Cangzhou monster story

Mr. Wu blushed and waved his hands again and again, "That's really not the case, girl listen to me."

"What's there to say, don't you just want to get property." A Ling snorted.

Mr. Wu became more and more embarrassed. He didn't know what to say, so he could only say repeatedly: "It's really not what the girl thinks." He looked at Boss Meng as if asking for help.

Boss Meng thoughtfully threw A-Ling a slap in the face, but A-Ling shut up obediently despite her indignation, and Mr. Wu then breathed a sigh of relief, "My father once fell in love with a girl from the south of the Yangtze River when he was young."

"Then you just abandoned him, right!" A Ling interrupted angrily.

There was a little cold sweat on Mr. Wu's forehead again, and he couldn't help but raised his hand to wipe it off.

Boss Meng tapped her on the head with his hand, "Shut up."

A Ling covered her head aggrievedly, but this time Mr. Wu was honest, "Young lady is right, my father has indeed separated from her, it can't be called abandoning her, but... my mother's family is indeed relatively well-off, and has been running the business. The silk and satin business from south to north has some wealth."

"Look, I'll know." A Ling triumphantly winked at Boss Meng.

"Later, my parents and my mother got married, and this past event was forgotten. Until my father suddenly became seriously ill more than ten years ago. Seeing that he was dying, he held on to his breath." Mr. Wu sighed and said, "I thought it would be too late." It’s just that his father had something to say, but the delay lasted for more than ten years. The illness became worse day by day, and sometimes he didn’t even have a pulse. With a sigh of relief, people have suffered a lot.”

"That's because your father doesn't want to die, and you want him to die sooner." A Ling shook her head.

"No, although my father's consciousness is chaotic, he occasionally muttered something in his mouth when he was sober. After listening carefully, he realized that it was a Jiangnan song. When my mother found out, she talked about my father's past when he was young. It turned out that my father and that A Jiangnan woman fell in love, and the woman sang a Jiangnan ditty, which was gentle and moving. My father didn't have any last wish before he died, but just wanted to listen to another Jiangnan ditty."

Mr. Wu looked distressed, and when he was sad, he shed a line of tears, and wiped them away hastily, "Let Boss Meng and the girl laugh."

A Ling sneered and said, "It's ridiculous that you abandoned your mother's family because of their property, and now you're thinking about her."

Mr. Wu looked awkward, nodded and said: "Father's move is indeed unrighteous, but now he really wants to fulfill his last wish, and he can't swallow that breath before his last wish is fulfilled."

"It's not easy. You found that woman and let her sing at your father's bedside."

Mr. Wu felt even more ashamed, "To tell you the truth, that woman drowned to death long after her father and mother got married."

"It turned out to be another story about a heartless man and an infatuated woman." A Ling tutted.

Mr. Wu's forehead was covered with cold sweat, he raised his hand to wipe it from time to time, and looked hopefully at Boss Meng, who had never spoken.

Boss Meng was already sleepy and exhausted, so he yelled, "Your father has held his breath for many years, so don't be in a hurry now." Before Mr. Wu could speak, he interjected a question "Can you play chess?"

Although Mr. Wu didn't know why he asked this question, he still nodded, "Yes, my father once invited a master to teach chess."

"That's good." She nodded her chin and nodded at A Ling, who was holding a copy of "Vertical and Horizontal", "You play chess with her, and if you win her, I will take your business." Ask, "You know the rules here, if I accept the business, the reward is your dream."

Mr. Wu nodded quickly, "I know, I know, let Boss Meng keep my dreams."

"Is it okay if I take away all the beautiful dreams of your life?"

"As long as father can fulfill his last wish and go away with peace of mind, I will." Mr. Wu said with sincere eyes and sincere tone.

Boss Meng nodded reassuringly, and moved sideways, "Then come on, as long as you beat her."

A Ling frowned dissatisfiedly and said, "Hey, where is this rule?"

Boss Meng found a comfortable position, leaned on the cushion and prepared to watch the chess, "This is a new rule added today, I will play chess with you before accepting business."

"What do you mean, if you don't want to answer, just say it, but let me be the villain."

Boss Meng glanced at her, "You are very confident in yourself, you won't say that until you win."

A Ling snorted, turned her head and said fiercely to Mr. Wu who had just sat down: "I'm afraid it's you, father, who will have to live for decades."

Mr. Wu looked serious, "Girl, I will do my best."

A Ling also became serious, the two set up a chess game, and the black and white sticks started to play.

Boss Meng was watching the battle, occasionally coughing to remind A Ling.Although Mr. Wu saw through it, he didn't make a sound and let him point out.

A game of chess is played to the east, and the belly is white.It was only by the difference between two sons that A Ling defeated Mr. Wu.She proudly said to Mr. Wu: "Look, what I said, you should go home and practice chess first."

Mr. Wu got up and raised his hands, "Girl, I'll come to ask for advice another day."

"I'm waiting for you." A Ling smiled.Only then did Mr. Wu rub his numb legs, and was helped out of the tavern by the servant.

A Ling turned her head to tidy up the chess pieces, and saw that Boss Meng had fallen asleep in the quilt at some point, his long eyelashes cast a small fan-shaped shadow under his eyes, his eyebrows stretched, and the corners of his mouth turned up, as if he was still holding a faint smile. Like dreaming.

A Ling shook her head and said: "This is another erotic dream, last time I called some girl in my dream."

As soon as the words were finished, I heard the sleeping Meng called softly, "Shadow."

A Ling leaned close to his mouth to listen, but there was no movement after waiting for a long time, wondering if she heard it wrong, "What shadow, Yin, Ying, Ying?" Suddenly realized, "Miss Yingying? Are you talking about Miss Yingying?"

She knew Miss Yingying, she was the one who could sing the most in Wanhualou. It was said that her singing voice was like a nightingale, so she was called Yingying.

A Ling shook her head, this Boss Meng was flirting with Ms. Cuiwei a few days ago, but when she turned her head, she had hooked up with Ms. Yingying.Miss Cuiwei is still talking about you in vain.

Thinking of some resentment in his heart, he raised his foot and kicked someone Meng who was sleeping.

Boss Meng naturally didn't realize it, because he was picking lotus in the south of the Yangtze River in his dream.

The lotus leaves all over the sky are crowded together endlessly, and the emerald green seems to drip water.The small boat walks freely among the lotus leaves, and the bright red lotus is hidden under the emerald green lotus leaves, like a shy beauty.

He lay on the boat, let his clothes untie, and fell into the water.The breeze is gentle, bringing the intoxicating fragrance of lotus.