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Every family has its cupboard.

Qingmo deeply understands that he has always envied people with a lot of money, they don't have to be bound by money, as long as the problems that can be solved with money are not big problems for them, so most of the troubles come from the love between their children.

He has almost changed from a fortune teller to a well of bitter water, all the bitter water, all the emotions that are difficult to express, are all poured into Qingmo's well in the time of a few cups of tea, Xu is the last to take care of himself and ask a question or two A sentence of fate, and finally a bank note to end a divination.

Qing Mo twiddled the bank note, feeling that it was more like a hush money, a hush money after hearing a story that cannot be explained to outsiders.

People's hearts are deeply hidden, and they always use various excuses to confide their secret thoughts.

Then hold the account of "calculation" and use it as an excuse to vent, as long as... Qingmo shakes the bank note, "Just give me the money."

The setting sun is slanting, and the whole day's story meeting will come to an end.

Qingmo packed up her things and walked towards the waterside courtyard. On the way, she met a manager who was in charge, and was dragged to the side wooden bridge to whisper.

"Is there any trouble today?"

"no!"

Qingmo felt very novel, "Why do you ask me every day, do you want me to do something to make you feel comfortable?"

The manager pouted, "If I'm willing to talk to you, I'll give you a little interest for a month."

It was Tao Cheng who went directly to talk with their big boss, as for how he talked about it, he didn't know, but the order passed to him was: follow this young master of Qingmo.

Ninety-nine percent of the money is enough.

Qingmo obviously didn't know about it, and even wearing a mask couldn't hide his smug smile, "What do you want me to do? I have something to do later."

"What's the matter? Make a fire to cook? Are you going to burn down your waterside courtyard?"

Qingmo said "Huh", "How do you know? Du Liuer told you?"

"I'm in charge, I can't stop worrying about it every day!" The manager covered his heart, "Du Liu is holding a big pot, walking three steps and resting one step. The pot is full of firewood, rice, oil, salt and spoons. What's the matter, we in the south of the Yangtze River Even the best cooks can't satisfy your appetite?"

Qing Mo sneered, "No way, and I used to be a half-cook, don't worry, I won't burn your yard down."

"Not long ago, Du Liu was looking for wooden boards everywhere, and he took a bag full of hammers and saws," the manager thought, "What did you do that time?"

"I have nothing to do, I made a bird's nest and hung it under the eaves, maybe there will be birds to live in."

Thinking that the sandalwood bed they had made had been tossed and collapsed, the steward laughed and cursed, and asked, "Will Master Tao come when you light the fire later?"

"Come."

"Then I'm more at ease."

Only then was Qingmo released, and when he returned to the small courtyard, Du Liuer was building a fire stove with bricks. Before I can change it in the future, I have to show off my knife skills after washing my hands in a hurry.

Du Liu'er started, worried but also full of enthusiasm. He has served so many people, who can live in the small courtyard of the waterside pavilion, which one is not proud of being favored by the big benefactor, which one is Yu Keren How long does the tall man wait?

Only this young lady in front of me is neither arrogant nor impetuous, a thief can make a fuss, not a girl in disguise, but also disguised as an ugly big brother, it is not enough to make a bird's nest, and he even cooks dinner for the benefactor on a whim, which is really ingenious , will make money, and will take care of the family.

Qingmo rolled his sleeves and shook the pot, his brow was sweating, he asked Du Liuer, "Is it fragrant?"

Du Liuer nodded sharply, "The fragrance reaches the other side of the lake!"

Not only is it fragrant, but the color is also attractive.

Qingmo put the plate of shad in oil in the middle of the stone table, and when he looked up again, he saw Tao Cheng pushing the fence and walking towards him, his heart was beating with anticipation, and he hurried back to the house to change his clothes.

Tao Cheng greeted Du Liuer and rewarded him with a piece of broken gold, "Thank you for your hard work, let's go down."

