Cangzhou monster story

With a satisfied smile on the corner of Meng's mouth, he turned to look at the two of them again.

The woman finally noticed his gaze, raised her head and said to Master Wu: "Zijun, if you don't study anymore, I will get angry."

The young Master Wu, that is, Wu Zijun got up and left the room, "Tian'er, I don't want to study, I want to do business."

The girl who was replaced by Tian'er raised her eyebrows, a little angry, "What business do you do, you will be the number one in the future, so what can you do well in business?"

"Being the champion can't make money. I want to make a lot of money so that you can live a good life."

"What's so rare about it? It would be nice to be the champion. Then you will ride a big horse through the city, and you will be so majestic." Tian'er was immersed in her fantasy, and said freshly.

Wu Zijun next to him looked a little ashamed, and said dejectedly: "It's too difficult to make a policy."

"This Wu Zijun is indeed a greedy person." A Ling shook her head and complained.

Boss Meng was noncommittal.

Tian'er noticed his depression, got up and shook her wet hands, wiped the apron twice and said, "Don't be discouraged, may I sing you a song?"

Only then did Wu Zijun smile happily, and sat on the stool Tian'er sat on just now.

Tian'er cleared her throat with a smile, and opened her mouth to sing: "The lotus plays with the fish in Ye Tiantian, the girl in the lotus smiles sweetly, Alang Xin'er misses every day."

Boss Meng thought about it, but he didn't expect it to be a very familiar rhythm.

The brisk singing voice floated all the way, but it drifted into a cold and painful dream.

It was raining in Cangzhou at that time, and the streets were empty.In the silent yard, there is only the sound of rain ticking, and if you listen carefully, there seems to be a woman's sobbing.

Still in the hut in the courtyard, Tian'er fell down in the rain and tugged at Wu Zijun's robe.

"Don't go, don't go, okay?"

Wu Zijun was empty-handed, he didn't look like he was about to go out, but the words he said seemed to be parting from life and death, "Tian'er, I'm not here, you have to take good care of yourself."

"I don't, I don't want you to go. Don't go." Tian'er cried miserably, holding him tightly.

"Zijun, I'm leaving." A woman in a purple skirt suddenly appeared at the door, her head full of jewels and emeralds, she was extremely wealthy, she stood at the door holding an umbrella, looking at Zijun tenderly, "It's raining heavily, I'm cold. "

Wu Zijun was taken aback for a moment, then nodded hurriedly, "Let's go, just go."

"Don't go!" Tian'er screamed more and more mournfully, "You can't marry her!"

With a puff, the woman in the purple dress chuckled, "If you don't marry me, will you marry me?" She looked contemptuous, and squinted at Tian'er who was in a mess on the ground, "My father is only me, the only daughter. The family wealth belongs to Zijun, what about you, what do you have?"

Tian'er stared blankly at the woman wearing gold and silver in front of her, with a dazed look on her face, and laughed out loud for a long time, "Yes, he married you and has everything, and I..." Slowly Slowly let go of the hand holding Wu Zijun's robe, "I have nothing, nothing."

Wu Zijun looked distressed, and wanted to help her up, but as soon as he made a move, the woman in the purple skirt called him, "Zijun."

The outstretched hand froze in place, and finally hung down powerlessly.

Wu Zijun got up and walked to the side of the woman in the purple skirt, "Let's go."

The woman nodded sweetly, and the two slowly stepped out of the courtyard.

"Zijun, I only have one folk song for you. May you accumulate gold and jade in the future."

The tune of despair rang out in the rain, "Fish under the lotus plays with Ye Tiantian, the girl in the lotus smiles sweetly, and Alang misses Tiantian."

And Wu Zijun, as if he had never heard of it, walked out of the alley without looking back.

"Bah, heartbroken man!" As soon as she recovered from her memory, A Ling furiously pointed at Mr. Wu who was lying on the bed, and yelled loudly.

Boss Meng calmly put away the censer, thinking about it.

Tired of scolding, A Ling turned her head and pushed Boss Meng, "Aren't you going to scold?"

"Just scold me a few more words for me."

A Ling nodded, turned around and cursed a few more words.

After she had scolded enough, Boss Meng opened the door and went out.

Mr. Wu was guarding not far away, when he saw Boss Meng coming out, he hurried forward to meet him, "Boss Meng, how are you?"

"possible."

"Really!?" Mr. Wu was overjoyed, and hurriedly thanked, "Thank you Boss Meng."

"Don't thank me in advance, but there is hope, not certainty."

"Boss Meng's move must be easy to catch." Mr. Wu did not forget to flatter.

"Just wait, I'll come back tomorrow."

Mr. Wu followed Boss Meng to the outside of the mansion, and told him, "Boss Meng must remember that I will be here waiting for Boss Meng tomorrow."

After walking far away from Wu's mansion, A Ling was still angry, "Master Wu, don't care what he does, it's better to let him be so exhausted, boil him to death, let him die without closing his eyes."

Boss Meng patted her on the head, "Where are there so many complaints? If you have money to make, you can't accept it if you have dreams."

"You are really deceived by money!" A-Ling said angrily: "Besides, you collect so many dreams to pick and choose. Where did the wine-making ones go, and the non-brewing ones go?"

Boss Meng just didn't answer, but said at the fork in the road: "Go back to the store first."

"Where are you going?" A Ling looked at the fork in the road on the other side, which was the intersection leading to the other side of the tavern.

"Wanhualou." Boss Meng touched his thin lips, as if he was at home.

"It's time to go to Hualou!" A Ling roared with her thick neck, "Hurry up and think about how to make that damned Master Wu feel at ease sooner!"

"If I don't go to Wanhualou, why don't you lend me your body?" Boss Meng raised his eyebrows and glanced up and down at A Ling.

A Ling suddenly remembered the incident that he threw her down a few days ago, and quickly changed her smile, "Boss, don't worry. Do you have enough money?"

Boss Meng smiled in satisfaction, "It's not enough for you to redeem me" and went to Wanhualou.

The Wanhualou in the daytime is much deserted compared to the nighttime.The doors and windows are closed, only a pair of red lanterns hanging in front of the building are still fluttering delicately in the wind.

Boss Meng knocked on the door, and the turtle slave who was guarding inside opened the door a little. Seeing that it was Boss Meng, he hurriedly opened the door to welcome him in, "Boss Meng, it's broad daylight, what kind of wind brought you here. "

Even in the face of the lowest-ranking turtle slave in Wanhualou, Boss Meng cupped his hands gracefully: "Meng is passing by, come in and have a look."

Guinu graciously bowed to meet him and walked upstairs, "Boss Meng is here to find Miss Cuiwei, it just so happens that Miss Cuiwei is free today."

Unexpectedly, Boss Meng shook his head, "Come to find Miss Wanyan today."

Gui Nu paused, a little in disbelief, "Miss Wanyan?"

"Is she free?"

"I have to be free, I have to be free." Gui Nu nodded quickly, "I have been free."

"That's good."

Guinu led the way to the door of Miss Wanyan's room, Boss Meng waved him to go down, "You go."

Gui Nu also winked very well, and said with a smile: "You have fun, you have fun."