After crossing the border, I rely on craftsmanship to eat

The situation became uncontrollable for a while, Dong Chuanlin frowned and forced himself to calm down.

"You are Zhuohua?" Dong Chuanlin asked Han Song, straightening his waist, pulling at the corner of Han Song's clothes.

The man nodded with a suppressed smile, and asked back, "What are the two guests looking for?" He looked calm and didn't care about his shirtless appearance, and sat down on the stool leisurely.

"What else can you do if you don't come here?" Dong Chuanlin snorted softly, holding back the sudden pain in his side, raised his head and said, "This is not the first time I have come here for fear of being cheated. Fool me."

After the words fell, Dong Chuanlin couldn't help but stare back.

It's fine if you don't cooperate and brag together, and sneak attack secretly, shameless!

"Talking about something, hiding it like a girl." Zhuo Hua sneered.

I didn't expect to be exposed as soon as we met. Are the two of them so incompatible with prostitutes?

"I didn't expect you to see it, so I'll tell you straight." Dong Chuanlin looked serious, "Do you know Tong Meng?"

The movement paused, Zhuo Hua glanced at him, and continued to pour water. "I know, he used to come here often."

"What's your relationship with him?"

"Do I still need to clarify this point?" Zhuo Hua said with the corners of his mouth twisted: "Not everyone comes here to pretend to be the county lord to ask questions."

Dong Chuanlin was speechless, paused and asked again: "How often does he come? When was the last time?"

"Aren't you bothered by asking so many questions!" The cup was placed on the table violently, water splashing everywhere. "Do you want to do it or not? If you don't do it, I'm leaving!"

Dong Chuanlin refused to let go: "I will pay you what you want, and you have told me everything you know."

Zhuo Hua's eyes flicked back and forth between the two of them, staying on Han Song for a long time. When Dong Chuanlin was about to be overwhelmed and wanted to fight, he said, "What do you want to know?"

"Everything about Tong Meng."

Dong Chuanlin pulled Han Song closer, clenched his hands hidden in the loose sleeves tightly.

Opposite him was a tall and burly man. Although Han Song was better, but this was the opponent's home field, it would be a lie to say that he was not afraid.

Han Song looked as usual, clenched his slightly trembling hands tightly, and stared at the man firmly.

Zhuohua picked up the cup to drink water, neither salty nor light.

"He's a regular customer, he comes here every three to five days, he doesn't have much money in his pocket, and he likes to show off." He smiled, "He likes to be exciting, he likes to do new tricks, but his body is weak, and he faints after a few times gone."

"Stop!" Dong Chuanlin's neck turned red, "Let's get to the point." No one is interested in hearing what happened between the two of you in bed.

Zhuo Hua spread his hands, "It's gone." As soon as the words finished, he said again: "It's nothing, I'll go first, remember to pay the bill."

Dong Chuanlin almost choked to death with a single sentence, who would be fooled by such nonsense, and pay the bill, empty-handed white wolf wants to get beauty!

Han Song stretched out his hand to stop him, and said in a deep voice: "Be kind, we can pay, but what you just said is not worth it."

Zhuohua was not at all afraid, "You guys told me to say it, and you told me to stop it. Are you going to play tricks now?"

"Money doesn't come from strong winds. We only want to hear useful news." Dong Chuanlin stepped forward to help.

The atmosphere is tense, and if you give it a little spark, it will be so popular.

Zhuohua put his tongue against his teeth and twirled around, squinting his eyes and said, "He pays me to prostitute, I charge the money to work hard, it's as simple as that."

Dong Chuanlin had no patience, and said coldly: "He is married, and his wife is pregnant." He didn't have the courage to speak the rest of the sentence.

"Fuck me!"

Zhuohua picked up the rolled up clothes and threw them on the ground, put them on with a shake, pushed open the door and left without looking back.

After a while, the old bustard came into the house with a handkerchief, bowed his body and smiled, apologized repeatedly, and called the servant to find another sensible one for them.

Seeing that both of them were silent with dark faces, the old bustard was in a dilemma, thinking they agreed, she hastily ordered the servant to invite someone.

She said a few more good words but still didn't get a response. The old bustard couldn't bear the dull atmosphere, and slipped away after saying "Hello, please wait, I'm on the way".

The servant led the servant who was rushing to the market, and knocked on the door for a while, but no one answered. When he opened the door, he saw that the window was wide open, and a curtain twisted into a rope was hanging down, floating back and forth.

In the compartment of the Barley Hall.

Dong Chuanlin sighed twice, still rubbing his rough fingertips between his knees, and there was a scent of medicine and wine.

"Okay." Han Song helped him put down his trousers to cover his bruised knees, "Be careful, you can still fall like this at such a height."

Dong Chuanlin glanced at him and said nothing.

Can a five-meter-high window sill be called so high? !Your measurement method may be different from mine.

"I'm at a loss." Dong Chuanlin looked downcastly, "What do you think I'll pickle him while it's dark? Be a eunuch with no desires to see where he will go."

Han Song asked back, "Do you have the guts to do it?"

"No." Dong Chuanlin said firmly, "I think he's disgusting."

Han Song laughed twice, twisted the bottle of medicinal wine, and reminded him kindly: "Is it related to whether he has a lifeblood when he goes to the brothel?"

Just looking at Zhuohua's figure, he knew without further ado that Tong Meng was the one lying under him, it didn't matter if the stick was there or not, as long as there were chrysanthemums, he could enjoy it.

"Fuck! I actually forgot about this." Dong Chuanlin was so angry that he swears.

There was a sudden shudder on his forehead, but he didn't dare to complain, so he gave him a quiet look, and said, "It's fine to make him die, but his mother seems to be anxious to hug her grandson."

