Morning and twilight are important, but people don't live just for the sake of immediate happiness!

After all, no one can guarantee the future.

Cheng Jiejin had insomnia in the middle of the night, and when she woke up, it was already three poles of the sun outside the window, the sun was scorching, and all the flowers and plants that had been carefully cared for were sunburned.

As a runaway girl, the burden is not enough, and it is not a way to be lazy every day.

It is better to rely on yourself than on anyone.

A bold and uninhibited speech fell, and I don't know which position came from the twitter, which was really unappetizing.

"It's noisy."

Cheng Jiejin was dressed as a man, and after washing up simply, she was afraid that she would slack off and open the door for a moment.

Upstairs was very quiet, and she had observed it alone, and it seemed that she was alone and dared to stay in this black-hearted inn temporarily.

When I first moved in, I couldn't even take her bracelet with a glass of water. Anyway, it was worthless, so she didn't teach the shopkeeper a lesson.

Hmph, the person who asked her to do it hasn't shown up yet, so she doesn't want to be a shrew. At least this account, she will have to get it back sooner or later.

"Cheng, Cheng Gongzi." Xiao Er's face was as pale as a ghost, and he was stunned in place.

Wet area with a strong musty smell. Upstairs in a dilapidated state, the innermost room is full of dead cockroaches and rats.

Cheng Jiejin's nose is very sensitive, and she knows that dirty mess will greatly affect business.

Look, even her cheap bracelet has to be taken away by thought, how short of money is?

"Little Er, what's going on outside? is so noisy, how can this son rest? ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to disturb Cheng Gongzi." Xiao Er sincerely apologized, he waved his hand and explained, "It's nothing, just for a few copper coins, a few ladies are messing around, and they don't get in the way." ”

"Really?" Cheng Jiejin didn't believe it.

Although she hadn't really seen the power of the wind and waves, it was obvious that she was even more eager to get ducks on the shelves, and had to show up alone. But she's not a fool, how about the boudoir? What she wanted to know was impossible not to know.

Therefore, she was born with a violent temperament and came and received quickly, one second she was still doubting the authenticity of Xiao Er, and the next second she slowly shook the big pu fan she picked up and went downstairs.

In the sweltering climate, she was fortunately prepared and did not let herself fall into a difficult predicament, and Xiao Er immediately came to serve her tea and pour water.

"What kind of hot drink, is there any fruit to relieve the heat?" Cheng Jiejin pushed away the hot cup with disgust.

"The reason for your family's bad business still needs to be changed. Xiao Er, you are too, don't care what the shopkeeper says, you always have to think about it yourself, and you must take the needs of guests as the first priority anytime and anywhere. It's like right now, I'm thirsty, and I'm still very hot. You go and meet my request, money is not a problem, and a proper tip is not a problem. ”

"Okay, yes, yes, yes."

Xiao Er turned his not very smart brain, roughly tidied up the hall, and hurriedly ran out with a bamboo basket on his back.

As far as the eye can see, Cheng Cuijin is now the God of Wealth of the entire inn. If she leaves, it is estimated that Xiao Er will not even have a companion to talk to.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Or else?

There wasn't a field outside the inn, and the big, round watermelons were about to die in the sun. It's not that Cheng Jiejin said that Xiao Er is not clever, even for the sake of her generosity, she doesn't even deserve to eat a watermelon, right?

It's hilarious.

That's it, there's no need to endure anymore. As soon as she saw Xiao Er walking away, she was facing the target with two feet.

Very good, since the shopkeeper stole her bracelet, don't blame her for kicking the door. If it's broken, it's bad, anyway, it's going to be this bad breath.

"Yo, did the door offend you?"

A little scholar who also shook a fan appeared.

Cheng Jiejin immediately became vigilant, she cocked Erlang's legs, and said with a bad attitude, "It's your, Lao Tzu said that one is one." Where did you come from, little brat, play with Lao Tzu. ”

"I, you little girl, what is the murder?" The world is declining, and the little scholar is aggrieved.

He went to Beijing to catch the exam, and on the way, he was robbed of the most valuable heirloom by gangsters and beaten up. Let the bad guys trick him into picking up rocks along the way, and he will die of exhaustion.

With God's favor, he spent a lot of effort to find this place after his shoes were worn out, who would have thought that he hadn't begged for food yet, and was actually yelled at by a little woman? He was so uncomfortable.

"Fart, Lao Tzu advises you to speak well." Cheng Jiejin deliberately cleared his throat and pretended to be uneasy to mess with.

There are few fresh faces in the deserted village, and she Cheng Cheng has only gained a foothold here, and a white and pure little scholar comes out from behind? Is it reasonable?

No, she can't be taken lightly, if it is a spy sent by those people, she will not be able to move an inch. Cheng Piggyback, Cheng Piggyback, put away your naïve set, don't forget, there is no turning back when you open the bow.

Fortunately, the little scholar was still well-behaved, and he really stood outside the threshold to hang without letting him in.

"You're a passer-by like me, so why are you the only one who is not friendly to me? You may not be superior to others, little girl, for my sake, I am dying of hunger and thirst, and you will have great mercy on me ......."

"Shut up, less nonsense, rambling."

"I have never offended the girl, please don't embarrass me."

"One more word, don't blame my fist for not recognizing people." Cheng Caijin's sharp eyes glared, which frightened the little scholar into a cold sweat.

Do you have to let her use a killer trick to be honest? She was still wondering, since she walked the rivers and lakes, her daughter's body has not been demolished, isn't the little scholar sharp-eyed?

No, it must be that she is too beautiful, and the little scholar just happens to praise it? Forget it, it's too fake.

When Xiao Er came back, Cheng Jiejin was already full of pot porridge, she didn't care about the poor little scholar, she was a mud bodhisattva who crossed the river, who else could she care?

"Guest, are you eating or staying at a hotel?" Xiao Er hurriedly put down the watermelon and flattered Cheng to bring the pickles.

Once Cheng Pigeon is a little satisfied, Xiao Er can't close her mouth naturally to get those copper plates, although Cheng Piggyback is not the kind of child born in a rich and noble family, but she is also familiar with human feelings, and for people like Xiao Er, she can't get used to it.

Salute first, then soldier.

If she treats him obediently, even if she has no money, Xiao Er will think that she is rich.

That's what she wants, tsk, good.

"Me, can I eat a bowl of porridge?" The little scholar pointed to Cheng Jie Jin and prayed.

Hehe, it turned out to be a beggar for a long time?

Cheng Jiejin smiled mockingly, and after eating and drinking, he got up and came to the little scholar.

is a good seedling who is rare, but unfortunately she doesn't like it. She was no less tall than the little scholar, tiptoeing, and she leaned into his ear without paying attention. "If I were you, I would be less poor and more begging, and if I don't have money, I have to pretend to be rich, so that I am not afraid of being looked down upon."

"You ......" The little scholar blushed with shyness, gradually lowered his head, and did not move for a long time.

Many people in the world are easily bewitched by fame and fortune, the cave of greed is difficult to fill, people's hearts are unpredictable, true and false, false and true are also true and false.

If it hadn't been polished, she really wouldn't have dared to take the white blade single-handedly.

The suffering she has suffered is enough for her to have an endless aftertaste, and this little scholar, where did he come from? If he really has a purpose, should he be eliminated?