, and the bang made Wei Changpan wake up.

Don't worry about dying inexplicably, don't even care about the notices posted by the government, Wei Changpan realized for the first time in his life that in addition to Emperor Dayao, there are still people who can do such a thing almost single-handedly, just because someone he likes is as easy as eating and drinking tea, putting people in the palm of his hand.

Is this what silver can do.... It's clearly something that looks good but can't be used to do anything, and once upon a time, it has also become a thing that can put people to death and be reborn.

Wei Changpan suddenly remembered that it was the end of the year, he had not been able to return to the town since he went to the Yanyulou of the Lake, I don't know if the relatives in the town are still healthy, whether anyone in the town killed the New Year pig, who pierced the lanterns of the children in the town this year, whether the roof of the old house at home should be repaired again, whether the father's legs and feet can do this work, the beauties in the Xiaoqing Building are okay, Wen Zhaoke is okay.

He raised his head and looked, a bright moon hung high, and on his face, probably the people in Qingshan Town were the same moon as the ones he was looking at.