I'm not unlucky at all

The next day, on the east side of Sifang Town, a corner of the bustling East Street is filled with the smell of hot pot noodles, wonton soup, and meat buns. There are merchants selling wooden jewelry, grocery peddlers carrying burdens, and people selling grass along the street. Snack hawkers, each family is busy with their business, and there is no time to wipe off the sweat on their faces. They just smile and care about the business of one or two copper coins with the people in front of them.

In front of the wooden jewelry booth, a young and beautiful woman is carefully choosing jewelry. Her eyes pass over the simple wooden hairpins one by one, and finally stop on a wooden hairpin with cinnabar on the head. With a trace of surprise, he happily held it in his hand and gestured to the people around him, with a shy expression on his face: "Songting, do you think this wooden hairpin looks good?"

"It's pretty." Kong Sibo said with a smile, and picked up a beautifully carved wooden bracelet from the booth, gently pulled the young woman's wrist, and gently put it on her, "But I think this bracelet is more suitable for you."

"But this bracelet is too expensive." A trace of hesitation flashed across the woman's face, and she reluctantly took off the wooden bracelet.

Kong Sibo smiled and shook his head: "You are wearing something beautiful, and it doesn't cost much." He said to the boss, "Wrap this wooden hairpin and the bracelet together."

"Okay, a total of 25 copper plates." The owner of the jewelry stall put the things in a wooden box, and with a smile, he handed over the money to Kong Sibo and delivered the goods.

The beautiful woman wanted to stop her, but she heard a gentle and elegant male voice from beside her: "Brother Songting?"

Kong Sibo raised his head, with a surprised smile on his face, turned his head to look at the place where the voice came from, and raised his voice: "Qin San'er? Are you back from Kyoto?"

The man named Qin San was well-dressed, but his body was a bit dusty, and the busyness of many days of traveling could be vaguely seen in his delicate eyebrows.

"Grandfather's [-]th birthday is just around the corner, and the business in Kyoto is coming to an end, so I don't need to keep an eye on him all the time, so I'll come back and have a look."

Qin Jing approached, glanced roughly over the young woman standing beside Kong Sibo, and asked with a chuckle, "Is this Mrs. Sister-in-law?"

The delicate woman blushed and raised her head slightly to look at Kong Sibo.

Kong Sibo didn't have the shyness of a woman, he just looked at the girl beside him with a smirk and said with a smirk: "Qiu'er is now my unmarried daughter-in-law, my mother asked someone to check the date, and I have to wait another two or three months." .”

Qin Jing smiled and nodded: "Then congratulate Brother Songting in advance."

"Hi." Kong Sibo rarely blushed, scratched his hair uncomfortably and said, "Speaking of which, Qin San'er, haven't you found anyone in the capital these few years?"

"I'm so busy with business all day long." Qin Jing shook his head with a smile, and asked casually, "Speaking of which, how is Wen Jin doing now? Have you ever married a wife?"

"Don't talk about him." Kong Sibo frowned inadvertently, "I heard that Cui's matchmaker Zhang Luo told him several girls a few years ago, but he rejected them all. This year, I don't know what happened. I was so unlucky that I lost my head and stayed at home for nearly a month before recovering, but after a few days of recovery, his school boy said that he fell ill again and had to lie down at home all day long. You can smell it even standing next door to his house.

The smile on Qin Jing's face disappeared.

"Now the rumors are not very good. It is said that Wen Jin has broken his body from studying, and now he is a sick person." Kong Sibo sighed and said, "Girls from good families avoid this, for fear that a well-raised girl will marry into the Song family. Be a widow."

"Why did you kowtow so well?" Qin Jing frowned, "But what happened to the Song family."

Kong Sibo thought that Qiu'er was still by his side, looked left and right at a tea shop not far from them, and said: "The Song family's affairs are a bit long to talk about, and you just came back right now Sifang Town, legs and feet are tired, why don't we go to the tea shop over there and have a cup of tea and talk slowly."

Qin Jing glanced at the people coming and going around, and simply nodded: "That's fine."

"So, my lord, you want to take away the same portion of dim sum in our shop, right?" The clerk in the dim sum shop had a decent smile on his face, saw the young man with a calm expression in front of him nodding, and immediately started Weigh it and put it in an oiled paper bag, "You can sit in the store for a while, and the dim sum will be weighed for you soon."

"Sir, what are you doing with so many dim sum? Can you finish your meal?" Li Sanyi sat on a stool with his chin propped up and kicked his legs in boredom, staring at the street, looking at the sky and the ground.

Song Xing took a sip of tea and said slowly: "San Yi, you can share some of these snacks later and send them to the neighbor's aunt's house. They have been working hard for the past few days."

