Lao Gao's writing is too heavy, so he can easily adjust it. Don't blame the book lover who doesn't like it-

Yang Mo was so greedy that he refused to give up after eating three bowls of rice. Yang's mother knocked on her son lovingly and said, "Duck! You know how to eat, and you are not afraid that Mr. Li will laugh at you."

Yang Mo put down his bowl in embarrassment, but his eyes secretly glanced at the dishes on the dinner table. He hadn't eaten meat for a long time. Seeing this, Li Qing laughed and said, "If you like eating meat so much, then go to Chengdu with your elder brother. The elder brother runs a restaurant, so you can eat enough meat."

Although Yang Mo was a little muted, he understood what Li Qing meant. He immediately shook his head and said, "I'm not in good health, I can't leave."

Yang Huahua next to her smiled and said, "Brother Li is going to open an inn nearby and hire me as the shopkeeper. Lao Wu will come and be my partner."

When Yang's mother heard this, she was slightly surprised. She had noticed that her daughter saw Li Qing's eyes strange. She turned around and looked at Li Qing carefully. Seeing him touching Hui'er's little head, she laughed, and Hui'er was pestering him and wanted to fly into the sky again. She thought to herself: "Is it because of Huahua that he helped her? Her daughter is widowed and has caused a lot of gossip. It would be a good thing to marry this young man. Besides, he seems to like Hui'er very much, and it's good to be Hui'er's father."

Li Qing didn't know that Yang's mother had already wanted to recruit a son-in-law, and she didn't know that she wanted to be a father. At this time, he had been so sharpened by Pei Hui that he almost went crazy. If he threw Pei Huifei around again, Yang Huahua would probably have to pick up her son from the stream outside.

Fortunately, the little girl came out of the kitchen with a plate of steamed pumpkin. Pei Hui was immediately attracted by the golden and sweet old pumpkin. She left Li Qing and clamored to eat cake.

Li Qing suddenly relaxed all over, breathed a long sigh, and smiled at Yang's mother, "I plan to open an inn nearby, but I am not familiar with people here. Seeing that my third sister is quite stingy, I want to ask her to be a shopkeeper. The wife can move in with her, which is convenient for her to take care of her. I give her 40% of the wife. If I lose, I will win everyone's points. Usually, I will give the inn fifty cents of money every month to make daily expenses. Third sister, do you think this can be done?"

"Make!Make!"

Yang Huahua was overjoyed. As a result, she really had no worries. She didn't care about her mother and brother present, and her wonderful eyes glanced straight at Li Qing, her eyes were so hot that they almost melted him away.

Mrs. Yang's face was calm and said lightly to Li Qing: "Young master, remember it in my heart!"

That night, Yang Huahua didn't go back and slept with her mother. Li Qing and Yang Mo squeezed into a small bed. Li Qing was thick in his body and kicked Yang Mo out of bed several times. By the first update, Yang Mo couldn't bear it anymore and woke up Li Qing.

"Brother, please, can you go inside a little, I only have one leg on the bed."

"Do you still have one leg?"

"There is one leg on the ground naturally."

"You look strange, which reminds me of a trick of dismembering the body." Li Qing sat up and smiled, "Anyway, I can't sleep, I'll tell you a story, do you want to listen?"

"Brother, you can't sleep. It's almost the second update. Let's talk about it tomorrow!"

"What are you saying? The saint said, "I heard the truth in the morning and died in the sky. Why are you so unmodest? Get up quickly!"

Yang Mo thought that his kindness had not been repayed and he had to give his benefactor some face, so he had to get up.

"Brother, tell me! I'll listen."

Li Qing knocked his head and smiled, "You can teach me, okay! The first story I told you is called "A Chinese Qianjin", saying that Han Xin of the Western Han Dynasty had no food to eat and was starving to death. At this time, an old woman came, carrying a basket with food in it......"

"Hey! Wake up! I haven't finished speaking yet." Li Qing kicked Yang Mo to wake him up.

Yang Mo opened his eyes desperately, and his eyelids seemed to be stuck in the paste.

"Brother, you have said it three times, I remember it, huh! There is someone named Han Xin, and there is no food to eat..."

"Not bad! Not bad! I'll tell you another story about tying a grass and tying a ring."

"Brother! Please spare me!"

The night went on to the fourth update, and the east sky turned white, and Yang Mo finally heard the truth in the evening and died.

Early in the morning, a rapid knock on the door woke Li Qing up.

"Yang Mo, your mother is calling you!"

There was no movement for a long time, and Li Qing kicked his feet, and the other end was empty. "This kid is so diligent and went to work so early."

But the knock on the door was still constant, "Brother Li, open the door!" Li Qing heard that it was Yang Huahua's voice, so he had no choice but to get up.

But he suddenly found that Yang Mo was lying on the ground with his back facing the sky, his mouth was wide open, he pulled the bellows, and his ears were stuffed in a mess.

Li Qing was shocked. Why are you sleeping on the ground in such a cold weather? He hurriedly carried Yang Mo to Chong and tucked him in a quilt.

Yang Mo turned over and murmured in his mouth: "Don't leave Han Xin! I'm going to kill you."

At this time, the door knocked again, "Brother Li, why are you still locking the door tonight?"

