[Comprehensive] Short-lived ghost

The troupe leader nodded and agreed, and it would not be too late to refuse after reading the script. He Fang was sent out of the room. He raised his arms and waved to him.

He Fang walked over to see if he had anything else to say.

"Zhiqi's play hasn't ended yet, why did you leave?"

He Fang shook the paper fan, "These plays every day are very boring, I'm going back."

Xu San felt very surprised when he heard this. Feng Yuan has changed his nature. He patted off the scum and melon seed shells in his hands, drank a large cup of tea, and stood up, "I'll go with you, the noise here is giving me a headache. .”

Xu San was afraid that he had been at home for a long time, and it was rare for him to come out, and he dragged He Fang to talk nonsense, and He Fang listened silently without speaking.

"Fatty Jin, do you remember?"

He Fang searched his memory and shook his head honestly.

"That's right, you never get to know you who are ugly." After finishing speaking, he flicked his hair, which was a disguised compliment for his good looks.

"Fatty Jin made an appointment last year. The other party is from a small family, but she looks good. She was going to get married in a few days. I didn't expect that girl to be ruined by disaster. Alas, Fatty Jin retired. Regarding the marriage, the girl lost her body and was divorced, she hanged herself on the same day, and the family went to the Xue family with the coffin to argue."

"The Xue family?"

"Isn't that the Xue family? Dumb King." Xu San lowered his voice and looked around, "Afterwards, he paid some silver taels, and the matter is settled. In this world, alas..."

Xu Sansheng was afraid that his unmarried daughter-in-law would be ruined by that stupid overlord Xue Pan in the future. At that time, he would lose face and have nowhere to redress his grievances, so he could only bear it for life. Personally lamenting the helplessness of life there, it is really unfounded worrying.

Seeing He Fang was indifferent, Xu San couldn't help asking: "Aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?" He Fang unfolded his fan, thinking proudly, if he dares to touch my woman, see if I will make him feel better.

"Feng Yuan, it's rumored that you have that long-yang addiction, could it be true?" Xu San tried to lower his voice, but still couldn't hide the curiosity in his tone.

He Fang squinted his peach blossom eyes and asked, "What do you think?"

"No, don't look at me like that." Xu San put his hands on his chest, "I, I want to marry a wife."

He Fang laughed, leaned closer to him, and took a closer look at his ordinary facial features, with a public face, how could he have such confidence that He Fang would be attracted to him, and He Fang knocked his head with a fan, "What a mess, gone."

When He Fang went back, he saw that he still had some broken silver on him, so he bought some snacks, pens, ink, paper and inkstone, and spent all the money before returning home contented.

After entering the house, He Fang gave Xiaobao a portion of the dim sum he bought. The little fat man happily took it, grabbed a piece and put it in his mouth, "I like this dim sum the most."

"Have you ever eaten?" The dim sum bought by He Fang is very expensive, a small portion costs one tael of silver. Uncle Li has never bought such expensive dim sum for the Chinese New Year.

Hearing this, Xiaobao suddenly remembered his father's instructions, and quickly waved his hands in fright, "No, I want to eat even in my dreams."

He Fang smiled without saying a word.

Uncle Li got the letter and went out to see He Fang, and saw that he only bought a few snacks and the Four Treasures of the Study, which he thought would not cost much.

"Where did the young master use his lunch? Why don't you go home for dinner?"

He Fang took a sip of tea, and replied: "I went to the VIP building for lunch, and ordered a few signature dishes that I have never eaten before."

"Master, how can the VIP building be afforded by ordinary people? I can make whatever the young master wants to eat at home."

He Fang nodded with a smile and did not refute. He went to the VIP building for dinner at noon today, and gave Xiaoer a little reward, but Xiaoer made a lot of words out of his mouth. The housekeeper of the Feng family would bring him with him every few days. My precious son went to the VIP building to have a big meal.

"How much silver do you have left on the young master?"

He Fang took out a few copper coins and put them on the table, "That's all that's left."

Uncle Li raised his voice: "Young master, why are you spending money so recklessly? That's 50 taels of silver. It's only half a day, how did you spend so much?"

"I'm so happy today, I tipped Zhiqi 20 taels." He Fang said in a nonchalant tone, feeling that the stimulation was not enough.

Uncle Li almost vomited a mouthful of blood, "Young master, if the master in the heavenly spirit knows that you spend a lot of money for an actor, you will die in peace." He began to wipe his tears, looking like a loyal servant.

It is not easy to make money, and you can use it and cherish it. You can no longer spend money like this today.

Uncle Li became more and more enthusiastic when he talked, and educated He Fang like a grandson. He also formulated various family rules to restrict He Fang. Dining in the VIP building, the dim sum bought today is not allowed to be bought in the future, and the next one is not an example, etc.

He Fang listened patiently, waited for him to speak dryly, and served tea himself, He Fang was not annoyed by his strict discipline, which made Uncle Li even more unscrupulous.

