bastard little man

It was getting dark, An Qiyu brought a small table and high stools and placed them in the corner, ready to sneak out to have a big meal. Last time Zhang Pengzhu took him to eat the general's shredded chicken, which tasted very good.

Place the chair on top of the small table for more stability.

Standing on the chair, just about to jump up and climb out, he heard someone coughing behind him, and when he looked back, he saw Qiu Shizhen looking like he was enjoying the show, followed by two dog legs.

"Don't look at me, you're crawling!" Qiu Shizhen couldn't help but sneered when he saw the stand-up collar jacket and thick double-breasted trousers he was wearing. If he could crawl out of this, Qiu Shizhen would be able to go without food for three days!

Seeing him like this, An Qiyu was a little confused, whether he was crawling or not.Don't climb, it's shameless, climb it, I feel that this person is waiting for me to make a joke.

After staring at this kid for a while, seeing him sitting on the chair Xiao Yezi brought over, drinking tea and humming a tune while slapping the table, An Qiyu thought about it and decided to crawl out.

Seeing this guy moving slowly on the wall like a tortoise, Qiu Shizhen thought it was funny. Sure enough, before the smile on his face disappeared, the little guy knocked over the chairs and tables one after another and fell straight down.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Whether it was the three of Qiu Shijue or the maids standing a little further away in the yard, they couldn't help laughing.

An Qiyu touched his knees feeling a little depressed, why didn't he expect that the bulky clothes he wore when he arrived at Qiu's house were not as convenient as his own.

Qiu Shizhen walked over and looked down at him who fell on the ground, "Hey, tell me about you, if you want to go out and tell your mother, it's fine? If you let others know about you, wouldn't it be said that our Qiu family treated you harshly?" ?”

"It was harsh treatment! I haven't eaten for a whole day!" An Qiyu couldn't help crying as he spoke. When he was at home, his parents would never deny him food. It's just that I didn't eat two meals.

Not only did he have no food today, he didn't even have tea, so he just drank some cold water to satisfy his hunger.

Hearing An Qiyu's aggrieved voice, Qiu Shizhen instantly stepped back in fear, touching her ears feeling uncomfortable, why did she cry so easily?

"Master, it's not good for you to be like this. How can a man make his husband hungry and cry?" A Ling stepped forward and said.

Xiao Yezi was annoyed when she saw him boasting with a straight face every day, "Go, go, why are you everywhere?"

"You two! Go and bring a big table." Qiu Shiji said, pointing at the two people who didn't get along well.

An Qiyu wiped some tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked curiously at A Ling and the others as they moved a tall and big table.

"Here, this table is high enough." Qiu Shizhen said with some embarrassment.

When An Qiyu slipped out on his own, Qiu Shizhen felt that a little brother was afraid of being safe at night, so he asked Ah Ling to go over the wall and follow him.

After sending that friend away, Qiu Shizhen suddenly felt something was wrong, turned around and looked at the wall behind him, "Little Ye Zi, is our wall so easy to overturn?"

It was only then that Qiu Shizhen noticed that there were people guarding the front yard, but there were fewer people in the back, and there were girls coming and going on weekdays.

"Why don't you... invite someone to build these walls higher?" Xiao Yezi said thinking about it.

Qiu Shizhen felt that it was not enough, "Put some sharp objects on it, preferably the kind that can hurt people." After taking two steps, he turned back and said, "By the way, the wall on the west wing should also be like this."

Xiao Ye Zi listened silently and took this matter down in her heart, and planned to talk to Brother Qing Shan tomorrow.

The streets in the town were still crowded in Youshi, so An Qiyu took Ah Ling to the Ten Colors Restaurant in the town.

There are three restaurants in the town, the largest one is the Shise Restaurant, which is also the place Zhang Pengzhu took An Qiyu to last time.

"You don't know, the little girl here is too rude." An Qiyu told A Ling what happened to him last time, "Isn't it enough to order a plate of chicken and two side dishes? How can you look down on people because of this! Not to mention There is only a little bit of meat in that plate of chicken.”

Ah Ling didn't understand what this person was thinking, "Since it's rude, why don't you change places, this isn't the only one in this town"

Hearing what he said, An Qiyu also felt that he was spineless, but the problem was that the dishes in this restaurant were varied and exquisite, and more importantly, the rice could be added all the time. Last time he and Brother Zhu just ate the dishes on that plate Soup each had three bowls of rice.

"This guest officer..." The waiter at the door was stunned when he saw the half of his face swollen. He looked like he was beaten. Looking at the kid next to him...it was really a strange story. After the fight, why did the two of them come out to eat as if nothing happened.

"This master, this husband, please come inside," Xiao Er thought about the mess and greeted the guests with a smile on his face.

The shopkeeper was dialing the abacus at the back of the cabinet to settle accounts, his eyes glanced over inadvertently, and he didn't take it seriously, but he immediately realized and took a closer look, isn't this their boss's newly married husband?He also went to Qiu's house to drink their wedding wine a few days ago.

It's just this face... Hey, the servants next to him don't care about anything. How can the young husband walk around with such a swollen face? Isn't this embarrassing to the Qiu family?

