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After successfully receiving three ocean dollars from Gong Ma, Hua Manyi rolled down the car window, "Mo Zihao, come here."

Mo Zihao's eyes lit up, thinking that she had figured it out, "Man Yi, have you figured it out yet?"

"No." Hua Manyi put three oceans in his hand, "This is my return to you. Last time you bought me buns and helped me find a job. There will be a period later."

Although the back was yellow, she was still very grateful for his kindness.

"Eh?"

Mo Zihao held the heavy three ocean dollars, and before he had time to say anything, he saw the Ford in front of him start moving and disappear into the corner of the street.

"Back to Fenghai?" Hua Manyi looked at the road as if something was wrong, "Sister Fuling hasn't come back yet, if she sees that I'm not here, she should worry."

Gong Yan stopped smoking, "...Go to Manxiu Hall."

Forbe: "...OK."

The car fell into a quiet atmosphere, and no one spoke.Gong Yan was surprised, she turned her head to look at the little woman beside her, and saw Huaman resting her chin on her hand, staring at the cigarette in her hand.

The copper-gold cigarette holder is even engraved with faint lines, and the red lips are full of charm.

"Want to smoke?"

Hua Manyi no longer hesitated like the first time this time, but blinked, "Can I?"

Gong Yan didn't say a word, took out his handbag, and was about to hand it over, "Take it yourself."

Suddenly a light white hand touched her hand, it was warm and soft, Gong Yan watched her skillfully grab the cigarette from her hand, imitating her own posture, pretending to be proficient in putting it in her mouth to smoke.

The thin lips, painted with bright red lipstick, kissed the cigarette holder tightly. After opening and closing, it was only the second time that she was able to get used to the pungentness of the cigarette, exhaling a faint milky white smoke.

The pumping is very good.

For some reason, seeing this scene, Gong Yan couldn't help laughing.

On the way, Zhou Fuling met Zhou Fuling. At first, Zhou Fuling was afraid to get in the car because she was afraid of overtaking. Later, Hua Manyi dragged her into the car with Gong Yan's expressionless face, and sat in the front passenger seat with trepidation.

"Mother Gong, your car is empty even if it's empty. Sister Fuling is not an outsider, is she? It's so cold and snowing outside, it's not a big deal to let her sit down."

Gong Yan: "..."

Back at Fenghai Song and Dance Hall, it was already night, there were so many Fenghai guests tonight, it was almost impossible to stand at the door.

"Where's Miss Huamanyi?"

"Why hasn't Miss Hua Manyi come out yet?"

Quite a few people were eagerly looking forward to the stage, and half of these people heard the news and wanted to come to see the beauty and enjoy the sound of nature.But after waiting for an hour, no one was seen, and gradually some people became impatient.

When Hua Manyi followed Gong Yan out of the car, someone recognized her with sharp eyes, "Miss Hua Manyi is here!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone turned their heads and gathered around, holding something more or less in their hands, such as roses, famous wine, necklaces, famous watches, bracelets...

"Miss Huamanyi, please accept..."

"Miss Hua Manyi, don't look at his broken flowers, this is my latest precious stone necklace..."

If someone hadn't stopped her, Hua Manyi might have been torn apart in public.Hua Manyi was a little frightened, but she also observed that there were many more guards at the gate of Fenghai. It seemed that this woman, Mama Gong, was already prepared to prevent this from happening.

With this layer of protection, Hua Manyi's back straightened immediately.

"Thank you, I appreciate it." She followed behind Gong Yan, she didn't take the gold, silver and jewels stretched out in front of her eyes, she just nodded politely, calm and generous, with a great demeanor.

"Miss Huamanyi, you are so beautiful..." Someone was fascinated and sighed.

There were even journalists from entertainment newspapers in the crowd, one of them was holding a new-style camera, and the other was holding a notebook and planning to ask something.

"Mama Gong, when will Miss Hua Manyi perform on stage again?" A male reporter wearing a gray plaid octagonal hat asked eagerly.

Mama Gong stopped, and Hua Manyi stood beside her. The person with the camera immediately took a picture of this scene. They will be the front page of tomorrow's entertainment!

Gong Yan's eyes were indifferent, with a completely coping tone, "Hua Manyi will not be on stage for the time being, and will be notified if she performs on stage."

