struggle in ancient times

It is estimated that the little Shuang'er also discovered this problem.

In the novel of Mr. Sigu, it is said that someone sold himself to bury his father, and then a group of dudes surrounded him and molested him.

Just when those dandies were making moves, a white-clothed scholar descended from the sky to teach the recalcitrant boy a lesson, and then took him home.

After bringing him home, she felt pity that he had no parents, and cared for him in every possible way, so that he could refuse the fiancée he had agreed to and be with him forever.

But now it is very different from the plot of the novel. The same thing is that there are a few dandies who like to touch their hands, but it is a pity that there is no white-clothed scholar who looks like a god.

Moreover, none of the people around helped him speak, they all quietly looked at these dudes, plotting against him.

Not a bit upright.

Xiao Shuang'er was so angry that the circles of her eyes were red.

He stood up angrily and said, "What are you watching? Didn't you see these people messing with me? Don't you have any sense of justice?"

The active bystanders who also watched were very innocent.

"I said, are you mentally ill? If you want to sell it, it belongs to one of them. It has nothing to do with me?"

"Yeah! What does it have to do with our sense of justice? It doesn't conflict with people looking at the goods while we watch the excitement. Besides, these young masters didn't drive us away!"

"I think he wanted to read novels again, and he went crazy and brought himself in. Doesn't he know that those things can't be believed?"

"I guess this kind of person is still living in his own fantasy?"

Every word you said and I made his weak heart full of holes.

Seeing pitifully that he has become a person who has nothing to do with these things, and keeps making trouble for him, don't they know what he will become if he falls into the hands of these people?

Why is this so!

He was crying, Huang Zilan looked at the crying poor man and said: "Should we help him, I guess he is not knowledgeable enough, he is too young."

Liao Tingyu refused, "He is still living in fantasy, if he really regrets it, he will know to pack up his things and leave quickly."

"Believe it or not, if you helped him in the past, he would definitely rely on me, and then you would become the vicious fiancee and promoted husband in that novel." Liao Tingyu said funny.

Huang Zilan hesitated, he thought for a while, "Xiaoqiu, go over and tell him to pack up and leave quickly. There's no need to stay here anymore, it's better for people to go to the ground as soon as possible."

As he spoke, he took out a tael of silver and gave it to Xiaoqiu, who said, "The young master is really kind, so I'll go in and have a look."

As he spoke, he squeezed into the crowd.

"I said you should stop crying. The money my young master gave you, although not much, is enough for a funeral. Pack up your things, and go home if you don't want to sell them." Xiaoqiu seems to be persuading a lost teenager.

"Your young master?" Shuang'er Hu Luo, who was dressed in white, hurriedly got up and looked outside, and saw a handsome young man standing on a bullock cart.

That attire, that clothes, that jade pendant, at first glance, looks like a son of a rich family, and he is also a scholar.

Finally, finally let him wait.

Hu Luo quickly stood up, pushed aside the group of people, and walked towards Liao Tingyu.

Liao Tingyu turned his head to Huang Zilan in a funny way, "Look, this is a human being. Once he is immersed in it, you will never wake up. No one can afford a person who pretends to be asleep."

Huang Zilan's complexion is very bad now, it's really not rewarding for his kindness.

His things that he had hidden for so long were coveted.

Huang Zilan laughed back angrily. He looked at the people who came and asked, "Are you here to thank you?"

Hu Luo saw that this young man was handsome and handsome, even though he was a bit short.

His face was as red as a watermelon sac, "I came here to fulfill my promise. The young master gave me money to bury my father. I should serve the young master. I belong to the young master."

Hu Luo chose between these two people, and he still decided to choose the tall and handsome scholar.

After all, if a person is short, it is not very good to go out.

He could only choose the best one ruthlessly, but it would be best if he could develop a friendship with this short boy.

Seeing him winking at him and blushing at his husband, Huang Zilan felt disgusted.

"My family already has a husband, so I don't need you. Just take the money and go straight away, and the money was not given by me, but by my younger brother. You thanked the wrong person." Liao Tingyu directly refused me politely, He doesn't need such a person.

"Ah?" Hu Luo didn't expect such a development.

Those dandies watched Hu Luo ignore him and ran over for a tael of silver, but they paid 20 taels to ignore them and even detested them.

Can this kind of thing be tolerated?

So I followed, and seeing him deflated, I felt much better.

"I said you, little Shuang'er, are too snobbish. You can buy it for just a tael of silver, and it's too cheap." A fat boy waved a folding fan, pretending to be coquettish.