"With you, the tigress, you may be eaten by you if you don't lock the door." Li Qing had to slowly get up and open the door. He first moved the table, took off the shoulder pole on the top door, and then pulled out the door bolt. Then he opened the door. He saw her wearing a white long skirt and an emerald green cloak. Her face was as white as jade and her eyes were shiny, giving people a refreshing and elegant feeling.

Li Qing looked at her up and down, and suddenly smiled silently, "Why, is the third sister going to go on a blind date today?"

"I'm looking at you! Didn't you say you wanted to go to Qingcheng Mountain yesterday? I'll take you there today."

Only then did Li Qing realize that there was a basket behind her, with some rice balls and dough cakes in it, and a thick hemp blanket was stacked next to it.

"Okay! I'll call Yang Mo up now."

As soon as he turned around, Yang Huahua pulled him away, "Don't call him! Let's go." Her face turned red, she lowered her head, but a charming smile flashed across the corner of her mouth, and she turned her head slightly, and glanced at Li Qing with a slanted look.

Li Qing's heart suddenly jumped and thought to himself: "Walking with you, others may want to do it, that's because they don't know your background, and they don't know what kind of person you will be in the future, but how could I not know that if I follow you, the cuckold will crush me to death in the future. I still want to do a career, but under your pomegranate skirt, I can only count your life for you."

Thinking of this, Li Qing laughed dryly and said, "I just asked my third sister if it was Qingcheng Mountain yesterday. I didn't say I wanted to go there. I'm tired of playing Qingcheng Mountain. Why would my third sister take me to Daojiang County to see the customs and customs? "

Yang Huahua said intimately that she wanted to buy land here for retirement yesterday, but today she was tired of playing. Do you think I am a three-year-old child? She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows: "What about Dujiangyan? There is also a great scenery there."

"I dizzy when I see the water."

When Yang Huahua saw Li Qing pushing her back, she began to feel unhappy. She also understood that Li Qing was not interested in her, but in her memory, no man could reject her. Gradually, her mood changed. She no longer liked Li Qing. The conquering hope bubbling in her heart, and she wanted to boil this man.

"Huahua, come here!" Yang's mother suddenly appeared at the door. She had been peeking in the crack in the door for a long time. She was a person who had experienced it. Just glanced at Li Qing's attitude and realized that her daughter's marriage was completely unsuccessful.

"Huahua, look at Mr. Li's eyes are black. It must be because your brother's bed is too small, so he can't sleep. Let Mr. Li take a good rest for a day and go to Qingcheng Mountain another day!"

Yang Huahua's face sank and was about to say no, but at this moment, there were rapid footsteps outside. Yang Zhao rushed into the courtyard, and there was a yamen runner far behind. When he saw Li Qing, he shouted: "Brother, I want to rush back to the county yamen. Do you want to go back with me?"

"What's wrong?"

"A murder occurred last night. The county magistrate sent someone to ask me to go back to solve the case overnight. I want to rush back. Will you leave?"

Li Qing was overjoyed and never realized that Yang Zhao was so tactful.

Let’s go! Of course, I have to leave, and my kindness has been given. If I don’t leave, it would be a wise move to anger the Lady of Guo.

He bowed his hand to Yang's mother and said, "I am really worried about the business in the store and come to visit Mrs. Yang again the next day."

"Where is Qingcheng Mountain! When will you go with me!"

Yang Huahua's eyes suddenly glared at him, her lips tense, and the charm on her face was swept away, as if a painted skin was removed, leaving only a fierce shrew. Li Qing suddenly realized that the painter actually painted it well, subtle and subtle. Isn't she the same way in "On Spring Outing" at this time? She had a fat tablet, and there was even a trace of fierceness between her eyebrows and eyes.

Li Jue had no choice but to touch his chin and think about it, and said, "It's not very fun in the cold winter. It's better to wait until the flowers bloom next spring, wouldn't it be better!"

But he thought to himself, I will bring the curtains and rain together next year to see if you have any other fun.

Yang Huahua had no choice but to say hatefully: "Then I'll make up for you next spring."

After breakfast, the two of them said goodbye and left. Yang Huahua had a gloomy face and kept sending Li Qing to the official road. She finally said, "What should I do about the inn?"

Li Qing smiled and said, "Although I may not come, I can send someone to handle it. I am the boss, you are the shopkeeper, and we will meet again in the future."

He suddenly remembered something again, took out 200 taels of silver from his leather bag and handed it to Yang Mo and said, "It will take a certain amount of time to build an inn. These 200 taels of silver will be your living expenses. Your mother is not in good health, so don't be stingy. If you don't have enough money, come and ask me if you want it."

Li Qing was explaining the funeral one by one to Yang Mo, but Yang Zhao next to him was stunned and couldn't help but remember the situation where Li Qing paid him a salary in Langzhong: Well! If you break two bowls today, you will have to deduct five cents; if you perform well today, you will give you an additional reward of 100 cents.

Now, he didn't blink a few hundred taels of silver and even said that it was for his own sake. Yang Zhao couldn't help but touch his pocket, which was only a handful of copper coins and a few thin pieces of silver. He felt confused. Did he really care about his own sake?

"Sister San, Yang Mo, you guys go back! We're leaving."
Chapter completed!