"Ah? Okay, may I ask—" The male reporter hurriedly wrote down this sentence, and when he raised his head to ask something, he had already disappeared into the crowd, and he could only sigh, but the news was enough to sell the newspaper tomorrow. , he now has to hurry up and report back to the agency, write out the article, and publish it tomorrow morning.

Hearing that Hua Manyi will not come out to sing recently, many people were disappointed and returned angrily. It didn't take long for Fenghai to resume the usual passenger flow, but if you pay attention to the door, you can still find many men holding flowers and waiting at the door , I hope that Miss Hua Manyi may come out to take a look or pass by the hall.

Fang Yu and Xiaoxiao shook their heads in the hall, "Man Yi is really popular."

Xiaoxiao agreed, "That's right, a batch of flowers have just been cleared in the sundry room, and it's not yet night, and people send flowers frequently, and it's too late to clear them."

"Many is going to have a headache."

Fang Yu thought of something, "Xiaoxiao, I have to change my name in the future, call me Sister Manyi."

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that Mama Gong intends to hold flowers with Manyi, and Feng Hai's first sister will be her as expected. Although she is somewhat dissatisfied, the facts are there. Who doesn't like young and beautiful girls? , she is old, she won't be able to sing for long.

Last night she almost lost her breath while singing, and then fainted on the stage. Mama Gong told her to have a good rest, and Bai Jing, Guan Ling and the others will be on duty for the past few days.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Huaman received last night's wages as she wished. After counting, there were 10 yuan. It's unbelievable that she can earn so much money singing and dancing.

However, the 10 yuan is considered the first pot of gold in her life. She had to find a box to put it in. After half an hour, she found a jewelry box and put a black handkerchief on it. Put 10 loud oceans in, and cover with the other half of the handkerchief.

The moment she closed the box, she had the illusion that she was a little rich woman.

Vigilantly found a hidden place, ready to hide it tightly, just put it away, suddenly remembered that she seemed to have borrowed three oceans from that woman tonight.

"..."

These 10 yuan have all entered her territory, and it was the first time that Hua Manyi felt heartbroken if she was asked to take out a third of it.But you can't be without credit...

Just after Gong Yan came out of the shower, he fiddled with the phonograph and played a black disc. After a while, gentle music wafted from the big speaker of the phonograph.

Dong dong dong

"Mother Gong, are you there? I'm Hua Manyi." Hua Manyi asked softly from the door.

Gong Yan took a look, walked towards the wicker chair, sat down gracefully, "Come in."

When Hua Manyi heard this, cunning flashed in her eyes, and after entering, she closed the door behind her back.

Seeing her little action, Gong Yan frowned slightly, and lit his cigarette sideways, "Tell me, what can you do with me?"

The phonograph was close to the door, and at some point the needle was pulled out, the music stopped suddenly, and the room fell into silence.

"The south wind blows cool

The nightingale sings a cappella

月 下 的 都 入梦

......"

Gong Yan paused for a moment while lighting a cigarette, and the little woman holding a folding fan in front of her was very interested. Under the bright light, her slender and uneven figure swayed slightly with the melody. The purple and black cheongsam was embroidered with delicate rose patterns. Buckle from the swan-like neck, cross the full/full/full/full/full, and wind to the thought-provoking waist.

A little vermilion is lightly turned on, revealing a unique voice, the words are clear, and every time the sound changes, it always has some hooks and entanglements, exuding a soft and peaceful charm.

"Only the evening scent

吐露 着 芬芳

我 爱 这 色 茫茫

也 爱 这 莺 歌唱

更 爱 那 花 的 梦

拥抱 着 夜来 香

闻 这 夜 来 香

夜来 香 我 你 歌唱

ah i sing for you

我 为 你 思量

......"

I don't know if it's because the smoke blinds my eyes or my heart, and the lit cigarette in my hand doesn't move for a long time.

Until the legs were heavy, the elegant fragrance of jasmine permeated the tip of the nose, although the beautiful face like jade was close, but also kept a distance, and as she sat on her lap, the curves of the little woman in front of her were fully displayed in front of her eyes.

"I think about you..." At the end of the song, Hua Manyi fanned the folding fan to her chest, her eyes pretended to be looking into the distance, and her eyes were full of charm when viewed from the side.

