Saying that, Liu Cuihua's eyes flickered, and Songbai was originally a little suspicious, and then heard a commotion outside the door, this Wen Liu sat down on the ground and left.

"Who is making a noise outside the door? Hurry up and send someone in to interrogate?" Songbai looked at Liu Cuihua sitting on the ground, and then said to Zhang Qiu.

Seeing this moment's work, Zhang Qiubai came in with a person, and Songbai looked up and couldn't stop being amazed.

It turns out that the person who came in was also extremely funny! Dressed in a patched Xiucai shirt, but holding a boy's fan, it made everyone a little ridiculous!

"Under is this fallen Xiucai, but also the close neighbor of this Wen Liu's family, not only surnamed Kong Mingsheng, I have seen all the generals, this Liu Cuihua lies again and again, don't believe her nonsense. This young poor and sour talent, Liu Cuihua on the ground snorted angrily, bent down and clenched his fists and said to Song Bai.

"Yes, then there is Lao Kong Xiucai, you can tell me, what the hell is going on, what is the secret in it?" Songbai bent down and clenched his fists in return, and sat down on the stool next to Xiucai.

"Wen Liu's family is talking nonsense, this is difficult to say, if you adults don't mind, make a pot of tea first, and then I will talk slowly, okay?"

"Okay, okay, can Wen Liu take out the good tea leaves at home and let your neighbor moisten his throat first?" Zhang Qiubai waved his hand to help this Liu Cuihua and whispered into his ear.

"Okay then! Since the generals have no objections, the little girl will make tea, everyone wait a while!" Liu Cuihua agreed without thinking, and then turned around and left.

Songbai originally wanted to wave his hand to stop it, but seeing this Wen Liu hurriedly go out, he had to give up and listen to this Kong Sheng's story about how he fell into the first place, as for this Liu Cuihua's lie, it was not a word.

Songbai deliberately pulled the topic away because he heard that this Xiucai Kong Sheng wanted to drink tea, and he didn't care a lot, he just wanted this Wen Liu to come over with tea quickly, so as to listen to what was going on in the mouth of this poor and sour Xiucai.

After a while, Wen Liu came up with the steaming teapot and poured the cups for the three of them one after another, and then retreated and stood aside.

I remember that I drank it three years ago, when Uncle Liu did not die, and there was no plague in this imperial city, smelling the familiar fragrance of tea, it seemed to go back to the time of three years ago. The poor sour show picked up the teacup and sighed.

It turned out that three years ago, the poor and sour talent Kong Sheng lived next door to Liu Cuihua, and this woman was originally a water spirit, so he often climbed over the wall and peeped at the neighbor's eldest daughter.

Poor and sour Xiucai was hindered by the middle of the family road, and several times he sent the matchmaker to propose marriage, but he was driven out of the door by Liu Cuihua's father, but it was this old man who often went in and out of this courtyard.

"This old immortal, at such an old age, could it be that he covets the appearance of this emerald flower girl? "Poor and sour Xiucai has hatred in his heart, so he pays special attention to the past relatives of the Liu family.

When I got up early that morning, I heard the crying in the courtyard next door, Kong Sheng hurriedly climbed over the wall, only to see this Liu Cuihua pulling the trouser leg of Lao Wentou, shaking her head again and again and begging.

"What's going on? This looks a little messy, how could Cuihua kneel down for this old guy, could it be ......" Kong Sheng guessed, and then stretched out his ears.

I only heard this Liu Cuihua crying and crying: "Uncle Wen, I beg you to save my father, right? He is the pillar of our family, if he falls, I will not be able to live?"

The old man squatted down, picked up Liu Cuihua's chin, and said in a sinister voice: "Don't be afraid, don't you be afraid, your father is gone, isn't there still your uncle and me?" I have gold, silver and jewelry, and I will keep your glory and wealth in the next life, and I will no longer live these hard days. ”

"You save my father, right? He was inexplicably hit by the plague, and several doctors came to check, but they were helpless, you don't have the medicinal materials to revive the dead, please save my father! I am willing to make you a cow and a horse!" Liu Cuihua's face was full of tears, and she pulled the old man's trouser leg and said.

"It's not impossible, but you and I are not related, I haven't helped you less in the past few years, you look at these things in your house, which one I didn't take out of my arms, if you really want to save your father, then we ...... Let's go in and talk about it!" This old man looked left and right, and Kong Sheng, a poor and sour talent, hurriedly lowered his head, watched this Liu Cuihua follow into the house, and closed the door.

Poor sour Xiucai shouted that it was not good, so he climbed over the wall and crossed the courtyard, and jumped directly off the courtyard wall, but this originally only knew the jade in the book, obviously couldn't withstand the toss, and suddenly sprained his right foot, and limped towards the window.

The poor and talented Kong Sheng came to the door, and through the crack in the door, the two of them were no longer visible, so he went towards the window, dipped his saliva and stabbed at the window paper.

"Don't, Uncle Wen, you are the same age as my father, I have always treated you as a relative, you must not do such a shameful thing?" A voice came from inside the room, and the poor sour Xiucai immediately stepped forward with his eyes.

I saw the two people in this room, Liu Cuihua had already taken off her coat, dodging the old Wentou around the tabletop, and looked back and smiled charmingly after a while, which made the poor sour Xiucai puzzled for a while!

"As long as you obey me, this gold, silver and jewelry are all yours, if it is the Lingzhi grass that comes back to life, I can also offer it with both hands, come on, my little beauty!" The old man burst into a treacherous laugh, pressed Liu Cuihua to the bed, and suddenly came the cheerful laughter of the two.

"It turned out to be such a cheap woman, I smacked you! I can't imagine that I saw the wrong person, and I thought why the yellow flower girl was just a slutty bad woman. The poor sour show collapsed in an instant, slumped under the window.

I saw this cheerful voice coming, like this flying thorn, directly into the heart of this poor and sour talent Kong Sheng, wiping the teardrops from the corners of his eyes, slowly like a soulless body, towards the gate of this courtyard.

This poor sour Xiucai picked up the teacup, and after taking a sip, he looked at this Liu Cuihua, only to see that his face was flushed, and he lowered his head in shame.

"Do you want me to continue? My Aunt Wen, now that you are married to this old thing, and your seniority is also high, it should be feasible for the younger generation to call you like this, right?" This poor and sour talent Kong Sheng stood up and walked towards Liu Cuihua.

"Don't say any more, what do you want? I promised you, it's always okay, right? Please let go of the slave family!" Liu Cuihua knelt on the ground with a plop and pleaded.

Poor Sour Xiucai laughed three times and walked towards the outside of the house, and everyone in Songbai was at a loss and followed behind.

Poor Sour Xiu had just arrived in the courtyard, only to see that his body trembled, and suddenly turned around, spit blood and fell to the ground, and the people outside the door were panicked and complacent......