"That's right, people don't like you. Do you think you are pretty? We wouldn't care if it wasn't because of curiosity!" A skinny young man said, but judging by his frivolous footsteps, he should be someone who is obsessed with flowers. people.

"That's right, he's not as beautiful as Mr. Xue from Baihualou, and no one will come to trouble him. What is there to be so confident about?"

"Yes, if you have no appearance, and you can't read, you can't play the piano, you can't draw, what good is there other than a good book. Oh! It's ridiculous."

"That's right, it's not as good as my roommate's maid, and even if she buys it back, she's just a slave."

The words of these young masters are true and realistic.

But how could they think that this young master would let him sign the deed of sale after he bought himself back.

Hu Luo despised these people for not understanding the kindness of the young master.

He looked at Liao Tingyu expectantly, he believed that this son must be different from them.

Liao Tingyu would not want this kind of person to stay by his side, this is simply brain damage.

But it seems that he was entrapped into a brain damage.

"You don't have to look at me anymore. I didn't give this money. I can't make the decision. Even if I can't make the decision, can you play the piano? Can you dance? If you don't know these things, then there is no need. Some are maids, some are servants." Liao Tingyu said.

"And the most important thing is that we don't just buy people from outside, especially thoughtful people. I'm not a place for you to tie your thighs." Liao Tingyu said bluntly.

Hu Luo was dumbfounded, he looked at another person, Huang Zilan, begging for help.

Huang Zilan smiled coldly, "Look at what I'm doing, didn't you choose my brother in the first place, why didn't he want you and came to me. A family member, will I accept you?"

"I've never seen anyone like you, you better wake up!"

Huang Zilan turned to the group of dandies and said, "Don't be too fancy, you won't be able to get rid of this person if you bring him back, so why not play with you with peace of mind."

"Xiaoqiu, let's go!" Liao Tingyu felt a little sick to his stomach when he saw Hu Luo being so shocked.

Huang Zilan felt even more disgusted, this was the first time he saw such an idiot.

Now that people are loose, it is better to leave.

After they left, those playboys also felt that it was not interesting, so they simply invited their friends to drink flower wine.

The people around watched a few important people leave, and there was nothing exciting to watch, they dispersed in twos and threes.

Hu Luo and a poor dead body were left behind. It's really the parents' fault!

Huang Zilan looked at Liao Tingyu's face and didn't speak.

Liao Tingyu felt a little embarrassed when he saw it: "Why do you keep looking at me? Is there anything different?"

"I think you are good-looking, and you are especially good at attracting bees and butterflies." Huang Zilan said.

"You said this, there is no way to avoid this, and no matter how good-looking I am, doesn't it belong to you?" Liao Tingyu said glibly.

"I feel that you are so troublesome. I beat flies for you every time. I am a little worried that I will not be able to keep this flower of yours." Huang Zilan blamed.

"Fu Lang, you have to believe in your own ability, the innocence of your husband can only depend on you." Liao Tingyu said solemnly.

Only Liao Tingyu could say such thick-skinned words.

Huang Zilan was amused by him, "Let's finish things as soon as possible, I miss my parents a little bit, and I also miss rice cakes a little bit."

The same is true for Liao Tingyu. Ever since he walked on the bullock cart every day, he always felt that his body was about to decay.

I wish I could go home sooner.

The family far away is also a child who misses the study tour very much.

On this day, Mrs. Deng still wandered around the gate of the city, waited for a while, saw no one came, and went home again.

Putting down the dishes, Wen Xiu'er took them over sensiblely, and quietly went back to the kitchen to cook.

"How long will it take? He just came back, alas!" Deng sighed.

"I don't know if Huang Zilan will take care of his son, maybe not. After all, he is a young master who never touches the sun."

"Why do you want him to go with you? It's better to let the boss go with you, at least you can get you something to eat, and protect you by the way."

"Son! I don't know if you eat well outside, if you sleep well, if it's dangerous, and if you've lost weight?"

"It rained a few days ago. It rained several times. Are you outside? Did you get wet? Will you get sick?"

When Liao Ming came back from a walk, he saw Mrs. Deng sitting on the stone bench again, chattering.

"Stop thinking about your son!" Liao Ming came over and said.

"Yeah, I'm worried about him. I'm wondering if he didn't bring enough clothes last time. It rained heavily a few days ago. I don't know if he got wet. My son's health is not good. If he gets wet Now, what should I do if I catch a cold?" Deng asked worriedly.

"You! You just think too much. That child is already twenty, and he will know how to take care of himself. When you come back, you can see your chubby son."

"Nonsense, where is my son getting fat?"