"Gong Ma?" After Hua Manyi finished singing, she turned her head and found that this woman was fascinated by it.

She couldn't help stretching out her hand and shaking it in front of her, and finally she came back to her senses, her eyes became sharp for a moment, which almost made Hua Manyi fall down in fright.

"Tell me, why are you singing in front of me for no reason?" Gong Yan flicked off the ash on it and took a puff, as if he had seen through her trick.

Hua Manyi stopped pretending, and went straight to the point, "Well, didn't I care that you borrowed 3 oceans tonight? I was thinking—"

"You want to sing a song in front of me so that the three oceans can be paid for?" Gong Yan finished the rest for her.

Hua Manyi was still a little uncomfortable when someone directly pointed out her intentions, but for the sake of three oceans, it's okay to be thick-skinned, "Mother Gong, what do you mean?"

Even the title has been changed to honor you, it seems that I really don't want to part with these three oceans.

Gong Yan glanced at the woman who was still sitting on her lap, wondering if it was her illusion that she was getting a little hot from being seated by this woman.

"Okay, these three oceans will be written off."

Hua Manyi's eyes flashed like victory, and the corners of her mouth never moved.She stood up from Gong Yan's legs and saw that the red nightgown was wrinkled by her sitting on it. She raised her orchid fingers, bent down and pinched the corner of the silk nightgown, and put it back flat again.

"Then... Mama Gong, Manyi won't disturb your rest."

Probably too happy, Hua Manyi shamelessly borrowed a kiss from her mouth, flinging the kiss to Mama Gong deftly, "Mama Gong, you are so beautiful today!"

Which woman doesn't like to be praised for her beauty, even though she knew that the compliment in Hua Manyi's mouth was obviously flattering and ingratiating, Gong Yan couldn't help but chuckle while smoking a cigarette.

"Grumpy."

Hua Manyi went out happily, and when she opened the door and heard the sound, she couldn't help but retort, "Gong Mama, you haven't tasted it, how do you know if it's glib or slippery?"

The air was quiet for a moment, and Hua Manyi later realized that she had said something stupid, her face turned red instantly, and she quickly closed the door with the doorknob in her hand.

After cutting off the air inside, Hua Manyi was still annoyed, she was too frivolous, how dare she, Hua Manyi, say such nonsense.

Isn't this a red//naked//naked hook//quote?

Realizing this, Hua Manyi became more and more ashamed. As she walked to her room, she patted her forehead regretfully.

Gong Yan sat in the room without moving for a long time, his eyes were dim, he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a long while, he got up and went to the desk to look through the account books of recent months.

……

With 10 yuan, Hua Manyi walks with a much straighter back.

"Come on, Sister Yan is drunk, someone to help her upstairs, I'll make sober soup." Xue Wenyan's little maid, Ling Ding, shouted anxiously from behind the stage, but everyone was busy , couldn't spare a hand to help.

Hua Manyi saw that she stepped forward to take the person, "Ling Dang, I'll help Sister Yan upstairs."

"Ah, good!" Ling Dang nodded gratefully, "I'm going to make hangover soup! Sister Manyi, please!"

"you are welcome."

Hua Manyi put one hand on the arm of the person to help him upstairs. After all, she is a woman and her strength is a little weak. Hua Manyi struggled to help the person from the lobby on the first floor to the second floor.

Xue Wenyan's room was at the end of the corridor, an inconspicuous room, just like her, which would not attract special attention.Hua Manyi remembered that Feng Hai had been talking for almost a month, and she had only spoken to Xue Wenyan, if she hadn't taken the initiative to talk to Xue Wenyan, Xue Wenyan would hardly have spoken.

At first she thought that the other party did not welcome her, but later she realized that this woman seemed to have no desires, no desires, no competition with the world, and seldom interacted with others.

Hua Manyi smelled the smell of alcohol on her body, it was very strong and heavy, it was the way to drink it.The chest and skirt are even wet, I don't know if it was accidentally dripped when drinking or other reasons...

She didn't want to think about it. In Fenghai for more than a month, she more or less knew that sometimes drinking with her was unavoidable.

Some people are so disgusting that they want someone to accompany them to drink. If they don't accompany them, the wine will not be counted on the head of the lead dancer.

