Chapter 113 A certain person wants to stand out
Jia Ping'an came home with a cart full of money. After entering Daodefang, Jiang Rong greeted him. He stood on tiptoe to look at those wooden boxes, then cupped his hands at the **** and the Jinwu Guard sergeant, and took a deep breath.
This European air... No, this official air, it's cool to inhale!
This guy...
Jia Pingan has never seen such an official fan.
Jiang Rong exhaled that breath reluctantly, leaned over and asked, "Jia Wenshu is..."
"Your Majesty's reward." If you want to live a good life, you have to restrain Jiang Rong.
"Your Majesty's reward!" Jiang Rong's eyes were burning, as if seeing a group of beauties with bare fruits.
The ultimate enjoyment for official fans is this.
He hesitated, "Maybe touch it?"
Jia Pingan nodded.
Jiang Rong glanced at the waiter in fear, and quickly touched a wooden box. He felt like an electric shock, and then he was satisfied.
Jia Wenshu is indeed an extraordinary person!
A group of people walked slowly.
After the harvest, the field is steaming, as if shrouded in a layer of mist.
Several farmers are tidying up the fields, the smoke in front of them is faint, the woman is calling her children to go home for dinner, and the men are squatting together to brag.
A black and white round thing came quickly.
"Ah Fu! Stop!"
Yang Deli chased after him madly, "Someone is going to peel your skin!"
Jia Pingan laughed and said, "My cousin likes to play with Ah Fu."
"Yes!" Jiang Rong also praised, "Ah Fu from Jia Wenshu's family is the cutest, and he is obedient. There is no one in the workshop who doesn't like it..."
"Ah Fu, you who kill a thousand knives, put down my mother's chicken!" A woman was chasing after with a kitchen knife.
Ah Fu ran to Jia Ping'an, put the chicken in his mouth in front of his father, and begged for praise.
cluck... cluck...
The chicken was bitten to the point of death. It stood up and took a look, then fell down after taking two steps, and struggled on the ground.
Can't live anymore!
Lao Tzu!
Jia Ping'an raised his hand.
Ah Fu raised his head.
Later, Jia Pingan compensated the woman's chicken money at 1.5 times the market price, and the woman leaned over and touched the top of Ah Fu's head kindly, "Ah Fu, come to play at home tomorrow!"
Chirp!
Ah Fu is very proud.
Yang Deli carried the dead chicken, scolded Ah Fu for being naughty, and when he saw the reward of a carriage...
"Peace, this is..."
The servant raised his head and said: "Your Majesty's reward."
Yang Deli had tears in his eyes and his lips quivered.
Oops!
Jia Pingan just wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
"Aunt..."
Yang Deli went to report to his aunt, Jia Pingan said awkwardly: "A certain cousin is a fool."
Sure enough, he is a tough guy! But speaking is a skill, the servant praised: "He is filial."
Many people came to watch, Yang Deli briefly reported on his work, and came out to show off triumphantly.
The door next door opened, and Wang Xueyou's family came out.
"Xueyou, I'm afraid there will be more prime ministers next door to your house!" Some neighbors laughed.
Wang Xueyou said with a smile: "I'm afraid it is!"
Zhao Xianhui looked at the boxes of rewards enviously, and felt more and more that Jia Ping'an was a wealthy son-in-law.
But this wealthy son-in-law is not interested in the aunt.
Why!
Ah Fu rushed over, stood in front of her, raised his head and hummed.
"No!" Zhao Xianhui yelled loudly, blushing.
She and Jia Ping'an are deadly rivals, how could she expose the fact that she often feeds Ah Fu after being bloodied by Ah Fu.
"咱咕咱!"
Ah Fu entered the house lonely, and later the rewards were carried away. Jia Pingan gave the servants and sergeants benefits, and closed the door to block out the noise.
"Where is Ah Fu?"
"Over there." Yang Deli pointed to the side.
Ah Fu shamelessly lay on the side in a large font, probably tired and still panting.
Several chicks and ducklings crawled around and pecked at it skillfully.
There is a big sword every day, and there will be no regrets in life.
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Five Fragrance House.
Meng Liang came in with a roast chicken.
The old bustard glanced at him, his disdain flashed for a moment, and then he wanted to call Qiaoyun loudly, but his throat felt itchy and uncomfortable, and he couldn't stop coughing.
"Sick?" Meng Liang was in a good mood, and said with a smile, "Drink more warm water later."
"Qiaoyun, so-and-so is here." Meng Liang climbed up the stairs and arrived at the goddess' door later, just about to knock on the door.
