a meal

This is probably his robbery.

For a 14-year-old boy, it's really not that difficult to understand.

The sun was shining in the courtyard, and it was only ninety o'clock, and the rickshaw that brought Ling Xiao back had already stopped at Tangzi's door.

Cheng Nian got up early and had to go to work. He asked Ling Xiao to sleep in the hotel for a while, but Ling Xiao was unwilling and insisted on leaving with him.

Therefore, when Yin Chuan'er opened the door halfway, she was a little surprised to see Ling Xiao getting off the car, and also a little dazed: Ling Xiao was always just a simple set of plain robes. It's something everyone in the hall knows.However, no one here has ever been able to turn such a simple plain robe into such an aura—it's really clean.

Yin Chuan'er thinks Ling Xiao is really clean like this.

Facing the golden sun at six o'clock, he walked a few steps, and even felt a sense of style.If he hadn't known him, he would have felt that Brother Xiao would be a suave young man who would indulge in love and moonlight if he grew up a few more years, and he would be the kind that girls especially like.

Ling Xiao walked up to Yin Chuan'er, but didn't go in. He took a deep breath and smelled a lot of fireworks in the world: the aroma of firewood from the porridge stewed in a small wood stove at the early stall, and the fried dough sticks splashed in the pot The greasy aroma of oily flowers, the whole appetite of stuffing in the steamed stuffed bun drawer...

"Silver string," he said, "hasn't it started yet?"

"At this point, let's not get up." Yin Chuaner.

"Come on, follow me to the stall and have an early breakfast before coming back." He said.

"This...how about Brother Xiao going back to the room to have a rest, and I'll buy it for you and send it up to eat?"

Ling Xiao had already crossed the road with his back on his back, only the voice came, "Go as soon as I tell you, there are so many nonsense."

"Hey!" Yin Chuan'er put the rag in her hand on the porter's stool, and followed happily.

There is a wide road directly opposite the entrance of Chunxi Hall.There is an early morning shop across the street.From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the morning, the first wave of customers pulling carts came to visit first, followed by the old and the young, those who went to work, and those who were studying.

Ling Xiao knew it very well, because the window of his room was facing this dim sum shop.Very early on, he wanted to sit here and have something to eat.

Yin Chuaner gulped down a large bowl of white rice porridge with a slurp, and pickled a lot of pickles. Ling Xiao handed him a deep-fried dough stick with sesame seeds, and he ate it too.There was a fine layer of sweat on the smooth forehead.

Ling Xiao smiled, and followed his example, tearing off a piece of deep-fried dough stick with a big gulp, eating it boldly.

But he didn't know that on a table in the shade of the shop, two pairs of eyes were looking up and down at him.

A fat middle-aged man with a bald head also tore off a piece of fried dough sticks and stuffed it into his mouth. On his thickly haired hands, there was an old green jade finger ring, which vividly interpreted the word hooligan.

He said to the person opposite: "Is he the newly bought baby of Chunxi Hall?"

The thin man on the opposite side laughed. He doesn't look good if he doesn't smile. When he smiles, he turns into a wretched look: "It's new, but it's been two months since I bought it. But I heard that two days ago he I let Yu Renjie take care of it, I don’t know which big man in the military circle I gave it to be a good friend, now I’m no longer a child!"

"Hmph!" the fat man sneered, speaking with an authentic Tianjin accent, "What kind of a thing is Yu Renjie? Game over!"

The thin man gave back a smirk all over his face, and said, "What's the matter, Master Teng? Did you like it?"

Fatty Teng also smiled: "Just play!"

The two got up, and a black car just came out of the alley, then reversed and disappeared without a trace.

When Ling Xiao went back, the madam just got up, and she dragged Ling Xiao into her room with her fat hands like oil.

Ling Xiao honestly made good morning tea for her, without her needing to say anything, first handed over the money for this month's expenses to her - the errands in the hall, sweeping, and serving are all available.

The bustard's name is Feng Yingchun, but everyone in the business calls her Grandma Feng.

Grandma Feng grabbed Ling Xiao's hand, and said with a smile on her face, "I know you are the most promising one. Although Zhiyuan is popular, but this person, when the red is too red, it will turn purple, and when the purple is over, it will go from bad to worse. My wind Grandma has been here for so many years, and the number of people who have seen it is countless... But, I think you are a good luck."

Ling Xiao didn't know what he meant by saying this, so he said, "Thank you, Mom, for taking care of me."