If you drink less, the loss will be even greater. Who knows what will happen if you just get drunk among the men? take care of.

A good drinker can handle it with ease. She has seen Sister Fang once drank all the guests in the dance hall, but the result was that she fell asleep for a whole day the next day, almost getting alcohol poisoning.

When she came to the room, Hua Manyi struggled to carry her to the bed, "Sister Yan, I'll go and twist a towel for you."

When she came out of the room, the hall downstairs was still very lively. There was a faucet at the end of the corridor. Hua Manyi took a towel and went there to wash it. When she came back, Bell was already holding hangover soup in the room to feed Sister Yan.

"vomit--"

A foul-smelling vomit was spat on the floor, some of the bell was stained, she pushed it disgustingly, and in a blink of an eye saw someone at the door, she quickly changed her face like a face in a Sichuan opera, and wiped it away worriedly for Xue Wenyan The filth of the mouth.

"Sister Yan, don't scare the bell!" Her tone was eager and deliberate.

Hua Manyi's hand holding the towel was tight, a little uncomfortable, almost every lead dancer has a little maid by her side, and if there is any benefit in normal times, the lead dancer will take care of her maid first.

"The hangover soup has been spilled, Sister Yan, let the bell go down and cook another bowl for you." Lingdang stood up, pretending to see Hua Manyi at the door, "Sister Manyi, sister Yan spilled the hangover soup, I'll cook it again One bowl, can you help me see her?"

Hua Manyi stared at her with complicated eyes, Xue Wenyan was throwing up again in the room, so she nodded, "You go, I will take care of Sister Yan first."

Ling Dang immediately nodded gratefully, and there were even moved tears in her eyes, which made Hua Manyi admire for a while.

Xue Wenyan's hairstyle and even her makeup were unsightly and messy. After finally tidying up the person, changing her clothes, and sweeping the floor, Hua Manyi straightened up and wiped her face sweat.

Why does it take so long for this bell to cook a hangover soup?

Hua Manyi later realized that something was wrong, and glanced at the pendulum clock on the wall, half an hour had passed, and it wasn't cooked yet?Not even half an hour after she helped him up, she brought over the hangover soup. Would it be possible to cook it longer the second time?

The more she thought about it, the more something was wrong, Hua Manyi decided to go down to have a look, closed the door, and walked up the stairs.

Aunt Zhang in the back kitchen was still a little scared when she saw Hua Manyi. The last time Zhu Zhaodi was riding on her body, she kept slapping her. In the end, Gong's mother did not punish her, but fired Zhu Zhaodi instead.This little girl is not something she can afford.

"Man, Miss Manyi, what do you want to cook?"

Hua Manyi looked around eagerly, wondering, "Did the bell come here just now?"

Aunt Zhang nodded, "She has been here before, and scooped up a bucket of hot water to take a bath."

"What?" Hua Manyi couldn't believe what she heard, and asked again, "Did she go to take a bath?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Aunt Zhang was also puzzled.

"Then has she ever cooked hangover soup?"

Aunt Zhang shook her head, "No, she fetched a bucket of water to take a bath as soon as she got here, and she said she was spit all over by Sister Yan."

Hua Manyi: "???"

This bell is a bit too selfish, the master is still in a hangover, and she is going to take a bath first by a servant?

A burst of anger couldn't help rushing up, and she was about to find someone to settle the account. After walking two steps, she suddenly remembered that when she cleaned the floor, there was only a smell of alcohol and vomit mixed with alcohol. Hangover soup is usually made of oranges, green plums It is boiled with hawthorn. If it is really sprinkled with hangover soup, why can't it smell orange?No residue?

As long as you think about it carefully, a cold sweat pours out from behind. This bell probably never thought of making sober soup for Sister Yan from the beginning to the end. Who would know without drinking hangover soup.

"It's so deceiving..." Hua Manyi looked around, and took a ladle from the water tank, "Aunt Zhang, lend me the ladle."

"Eh? What do you want to borrow the ladle for?" Aunt Zhang couldn't stop her, and then she found that the little girl not only wanted to borrow the ladle, but also borrowed her bucket. Although the bucket was not big, it was full of water. A whole bucket of ice water!

Aunt Zhang was a little flustered, her left eyelid kept twitching, and she always felt that something big was going to happen tonight.