The Plow

first day.

Ling Shu went outside Zhou Sa's work early and found a corner to squat there and wait.

As a result, it was dark before Zhou Sa came out of the city government office building.

He himself was shivering from the evening wind, his nose was running, and there were a few extra copper coins at his feet.

Ling Shu raised his head in confusion, just in time to see a middle-aged woman throwing a copper coin to him.

"A person who looks talented at a young age is so stupid, take it and finish the porridge quickly, don't let others snatch it!"

The other party said quickly, and hurried away, not even giving him a chance to clarify.

Ling Shu sniffed his nose and silently picked up the few copper coins.

When he got home that night, he found out that his brother-in-law had left through the back door that day.

Ling Shu almost wanted to hit someone.

the next day.

Ling Shu was prepared, put on a thick coat, hired a rickshaw, and asked the driver to wait with him at the back door of the building.

This time it finally came out on Saturday.

But Zhou Sa went straight home, not going to the concession Ling Yao mentioned at all.

So much so that when Ling Shu went back, his sister and brother-in-law had already eaten half of their dinner, and he was still hungry and hadn't eaten a single drop.

Zhou Sa also smiled and said, "Where did you go to be so chic and happy? Your sister made your favorite sauerkraut perch, and I almost ate it up. Only sauerkraut is left!"

Ling Shu was exhausted physically and mentally, and he didn't want to talk anymore.

Another day of nothing.

Day three.

Ling Shu asked Ling Yao for the address she had followed that day, and went directly to the concession, waiting outside the bungalow Ling Yao mentioned.

In the end, he didn't wait for the woman who had an affair with Zhou San, but he waited for Yue Dingtang.

Yue Dingtang came out of the small bungalow across the street, and there was a young woman walking with him.

A young, stylishly dressed, beautiful Western woman.

The skin is snowy, and the hair is golden.

Holding a small umbrella and wearing a lace dress, not to mention how foreign it is.

She was very close to Yue Dingtang, they were talking, the latter seemed to be unable to hear clearly, and leaned his upper body slightly forward, the young woman's mouth was almost pressed against Yue Dingtang's ear.

I don't know what to say, and then both of them laughed happily.

Hehe, this old Yue's luck is pretty good, Ling Shu secretly thought.

He didn't go to the police station, he didn't go to Yue's house these days, and Yue Dingtang didn't send anyone to ask, and even Uncle Zhou promised to send him the sauced duck.

Sure enough, when there is a newcomer, the old one is forgotten.

He felt a little uncomfortable, feeling that Uncle Zhou was disrespectful.

The two got into the car one after the other.

Ling Shu patted the rickshaw driver.

"Quick, catch up to the car in front of me."

The rickshaw driver was dozing off, and suddenly his shoulders twitched, and he almost jumped up in fright. Then he looked at the car going away, and couldn't help showing embarrassment.

"Sir, how can my two legs keep up with the car?"

Without saying a word, Ling Shu stuffed a piece of ocean into his hand.

"Look at me, look at it!"

The coachman cheered up, as if he had injected a few tubes of chicken blood, he pulled the cart and started chasing as soon as his legs took a step.

The distance between the front and the back is gradually widening, but the speed of the car in front is destined to be impossible to go too fast in the urban area, and the driver can run far away.

Until the concession area, the car went all the way forward.

Ling Shu told the coachman to stop.

"Okay, stop chasing, come here first, you go and rest."

He already knew where the other party was going.

Yue family.

It happened to be evening.

Yue Dingtang had a very happy conversation with Rebecca at Professor He's salon, and it was as if they were in love with each other. They happened to leave together and invited people to dinner at home, and Rebecca readily accepted the invitation.

Standing behind the guest, Yue Dingtang was about to enter when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Mr. Yue, long time no see, I miss you very much."

Yue Dingtang raised his eyebrows and turned around slowly.

"I have a distinguished guest today, so I'm afraid I can't entertain you."

Ling Shu smiled and picked up the things in Gao's hand.

"I brought pickles to see Uncle Zhou."

Yue Dingtang's face remained unchanged: "I can pass it on for you. You can take care of your injuries at home. When you recover from your injuries, you can report to the police station."

Ling Shu: "This is inappropriate. I haven't seen Uncle Zhou for a few days. He must miss me very much. You can't deprive him of the pleasure of seeing me, can you?"

Seeing that Yue Dingtang had no intention of giving way, he had no choice but to raise his voice.

"Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou!"

When Uncle Zhou heard the sound, he was really surprised.

"Master Ling is here, please come in quickly! It just so happens that there are guests coming today, and the Fourth Young Master asked me to cook a lot of dishes, so you can stay for dinner!"

Yue Dingtang gave way with a half-smile.

Ling Shu jumped in briskly.

"Uncle Zhou, I haven't come to the door for the past two days, and I haven't seen you looking for me, have you forgotten me?"

"How could it be? I wanted to send someone to find you for dinner. The fourth young master said that you would stay at home with my sister."

The voices of the two gradually moved away from the kitchen, Yue Ding and Tang Yanming quickly grabbed them back.

"Come and say hello to the guests."

Rebecca was reading a book on the sofa, her demure appearance was like the angel on the stained glass in the church.

As they got closer, Ling Shu noticed that the book in her hand was still in French.

"Rebecca."

She watched intently until someone called her name.

"This is Ling Shu, and I'm having dinner at home tonight. This is Rebecca, my friend."

Yue Dingtang made a brief introduction.

It is indeed very simple.

