"Then go back to your room and sleep." Cloud father listen to cloud Xiuqing cry tired, busy urging cloud Xiuqing quickly back to the room to sleep.
Yun Xiuqing took a deep look at his father and went back to his room.
Cloud father looked at the back of cloud Xiuqing and sighed, these days can be bitter cloud Xiuqing.
After returning to her room, Yun Xiuqing didn't fall asleep. Instead, she sat by the window and quietly looked out of the window. This sitting was an hour. Yun Xiuqing was tired and was thinking of lying on the bed for a while. When she was a child, she suddenly saw father Yun walking out of the courtyard and then out of the gate. She didn't know what father Yun was going to do at this time. She just wanted to follow him secretly Go to see.
After his father walked out of the courtyard, Yun Xiuqing ran downstairs to chase him.
But just opened the door, Yun Xiuqing saw Pu weicang who was about to knock on her door: "Pu weicang, what can I do for you?"
"Qingniang, I see your father is out. Do you want to follow him? What if I meet Yun Ming and Xiao again this time. " When Pu weicang learns that Yun's father is going out, he doesn't hesitate to tell Yun Xiuqing.
"You think the same as I do. Let's go." When Yun Xiuqing learned that Pu weicang thought the same as she did, she immediately took Pu weicang's arm and went out.
Father Yun has a hobby, that is, listening to storytelling. His hobby came into being after Yun Xiuqing came to the city. Every afternoon, he would go to Desheng restaurant, the largest restaurant in the city, to spend five coppers listening to storytelling for an hour. He didn't know his hobby.
However, Yunming Xiao knows exactly what his father likes. A few days ago, he followed him every day. He knew exactly when he went out and what he did every day. Today, he just calculated the time to come to the gate of Desheng restaurant.
Yunming Xiao goes into Desheng restaurant specially. His father usually sits on the second floor by the window to listen to books. But before his father comes, Yunming Xiao sets up a small stall on the corner opposite Desheng restaurant to write letters for illiterate people.
Yunming Xiao had been in school for more than ten years. At that time, the cloud family was still very prosperous. His father invited a highly respected teacher to teach him and yunxiuqing how to study. If it wasn't for Yunming Xiao's later addiction to gambling, he might be able to earn a small official.
Yun Ming and Xiao have been waiting for his father to come, but he didn't wait for him. What he was waiting for was someone who really paid him to write a letter. He comforted himself and began to write a letter.
After writing twice, Yunming Xiao's face is completely black. He only earns two coppers by writing a letter, and he always talks about it in his ear. He wants to slap these people to death. If he doesn't come to hang uncle Yun, what will he do here? If he makes a lot of money on yunxiuqing, he will live a lifetime.
At the moment when Yun Ming Xiao's patience is almost gone, Yu Guang suddenly sees his father enter the Desheng restaurant. Yun Ming Xiao suddenly comes to the spirit and writes a letter without squinting.
At this time, Yun Xiuqing and Pu weicang follow his father to Desheng restaurant. As soon as they enter the restaurant and inspect the surroundings, they see his father sitting on the second floor with melon seeds and listening to storytelling.
"Qing Niang, let's also find a place to sit." Pu weicang holds Yun Xiuqing for fear that others will meet her.
Yun Xiuqing nodded and sat down in a compartment on the second floor, not far behind his father.
"My daughter is very derelict in her duties." Yun Xiuqing looks at his father and listens to the storytelling with great interest.
Pu weicang poured a cup of tea for Yun Xiuqing and asked with a smile, "how do you say that?"
"I'm by his side every day, but I don't know that he likes to listen to storytelling." Yun Xiuqing frowned. It seems that she cares too little about his father.