Li San realized that what he ate and drank a few days ago was the handicraft of Fei De's neighbor's aunt, so he nodded obediently: "Okay."

The clerk in the dim sum shop wrapped up a dozen packs of dim sum in just one cup of tea.

After paying the money, Song Xing and Li Sanyi walked out the door with a few cents each.

Li Sanyi is small and lively, and walked out of the pastry shop impatiently. The East Street was full of people at this hour. He looked around on the road, and suddenly said "Hey", pointed back and said, "Sir, look at that Is it Mr. Kong?"

Song Xing looked in the direction of Li Sanyi's finger, "It seems to be."

"I know the sister next to Mr. Kong!" Li Sanyi followed Song Xing, whispering, "Sir, you didn't know about your injuries a while ago, that sister has been going to the private school to deliver meals to Mr. Kong these days! Sanpang said , she is Mr. Kong's unmarried daughter-in-law!"

Song Xing smiled, his eyes stayed on the woman Li Sanyi was talking about for a short while, and then fixedly looked at the young man walking on the right side of Kong Sibo.

Qin Jing?

After searching the original body's memory for a while, Song Xing's brows slightly raised, and he thought that this person went to the capital to do business two years ago, why did he suddenly come back now?

"Qin Jing, the third son of Qin's family, the eldest son of a big family in Sifang Town, Master Qin's favorite grandson." 030's voice also rang in Song Xing's mind, "I met Song Lianping in a private school, and we are childhood friends. Three years ago Qin Jing and Song Lianping had a big quarrel and then left Sifang Town for Kyoto, and the two had no correspondence in three years."

Song Xing paused, and then looked in Qin Jing's direction, but there were many people on the East Street, and Kong Sibo and his party disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Shaking his head, Song Xing shook the dim sum in his hand, no longer caring about this person, and walked back slowly with Li Sanyi.

From summer to autumn, the days become noticeably shorter each day.

After recovering from her injuries, Song Xing went back to the Song family's yard.

During dinner, Shen Wang and Shen Yao hadn't come back from the outside, when Li Sanyi finished cooking, he heard a few wild dogs barking along the street.

It was probably because of the noise, and soon someone was cursing and driving away the wild dogs with a stick.

The wild dog whimpered twice, and the sound gradually died down.

"I don't know what's going on. When it gets dark recently, the wild dogs and cats on the road keep barking." Li Sanyi muttered, "The county government also posted a notice, saying that the night is not peaceful during this time. It is best for everyone not to go out at night."

"Sir, tell me, is our town recruiting thieves?"

Song Xing turned his thoughts in his mind, guessing that this matter might have something to do with the villain Shen Wang wanted to catch, so he told Li Sanyi: "Whether you are recruiting thieves or not, be careful for a while."

Li Sanyi nodded and obeyed.

A little later, Shen Wang turned over the wall and entered the Song family's yard. His clothes had already been temporarily changed, and after carefully smelling the bloody smell from the fight in the yard, he opened the door and entered the main house. He hugged the person standing in the room.

"Have you caught the person you want to catch?" Listening to the steady breathing behind his ears, Song Xing slowly put down the book in his hand, "Shen Wang, you need to use less force, I am being hugged by you." I can't breathe."

Shen Wang didn't let go, but his strength was a little weaker. He buried his head in Song Xing's neck and said, "Mr. Yumian is too cunning to show his face with his real body. I only caught his two legs tonight by following the clues I could find. A subordinate, but the two of them bit their tongues and committed suicide before they could find out the result."

Song Xing asked: "What is this jade-faced gentleman you are talking about looking for in Sifang Town?"

"I don't know yet." Shen Wang exhaled, let go of his hand, and rubbed his forehead with his fingertips wearily, "But I'm sure that thing is very important to Mr. Yumian."

Song Xing said, "Don't worry."

Shen Wang looked up at him, with a smile on his lips.

Holding the young man's hand, Shen Wang leaned his head gently, and slowly and gently kissed his lips along the smooth chin of the young man. At the same time, his hands were looking for the slender ten fingers that were unconsciously slightly bent by the young man's side on the sides of his clothes. Then find a suitable gap and insert your fingers one by one.

The four palms were tightly pressed together, and the knuckles of the two were protruding.

The candle was burning brightly, and the sound of clothes rubbing in the room stopped after a while. Song Xing blushed slightly and shook her head: "It can't be done."

Shen Wang wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and tidied up his messy front, with a low voice: "Kiss again?"

"I won't kiss anymore." Song Xing broke away from his hand, "I have to go to the private school tomorrow."

