Zhong Ling's foot injury has not healed, she is very bored at home, so she found a little sister who sang together to come out to breathe.

I heard that a new specialty snack near Liuli City is very popular, so I came here to try it.

Just as the two of them fixed their eyes on the food list posted on the wall, Zhong Ling's wrist suddenly sank, and when she reacted, her money bag was gone.

As soon as the little beggar came up to beg with them, Zhong Ling suspected that he had taken advantage of his unpreparedness to take the money bag away.

The two first bluffed the little beggar and took the initiative to hand it over, but when they saw that he was holding his neck and refused to admit it, they simply started to search the person's body.

How could the little beggar be at his mercy, and he would tear himself with them on the ground.

He was a thin child, how could he have beaten two adult women.

Even though Zhong Ling had injuries on her feet, Gu Qingdai didn't see that her performance was limited.

"Luancheng is such a big place, how can I meet you anywhere?"

Zhong Ling held her little sister to stand firm, and the more she looked at Gu Qingdai, the more unpleasant she became.

Haven't you been taught enough lessons last time for Qu Biqian?

Speak for this little beggar this time again?

"I also wonder, how can I always see Boss Zhong bullying people?"

Gu Qingdai pulled the little beggar to her side, and saw a fresh blood mark appear on his dirty little face.

Zhong Ling thought that it was the little beggar who stole her money bag, and confidently leaned at Gu Qingdai: "If I find my money bag on this little flower today, how does the shopkeeper Gu plan to end up?" ”

"If he didn't steal your money bag, what explanation does Boss Zhong plan to give?"

Gu Qingdai squatted down and took out a handkerchief to wipe the little beggar's face clean, "Did you steal it?" ”

Tears rolled in the little beggar's eyes, "I didn't. ”

"It's really disrespectful to search your body, but now I can only prove my innocence like this. Do you agree? ”

"What if I don't find it?"

The little beggar and Gu Qingdai looked at Zhong Ling at the same time.

"If you find it, you will kneel down and kowtow to me in public to apologize!" Zhong Ling crossed her arms in front of her chest, never doubting her judgment.

Gu Qingdai was very compassionate, it was clear that Zhong Ling herself was born in hardship.

To put it mildly, it is also the ninth rate, why do you make it so difficult for the poor?

"If you don't find it, will you kneel down for him?" Gu Qingdai asked.

At this time, the little sister beside Zhong Ling had noticed something unusual, she kindly tugged at the corner of Zhong Ling's clothes, and whispered to her that maybe they were wrong to blame others.

Xu Qiuxia had already surrounded everyone around her, and the battle was not as big as the last time in the silk village, but it was enough to make Zhong Ling embarrassed again.

Zhong Ling was first put to this point and couldn't retreat again, and secondly, she was angry with Gu Qingdai, not wanting her to succeed in front of her again.

If it weren't for Gu Qingdai, her feet wouldn't have been injured, and she wouldn't have been able to sing on stage for so long.

In the past so many days, Song Yueting has only come to see her once, and today I heard the little sister say that he went to the fireworks and willow alley to have fun again, completely ignoring her feelings.

The little beggar knew that he would not let him go easily if he was not searched today, and he was grateful to Gu Qingdai, a stranger, and took the initiative to stand up for him.

He began to untie the tattered short punches on his body, and at the same time softened his tone and spoke: "I don't have the same knowledge as you, if you don't find it, you can apologize to me." I'm a poor Hanako, but I don't do those things like stealing chickens and dogs! ”

As a result, it was clear to everyone that the little beggar did not steal Zhong Ling's money bag at all.

I don't know if the real thief saw this scene on purpose, or if Zhong Ling's money bag accidentally fell to the ground.

Her little sister noticed it with sharp eyes, and ran over to pick it up quickly.

Zhong Ling opened the money bag and counted it, looking at a reddened face and trying to quibble.

Gu Qingdai and the little beggar said almost in unison: "It can't be that there is less money, right?" ”

The little sister has an understanding of Zhong Ling's temper, and she also knows that she has been pursued by many bosses recently, and her temperament has become much more perverse.

Zhong Ling absolutely refused to bow her head, but if she continued to stalemate like this, it would do her no good.

The little sister took the initiative to stand up for Zhong Ling, apologized to the little beggar, and paid out of her own pocket to reward the little beggar with another silver dollar.

The little beggar didn't take it, and his big eyes were always staring at Zhong Ling with resentment.

Zhong Ling was dragged away by the little sister in the end, she twisted her head and glared at Gu Qingdai.

The bond between them deepened.

The crowd dispersed, and the little beggar had already said thank you to Gu Qingdai countless times.

Gu Qingdai was very ashamed, "If I really have the ability, I won't let you strip in public." If you remember today's shame, you will definitely win it back later. ”

On the way back, Xu Qiuxia took Gu Qingdai another look.

Before parting, she said: "The old man may appreciate this energy in you." ”

Gu Qingdai was busy quipping: "Xu Lao pointed to me to help him come back with more pastries to eat." ”

The next day, Gu Qingdai deliberately brushed on simplicity, and erased all the rouge gouache and Kodan accessories.

Xu Qiuxia saw that she was so uncomfortable, and felt that she was still dressed up brighter and more durable.

Fortunately, Mrs. Lu was very satisfied when she saw Gu Qingdai, and she was the person introduced by Xu Qiuxia to reach the roots, and she reported an unexpected honorarium for Gu Qingdai on the spot.

It's just that Gu Qingdai thought it was simple, she thought that Mrs. Lu paid her so much money for Xu Qiuxia's sake.

Until she met the eldest lady of the Lu family, Lu Minglan.

She wore a modified Western-style lace dress, and her hair was permed in a slightly curly fashion.

She sat in front of the piano and played a few notes at random, and then looked at Gu Qingdai who walked towards her with contempt.

"Have you ever seen a piano? Any idea how expensive this piano is? ”

Gu Qingdai walked to her side and rubbed the broken hair on her sideburns behind her ears casually, "Then Miss Lu can play?" ”

"It must be better than you." Lu Minglan was extremely conceited.

Gu Qingdai glanced at the wall clock in the piano room, "The piano teacher won't arrive until two quarters of an hour later, why don't you ask Miss Lu to let me open my eyes first?" ”

Lu Minglan laughed angrily: "That was half an hour later, what years have it been, and it is still so old." ”

She immediately played an introductory tune, and it could be seen that the technique was still very stiff, and the song played was even more intermittent and incoherent.

Gu Qingdai figured out her level and began to set her set: "Doesn't this song look too difficult to play?" Why don't Miss Lu let me try it? ”

Lu Minglan sneered disdainfully: "What can you do here?" My mom is really, who are she looking for. ”

"What if I pop it up?" Gu Qingdai continued to seduce.

"You're never going to pop out."

Gu Qingdai tilted her head and motioned for her to give up her position.

Lu Minglan stumbled and got up, "Let you play, let you play, let you, a hillbilly who has never seen the world, touch the piano." I promise you can't even read music! ”

"If I pop up, Miss Lu will have to promise me one condition."

"Don't say one condition, even ten, I will agree."

"It's a deal!"

Gu Qingdai heard the answer she wanted, turned around and began to play.

In her lifetime, she studied the piano as a hobby for a while, and she was not comparable to a professional master, but it was more than enough to cope with this kind of entry-level repertoire.

It didn't take long to play a tune, and when Gu Qingdai turned her head, she had already seen Lu Minglan's surprised expression.

"Miss Lu is a man of words, right?"