Chapter 19: Cloth and Cloth (18)

The seventeen or eighteen beggars crackled the bamboo poles in their hands and pounded on the ground for a while, but suddenly stopped. Cheng Guyao thought that they were going to leave eventually, and just breathed a sigh of relief, who knew that there was a loud noise again, so there was a pause, three pauses, three stops, three sounds. Cheng Guyao was a girl, and she couldn't help but feel ridiculous and angry, and scolded crisply: "What are these so-called Huazi going to do? Annoyed, he picked up the teacup on the table and threw it down the window.

Feng Zidu saw it next to him, and said with a secret smile: "I didn't expect to see Sister Yao for more than half a year, but Sister Yao is becoming more and more impatient." However, he felt that this matter was strange after all, and hurriedly reached out to hold down Cheng Guyao. Suddenly, a thought flashed in my mind, these beggars hit the ground with bamboo poles, the sound was like firecrackers, could it be some kind of special ritual in the beggar gang, to welcome the arrival of a certain character?

Sure enough, from time to time, they heard the creaking of wooden planks at the staircase, and the two beggars turned upstairs with their hands behind their backs. It wasn't until this moment that Fengzi realized that he and Yao Mei were left in a huge restaurant, as well as a person in the corner. The man was in his forties, and although his clothes were old and had two patches sewn on them, they were also very clean, and he was drinking from his bowl in his hand. All he had on his table was a plate of salted and dried broad beans and a large amount of wine.

The eyes of the two beggars who came up were like electricity, and they only swept the faces of Feng Zidu and Cheng Guyao, and then walked quickly in front of that person, respectfully held their hands and saluted, and said: "I don't know if the distinguished guests are coming, if you miss the welcome, you still hope to forgive the sin." The man snorted, put down the big bowl in his hand, and asked coldly, "Where is Feng Tinon?" The two beggars' faces changed slightly when they heard this, and they glanced at Feng Zidu and Cheng Guyao, but they didn't say anything. The man shrugged and shouted, "It's okay. The two beggars nodded busily and said, "Yes, yes." ”

After a while, one of the two beggars, a slightly older man, answered, "There are six and eight wildernesses under the seat, and there is no root and no root. Returning to the master of Qi Hall, the master of my hall Feng is in the drunken chrysanthemum pavilion by the river at the moment, personally waiting for the master of Qi Hall to move over and speak. The Qi hall master snorted coldly again, and said: "So I don't think that Feng Tinong hasn't seen him in the past few years, and he still hasn't made much progress after all. Hey, hey, hey. The slightly older man held his hand again and saluted: "The master of the Hui Qi Hall knows that now when the gang is returning to the slump, the walls are often eared, and treachery is rampant. Feng Tang Master burned the rhino and watched the fire, which was also caused by the help plan. ”

The Qi hall master laughed and said, "What a great plan to help!" waved his hand and shouted in a deep voice: "I know, I'll go over in a moment." Jump out of the window and get out. After speaking, he didn't say anything, picked up the big bowl and only drank wine. When the two beggars heard this, their faces couldn't help but change drastically, and they finally looked at each other miserably, and then saluted and sang: "In this way, we will retire first, and wait for the master of the Qi Hall in the drunken chrysanthemum pavilion by the river." "If you really come to turn around, you both jumped out of the windowsill and rolled down into the street.

Feng Zidu and Cheng Guyao saw it, but they were shocked and shocked, Cheng Guyao was unconsciously close to Feng Zidu's side. I heard a loud crackling of bamboo poles on the street below the floor, and after the ringing, I saw that the seventeen or eighteen beggars were singing along the end of the street, and after a short time, they disappeared around the corner.