"Come, come, come" the shopkeeper recruited a buddy, "Hurry up and buy a curtain hat for my brother"

After giving orders to the clerk, the shopkeeper personally went forward and invited him to the single room on the third floor.

"Wenfeng, Wentian, the person who just walked past looks like your Brother Yu," said a black-skinned boy from Liujiacun.

"Brother Yu?" The two looked back after hearing this, only seeing the back of the shopkeeper.

"It looks like it to me, it's that face..." Liu Han hesitated to speak, "It looks like someone beat me up."

"That's right, the face is swollen and bruised," the black-skinned boy Liu Shu'er added.

Wen Feng and Wen Tian glanced at each other, a little confused, they had been working in the county until today and they didn't get paid to go home. After arriving in the town, this group of men who had worked hard for more than three months decided to come to the restaurant before going home. Enjoy a good meal.

Wen Feng and Wen Tian had received a letter from their family before, saying that Brother Yu and that cousin were getting married, and because they couldn't leave, they sent some money and gifts over as congratulatory gifts.

I heard that Brother Yu married the Qiu family in the town, how could he be beaten?unless…

Wenfeng Chaowen made an angelic look and decided to go upstairs to have a look.

An Qiyu looked at the private room and thought it was really nice. There was a stove and potted plants smelling like incense in the private room.

There are half a wall of books on the side of the wall, there is a chair for resting on, and the cotton yarn blanket on the floor... "Shopkeeper, we don't need such a good place." An Qiyu can think of this place with his toes. It would cost a lot, but I only brought less than half a tael of silver.

"It's all my own stuff, how can I let you pay for it?" The shopkeeper smiled flatteringly, and then looked at the little second who was a little messy, and immediately reprimanded him, "It's not good to pour tea, I'll feed you Cooking? Get out"

An Qiyu didn't understand what this man meant. Seeing that the shopkeeper poured tea for himself, he thought it was inappropriate. This man was older than his father, so how could he have the nerve to ask someone to pour tea for him? do it yourself"

"Why don't people go up? Isn't it just the third floor?" Liu Wentian was very dissatisfied.

The waiter who stopped people didn't want to offend the guests, "Only the shopkeeper can enter the third floor if he says so, so don't make it difficult for me to run errands."

"I said Wenfeng. It's getting late and we have to go back. Are you still going?" Liu Shu'er ran over and asked. If it is late, I am afraid that if you are unlucky, you will encounter robbers on the road.

"Okay, let's go back and talk to my uncle about it." Liu Wentian looked at that brother Yu probably wouldn't be able to come out for a while, so that's all.

"I'm afraid my grandma and aunt will worry." Liu Wenfeng went downstairs worried.

"You said that the owner of your restaurant is Qiu Shizhen?" An Qiyu asked with some disgust.

"Exactly, exactly..." The shopkeeper didn't know much about the grievances between this young husband and Young Master Qiu, but if they were beaten up like this, they probably wouldn't get along well.

An Qiyu couldn't believe that Qiu Shiju had a big restaurant at such a young age. Although his father gave it to him, it was too rich. "Then I can order whatever I want?"

"As you wish, as you wish," the shopkeeper said with a smile.

Ah Ling and the shopkeeper saw this brother took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone aside and started to write.

An Qiyu filled a piece of paper profusely, or wrote on both sides, and then compared them one by one, and finally chose his six favorite dishes

"Passing by you, I often hear the name of the dishes from the second child. How about this, give us these six dishes first, and then send the rest to the beggars outside. By the way, keep those children tight first, and the inside of the children first. Those who are weaker, especially the children who wander around the school"

An Qiyu has a good impression of those children, most of them are children thrown by people who escaped/difficult to pass through the town, between the ages of 2 and 8, they are basically boys with bad looks or defects that cannot be sold and girls.

When An Qiyu and Zhang Pengzhu used to come to the town, they would buy steamed buns and gruel for those children with their own pocket money, but now they can finally get some meat for those children to eat with the help of Qiu Shizhen.

"This..." The shopkeeper felt a little regretful holding the paper that seemed to be worth a thousand dollars, and he didn't know if the shopkeeper would blame him for such a big matter.

"You don't want to? Do you know how wicked your boss is? Me, this is for him. When you deliver the food, just say that it was given by the young master of the Qiu family? I also left a note for your young master." Good reputation," An Qiyu said unhappy.

Forget it, if something really happened, it wouldn't hurt to put all the blame on this little brother, the shopkeeper thought.

"Our master is a good person, and my wife is also a kind person who often gives out porridge, so there is no need to do these unnecessary things," Ah Ling reminded after the shopkeeper went down.

"I only know from people that your wife's porridge is like pouring water. It's so sparse that you can't see a few grains of rice. She only restrains herself when Qiu Yuanwai is at home."

My own mother-in-law wants to gain the reputation of a great benevolent person but doesn't want to spend money. How can there be such a good thing?Besides, the fact that Qiu Shizhen insulted her brother-in-law before and the matter that annoyed herself today, the new hatred adds to the old hatred, it doesn't matter if he spends some money.

Ah Ling couldn't understand what this young husband was thinking, it would be nice if someone gave alms, but still want something better?There are so many homeless people who can't even drink a bowl of clean water. Even if Madam is a bit stingy, she still saved many people's lives.