Chapter 7 Killing the Chicken

The crescent moon naturally told the story of "The Stone Story" told by Jiang Ning with Miss and Xing'er, and every day the crescent moon would think about when the aunt would be free, and gradually, Jiang Ning was asked to tell a paragraph every day, and the next day, he would tell it to Miss and Xing'er in a colorful voice.

The two of them had never heard such a story, so they were naturally extremely curious, once Wang Ruoyan was free, he would ask the crescent moon to tell him, but after these days, he never felt that Jiangning had any scholars.

According to Grandpa, the Wang family also had a talented son, served as a county commander, and sat all the way to the prefect, and then the generation was not as good as the generation, to the grandfather's generation, relying on the help of the clan, began to do business, and after that, there was no more talented people.

Mrs. Wang also thinks that there are one or two descendants of the Wang family who can be famous and glorify their ancestors, but the descendants of the Wang family are so indisputable, and if there is no talent, there is no talent, and when it comes to Wang Ruoyan's generation, only Wang Ruoyan can be regarded as having some brains, and the rest of the people are either visiting the Qinglou or drinking flower wine, doing nothing all day long, and occasionally going to the store to withdraw money.

And the stories outside are all stories of talented and beautiful women, where are there stories like "The Story of Stones"? Therefore, he was entangled by the crescent moon to tell stories, fortunately, Jiang Ning has a good temperament, and there is no shelf, as long as the crescent moon wants to listen, he will talk about it, firstly, it is also to relieve boredom, and secondly, it is also good to enhance the relationship between master and servant.

The crescent moon followed Jiang Ning's side, and she would not say that Miss was not good, but generally said how hard the young lady was, how she thought about him, and so on, so she naturally hoped that Jiang Ning and Wang Ruoyan would be good.

How could Jiang Ning not know that Wang Ruoyan looks like a weak woman in the water town of Jiangnan, but when she speaks, she has the momentum of some shopping malls, big or small, but she is also approachable, but she is busy every day, which makes Jiang Ning seem to see her former self, and she can't say that she likes it, at least, she doesn't hate it.

Xing'er patted the crescent moon: "You want to pester your uncle with the story, you little Jiujiu." ”

The crescent moon stuck out her tongue: "So what?" ”

The crescent moon made a grimace, but it was not light, Xing'er wanted to listen, if the young lady was not there, she had to beg the crescent moon in a good voice and shoot towards the crescent.

The two laughed and ran towards the door.

"Hehe......" Wang Ruoyan couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw this, and it was early in the morning, when he was having dinner with Jiang Ning, such episodes appeared from time to time, and for Wang Ruoyan, who was about to face a whole day's work, it was undoubtedly the best way to regulate pressure.

Jiang Ning also smiled: "Those things are not mine, they belong to Mr. Cao, if you like it, I will tell you a paragraph every night." ”

"Really?" Wang Ruoyan said with a smile.

Jiang Ning looked at Wang Ruoyan, his eyes were clear, and he was actually looking forward to it. Since Jiang Ning joined the family, three months have passed, and in the three months of getting along, the two of them have not been so angry, but they seem to be a little like friends.

Jiang Ning nodded: "Of course, when it's time to eat, it's just there." ”

"Yes." Wang Ruoyan nodded lightly and smiled slightly.

The beautiful eyes flowed, and Jiang Ning also smiled in his heart, such Wang Ruoyan was beautiful.

This kind of beauty is not only the beauty of appearance, but also the beauty that he has not encountered before, without any carving, close to natural beauty. What others look up to him is nothing more than the money and status that come rolling in, so they will smile at him, and they can't shake it off like a dog skin plaster.

But now he is just a penniless son-in-law, and he has nothing but a skin, so at this time, feelings should be the most precious and real.

At least that's what Jiang Ning thought.

Jiang Ning walked along the Yudai River towards the West Lake, and from a distance, he saw a woman holding a chicken in her left hand, who had already grasped her wings, twisted the head of the chicken, and held a knife in her right hand, slashing towards the neck of the chicken, and half-squatted on the stone platform by the river, and put a bowl next to it, thinking that she was preparing to store the blood of the chicken.

The woman's brows were furrowed, although her body was half squatting, but it was also very tight, as long as she saw it, she knew that it was the first time to start, after the knife was crossed, the chicken in her hand fluttered non-stop, and the woman threw the knife directly, and her right hand grabbed the chicken's feet, and the knife fell into the lake with a thud.

After the blood was drained, the woman put down the chicken in her hand, rolled up her sleeves and picked up a bamboo pole to hook the knife in the lake.

Jiang Ning naturally recognized the woman, stepped forward quickly, and before the woman fell into the water, she took the bamboo pole, and without saying a word, she flicked the sharp knife towards the lake, rolled up her sleeves and lay on the ground to pick it up, shook her hand, and handed it to the woman.

Liu Sisi looked at the man in front of him in great surprise, and then looked at this scene and the dead chicken and chicken blood at his feet, which was a little funny.

"Don't get me wrong, it's just that I'm afraid that you're falling into the lake, and I'll save you again, it's not as simple as this." Jiang Ning raised his hand, and the sharp knife was still in his hand.

Liu Sisi hurriedly took the knife, and said a little embarrassed: "Thank you Gongzi for saving me a few days ago, but the concubine hit the son, and the concubine is here to make amends......"

Saying that he was about to give Jiang Ning a blessing, Jiang Ning hurriedly waved his hand: "It's okay, it's just a matter of raising your hands." After speaking, he waved his hand at Liu Sisi: "It's better for you to stay away from the river in the future, goodbye." ”

As he spoke, he got up and ran along the Yudai River, steaming all over, and panting when he spoke.

Liu Sisi was slightly stunned, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly shouted: "Dare to ask Gongzi's surname......

Jiang Ning's running speed had obviously improved a lot compared to the first time, and Liu Sisi's voice dissipated into the air like this.

"Hey......" Liu Sisi sighed, and immediately thought about it, since he has been here every day, it is enough to get up early and wait, and he must know his name tomorrow.

"It's just a matter of raising your hands......" Liu Sisi recalled Jiang Ning's words in his heart, saying it was extremely casual, it seemed that he didn't care about these things at all, as if he was just raising his hand and saving her, afraid that she would fall into the river again, and then help her get a knife.

Liu Sisi has seen a lot of men, close to her, close to her, all for two points, one is face, the other is beauty, this is also the world's scholars, no, men in the world will fight for something, even the sage book said, my fair lady, a gentleman is good, is to find the most high-sounding reason for men to be lustful.

But this person didn't even look at her much, and when he finished helping, he turned around and left.

Liu Sisi looked at his clothes, shook his waist again, it was still the same as before, frowned and touched his cheek again, there was no change, just no powder.

Isn't this just the blandness of her heart? But when the real dullness came, I was a little lost. Liu Sisi picked up the chicken, took the knife, and carried a bowl of chicken blood, and walked towards the shop on the side.

"Forget it, all men in the world are the same......" Liu Sisi thought, at least in her current opinion, it is still like this, she has struggled at the bottom of society, has seen the darkest human warmth, but then in the direction of the Yudai River, she glanced at it.