Lin Song sat on the stone bench, slowly drank the tea on the table, and said with a smile:

"You three won't invite me over just for this."

"Of course not." Jia Huan was the first to say.

Lin Song looked at him with a smile, and also smiled: "I knew that your sister was powerful, but now I know that you, your mother's compatriots, always have something in common." ”

Jia Huan said, "What doesn't work? These days they have been busy building gardens, and no one has taken care of us. I heard someone say a good place to go the other day, wouldn't it be nice for the four of us to go together? ”

"I'm idle, and if you all want to go, it's okay to go." Jia Huan laughed and said:

"I told them a long time ago, only you." Saying that, the three of them picked up the sticks on the table and stood up, and handed one to Lin Song.

Lin Song saw that this was just an ordinary wooden stick, and there was nothing strange about it, so he couldn't help but ask:

"What do you do with a stick?"

"You'll know when you go." As he spoke, the three of them hugged Lin Song and went out from the west corner gate of Rongfu.

Rongfu Street was quiet, and after walking for a long time, I passed two more streets. Lin Song was pulled into a martial arts hall by them.

Looking in from the outside, the people inside are all using sticks.

Lin Song couldn't help but laugh and said, "This is what you call a good place?" ”

"Hmm!" Jia Lan was the first to speak, looking at the man inside, his eyes were a little hot.

Lin Song hurriedly took away the sticks in everyone's hands and threw them to the little guys before saying:

"Well, come with me."

As he spoke, he walked down the street for a while, and saw an old man in a teahouse telling a story.

So he took them in, and found a secluded place to sit down. Cai said:

"How do you think of learning sticks?"

"If you want to learn, you can learn." Jia Huan and the three of them looked away at the same time. As for what the storyteller in the teahouse said, they didn't want to listen.

Xiao Er came up to pour tea, and the little guys gave him some copper plates. After pouring the tea, he took out a cloth bag from his bosom and grabbed a handful of melon seeds from it and put it on the table. Nodding his head and smiling:

"Everyone, please use it."

As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Song and the four of them again, muttering in his heart. How could there be such a boy in gold and silver sitting in this corner?

Lin Song and the four of them don't drink tea or eat melon seeds.

After a long period of silence, Jia Huan was finally defeated first under Lin Song's gaze, and said:

"How many of us were there? Going to school together and practicing martial arts together, it was so enjoyable, how could it have changed all the time after just over a year of kung fu? ”

Jia Huan pointed to himself, his eyes were full of sadness, "I don't have to talk about Cong'er." Everybody thinks we're little women. But Lan'er, you don't pay attention to it? We all know that your family has been added to the knighthood, and it is inevitable that you will be busy. But what about our previous friendship? You've come to see us. ”

Lin Song smiled: "Why don't I read it." ”

"If you think, why don't you come to us, a month's work, wait for us to invite you, you are willing to come." Jia Huan didn't believe it.

Bijalan pressed his hand and said, "Let's get together rarely, let's listen to books." ”

Jia Huan had no choice but to give up.

They all listened to the storyteller, "Sister, where have you gone?" Please undress and sleep. ”

After speaking, the storyteller put on a monkey look, shook his head and said, "You go to sleep first, and wait for me to come out." ”

Lin Song and the three of them still didn't understand which one he was talking about. The storyteller learned a pig cry, hummed and chirped and lay down, and learned another pig call.

After the house burst into laughter. Only then did he go to the other side, sit on the chair, and take out a woman's tone, pretending to be a monkey, and sighed: "The creation is low." ”

Hearing this, Lin Song already knew which one it was, and Jia Lan and Jia Huan also vaguely guessed it. Dudu Jia Cong muttered: "Why is there still a pig barking, what kind of drama is this?" ”

As he spoke, he saw the storyteller jump to the other side, put on a pig-like look, and said very angrily, "Why are you annoyed? How did the creation get low? I got to your house, and although I ate some tea and rice, I did not eat your ...... in vain Now you wear brocade and gold on your body, flowers and fruits are eaten at four o'clock, vegetables are fried in eight sections, and you still have those who don't take advantage of your heart, so short and long, what kind of creation is low? ”

As soon as these words came out, Rao is Jia Cong also knew, and said with a smile: "Where did I say where the pig barked, it turned out to be Sun Xingzhi Gao Laozhuang playing Bajie." ”

For a while, Lin Song and the others laughed and said, "Brother Cong, you actually heard this, did you hear it?" ”

"He said it vividly, but in the end, one person dressed up as several people. It's common to hear it suddenly and not be able to hear it. Jia Cong pretended not to care.

Lin Song and the others looked at him with a smile.

Jia Cong's face turned red, and the green tendons on his forehead bloomed, arguing:

"I can't hear it for a while, but I don't know it...... Journey! …… If you don't understand it for a while, can you think you don't know it? Then there were difficult words, such as "I don't read miscellaneous books", "I only read four books", etc., which caused Lin Song and the three of them to laugh; A small table was surrounded by a cheerful air.

Jia Huan even exposed his shortcomings, saying: "You like to listen to dramas the most, I don't believe you haven't heard of this play." ”

Jia Cong became more and more straightforward, the small table was surrounded by benches, and he also squeezed beside Lin Song. Say:

"I love to watch it, who let me watch it? I love to watch it, but it's just a play to be able to see it. How do you know I've seen this one? Is it possible to get you and me in the turn of the show? ”

Jia Huan was dumb.

The two looked at Lin Song one after another, only to hear Lin Song say, "I haven't heard of this play either." ”

"Listen, even Brother Lin hasn't heard of it." Jia Cong hurriedly choked Jia Huan, causing Jia Lan to say to him again:

"He's funny, just be quiet."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Song smiled again: "Just now you said that this is a person pretending to be a few people, which is a bit interesting." What do you think if he is not a person, but several people, and everyone has different clothes, but he does not sing like a song, but performs vividly on the stage? ”

"How is this going to be?" Jia Lan couldn't think of it for a while.

But Jia Cong clapped his hands and laughed: "If you can perform, this scene will be a pig Bajie on one side and a monkey playing pig on the other, and it will be more interesting if the two of them make trouble!" It's more fun than singing a double reed alone! ”

Before he finished speaking, he attracted angry eyes from the whole house, but after looking at the rich clothes of Lin Song and the others, they all turned back and didn't dare to look at it again.

One of the splashes sat in the middle of the stage, drank some wine, and sat down with a few brothers to listen to a book.

Seeing that everyone didn't dare to look back, he deliberately played tricks and scattered the melon seeds in his hand. Slammed the table and stood up. Turning back to Jia Cong, who was speaking. Just scolded the word "son of a......".

He saw the outfits of Lin Song and the four of them clearly, and he was directly dumb.

These are the young masters of that family, how could they come to such a place?

But everyone looked at him, and he couldn't hold it on his face, and finally asked: "You don't want to listen, why are you making trouble with us!" ”

Jia Cong was laughed at by Lin Song and the others, and he just laughed. Hearing this playful question, and being watched by so many people, how could he hold on his face. He immediately stood up, stretched out his finger and pointed at the splashy and shouted:

"Your uncle can open my mouth if I want to, what are you, dare to ask me!"