Chapter 1089: Dreaming Like a Dream: Dreaming and Resembling (31)
The follow-up money also fell on the eaves of the window one by one, and he would come no matter how windy it went.
Sometimes more, sometimes less, every time he came, he would stuff a note under it, and draw a big smiling face, very ugly but very warm.
Tong Rui told him countless times not to touch the money, but his father always didn't listen and punched him: "How can it not be your money, in my Tong family's house, it is my Tong family!" ”
He even looked at Zhang Qixuan's departing back and said, "Do you like him?" ”
Tong Rui was stunned for a moment, and shook her head again.
"Looks like he likes you."
“……”
Happy, like, does anyone dare to like a woman from a family like her?
Tongrui's father weighed the silver in his hand and smiled extremely spicy: "It's okay, anyway, this kid is stupid to send money to our family, so let him send it to you to get married." ”
"......" to get married?
"I'll help you take care of it, the deaf king on West Street is very good, I don't know how much money I made by opening a coffin shop." The man said to himself, not taking into account her feelings in the slightest.
Tong Rui tugged at the corner of his clothes and shook his head.
"Why don't you want to?"
Seeing her father's face change suddenly, she suddenly had a premonition of an ominous storm, and quickly shook her head.
The man looked at her cowardly trembling and shaking her head, and the gloom on her face precipitated: "Don't dare? If you don't dare, don't think about anything else! ”
Tongrui nodded and agreed.
In the follow-up, Zhang Qixuan still came to send money, and sometimes he also sent a little food, and some small playthings.
The man didn't want those playthings, so he let her play with them.
Zhang Qixuan gave some of the little playthings, a bird that fluttered and flapped its wings when it pulled a line, and a windmill that would hula when it blew. Although it was a thing with a long sword on the street, it was a novelty to her.
Gradually, there were more and more things, and the man was very displeased, thinking that the silver was used by Zhang Qixuan to buy playthings, and in addition, there was no silver on the windowsill outside for a long time, not even objects.
The man lifted Tongrui's grounding and asked her to ask Zhang Qixuan for money.
Tongrui resisted, but she had to go out hard.
As soon as she went out, she remembered his name and asked her neighbors around, who were disgusted by the notoriety. Even looking at her expression was a little displeased.
"That man, I guess he died in a ruined temple outside the city." After someone said this, he brushed his sleeves and left.
He didn't come in those days...... Isn't it a ......
Thinking of this, Tongrui suddenly had countless emotions in her heart, and she eagerly rushed to the broken temple outside the city.
At that time, the sky was relatively clear, but when she arrived at the ruined temple outside the city, it was already drizzling, and the whole sky looked crumpled, which always made people feel like their hearts were pinched.
She went to the ruined temple outside, but she didn't find him in several places, and she was very anxious in her heart.
Finally, I found him in a dilapidated hut outside, lying on the muddy ground, as if his body was covered with scars, blood and sludge mixed together, and the filth was difficult to identify.
Tong Rui lost his umbrella and couldn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly ran over and dragged him to a clean place, only to find that his face was beaten and his nose was blue and swollen, and it was almost difficult to distinguish his facial features.
She was in a hurry and wanted to call him, but her voice couldn't make a sound, so she had to pat his arm desperately with her hand.
The hut could no longer be broken, it could not shelter from the wind and rain at all, and the rain fell on her, so she simply took off her clothes and blocked the house, which could cover a little.