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She went up, put her hand on the opponent's leg, and said coquettishly: "I have pushed it several times. If I push it again, I am afraid that I will offend others, so you can go with me."

Shen Yuezhi sighed: "Success, I'll go with you."

Wu Biling happily whispered into his ear, "I'll reward you well after you've been busy for a while."

Yuezhi narrowed his eyes and smiled, but when he saw Tong Fulai looking at the two of them from the mirror, he turned serious and said, "We have to sing this month's "Legend of the White Snake" well first." He thought of Fulai again. You can't be half-hearted about making friends with others, and you can't be too sloppy with other people in front of the coachman, or the "rare thing" you just got might fly away.

This day's opera sang smoothly. After the opera ended, Wu Biling bought some snacks for everyone to eat, but Shen Yuezhi was nowhere to be found. He was puzzled and asked Xiaohui, "Where's your boss?"

Xiaohui said while eating: "I went to visit Dashan Lane with Brother Tong."

"Don't tell me when you leave!" He looked sullen, and when he found the opportunity, he would scold this person well.

She had no choice but to laugh, but still said: "Boss Shen asked me to tell you that he was afraid that the fur shop would close, so he left quickly." In fact, several people in the troupe don't know the relationship between Boss Shen and Boss Wu , but even if they are "good friends", they don't have to care about every detail like a woman, right?

Wu Biling angrily beckoned his coachman to leave the theater, but he was cursing someone in his heart. He always felt that Shen Yuezhi seemed to "dote" on that coachman, even calling him to the bathhouse. How could he be so nice to a scary person? ?He thought about it, and after thinking about it, he boldly guessed whether it was Yuezhi who was thinking about the coachman, or did they already have that?

Sitting on the rickshaw with a pale face, he tugged at the blanket on his lap. That guy had been surrounded by thousands of flowers, and his old problem of not sticking to his body was repeated. A rude servant?

At this time, Shen Yuezhi was taking Fulai to pick out clothes in a leather goods store. He picked one on the left and one on the right, but they were not very satisfied. Finally, he chose a brown-red leather jacket and handed it to Fulai. Said: "Try it?"

"No, I have a padded jacket, you don't need to spend it." How dare he accept such an expensive gift.

"I told you to hold it, and I will be angry if you don't try it!" Boss Shen said in an orderly tone, and pushed him into the fitting room without any explanation.

Tong Fulai had no choice but to take off his cotton-padded clothes and put on a beautiful leather jacket. The inside of this leather jacket is made of lamb's wool and the outside is made of high-quality sheepskin. Wearing it can just cover the thighs that are most afraid of the cold, and it can also protect the waist. The length is also suitable, he walked out of the fitting room and said awkwardly: "I'm not used to wearing it, I feel uncomfortable."

"It's very beautiful, boss, I want it...and bring me those leather gloves." After he finished speaking, he paid the money, and then asked the waiter to pack Fulai's padded jacket and took him with him. The newly acquired "girlfriend" went out and came to the bustling Qianmen Dashilan. He wanted to find a place to eat and get some nourishing food for Fulai, because when he went to bed last night, he always felt that her hands and feet were cold. This kind of woman is easy to eat. Blessed to suffer from illnesses and abnormal health, he would just eat more mutton. When he was a child, he often heard his grandmother and mother say that mutton soup was the best way to warm up his body when he was weak and cold.

"I'll go back and get the car, you can wait here." Fu Lai was still worried about the foreign car left at the back door of the theater, he couldn't bear to let the precious car suffer any more "damage".

"Didn't I agree not to pull the car today? I made you work so hard last night. How could I have the heart to let you pull the car? I'll find a place to eat later, and we'll go back by car after eating." He tugged Fulai crossed the road with his arm, and was going to have dinner at Zhengyang Tower, where the instant mutton would whet the appetite.

Fu Lai keeps cutting and messing up

That night, when Fulai returned to Westinghouse, his mother sat on the chair helplessly and sighed.

"Mom, are you feeling unwell?"

She shook her head: "No, it's just a pity about your marriage. It would be great if we had some more money." Although the dumb girl said that she wanted thirty foreign gifts, she could write and count after all, so she must be a good housekeeper. It is much better than the girls in the countryside, not to mention that the daughter-in-law in the countryside also costs [-] dong, but the [-] yang is considered to be buying a daughter-in-law, and people can't run away, and they have to live with their son no matter what.

Fulai laughed, and he sat next to his mother and said softly: "It's okay, Mrs. Ma said she will help me find a matchmaker in the future, so don't worry about it, we are doing well now, aren't we?"

The old lady nodded: "What I'm talking about is that Mr. Shen is a nice person. He is generous and has few things to do. Is he asleep?"