The little servant was so happy that he carried himself away, and when he took the gold, he repeatedly wished the two of them a happy marriage for a hundred years and grow old together.

It’s been a while since I’ve been to the brothel yard, and if I don’t come, I won’t be seen, and there won’t be any gossip. It can also make Grandma Qiao think that Liang Zhi can’t find any flowers for a while, but she can’t always In the future, gossip still needs to play its role. As for the strength of the role, it is all in Tao Cheng's hands.

Qing Mo changed into a light white shirt, which was empty without a girdle. It was the clothes she wore when she had an affair, Tao Cheng narrowed her eyes when she saw it.

The two would meet at the boulder by the river every two days. On the night when the moon was at its fullest, Qing Mo was crushed onto the rock by Mr. Tao who turned into a ghost. He was so poorly clothed that he was really a bully It was so terrible that Tao Cheng recalled it until now, and wondered when he could come again a few times.

Qingmo didn't know the twists and turns behind his smiling face, so he pounced on him and kissed him crookedly, "Du Liu'er said that Xiang went to the other side of the lake, did you smell it when you came in?"

"Smell it, it's a glutton."

The spacious clothes were embraced by Tao Cheng, outlining Qingmo's slender waistline, which was still too thin, Tao Cheng rubbed him twice, and simply lifted him up, and walked into the house again, Qingmo earned After a few failed attempts, he beat and begged, "Eat first, eat first and then talk."

Still kneading and groping in the bed for a long time before sitting down at the stone table, it was the eve of the first night, it was hazy, and there were still melodious birds chirping in the trees.

Qingmo picked out the fishbone, dipped the white and tender fish meat into the soup and put it into the Tao Cheng bowl, "I'll take you to see the bird's nest I made, it's amazing workmanship."

"Okay." Tao Cheng responded, picked up the piece of fish, and put it into the mouth under Qing Mo's gaze, Qing Mo asked, "How is it?"

Tao Cheng praised, "Tender and juicy." After a pause, he laughed, "It's just like you."

Qing Mo was used to being teased, so he only attacked him with a pair of moist eyes, "Don't expect me to pick on you again."

There were four dishes and one soup on the stone table, as if they were quarreling for a meal, the two ate slowly until the oil lamp was lit. The bowls and plates were swept away, and Tao Cheng dragged Qingmo over contentedly, and dragged him to his In his arms, "If you are really wandering in the future, I will take the sword and you will take the pot."

Qing Mo smiled with crooked eyebrows, "You hunt, I'll skin you."

Tao Cheng kissed the tear mole in the corner of his eye, "You are becoming more and more like a little lady. You also said that I married a wife and you turned around and left. Where are you going? Who am I going to marry when you leave?"

Qingmo deliberately said, "Marry the lady of the official family."

"Speaking of the official lady, I have been engaged for almost a month now. I was urged by my mother to ask to see me several times, and the lady refused me politely. The first two times can be explained as shyness, and the next two times will be a bit awkward. Intriguing."

"Maybe it's... playing hard to get? Or is it ashamed? Or even a promise?"

Tao Cheng laughed, "It's good to have a promise, then she and I will be on the same boat."

Qing Mo pondered, "Then what should I do, how about I change my clothes and go meet her?"

"Be honest." Tao Cheng squeezed the itchy flesh on his waist threateningly, "Recently there is a rumor that Li San is possessed by a demon."

"Li San? Li Changmao? What happened to him?"

"Have you seen him in the brothel recently?"

Qing Mo shook her head, "Sitting in the private room every day, I see whoever comes in. I haven't seen him since that time when he cheated him of money."

Tao Cheng said, "Yuemo is thanks to you. It is said that he has gone to a tea garden and his temperament has changed a lot after he came back. He used to be a mess, but now he is more clean and tidy."

Somewhat surprised, Qing Mo said, "I just want him to go to the tea garden. The tea garden is no better than a busy city, it's a good place to talk."

