I saw Jiang Ruotong curiously take out the gold pen from the brocade box, but his hand suddenly sank, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly held the gold pen with both hands, and then looked at Wang Yang with a sad face:

"Master Wang, this is too heavy, the little girl can't take it, can you change it for me again?"

As he spoke, Jiang Ruotong put the gold pen and brocade box back on the table in front of Wang Yang, and looked at Wang Yang with a blank look.

Seeing this, Wang Yang's face froze.

But Han Liru secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then scolded Jiang Ruotong:

"I don't know how to be polite at a young age, how can I take the initiative to ask for gifts from others, and I don't want to retreat quickly!"

"Yes!"

Jiang Ruotong shrank his head and hurriedly retreated behind Han Liru.

At this time, Han Liru looked at Wang Yang again and said apologetically:

"Forgive me! The girl is young, she doesn't know how to be polite, and she still looks at Haihan! ”

"Out of the way, out of the way! Tong Yan is unscrupulous, another day the old man will bring a light pen to Ruotong's niece! ”

Wang Yang snorted and hid his embarrassment.

Then, Wang Yang looked at Jiang Ruotong with a smile, and said as if the elders cared about the juniors:

"Ruotong's niece! I've been away from home for so long, do you miss my mother? When are you going to go back to see your mother? ”

Hearing this, Han Liru's eyes narrowed slightly, glancing at Wang Yang.

He didn't expect Wang Yang to get an answer from him, so he went to knock Jiang Ruotong on the side.

But Jiang Ruotong nodded obediently:

"I miss my mother! But it's up to my dad to decide when I go back, and I don't know when my dad will take me back......"

After that, Jiang Ruotong pursed her mouth, full of loss.

"Yes, yes, it's up to Daddy when I go back!"

Wang Yang smiled and nodded, but he was depressed because he didn't get what he wanted.

The atmosphere here was a little awkward.

Seeing that he couldn't get what he wanted, Wang Yang didn't stay for long, and left after drinking half a cup of tea.

As soon as Wang Yang left, Han Liru and Jiang Ruotong looked at each other, both full of doubts.

Although Jiang Ruotong is young, she has received a strict education since she was a child, plus the girls of this era are precocious, and they also know some things, knowing that it is not simple for Wang Yang to give her gold, but she doesn't understand why Wang Yang gave her such a precious thing.

And Han Liru is not to mention, he can already see from Wang Yang's two side knocks that Wang Yang wants Jiang Shaofu to leave quickly, and even seems to be afraid that Jiang Shaofu will continue to stay here, otherwise he will not send gold.

It's just that Han Liru doesn't understand that Jiang Shaofu is only here for business temporarily, and he doesn't belong to each other, and he doesn't have much to do with it, so why should Wang Yang be afraid of him?

Brushing his beard, Han Liru sat on the chair and pondered......

Outside the private school.

After Zhao Yu came back from the teahouse, he plunged into the dormitory, lay on the cabinet at the head of the bed and began to write the story in "Liao Zhai".

Zhao Yu only knows a rough idea of the story in "Liao Zhai", and he can't copy the original version, so he needs to process it himself.

In addition, there are some anachronistic things in "Liao Zhai", and Zhao Yu must also eliminate them, after all, he is to earn money, he doesn't want to cause trouble, and his small body can't afford the big storm.

So this back and forth, it takes time to write a story, and in order to be able to give Hu Laosi a story in time, you have to hurry up and write it.

Thereupon.

Since this day, Zhao Yu has one more thing to write a story every day, which adds a bit of fun to his already fulfilling private school life.

And the time is also in such a quiet and fulfilling, two days have passed.

In the past two days, a small whirlwind has blown in Changning County.

After Hu Laosi got the story of Zhao Yu, after a night of preparation, he started to talk in Fulu Teahouse the next day.

As soon as that story came out, it immediately caused a great sensation in Changning County.

Novel ghost stories, breaking through the love of people and ghosts in feudal etiquette!

This brought an extreme auditory impact to the people of the Ming Dynasty who lacked spiritual entertainment, and also stimulated their curiosity hunting psychology.

Even Zhao Yu, a small private school, was affected.

One by one, the half-grown children shouted that they wanted to go to the ancient temple of the Sleeping Desert Temple, and they wanted to have a unique adventure, which was very lively.

And when the whirlwind inside and outside the private school is surging, our initiator is injecting new vitality into this whirlwind at this time.

Next to the courtyard wall in the courtyard of the private school.

Sunset.

The high courtyard wall separates the private school from the castle, and on the courtyard wall, there is a circular lattice openwork window made of hollow bricks, through which you can see the inside and outside of the private school.

At this time, inside the courtyard wall, Zhao Yu sat at the stone table in front of the hollow window, holding a book in his hand, looking at it with relish.

Of course, Zhao Yu's reading was fake, and his mind was all on the hollow window next to him.

Outside the hollow window, among the dense leaves, there is an old face clinging to the hollow window, staring at Zhao Yu with triangular eyes full of anticipation and eagerness.

This person is the storyteller of Fulu Teahouse, Hu Laosi!

"Little boy, little boy Zhao! Has the rest of the story been written? ”

Hu Laosi's voice was as intimate as calling his father, and even because he was looking forward to it too much, his throat rolled unconsciously.

Zhao Yu tilted his head, glanced at the old face outside the hollow window, and seemed to be smiling:

"Mr. Hu, it seems that you have earned a lot in the past two days!"

"No, no! It's just a living, just a living! ”

Hu Laosi tried his best to restrain his eagerness, and smiled awkwardly.

However, looking at Zhao Yu's smiling smile with his head tilted, Hu Laosi was a little in a trance.

Suddenly, Hu Laosi saw a maturity that did not match his age from Zhao Yu, just like an adult, but the Zhao Yu he saw two days ago was not so mature.

"Mr. Hu doesn't have to be like this!"

Just when Hu Laosi was in a trance, Zhao Yu stretched his waist and smiled easily:

"Ben Gongzi is a man who talks and counts, and if he says two hundred words, a story is two hundred words, and he will not raise the price just because you earn more, so you don't have to lie to this son!"

Zhao Yu is not worried that Hu Laosi will see his maturity, he used Jiang Ruotong's momentum to deter Hu Laosi before, and now he is in a private school, and he is not afraid of what Hu Laosi will do to him, so he is too lazy to pretend.

What's more, even if he shows some maturity? He's a reader, isn't it strange that he's a serious mature point?

And so it is.

After Hu Laosi was in a trance, he didn't care about the story in his heart, and hurriedly said yes, and then said eagerly:

"Then Zhao Xiaogongzi, has the next story been written? The little old man is really anxious here, and the guests in the teahouse are all urging! ”

"Of course!"

Zhao Yu stopped talking nonsense, took out a few pages from his arms and handed them to Hu Laosi.

It's just that the stone bench where Zhao Yu is sitting is some distance from the courtyard wall, and Zhao Yu's hands are short, so he can't reach the hollow window after handing it over.

However, Hu Laosi was eager, and without waiting for Zhao Yu to get up and hand it over, he stretched out his hand into the hollow window, grabbed the paper in Zhao Yu's hand with a jump, and looked at Zhao Yu stunned.

Hu Laosi couldn't take care of Zhao Yu anymore, and hurriedly looked at it after grabbing the paper.

The more he looked at it, the more excited Hu Laosi's face became, and even his face became flushed because of excessive excitement.

"Good, good, good story!"

nodded vigorously, but after reading it, Hu Laosi was stunned again.