Record of ups and downs in troubled times

014 Baby's

"Look at these two big ears, don't they look like the handle of a chamber pot?"

The person whose ear was pulled was in severe pain, and the half-sleeping look on his face was gone.He begged loudly: "Let go! Let go! You bullied me, be careful that no one will secretly open the back door for you when you come back in the middle of the night!"

Autumn is not deep now, but sleeping on the street in the middle of the night, I must be too cold to bear.Young master Fu Qichen thought of this level, so he let it go mercifully.As soon as his hand left the tip of the man's ear, he heard the man shouting loudly: "Hey! Beauty!"

"Where is where?" Mr. Fu hurriedly turned his head to look around, only to see an old man selling fruit sitting on a carriage opposite him, baring his yellow teeth and gnawing on a rotten green pear in his hand. A donkey chewing corn with its mouth crooked.

The young master knew that he had been cheated, and immediately rubbed his defiled eyes. Before he could turn around and give a lesson to the gatekeeper, the two doors closed together very rudely, and happened to knock on his feet standing on the threshold. , Shengsheng slapped him staggeringly, jumped back three steps before standing still.

"Hey! Damn you!" Young Master Fu stood firm, with his waist crossed and his eyebrows and eyes raised, cursing.It's a pity that the people inside the door probably curled up next to the door and went to sleep again, no one answered, and there was no fun in arguing.Fu Qichen cursed a few more words, finally died down, followed a passing thin-waisted woman resentfully, and went to strike up a conversation with a shy face.

Along the way, he looked obscenely from left to right, almost wishing he could touch the underside of the little girl's skirt.When people glared at him angrily, he took out a folding fan from nowhere and spread it "swipely" like a chest fan a few times, trying to pretend to be elegant.

I just don't know if he really didn't know, or did it on purpose. When he folded the fan, the painting on the fan turned out to be a lively and fragrant picture of the erotic palace in a cool day.

The young master of the Fu family grabbed this folding fan that was alive in the erotic palace, and teased cats and dogs all the way, feeling very uncomfortable.When he finally arrived at Zhangtai Street on Shili Zhifen Road, he walked around in front of Fengchun Pavilion with his head, and when he saw that he didn't pick up the guests yet, he regretted coming too early and walked away.

The Yule Carving Saddle Youye place, the height of the building is not as high as Zhangtai Road.

Outside Zhangtai Street, there are teahouses and wine shops in Yishuier. Whether you are an arty literati or a vulgar drinker, there is a place to find fun.

Fu Qichen hummed obscene words and erotic songs in an outrageous accent, walked past several restaurants, and entered a three-story teahouse.There are many teahouses like this here, and the layout style of this one is not necessarily much higher than others, only a triangular cloth curtain hanging in front of the restaurant is a bit special, and there are three big Chinese characters written on it: bitter bitter.

Tsk.Fu Qichen glanced at these three words, and suddenly felt a toothache.He climbed up to the third floor of this building familiarly, kicked the broken wooden door, and hummed unceremoniously: "Who hung it outside? Mai, it's your handwriting! I can see it on your forehead!" Hanging three characters, stupid, stupid! If you write like that, who will come to our teahouse?! Did you eat pig food yesterday?"

The place on the third floor is not big, and with the addition of many wooden shelves, various medicinal materials, pottery pots and porcelain bowls are placed on the shelves, so it looks even more cramped.The owner of the teahouse opened up another space by the window, and put a small table made of pineapple wood.

At this moment, there are two people sitting face to face at the table.The one facing Fu Qichen is what he called "Wheat".

"Wheat" raised his head, showing an all-too-familiar elegant smile, and said kindly, "Young master, you are here."

Fu Qichen would never be able to learn such a refined and natural posture, but luckily he did not want to learn either.Young Master Fu still looked like he was walking on water, he wobbled to the seat facing the window and snorted.

"Guzi." Sitting on the other side was an extremely fair and handsome young man. He saw that his words were not understood by others, so he repeated: "Yingguzi." No, the larynx is like a broken flute that can only play one tune.

"He is telling you that my name is 'Yingguzi', not 'Wheat'." Yingguzi explained to Young Master Fu with a smile while carrying the pot to refill the tea for the three of them.

"Tsk! You kid!" Fu Qichen understood, stretched out his hand and slapped the boy on the back of the head, and said with a smile, "You still need to tell me? Calling him 'Wheat' means intimacy, what do you know, little kid?" ? But, Mai, this brat is almost in his twenties, and he finally learned to speak three words, thanks to you!"

"Yeah, it's already this big." Ying Guzi smiled gently, with a doting tone, like the young man's father.

"Hey, Xiao Tang'er, tell me a few more words! Look at your suave little white face, which is much prettier than the young master's. If your mouth were sweeter, I'm afraid many women would be willing to be with you Rolling on the couch! What a pity, what a pity!"

While speaking, Yingguzi suddenly stretched out his hand, pulled the folding fan that was in Fu Qichen's claws and knocked on Mu Tang's forehead, and opened it. Not knowing what to say, he rubbed his nose and said awkwardly, "Don't teach him badly. You This fan..."

"How is it? Is it exquisite?" Fu Xiaogong wiped the tip of his nose, his eyes glowed, he no longer cared about bullying Mu Tang, and only boasted to Ying Guzi: "This fan is for the most beautiful girl in Fengchun Pavilion." I painted it, how can others be treated like this? You don’t know, that girl’s breasts are fragrant, can you smell it on this fan? Tsk, you bumpkin, you have never seen the world, get out of here Only a beautiful woman can understand the subtlety of it!"

