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Gather unhappily, and leave happily.

On the way back, the two detoured to buy youth groups. While queuing up, they heard that a new wine shop had opened at the corner of the east street.

Qing Mo, who was a little moved, immediately fell silent, Tao Cheng took a full look at his eyebrows, and joked, "Why do you want to talk?"

Qingmo pursed her lips for a long while, not knowing how to speak, and slurped, "I drank the red bayberry wine and looked good at that time, so I must not be too old to be able to use the word 'cute', but already It's a wine shop shopkeeper..."

"Little lady," Tao Cheng almost bit his ear, "I'm not here in the morning, did Du Liuer bring you dumplings in vinegar soup?"

In the crowd, Qingmo was ashamed of him, but the little vigilance and the sense of loss derived from talking were all disturbed by this "little lady" and the sentence "vinegar soup dumplings".

When it was their turn, Tao Chengxu held Qingmo in his arms, scanned the various flavors on the wooden sign, and said to the boss, "One of each."

The boss was happy, but before he answered "Okay", he was interrupted by Qingmo stretching out his hand, "No!" Then he ordered red bean paste, salted egg yolk and almonds, "Two of each."

The boss looked at the two of them, and said to Tao Cheng who was obviously dressed as the young master, "This..."

"Listen to him," Tao Cheng chuckled, "I'm a dandy who spends too much, if I really buy so much back, I'll be scolded by the little lady."

In broad daylight, Qingmo wanted to escape.

Holding the green ball, chewing and returning to the brothel, the sky outside the building was dark, the dark clouds rolled down, and the lining of the building became more and more noisy.

As soon as he reached the door of the private room, the steward came up to greet him, afraid that there would be too many people, so he followed into the room.

The head is getting bigger, the manager saw Qing Mo and slapped his mouth, and asked, "Why didn't you pretend to be a girl today, and didn't wear a mask?"

Qingmo still remembered that this person used the contract of prostitution to deceive him, so he turned pale, "I have to rest for a few days after washing the dishes."

It's not easy to lecture in front of other people's patrons, so the person in charge wiped the sweat from his brow and talked about business, "Master Tao, Master Tao sent someone to look for the fortune-teller this afternoon, and he came two or three times in one afternoon. Thinking about it should be an urgent matter, maybe I will come later."

Second Grandma Qiao had just given birth, and Tao Cheng couldn't tell what it was like, the bitterness was unspeakable.

Qing Mo asked, "Didn't you specifically say what happened?"

"What else could it be that you are looking for?" The manager didn't want to get involved, "If it comes again... How should I deal with it more properly?"

Tao Cheng said, "Shit it, just find an excuse to travel around or wash your hands in a golden basin. In short, there is no fortune teller."

The old and the young couldn't afford to offend, the one who was in charge struggled to respond, while the other stole a glance at Qing Mo, thinking of the troubles of beauty for no reason.

"There is one more thing to worry about," Tao Cheng said with a smile, not at all the indifference he had when confronting his father, "If Miss Liang Zhi is still in the tailor yard, call her over."

Not long after, Liang Zhi knocked on the door with a pen, ink and paper in her pocket. She hadn't seen Tao Cheng for a while, so her gaze was unavoidably eager.

Tao Cheng briefly introduced the two of them, and only said that Qingmo was his close servant, so he just quietly ate his Eight Immortals steamed food, looked at him calmly while pinching his chopsticks, and boasted that he was not as good as pretending to be. Being a girl, I was a little bit elated, and when I was happy enough, I bit the end of my chopsticks and cursed myself how could I be so vain, what a shame.

After dinner, Liang Zhi had to go back to work, Tao Cheng ordered people to remove the food and replace it with tea and snacks, hugged Qing Mo in his arms and listened to the lute in the hall downstairs.

"Have you fallen back into your stomach?"

"what?"

"Your worries soaked in vinegar."