Shen Wang sighed regretfully, touched the young man's faint eyebrows, then turned his head to look at the sky outside the window and said: "After a while, I will take you to Li's house."

Song Xing looked up suspiciously, "What are you doing at Li's house?"

The corners of Shen Wang's lips twitched slightly, his eyes flickered, "I'll take you to a good show."

As the night fell, the huge willow branches under the eaves were rattled by the wind, and the whirring sound of the wind was like the lamentation of a complaining woman.

Li Qingsheng staggered home from the street after drinking drunk. He slapped the door of Li's house with great strength. The man walked towards the backyard muttering drunken words.

"Your injuries haven't healed yet. Why are you running around all day? Can't you imitate your younger brother to save your mother some worry?" Li Zhaoshi stood in front of the backyard wiping his tears, looking older than before. In his teens, his half-black and half-white hair turned gray, and his eyes were like a pool of yellow mud. He looked at Li Qingsheng with a cloudy look, and said in great disappointment, "You went out to drink again!"

Li Qingsheng was taken as the way, and he looked at Li Zhaoshi in a daze for two seconds, with a cry-like expression on his face, and said with his tongue out, "Mother, my son is suffering, you know what people outside are doing now." About the son? They say the son is a wimp, a coward who abandoned his wife!"

Li Zhaoshi's complexion changed: "Who is it? Who dares to say my son?"

"They're all talking...they're all talking..." Li Qingsheng covered his head, squatting on the ground crying in pain, "I'm sorry for Lianyu, I'm sorry for Jin'er... No, no, I want to get them back , Song Lianyu is my daughter-in-law of Li Qingsheng, Li Jin is my son, yes, Li Jin is my son..."

"Shut up, don't mention the Song family's low hoofs and bastards!" Hearing Li Qingsheng's words, Li Zhaoshi was so angry that he lowered his head and asked him bitterly: "Son, do you think it is the Song family?" Came to look for you again? Did that bitch Song Lianyu come back to look for you again?"

Li Qingsheng was a little confused by Li Zhaoshi's question, the distortion on his face hadn't faded away, and he didn't know what he thought of, his eyes suddenly burst into light, he stumbled up from the ground and ran towards the backyard room, mouth still He muttered to himself: "By the way, I still have Cong'er, I still have Cong'er here! Cong'er, where are you, Mr. Cong'er is only you..."

The wooden door with the word "囍" was pushed open by him vigorously, and the room was gloomy, cold and devoid of vitality.

Li Qingsheng went around the room, rummaged through the bottom of the bedside table, but didn't find a single strand of Shen Cong'er's hair.

A strange violence gradually appeared on his confused face, Li Qingsheng's eyes turned red, and he yelled in circles around the room: "Cong'er, where's my Cong'er?"

Li Zhaoshi, who rushed over because of worry, was also very angry at this time. Standing outside the door, he asked the little maid next to him sharply: "Where did you young lady stay in the house so late and wait for the young master? Call me back soon." !"

The little servant girl turned pale, and seeing the young master who was drinking madly in the room again, she was so frightened that she was about to cry: "Old madam, servant girl, maidservant doesn't know where the young lady has gone, since the young lady entered the door, she has been waiting for you." Do not let the slaves serve by your side at night."

Li Zhaoshi's complexion turned dark, and the veins in the hand holding the crutches twitched violently: "If you don't know where the person is, just look for it!"

The little maid didn't dare to look at Li Zhaoshi's face, and ran out of the yard tremblingly, wiping the tears from her face.

Li Qingsheng was still mad in the house, and the servants in the Li family's courtyard rushed over. Li Zhaoshi asked someone to stop him, and Shen Cong'er, who had just entered Li's house, hurried into the courtyard inside.

"Mother, what's wrong with Mr. Xiang?" Shen Cong'er's face flashed with imperceptible panic, taking advantage of the darkness of the night, everyone couldn't see clearly, and stuffed the handkerchief into his cuff.

"If you didn't stay in the room in the middle of the night, where did you go?" Li Zhaoshi glanced over Shen Cong'er with sharp eyes.

Shen Cong'er smiled wryly and said: "My daughter-in-law ate a few more slices of pear meat in the evening, and her stomach has been uncomfortable since then, so she stayed in Gong's room for a while longer."

Li Zhaoshi frowned fiercely and looked at her lower abdomen: "You are still pregnant with the flesh and blood of your biological brother, how can you act so absurdly!"

Shen Cong'er showed a flustered expression and said, "My daughter-in-law knows her mistake, so she won't dare next time."

Li Zhaoshi felt distressed that she was still his own cousin after all, so he said coldly, "Okay, why don't you hurry up and see how your husband is doing?"