"Uh...Mu Tang, don't be distracted, and copy your handwriting carefully." Ying Guzi didn't know what to say to this lewd ruffian, so she could only turn to coax Mu Tang to practice calligraphy with a pleasant face.

"How useful is calligraphy practice?" Fu Qichen said disdainfully: "Even if you can write well, you are still an idiot who doesn't know what life is. Do you know how to appreciate life's various states? If you haven’t been drilled, can you still be considered a person?”

He saw two people, one was practicing calligraphy and the other was looking at the scenery. Anyway, no one listened to him. He couldn't help feeling dissatisfied, straightened Yingguzi's face, and said with a sneer, "Hey! Tell me, you have practiced so many calligraphy. How many uses are there? It is to write three characters of "bitterness" on the pennant outside the door? It is not enough to write one, but you have to write three, for fear that people will not know that our tea is not good?! Hey, how can I teach you? That's good, why did you entrust the two little fools to me!"

"Naturally it is useful and can cultivate one's morality." Ying Guzi still looked calm, as if his existence was to verify the saying "practicing calligraphy can cultivate one's morality". "However, uncle doesn't seem to entrust me to you..."

"It can't be helped. I'm a good person, and I like to shoulder all kinds of responsibilities. You are really lucky to meet me." Fu Xiaogong was proud of himself, and he naturally put himself in the position of the savior. "But why hasn't he come back? I really think you two are troublesome, so I don't want you two, and I have traveled far away from now on?"

Yingguzi knew that Fu Qichen was usually not good at talking, so he didn't feel annoyed, so he just smiled slightly and mentioned another thing that often haunted him and troubled him: "Young master, it just so happens that you are here, I really have something to say." I want to trouble you with one thing. You know that Mu Tang's body...needs to be suppressed by medicine from time to time. Among them is the South China Sea Snake Slough, which is becoming rare day by day because the South Sea Snake is gradually extinct. Antiquities were sold for a lot of money at first, but now I can’t even find a way to buy them. My uncle’s storage is almost exhausted, if..."

Yingguzi hesitated to speak.

Although he is older than the young master of the Fu family, when the two get along, Fu Qichen is more able to make up his mind.Because of the teahouse and Mu Tang's affairs, he had already troubled Fu Qichen a lot, so he was really embarrassed to ask him for help.

"Hey, you found the right person this time! Since I was entrusted by others, I have to be a good person to the end." Fu Qichen lived such a long life that he had never even heard the words "South Sea Snake Slough", so he dared to do it now. Boasting about Haikou, bragging about your talents. "Why are you shy? I'm helping Xiao Tang'er, but I didn't say to help you. It's a pity that I, Xiao Tang'er, with such a beautiful appearance, let go and pass away like this!"

"Thank you so much." Ying Guzi was so moved that tears filled her eyes. "I owe you this time. If you want me to do something, just say it! I will do my best!"

"Ask me what reward do you want?" Fu Qichen touched his chin, smacked his lips, glanced sneakily at Mu Tang who was bent on writing at his desk, and teased, "Take him as a reward, teach Xiao Tang'er to sleep with me, Your debt will be paid off."

Yingguzi stared round her eyes, looked at Mu Tang, then at Fu Qichen, and said two words: "No!"

"Then what should we do?" Young Master Fu turned his head and carefully looked at Yingguzi's upper three roads and lower three roads, reluctantly saying: "If you want Li Daitao to be stiff, it's not impossible. If you are willing to With that face covered, I can make do with it..."

He learned the four words "Li Daitao stiff" from someone, and when he used it here, he felt that he was very knowledgeable, so he leaned over and took the folding fan, and spread it out to block himself. Half-faced, shy and timid glanced over: "What's the matter? I was amazed by my talent as a little scholar? Why don't you promise me that we can have some fun in the red soft tent and on the silk couch bead pillow?" ?”

It wasn't once or twice that Yingguzi was molested by him like this, but his cheeks blushed instantly, and he choked out two words: "Not good!"

"Tsk, you are boring." Fu Qichen threw down his fan out of boredom, and looked out of the window. The Fengchun Pavilion not far away has been lit up with emerald green lanterns, and Zhangtai Street is full of lights and lively. .Seeing the door opened to the place of soft and fragrant soft jade, he immediately got up and wanted to leave this boring place and go to the embrace of the beautiful woman with fragrant breasts, he couldn't bear it for a moment.

Ying Guzi watched him softly "Farewell", turned over and kicked off the table, and jumped out from between the two windows familiarly.He was about to drink a cup of tea as if nothing had happened, and then correct the words transcribed by Mu Tang, when he heard someone shouting from under the window: "Wheat! Wheat!"

Almost made him pour the tea in his hand all over himself.

He didn't have time to straighten his clothes, so he looked out, and sure enough it was the young master of the Fu family standing under the window and calling him.Fu Qichen raised his head and asked loudly, "When will you want that thing you mentioned?"

After thinking for a moment, Yingguzi stretched out two fingers.

"Two hours? Two days? Two months? Two years? 200 years?" Fu Qichen interrupted again.He knew that Yingguzi had been taught very strictly since he was a child, and he was never allowed to speak loudly, so he deliberately teased him with this.

"Two months." Ying Guzi leaned against the window, was teased by him and said it four or five times, and finally knew that she had been tricked, and would never be fooled again.

He was condescending, looking at the young man standing in the street, seeing him laughing and waving goodbye to him, seeing his eye-catching sapphire blue clothes blending into the river of lights in the distance, and suddenly remembered the day when his uncle and baby left together: Uncle Riding a bald donkey, carrying a shriveled bag, smiling and waving at him, gradually submerged along the small dirt road into the dust rising in the distance...

Ugh.