Qing Mo was a little bit ashamed, and surrendered, "I'm the one who bothered me, and I blamed you."

Tao Cheng was happy, but he didn't follow him, "It's more wronged than anyone else. If I want to, Li San can't catch up with the lingering."

So is this asking for compensation from the interest? Qing Mo didn't dare to say a word, for fear that this even more asshole would be full of food and lust, so he would just talk and talk.

After a while, the two drank a cup of tea together and finished listening to a piece of "Happy Hometown".

The lingering sound haunts the beams, but it's a pity that Ai Ai's melancholy has only resonated in one private room, and the noisy and frolicking courtyard of the brothel is a good time to indulge in pleasure, without caring about hurting the spring and autumn.

Qingmo leaned on Tao Cheng's shoulder, recalling the good years in the school and in the courtyard, and also recalling the loneliness of him sitting alone by the fence soaked in the bleak wind of the sparse moon.

"Nanyuan Blowing Flowers..." He whispered, and closed his lips again, feeling his arms tighten.

The long light outside the window pierced the night, and the thunder fell, blaming the rain curtain for disturbing people's mood, Qingmo wanted to cling to Tao Cheng, and didn't want to let him go back to Tao's mansion.

"It was the first time I thought about you doing it..." It was hard to say, Qingmo closed her eyes tightly, twisting her fingers, "It was in Changzhou Orchard...it was raining so heavily, it was pitch black..."

Tao Cheng's heart tightened, he grabbed his fingers and interlocked them.

"I didn't realize the absurdity until I finished it. You are my young master, my classmate, my friend... I am so sad, I am sick, and I am skinny and boned, and I can't even carry half a box of lychees." ..."

"Later, when it rained, I... the rain didn't look like rain, but rather like ecstasy soup..."

The temperature of ironing penetrated through the light and thin clothes, and Tao Cheng could only feel the heat in the pockets of his shoulders, "Is it stupid? I thought it was absurd at that time, what about now?"

"It's been absurd for a long time, I can't control that much, I just want to be absurd to the end of time."

Tao Cheng held his face and kissed him, any more words would be superfluous, gentleness gradually turned into aggression and possession, until the hearts of the two sucking and biting were like thunder, Tao Cheng rubbed his lips, and said again, "Stupid not stupid. "

The tune in the hall was changed to a lighter tune.

Qing Mo hooked Tao Cheng's neck reluctantly, "Go back. Second Grandma Qiao just gave birth today, and she is exhausted physically and mentally, so go back and be with her."

Tao Cheng sighed, and listened to the soft coaxing in his ear, "We still have a long time to live, and we still have days and nights. Let's go back."

I was even more reluctant to leave.

Tao Cheng's heart was full of anger, and he hugged him tightly, unwilling to let go.

At the right time, there was a knock on the door, and the young servant called out, "Master Tao, your second young master is here."

I just confessed in the morning, and after a whole day passed, I don't know if Tao Che's head still hurts.

The two sat down solemnly, Tao Che saw Qing Mo as soon as he opened the door and came in, he hadn't seen Qing Mo for four years, not counting the time at the teahouse, he was really speechless.

Qing Mo stood up, although he was no longer a servant of the Tao Mansion, he still greeted respectfully, "Second Young Master."

Tao Che only felt that those two lips were too red and full.

He didn't do anything else today, except to look after Qiao Qing, and he had to force himself not to be distracted while taking care of her. The rest of the time he was staring at the stone table in the courtyard, staring blankly at the osmanthus tree.

Tao Che flicked up the wet hem of his clothes, sat down opposite the two, and said with trembling lips, "Brother."

Qing Mo froze, it wasn't that he mistook calling him, but it just made him think about Wushan Yunyu uncontrollably.

Tao Che saw that his brother's eyes and lips were full of smiles, so naturally he didn't know his brother's taste, he was only troubled, bored, anxious and angry, "Brother!"