Shen Cong'er's face froze slightly, she leaned over to Li Zhaoshi, turned around and entered the dark room.

Li Qingsheng had a strong physique, and it was only when three servants forced him down on the chair.

"Cong'er, where's Cong'er?" Li Qingsheng struggled and shouted.

Shen Cong'er looked at the man with a complicated face, walked over to let the boy out of the way, gently wiped Li Qingsheng's forehead with his cuff, and said softly: "Sir, Cong'er is here, why are you looking for Cong'er? "

Li Qingsheng opened his eyes slightly, and vaguely saw Shen Cong'er's face in front of him, a smile appeared on the distorted face, and a big stinking mouth was about to approach Shen Cong'er's face.

Shen Cong'er's eyes showed panic for a moment, and she pushed the man hard with her arms.

It's a pity that her strength as a woman is not as strong as that of a strong man, so she can only be tightly bound in her arms, feeling the man's rough big hands rubbing hard on her chest and back, and kissing her mouth wholeheartedly. her face.

Seeing this, the servant in the room closed the door and went out very sensiblely.

"No, I can't...Sanggong, I still have a baby in my stomach, so I can't do it now."

At first, Shen Cong'er wanted to coax the man to let go of herself, but gradually, the man's movements became more and more downward, and when he was about to lift up her skirt, Shen Cong'er finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Her eyes were full of disgust and panic, and tears were about to come out of her eyes. She pinched her fingertips into the man's skin fiercely, and said desperately, "Li Qingsheng, Li Qingsheng, let me go, let me go!"

Li Qingsheng's head was controlled by alcohol, and he was still dizzy. After being struggled by the person in his arms for a long time, he was really unsteady on his feet, and fell straight backwards.

Shen Cong'er broke free from the shackles and wanted to go outside the house.

Li Qingsheng was still lying on the ground calling her name.

Shen Cong'er thought about her current situation, suppressed her dislike of men, and said to Li Qingsheng who was lying on the ground: "My husband, you are drunk, I will ask someone to prepare sober tea for you."

After finishing speaking, she yelled outside the door: "Come here, hurry up and make a bowl of sober tea for the young master."

Li Zhaoshi was worried that her eldest son hadn't left yet, and she didn't want to hear Shen Cong'er's voice in the room, so she frowned tightly.

"Mother, why don't you go back to sleep at this late hour?"

Suddenly, Li Qingnian's weak voice came from Li Zhaoshi's side.

Li Zhaoshi looked behind him, and frowned even tighter: "Nian'er, your injuries haven't healed yet, why come here to make trouble!"

Li Qingnian lowered his eyes and coughed lightly, "The house is in such a mess, but I can't rest assured just to take a look."

"Your brother is just drinking too much and playing crazy. You don't know his temper." Li Zhaoshi stomped his crutches and said in a low voice, "This time our family was bullied by the Song family. Your brother I feel uncomfortable, and I have caused you to suffer together, I have really wronged my son."

"It's just a few flesh wounds, the baby is fine." Li Qingnian held Li Zhaoshi's hand, "Mother has to take care of herself."

Li Zhaoshi's eyes turned red again.

Li Qingnian glanced at her, and said in a low voice: "Mother, don't be sad. When the child recovers from the injury, I will go to the Qin family to find the second master Qin. You know, in this Sifang town, the words of the Qin family are always better than the words of the Qin family." The county magistrate is more effective."

"Don't worry, no one can bully our family."

Li Zhaoshi's eyelids trembled, and he looked up at his second son.

Li Qingnian smiled slightly, his pale face full of confidence.

While the two were talking, Shen Cong'er had already called the girl and the boy into the room.

Lighting candles, the servants cleaned up the room messed up by Li Qingsheng, and only went back to the courtyard after the maid helped Shen Cong'er tidy up the messed up clothes.

The light of Li Qingnian's eyes flashed across Li Qingnian's face, Shen Cong'er lowered his eyes slightly, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

"Mother, second brother."

Li Qingnian nodded naturally: "Sister-in-law."

Li Zhaoshi's eyelids were raised, his cloudy eyes looked back and forth between the two of them casually, and he said indifferently: "What are you doing when you're not in the house to take care of your brother?"

"The hangover soup from the back kitchen should be ready soon, I'll bring it to my husband."

Shen Cong'er's legs bent lightly, and she was about to pass in front of Li Zhaoshi. She didn't want to flick her cuffs, and a brocade handkerchief fluttered lightly in the air, and soon fell to the ground.

Li Zhaoshi's eyes sharpened, and he intuitively looked at the brocade handkerchief on the ground.

Shen Cong'er walked forward without realizing it, but the face of Li Qingnian beside him changed drastically——