"Sleep, I'm going to wash, don't think about it, go to bed early." After he finished speaking, he went to pour hot water, and he had to scrub it well in a while, and he had to wash the big underpants, because the There were a few drops of last night's blood on it.

"Oh...that's why you don't have a destiny with that girl." Mrs. Tong entered the room after she finished speaking. From this point of view, the matter of marrying her son to a daughter-in-law will have to wait.

Fulai was scrubbing in front of the window while looking towards the north room. There was still a light on in the back room. Boss Shen seemed to be sitting at the desk writing something.

At this time, Shen Yuezhi was writing a letter to his mother in Shenyang, and he would definitely send a letter to his family every half a month, otherwise, his mother would worry and send a telegram to ask about his health.

His handwriting is very neat and graceful, with strong penmanship, and even the wording of letters is very particular. When he was in Fengtian, he went to private schools and middle schools, so he can be regarded as a well-educated actor.

He wrote in the letter:

Mother:

My son has been busy with the performance of "The Legend of the White Snake" recently. This time, he is co-starring with Wu Biling. I went to Xu Xian, and he played Bai Suzhen. The box office has been very good these days, and everyone is very motivated, but a little tired. This is probably due to my lack of practice before, and my son should practice more frequently from now on.

Now I have my own coachman, Fulai and his mother live with me, and take good care of my daily life, don't worry.

Are you and your father in good health? How is your eldest brother on the southern front?I planned to return to Fengtian this Chinese New Year, but the owner of the theater asked me to perform for a few more days. I couldn’t shirk it for a while, so I will find a chance to go home and stay for a while next year when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming...

He put down the writing brush, looked up the window, then put on his clothes and came to the courtyard, beckoned to Fulai who was scrubbing his body in the west room, and motioned for him to sit in his room.

After Tong Fulai wiped his body, he changed into clean clothes and came to the north room.

"You have something to do with me?"

Yuezhi made scented tea for him, and then asked softly: "I think you are not feeling well today, are you feeling better now?"

He lowered his head: "I'm fine." Although the root of his thigh is still a little sore now, it is much better than in the morning.

"That's good, let's drink some tea, isn't the steamed meat in Zhengyang Building delicious?" They settled their dinner there, and brought back a large piece of lamb head meat, which the old lady will use to make soup for them tomorrow drink.

Fulai nodded: "It's delicious, not toothache (meaning not so brawny), not smelly, and the seasoning is also very fragrant." He has never eaten such delicious shabu-shabu, and he took his mother down before. I have tasted hot-boiled mutton a few times in a small restaurant in Hufang Bridge. The mutton sold there is only leftover parts. It tastes stuffy and fishy.

"I will take you there often in the future. Just tell me what you want to eat and what to use, and I will buy it for you." He put on a "gold master" attitude, as if treating this person like a "big girl" up.Anyway, the male concubines he comes into contact with are no different from women, no wonder they want soft and good food.

But Tong Fulai lowered his head and replied, "I don't want anything...don't buy me any more things."

Shen Yuezhi laughed, and said while drinking tea: "Since I want you, I have to be more generous. After all, I am also your first man."

Fulai was very embarrassed: "Don't worry about what happened last night... I don't care, I'm still standing up and pissing, I can't be as hypocritical as a woman, you are still my boss, I'm just your coachman, I can get along with you as you want, you don't have to do so much for me, I can't bear it."

Uh, the meaning of these words is that he still doesn't buy his account. Boss Shen's complexion turned a little ugly. He put down his teacup and raised his eyebrows: "My darling, you really like prevarication. Anyway, I have plenty of time. You If you want to play like this, I'll play with you." He didn't believe that this little coachman couldn't get along!

Apparently Shen Yuezhi didn't understand what he meant, so he could only sigh, took a few sips of tea from his teacup and got up to leave: "Thank you for inviting me to drink tea, I'm going back to sleep."

"Sure, take a good rest these two days, come to my room on Tuesday night, and we can continue playing." He dragged his chin and said happily, but the other party fled back to the house as if he saw a monster.

Holding the empty teacup in his hand, he said with a smile: "Hehe, can I still let you run away? As long as I want to play, you grandson monkey will never escape from my Wuzhi Mountain."

At dawn, Tong Fulai came to Master He's house to practice boxing with his brothers.

The master saw him making gestures with a junior, and came over and asked, "Fulai, were you sick yesterday?"

"Oh, I... have a fever." He made up a reason.

"Concentrate, why are you so angry?" Master He said, Fulai seemed to be preoccupied and absent-minded, which was not like him normally.

"Yes, master." He adjusted his posture immediately, and walked around the gossip formation and master