Chapter 121： The shopkeeper visits

The heavy rain was pouring down like this.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and God made a gloomy face. It was no different from looking at the light this day, and then the candle lit again in the room.

The fumigation oven that was taken out yesterday was simply used. The coldness brought by the heavy rain made a bunch of girls feel like they had gone through the winter again.

An Rushuang leaned crouched on the chaise couch, holding a textbook in her hand, but she did not know where to swim in her heart. When she was feeling bored, she heard a girl outside holding an umbrella and reported: "

There was a cook outside, saying that it was for the girl. "

An Rushuang looked at the rain outside and couldn't help but stun it.

Zhao Xiaotao also froze, his face indifferent: "The lunatic is here again?"

At this moment, the lunatic in her mouth was holding a five-layer red lacquered food container in one hand and holding an umbrella in one hand, but the clothes on her body were already half wet with the wind. He shrank slightly and stretched out.

With a long neck, look inside.

It didn't take long before the little girl just stepped on the rainwater carefully, and looked at him curiously again, seeing that he was thin like a monkey, couldn't help but poach his mouth, then

He pointed inside, and then held his bulging chest and said, "Send in."

"Where is Zhao Xiaotao? Why doesn't she come ..."

He blurted out.

The girl glanced at him and interrupted him with a snorting voice: "Sister Xiaotao is naturally waiting for the girl inside, you—"

The little girl held a long cavity, leaning sideways on the thin man, and sneered, "You don't want toad to eat swan meat, but Xiao Tao is the red man in front of the girl ..."

The shopkeeper frowned, listening to her talk, but only let him pay attention to his identity, and then patiently said: "This girl thinks more, I'm just a

Here comes the food chef. Is it possible to go in now? "

I still noticed that although the man's mouth was good, it was still a little less respectful, and the little girl was open again.

But listening to a voice sounded behind him: "Our girl is still waiting to eat, why are you still grinding here?"

The words seemed to be addressed to the cook, but the little girl could not help but startled, she flashed to the side, lowered her head, and did not dare to block the cook's way.

Zhao Xiaotao walked in front of Mr. Cheng, listening to his footsteps muffled behind him, without saying a word, wondering: "Do you have anything to ask me?"

The shopkeeper looked at her slightly stiff back, and said with a cocked lips, "I should say this."

He really wanted to know why the young lady wanted to see him today, but even if she asked Zhao Xiaotao about it, she didn't necessarily know.

Then, just stop.

The two got on the bridge, Zhao Xiaotao tilted his head slightly and told him: "Slide on the bridge, you be careful." She carefully glanced at the pool under her head, and saw that the waterline rose by another three points.

, Could not help but frowned slightly, a whole day and night of rain, but fortunately the small pond is leading to the outer moat, otherwise at this time Liuxi Pavilion may be soaked with water.

Although I haven't suffered such disasters now, but in the rainy and rainy days, the mood of those who want to come is not so good.

"These days / you still have no time to come, so you don't have to run another run, Miss can't stop everyone's mouth."

The shopkeeper raised an eyebrow, knowing it, thinking she had heard it.

"Even if you are sitting upright, why are you afraid of your mouth?" He turned again and said, "Only young people will be entangled in the argument."

He was trying to persuade Zhao Xiaotao not to take the talented matter seriously, but when he said that, he fell into Zhao Xiaotao's ears, but felt that he was talking about her narrow-mindedness.

Turning his head and glaring at the madman, his red lips froze in a straight line, and he stopped talking.

The shopkeeper touched his head and didn't know where he had offended the little peach girl, so he had to follow him helplessly, and said nothing.

Waiting for the right, Mr. Cheng couldn't see the shopkeeper. An Rushuang held the book and was bored. He lifted his eyes and saw the swollen Xiao Tao. The shopkeeper followed her, holding a quite large

The food box brightened her eyes.

After the good taste last time, although An Rushuang is not a ravioli eater, she is also a bit expectant and curious about the dishes in this food box. I do n’t know what kind of food this time

Thing?

Thinking about it this way, when the treasurer Cheng came to her, she was sitting in a critical position, and she would be lazy only if she didn't get it.

The shopkeeper shouted at An Rushuang for a long time and said, "Meet the young lady."

His eyes stared at the ground and exposed the slick, neat tress hanging from the back of his head. Although his clothes were mostly wet, he looked clean at a glance, except for being scattered.

Rain, no oil.

Except for a worn pair of cloth shoes, the toes were worn out, and the shoes were covered with yellow mud on both sides. The green brick floor was dirty as soon as they entered the door.

In such an action, the shopkeeper Cheng lowered his head and obviously saw his unsuitable cloth shoes. He moved back, his face turned slightly red, and the pair of cloth shoes had never been on him.

The shame disappeared. Although it was ugly and abrupt, it could only continue to be ugly and abrupt.

An Rushuang glanced at him, his eyes fluttered, his lips slightly tilted, a very sincere smile appeared on his face, and he reached out and motioned, "Sit."

Next to it is a carved nanmu small chair, covered with soft rabbit fur blankets-this is still because of the frosty coldness of yesterday, and a few girls today added it temporarily.

But that's it. The house also shows a wealth of elegance and richness, which is at odds with his identity.

Therefore, he still stood still with a little restraint, he refused to move for half a step, his mouth just said: "Cheng Gong just came to give the young lady some food, and this-this is gone."

But he did n’t want An Rushuang to stay the same. He just smiled and said, “Baiweizhai is not near here. If you come, you will have to deliver these meals. It must be hard.

Right? "

Hearing An Rushuang's words, Cheng Gong's heart warmed, and the coldness around him seemed to be suddenly felt, and he quickly shook his head and said, "No, the young lady is serious, this is just a cook

Duty. "

Zhao Xiaotao couldn't help looking at him, with a few different colors in her eyes, she really hadn't thought about it, how long it would take Cheng Cheng to finish these things.

Think about it now, it's really hard.

An Rushuang shook his head and asked, "Hurry up today, wouldn't you like to have dinner?"

The treasurer Cheng shook his head subconsciously. In the past, he could still cope with it. Today, it was raining heavily, and he didn't dare to delay. Where is this effort?

An Rushuang smiled again: "Then sit down and eat together."

After hearing her say that, Ruby had already walked over to take over the red paint food container of Cheng Tsang's shopkeeper, and Zhao Xiaotao set up two chairs in front of the round table, and stared at him with crooked eyes.

Obviously he didn't want to hang around here, but Cheng Gong suddenly raised a warmth of returning home from the bottom of his heart.