Dong Chuanlin said all kinds of vicious and vicious words, but Han Song didn't let go of the bullshit, so he lifted his foot and kicked his calf.

"what are you thinking?"

Han Song rubbed his chin and said slowly, "I was wondering why he married Chuanfang?"

"Why else, for the succession of the family!"

A group of people who can ignore it for their own benefit, extremely pedantic and stupid.

Han Song said sternly, "You can't take a concubine just to have a baby? Or it would be more convenient to buy one from a prostitute."

Dong Chuanlin fell into deep thought.

Yuehe Kingdom supports same-sex marriage, but for the sake of growth and reproduction, many rules have been set.

The first rule is not to intentionally conceal your sexual orientation. If you discover a fraudulent marriage, you can beat the drums and complain in court.But because of outdated concepts, the girl's family is unwilling to admit in public that their family has poor eyesight and misjudged people, and they don't want their daughter's private affairs to be known all over the city.

After going back and forth, even if the marriage is cheated, there are very few people who will make a fuss, and some people's dirty thoughts are bred in a disguised form.

Tong Meng is the most typical example.

The reason why he was able to hide at home with peace of mind was that the Dong family would not dare to use Dong Chuanfang's reputation for justice.

There is also a rule, which can be regarded as a big slot.

Considering the prosperity of the country and the harmony of the family, the monarch set up a special rule.The only child in the family wants to marry of the same sex. If the parents don't agree, they can't marry.

If the parents agree and want to have children to inherit the family business, they can marry the opposite sex.The requirement is not to conceal the facts, and the other party is willing.

With this rule, the older generation with outdated concepts reluctantly accepts that same-sex marriages can be married, but there are still many elders who look down on same-sex marriages from the bottom of their hearts.

Tong Meng's family background is simple, not considered wealthy.It is not difficult to marry a husband and then a concubine.

But he decided to take the risk to cheat the marriage.

Dong Chuanlin frowned, "Go ahead."

"Tong's mother can have the cheek to argue with your father and brother, which shows that she knows about Tong Meng's affairs." Han Song said one by one, "Could Uncle Dong ask someone to inquire about the news before Chuanfang married?"

After he nodded, Han Song said again: "Being able to hide it from those who inquired means that the Tong family doesn't want to make it public that Tong Meng likes men."

Ming media is spending much more money and energy than buying people from the hands of the matchmaker. It is not worthwhile to save money.

The women who are being married by Ming Media and the women who are bought can have babies, and it is not necessary just for the prosperity of the family.

After thinking for a moment, Dong Chuanlin said, "The Tong family is doing it for face."

I don't want to lose face in front of outsiders, and I don't want to be looked down upon.

They want to follow the path of their ancestors, and they don't want to embrace the new regulations, and they don't want to see their son who has been loved for 20 years being crushed under the man's body and crying softly.

They didn't want to see Tong Meng lose the prestige of commanding everything without saying anything.

Han Song nodded and said: "They want to hide it, so let's make it impossible for him to hide it, and everyone will know about the disturbance in the city."

At that time, it will be seen how the Tong family's parents can protect their face and dignity.

Dong Chuanlin's eyes lit up, "Do you have an idea? Tell me how to do it."

Han Song clasped his hands together and whispered a few words in the ear of the approaching man.

The two doctors made diagnosis and treatment together, and the recovery speed was greatly accelerated.After a few days, Dong Chuanfang gradually regained his senses. He no longer yelled and made noises, and he no longer resisted eating, and would take the initiative to say that he was hungry.

Everyone in the Dong family was very happy, and Dong Chuanlin was even more delighted, running to the room from time to time to chat with her.

This day, he helped Dong Chuanfang out of the room to bask in the sun.Staying in a dull and gloomy space for too long is not conducive to self-cultivation, nor is it conducive to repairing a broken heart.

Han Song hurried in from the outside, looked at him several times, and then entered the room with his lips pursed.

Dong Chuanlin chatted with the second sister for a while, and called the elder brother to hold up for a while, and he slipped into the room.

Inside the house, Han Song swallowed the water in his mouth and said, "He will go tomorrow."

Today Zhuohua was booked by the guests early, Tong Mengbai went there, he looked down on the other young men, so he went back home.Before leaving, Han Song heard that he gave the bustard some money and said that he would come tomorrow.

"Okay." Dong Chuanlin smiled and said, "Just wait for him to enter the net."

At dusk the next day, the two disguised themselves and wandered on the only way from Tong's house to Chunfeng Pavilion.

After leaving the house, Tong Meng rushed towards Chunfeng Pavilion happily, his steps were fast and he didn't stop for a moment.

Seeing him enter the door of Chunfeng Pavilion familiarly, Dong Chuanlin looked sad, "You think we can get in successfully like this?"

They specially changed their outfits for this operation, they borrowed the boy's coarse short shirts from Uncle Wang.People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. At first glance, the two are indeed different from before.

But Dong Chuanlin still felt that it was not enough.

The last time the two of them sneaked away without paying the bill, and now they walked in swaggeringly, in case they were found out, it was no joke.No matter how good Han Song's skills are, it's not easy to protect his oil bottle.

Han Song said: "I called for help."

"Who?"

Han Song didn't answer, but asked him to wait patiently.

After a while, a carriage came.There were many young masters who came to the brothel, Dong Chuanlin was not surprised, he pulled Han Song farther away, so as not to eat a mouthful of flying dust.

The carriage stopped in front of the two of them, and when Dong Chuanlin was wondering, the folding fan lifted the curtain, and Yin, the shopkeeper of Yicao Tang, supported the carriage driver's subordinate carriage.