"Hmm! Hate, come on!"
Goddess voice...
Meng Liang was shocked.
Qiaoyun always treats him indifferently, she has never been such a little girl.
"Well... that fool is coming today, it's not good to be seen by him."
"Then it will be faster."
Meng Liang turned around blankly with his things in hand.
He walked down, and the old bustard had already caught up with him. Seeing his appearance, she sighed: "Since there is no fate, then forget it."
The bustard went upstairs and knocked on the door outside.
Later, a disheveled man came out and said with a dry smile, "What do you mean?"
The bustard raised her head and stretched out her hand, "Give me the money!"
The man pointed inside, "Ask Qiaoyun to go!"
The old bustard had never seen such a natural way of eating soft food, and cursed: "Bitch, get out!"
She entered the room, turned a blind eye to the mess on the bed, and said indifferently: "You use Meng Liang's money to support Qian Zun, but have you thought about it later?"
Qiaoyun sits in front of the dressing table and arranges her makeup. Her body is only covered by a tulle, which looks faintly visible.
"Meng Liang is unmanly, humble, I don't like such a man."
The bustard sighed, "Then what do you like?"
Qiaoyun turned her head, her blushing face was full of longing, "I like Qian Zun who is so interesting."
"But he has no money."
"He can coax me, and he speaks nicely... Meng Liang is boring, and he is careful when he touches me. He is afraid that he will treat me as white jade tofu, and it will break when he touches it. Besides, Meng Liang can't do without me."
The bustard shook his head, "He came up just now."
Qiao Yun's expression froze, and then he said confidently: "Even if he hears it, he won't be afraid, at most I'll just coax him."
The old bustard was used to all kinds of unfeeling between men and women, but still frowned slightly, "What if he doesn't return?"
Qiaoyun smiled, "I know him, he is reluctant to part with me, it is his life to please me, and if he doesn't please me, I will feel uncomfortable all over, so..."
"Qiaoyun!"
Footsteps came.
Meng Liang, who looked like a walking dead, rushed in, "Why did you lie to me?"
Qiaoyun got up in surprise, "You...what are you lying about?"
"You and Qian Zun!" Meng Liang blushed.
Qiao Yun chuckled, "Qian Zun is my cousin, his legs are not good, I gave him some pressure, and you misunderstood...Hmph!"
Qiaoyun stood up pretty with her back.
The bustard backed away, staring blankly at the scene.
There is no cure for a man who wants to lick a dog!
She is not going to make a move, as long as no one is killed, she will watch the fun.
"You lied to me!" Meng Liang stretched out his hand.
Qiaoyun raised her head, her eyes were cold, "You hit! You hit!"
Meng Liang's body was stiff, and he suddenly turned around and ran away.
"Hahahaha!" Qiaoyun's laughter echoed in Wuxianglou.
Ah! man!
She proudly said to the madam: "He will come back."
Meng Liang rode his horse all the way home. His parents greeted him with a smile, but he shouted, "Don't talk to me! Stay away from me!"
The parents looked at each other and sighed worriedly.
When the children grow up, I won’t talk to them about many things.
But parents' worries about their children don't end with age. This is the reason why the so-called raising a child to a hundred years old means worrying about ninety-nine years.
Meng Liang circled around the room like a trapped animal.
He thought of the voices of Qian Zun and Qiao Yun, every sentence was like a sharp thorn, which drove him crazy.
ah!
He raised his head and shouted silently, tears slid down the side of his face.
That was the sound of the beloved woman with another man!
Isn't someone good enough for her?
Why is she doing this to me?
He fell to his knees, beating the ground.
I can't do this!
I want to make her look different!
Meng Liang went out, looked at the sky, and said, "I'm going out, I won't be back tonight."
He used to do this often, and his parents just told him.
He hurried all the way, and when the drum beat, he finally arrived at Daodefang.
Jiang Rong, who was about to close the door with his soldiers, stared at him, "Who are you looking for?"
Meng Liang was still wearing Baiqi's small official clothes, "Jia Wenshu."
"Take him."
Meng Liang followed in.
Under the setting sun, the smoke from the kitchen is everywhere, the tired birds return to their habitats, and the chirping birds continue to sing...
This picture makes people feel quiet and cozy.
But Meng Liang's heart was full of despair, he even thought of death.
After entering Jia's house, under the astonished eyes of the two brothers of Jia's family, he knelt down with a plop, tears streaming down his face.
"A certain person is willing to be a teacher, and a certain person wants to...get ahead!"
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