Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

Then what about the boss? Xia Beibei asked.

Boss, he is a responsible person, really, what a pity, what a pity. The man shook his head.

If this shop fell into Master Sun's hands, the rice in the town would be much more expensive, and the money would have to be thrown away.

Xia Beibei nodded. She also came here to buy rice and had contact with the boss. She looked honest, What a pity, his son didn't make it himself.

That young man must have been lied to by someone. How dare such a cowardly person go to the gambling house? No one would believe him when he said it. The man said again.

Brother, have you seen that person? Xia Beibei asked.

I have seen it, who hasn't seen it, the boss's son has been working in this rice shop, everyone has seen it. The man nodded.

Xia Beibei narrowed her eyes slightly and thought about it.

When I came to this rice shop last time, I saw a handsome young man. Could this be the owner's son?

That person doesn't look like a person who can go to a gambling house, does he? Could it be that people cannot be judged by their appearance?

No, the elder brother said just now that the young man is very timid. It seems that he might have been deceived by someone.

Xia Beibei raised her head and looked at the messy shop in front of her again.

If you want to say that what kind of business is the least loss-making, it must be Mipu, because no matter who it is, it is impossible not to eat.

Eight hundred taels of silver?

She didn't have any money, but she did have banknotes. The banknotes she asked for from Big Brother Dongfang were more than eight hundred taels.

It's just that buying a shop at 800 taels... I don't think it's worth it.

This town is not in the county, not in the county, but in a small Nanshan town, eight hundred taels...

Xia Beibei gritted her teeth, raised her foot, and walked towards the gate of Mipu.

You unfilial son, tell me, how can you... How can you go to such a lowly place, that will kill your parents. Inside the shop, a man who looked forty The woman who couldn't find her was knocking on the shoulder of the young man who was kneeling on the ground with two tears in his eyes.

Mother, you... don't blame the big brother, he... didn't do it on purpose, he... woohoo! Beside them, there was a little girl in brocade clothes who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. The appearance is persuading the woman.

However, before this could be persuaded, he started to cry first.

Xing'er, my poor daughter, it's useless to be a mother, mother is useless. The woman started crying again when she saw her daughter, she quickly let go of the son who was not up to date, and ran to comfort her daughter.

Xing'er, it's my brother who is useless and harmed you. This is just to make it clear to Mr. Sun. He won't even think about it... The young man stood up from the ground at once, and was about to rush out the door, but he was grabbed by the man named Xing'er. To pull the arm.

Brother, don't go, Mr. Sun won't listen to you, if you go, you will only get beaten.

Xia Beibei frowned, what's the trouble? Why are you still related to this person named Xing'er?

She turned her head and looked up and down carefully at the one named Xing'er. Although she was crying like a pear, but with her little face and figure, she could be regarded as a little beauty.

She had a bad premonition in her heart, that Mr. Sun, wouldn't he still fall in love with this little girl named Xing'er? This is really...