Feng laughed and continued, "I see, your Second Master Cheng is very confused about you. As for you, naturally you have to take advantage of this time to take him in little by little, and take him slowly. This is how it lasts... However, such things as entrusting people will not last for a long time. He saw you on a whim, but you can't do it according to your own temper... There were girls who were redeemed here before, but You and Zhiyuan have never been like this before. So, you should make more plans for yourself first..."

After listening to Grandma Feng Xili snoring and drinking the ecstasy soup for a long time, Ling Xiao saved that Grandma Feng was using it as a rule to wake him up.

He is a little funny, why so many people want to point him now.

This morning, Cheng Nian gave him a sum of money, he looked at the amount, it was not a lot.Then he said to Cheng Nian, "Is it too much?"

Cheng Nian looked at him strangely, and said, "You are here with yourselves, how can you be selfless? I've been so busy that I haven't seen anyone for a few months, do you want to drink the northwest wind?"

Ling Xiao couldn't help but think that the Gold Selling Cave is really a good place to sell gold!He wanted to understand how their family was so big and successful, how could his father lead them all the way to the sweet potato field!

This may really be retribution for me, and my father's debt will be paid by the son.

Coming out of Grandma Feng's room, Ling Xiao suddenly heard a scream, followed by scolding.

That was Yunniang calling Zhiqiu.

Zhiqiu is a big kid, so I don't know what kind of trouble he has made, or Yunniang is just using him to vent her anger.

Ling Xiao saw that Yin Chuaner brought him some fish food from the kitchen graciously, so he went to feed his fish under the ceiling, and heard Zhi Qiu howling there.

While feeding the fish, he complained in his stomach: I was full all day long.

Suddenly I thought: Sure enough, even if I fell into the quagmire, the living things in the quagmire have their own ways of living in the quagmire, and the excitement in the quagmire.

If you don't think deeply, you can move forward.Just don't know where to go.

For the next three or four days, there was no news from Cheng Nian, nor did he send anyone to ask.

Boss Yu came to visit Guifang every two days as usual, he was the most wonderful person in the hall, but he didn't talk much, and he didn't often come out to hang out with other people, which was very similar to Ling Xiao.

The rules in the hall are that in the evening, if there are no guests, they have to sit in the hall and wait for the passing guests to pick them up, or chat with other guests together.

Guifang's guests are very regular, so she never comes out.

At first Ling Xiao didn't pay attention, and he never meddled in other things, but once when he was having tea with Zhiyuan, he suddenly mentioned it, but Zhiyuan said in secret: "Guifang's guests are different from us, fortunately. "

Because this point is "different" and "fortunately", everyone is reluctant to mention it.

It was only then that Ling Xiao remembered that not long after he arrived, those eyes staring at him, like two deep pools, probably belonged to Guifang!

Later, around noon on the fifth day, just before lunch, a young man came to Chunxi Hall.He brought a gift to Ling Xiao, saying it was to run errands for Cheng Nian.

Zhiyuan moved to the door of Lingxiao House in a rare way, stopped the young man when he was about to leave, and took the initiative to touch his face.

The young man was really beautiful, but the best thing about him was probably the smell of sunshine on his body, which just so happened to sublimate the bad luck here.

It's rare for Ling Xiao to make a joke: "It's sunny, what kind of flirting are you making?"

"Everyone who comes here is a guest," Zhiyuan said with a smile, "How else can I eat him? Did your girlfriend give you something good again?"

Open it to see.

"Hey!" Fang Zhiyuan said in surprise.

It was a blue-gray suit, made of wool, which felt unfamiliar to them, so it must be imported.But Ling Xiao recognized this material, because he once had a suit made of this material.

"What on earth is he trying to do?" Fang Zhiyuan stared at the clothes lying in the box, frowning slightly.

Ling Xiao was very useful.

This is Cheng Nian's thoughtfulness.

It was not difficult for Cheng Nian to read the mind of a 14-year-old boy, not to mention that he was not a very complicated boy.

Seeing Ling Xiao touching the clothes, Fang Zhiyuan said angrily, "I'm warning you, don't get bogged down here!"

As if he hadn't heard of it, Ling Xiao shook his clothes and compared them to his body, and said, "Why don't I try?"

It's a sure tone.

"Crazy one." Zhiyuan turned and left, ignoring him.

Ling Xiao hugged his clothes and lay down on the bed.

For the first time in this period of time, he seemed to see that the light in his heart was shining, and it gave off a slightly bright light.

Perhaps, his inner defense has not taken a real step towards Cheng Nian, but his heart has already followed.