Tao Cheng said, "We happened to go back home together, did you come here in a carriage, or...?"

"Just to catch you, even the shackles are prepared in the carriage."

Tao Cheng laughed, "Back, just as I was about to leave, you came here."

Tao Che couldn't help but look at Qingmo, "I thought you were going to elope today, so I came to detain you immediately after I recovered."

"After a few days, treat your mother better, otherwise it will be too unfilial."

With his temples protruding, Tao Che grabbed the teacup in front of his brother and drank it down in one gulp, the bottom of the cup almost shattered on the wooden table, "You will lose your conscience in a few days, why don't you care about your filial piety these days? "

Tao Cheng felt wronged, and consciously said something stupid, so he accepted it.

Tao Che saw the peach pits hanging around their necks, which were very obtrusive, and wished he could strangle Qingmo to death. Just as he was about to speak, there were bursts of boos from the hall downstairs. When he listened carefully, a female voice seemed to be full of ambition, "Xiao Mo Waiters line up in rows, and I, Miss Yang San, are about to turn green heads!"

Qing Mo shuddered again, Tao Cheng was also quite surprised, patted him, "Go and see."

Tao Che didn't understand, so he just watched it as a show on weekdays, but now he was angry and said that the world is getting worse.

After a short while, Qingmo came back, "It's really her. After ordering three lovely people, the manager was frightened."

Tao Cheng shook his head and sighed with a smile, Qing Mo also said, "Looks like burning incense and worshiping Buddha has manifested itself, I'll pay my respects when I go back later."

Tao Che was annoyed and irritable, "What's going on, don't keep it a secret."

"Miss Yang San, I went to see her today. The kiss my mother told me is her."

Tao Che widened his eyes.

"She doesn't like men, she doesn't want to marry and be a woman, and she copied my self-destructive reputation."

Tao Che's "Nana that" seemed to be stuttering, and it took several times for him to speak smoothly, "Then about your marriage?"

Tao Cheng said, "It's only a post about retiring the engagement."

Tao Che was hit one after another, unable to speak a word, and simply pursed his lips to sulk.

The atmosphere was dull for a while, Qing Mo secretly kicked Tao Che lightly, "You guys go back, the road is difficult to walk in rainy days, please slow down."

Tao Cheng responded, and asked again, "Aren't you afraid that I'll never come back?"

"I'm afraid, you were still afraid when you left this morning," Qing Moxue circled Tao Cheng with his feet in an unruly manner when he was in Su Shengji in the evening, "I won't be able to use the spear and gun for now, so I still carry the hammer Go dig a dog hole and save you."

Regardless of Tao Che's presence, Tao Cheng laughed enough and asked, "What are you doing tomorrow?"

That face will have to be burnt when I go back, Qingmo hesitated, "Yue Mo... the manager said before that if I go to wash the dishes, it will cost fifty copper coins a day, I think I can add more."

Tao Che's face twisted, "I really want to put you two in a pig cage!"

Anyway, I left the private room.

Tao Cheng held Qing Mo and stood in front of the steward, "I heard you asked him to wash the dishes."

What can the steward say?His legs trembled because of Yang Shuyao's fright, but the big boss went away tonight, no one made decisions for him, all he was worried about was that his neck would be stabbed with the long knife of the Yang family tomorrow.

The person in charge, "Misunderstanding..."

Tao Cheng also sympathized with him, and stopped teasing him, "His embroidery hands are precious."

The inability to manage things, "Jingui..."

Tao Che seemed to have seen a ghost, but then realized that he might as well have seen a ghost.

After parting at the gate of the brothel courtyard, Qingmo held an oil-paper umbrella to watch Tao Cheng get into the carriage, and then the curtains of the carriage were lifted, Tao Cheng said, "Next time I will definitely take you to the private school."

Qingmo just smiled, and watched the carriage go away.

There is a pipa in the building, which is a piece of "Long Lovesickness".