There are many types of friends, some meet by chance, those who make shallow conversations, and those who attract opposites, superficial friends, but in fact they gradually get to know each other deeply, who knows in the end?

"Hello."

Rebecca smiled and stretched out her hand, Ling Shu took it kindly, and lightly touched the back of her hand with her lips.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Rebecca. May I know what you're reading?"

Rebecca said, "Botany for a Lady."

She is fluent in Chinese, with only a slight accent. If no one is seen, it is easy for people to misunderstand that it is a Chinese person speaking.

Ling Shu was surprised: "Is botany still divided into men and women?"

Rebecca explained patiently: "The title of this book is "Botany for Women", because the author is a woman, and many female writers' botanical works at that time existed in the form of letters or dialogues, so she In a different way, with a new way of writing, this book has become a universal scientific primer."

Seeing the embarrassment, Ling Shu nodded suddenly: "I see, I'm very interested, but unfortunately I can't understand French. If there is a bilingual person like you who is proficient in Chinese and French, it would be great to translate the book into Chinese."

Rebecca became happy: "You think so too? I'm just starting to do this now. Mr. Yue said that he has a more original version of this book at home, so I'll come here and disturb you. When the translation is finished, I will I'll send you a copy!"

Ling Shu bowed lightly: "Then I'll be your first reader."

Yue Dingtang couldn't help but admire Ling Shu's ability to please women.

This kind of skill is not intentional, but more like a talent.

But the opponent never used this talent on himself.

During the meal, Rebecca and Yue Dingtang chatted about academic issues, naturally using English and French.

Yue Dingtang took the time to glance at Ling Shu.

The latter obviously couldn't get in the conversation. He was burying his head in eating, and the chopsticks picked up the rice grains and sent them to his mouth again and again. The speed was obviously much slower than usual, and there was still half a bowl left in the end.

Yue Dingtang glanced at him occasionally, but Ling Shu didn't raise his head, so he couldn't see his expression.

Would you like to talk about something that interests him?Yue Dingtang thought so.

But Ling Shu ran around in the past two days, didn't show his face in front of him, and didn't explain where he went. If things go on like this, the two of them will inevitably drift apart.

Yue Dingtang suddenly missed his time in Fengtian.

Even if they were on the verge of life and death at that time, at least the bodies and hearts of the two were so close.

The other party didn't give him much time to think.

"I'm full, take your time."

Ling Shu nodded to them, got up and left the table.

Yue Dingtang seemed to hear him telling Uncle Zhou that he had to leave first, so he couldn't help frowning.

"Mr. Yue? Mr. Yue?"

Rebecca's voice brought him back to his senses.

"May I ask, what is the name of this dish?"

Yue Dingtang frowned: "It's Longjing Shrimp, a famous dish in Hangzhou. The cook at home is from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and he is very good at this dish."

Rebecca said happily: "It is indeed delicious. If it is convenient, can you give me the recipe, and I will let the cook try to make it when I go back."

Yue Dingtang: "Of course."

He admitted that he was a little absent-minded, and what Rebecca said to him next, Yue Dingtang couldn't hear it.

It wasn't until after the meal that the lady got up to say goodbye, and Yue Dingtang asked the driver to take her back, did he find a chance to ask Uncle Zhou alone.

"Why did you let Ling Shu go?"

Uncle Zhou: "He said he must leave quickly, and he can still call a rickshaw while the time is early. There is a dance tonight. If you go late, you won't be able to dance the first dance with Miss Yaqi."

Yue Dingtang thought that there was something wrong with his ears: "He didn't go home, he went to the dance hall to dance, and you let him go? His legs are still not good, how can he dance?"

Do the lame dance?

"A kid, it's inevitable that he loves to play. He has his own measure." Uncle Zhou didn't take it seriously, and laughed at him in turn, "Fourth young master, you say you don't care about him, but you care more about him than I do. Do you want to find someone else?" ? Just so you can go and play, the young man needs to move around more, he went to Fei Leng Cui Dance Hall."

Yue Dingtang was angry: "The driver is going to see Rebecca off. Where is the car at this late hour?"

Uncle Zhou said with a smile: "I specifically told the driver to leave later, and said to check the car, why don't you go out and have a look now, Miss Rebecca must still be waiting for you."

Sometimes Yue Ding Tang really felt that Uncle Zhou was an old fox from the Yue family who had become a master, who saw everything and considered everything.

Without him, the Yue family would be an empty shell with nothing to show for.

Ling Shu is enjoying the service of Nuanyu and Wenxiang.

With every breath, I am immersed in the ocean of rouge and gouache.

On the left is Yaqi handing fruit, and on the right is Rose rubbing her shoulders.

There is a melodious voice in my ears, and my eyes are ring fat Yan, thin waist and fat buttocks.

He felt his mind was corrupted.

Pain and happiness.

"Young Master Ling, I heard that you have gone on a long trip, when did you come back?"

Yaqi swallowed "Do you know that I miss you very much" and replaced it with another sentence with a smile.

"We miss you so much, the big class misses you every now and then!"

"You miss me, right? Dapan only misses my wallet."

Ling Shu bit off the apple with her hand, and put it in his mouth to chew, completely unaware that the dark clouds behind him were overwhelming the city, ready to destroy it.

The author has something to say:

A small theater that has nothing to do with the main text:

Yue Dingtang: I also want to be liked.

Ling Shu: When did I not bow to the evil forces and try my best to please you?

Yue Dingtang: (with no expression on his face) For salary.

Ling Shu: (righteous speech) Of course not!

(Save some money to eat at your house)