"They should have talked about going together, and the date of getting married has been brought forward." Tao Cheng patted Qingmo, "You are already famous, and Li Sanyi shook you out when he was asked, saying that it was thanks to you A stroke of genius in a book, let him tie the knot."

Qingmo choked for a moment, then realized that the so-called magic stroke was probably Li San who said he couldn't remember it at the time, so he tore off a piece of paper and copied Tao Cheng's elegant outfit.

"This is all a coincidence." Qing Mo murmured, "I have a false name."

Tao Cheng kissed him, sniffing his nose back and forth, "Don't worry, it's just a coincidence."

Still guilty, but only for a kiss, then Qingmo jumped out of his arms, Tao Cheng grabbed a handful but failed to catch him, watching him run into the house, his eyes were full of smiles, he didn't wait Standing up, he saw the man running back holding several bank notes.

Qing Mo's eyes sparkled, "Come here, I'll show you the bird's nest."

The bird's nest was under the eaves at the back of the house. The ladder used to climb the roof was still there at that time. Qingmo gave Tao Cheng the silver ticket. Without saying a word, he turned around and was about to climb up. As soon as he took the ladder in his hand, he was slapped and carried away. up.

Tao Cheng looked down at him, "Tell me how I warned you."

Qingmo was still complacent, "There is a mechanism in the bird's nest, don't you want to see it?"

Tao Cheng still looked at him without saying a word.

Under the threat of his eyes, Qingmo finally restrained his proud big tail and shrank his neck, "You, don't you want to see, don't you?"

It was Tao Cheng who compromised.

It turned out that the bird's nest, which was rumored to be uncannily crafted by the gods, was really tricky, which made Tao Cheng dumbfounded.

Standing on the top of the ladder, he saw that the square wooden box was covered with dry straw, which seemed to be arranged into the shape of a nest, just waiting for the birds who knew each other to settle down.

Qingmo raised her head and directed on the ground, "Look at the side of the nest, is there a seam?"

"Yes, I saw it."

"You poke it with your fingertip, it goes in and it comes out the other side."

Tao Cheng did as he did, and a dent as thick as a finger was poked out. He touched the other side, pinched the protruding part and pulled out the wooden stick. When he was about to pull it out completely, Qing Mo said again, "There is a hidden compartment inside. Put a small burden."

It's really uncanny workmanship.

Tao Cheng stood back in front of Qingmo holding a bag as big as a palm, "What is this? Thanks to you, you can figure it out and hide it here."

Qing Mo said, "I don't feel at ease leaving my ransom money in the house, am I smart?"

Tao Cheng was stunned for a moment, "What money?"

Unpacking the package, you can see a stack of bank notes neatly stacked, Qing Mo put the few money he earned today on top, happily, "Tao Cheng, do you think these are enough for my redemption?"

Tao Cheng didn't know what to say for a moment.

You are the righteous eldest son of the Tao Mansion, where is there any contract of sale?Where did the contract of sale come from?

If you really want to redeem yourself, why don't you open your mouth?It's just opening your mouth, why is it so hard?

Tao Cheng watched Qingmo carefully put away the banknotes and fasten the bundle again, he asked, "If you want to redeem yourself, why didn't you tell me?"

"The second young master said back then that you can only earn one biscuit a month when you teach in the academy." Qingmo smiled at him as if begging for a reward, "I can't bear to oppress you. If you are looking for you, you have to come from the government." I'm not happy to spend money on it."

Tao Cheng looked at him, caressed his face, his eyes seemed to overflow with tenderness, fingered his earlobe lightly, and after a while he sighed with a smile, "Your ears are so soft, you can believe anything."

Qingmo didn't care if it was true or not, and instructed Tao Cheng to hide the small bundle back in the bird's nest. He looked at the exquisite wooden box and sighed, "How come my such a good nest doesn't know the birds, come and give it to me." I incubate silver!"