When he finished speaking, He Fang acted like a normal person, with a smile on his lips, "Uncle Li, you can't eat outside, so let's hire a cook."

The Feng family used to have a cook, because the cook once complained to Feng Yuan that the ingredients bought by the butler were not fresh, and he must have been greedy for money from the Feng family, so Feng Yuan was also careless, and even asked Uncle Li to confront him. How could Uncle Li admit it, after crying for a while, Uncle Li watched Feng Yuan grow up and had a close relationship with him, but as a result, the chef was fired and Uncle Li came to cook.

The servant girl who served was also sold for various reasons, and in the end there were only three of them, the master and the servant.

"Master, do you think the old slave is not good at cooking and the dishes he cooks are not to your liking?" Uncle Li's tone was rather harsh.

"It turns out that you also know that your craft is not good." He Fang exclaimed pretending to be surprised.

Uncle Li was taken aback, his mouth was open and he didn't know how to answer.

"It doesn't matter if I eat almost. Xiaobao is growing his body. It's okay if he can't keep up with his nutrition. How thin does he look?" He Fang pointed to Xiaobao's round belly, and then squeezed him hard fleshy face.

Uncle Li said badly, and wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve. Recently, Bao'er's appetite has increased. He added a lot of meals to him, but he didn't control the food well. The food was too good.

He Fang and Xiao Bao stood together, and He Fang was more like a servant who couldn't eat enough or sleep warm.

In the past few years, he felt that Feng Yuan was a fool, and he relied on him for everything. He was responsible for all matters of the Feng family.

"Uncle Li, you are an old man of the Feng family." He Fang suppressed the smile on his face and said in a more serious tone.

"Master, I watched you grow up. After the master and wife passed away, everyone else left, and Bao'er and I took care of you. I am loyal to you, and the world can learn from it."

"They all signed the death contract. Where would they dare to go without the contract? You really think I'm an ignorant child." He Fang smashed the square table in the hall with a bang. This move is used to frighten the opponent. Try lark.

Little Treasure cried out in fright, and Uncle Li knelt down on the ground, "Master, they were sent out for committing crimes."

"I was thinking of master and servant. I wanted to wait for you to repent, but I didn't want you to not repent until now. You really don't know how to live or die. You also signed a death contract with our Feng family, and you tore up the contract of prostitution. Humph, do you think that you are no longer my servant of the Feng family? I will still kill you like a dog."

He Fang shouted sharply, Uncle Li was really scared this time, his body was shaking like a sieve.

"Master, please spare me!"

He Fang kicked him over, "You still dare to call me Young Master, I am Young Master, could it be that you are Master?"

"Master, please forgive me, please forgive me." Uncle Li kowtowed his head, and Xiaobao cried with snot and tears. He didn't know what happened, but he just felt that the young master was so scary today.

"Master, what did Father do wrong?" Xiao Bao rubbed his red eyes and choked up.

He Fang pulled Xiaobao up from the ground.

"Master, Bao'er is not at fault, please let Bao'er go." Uncle Li rushed over and hugged He Fang's leg.

"You think I'm you, and like to bully the small with the big?" He Fang sneered, and Uncle Li let go of He Fang's leg in embarrassment.

He Fang put his hand into Xiao Bao's collar, Uncle Li was startled, his eyes were red with anxiety: "Master, Bao'er is still young."

He Fang felt impatient, kicked him aside, and controlled the strength of his feet so as not to make Uncle Li vomit blood.

He Fang took out the red thread on Xiaobao's neck, pulled it lightly, and took out a piece of black jade, "This is the black jade handed down from the Feng family's ancestors. You said that Xiaobao was frightened at night, so you need to use the black jade to press it down. I don't doubt that he lent you the ancestral property, but I never thought it would be a loan without repayment."

"I also want to thank Uncle Li for not taking my life maliciously in recent years. I really thank Uncle Li for not killing me." Come on, today you father and son packed up and left Feng's house, and you will never see each other again."

Uncle Li hurriedly took Xiaobao back to his room, took out the bag, opened the cabinet with the key, poured all the banknotes and silver inside into the bag, and took some clothes to cover it, "Bao'er, we Let's go right away, I don't want to take any clothes, daddy has plenty of silver, let's buy it later."

Xiaobao stood aside and looked at his father, his face was still full of tears, "Let's take all the money away, what will the young master do in the future?"

Uncle Li paused as he packed his luggage, and looked at Xiaobao: "This is what our father and son deserve after years of hard work. Don't blame me for being ruthless."

"I won't leave, the young master treats me well, and I will serve the young master for the rest of my life." Xiaobao tugged on the door frame and refused to leave.

Uncle Li couldn't move him. Hearing what he said, he slapped him angrily, "You bastard, you can only serve people all your life. Follow me immediately, or I won't recognize you as a son."

"Daddy is a bad guy, bullying me and the young master, daddy is a bad guy."

The author has something to say: I'm going to hang up the next chapter, everyone brings their own lightning rods, death by lightning is not worth your life