Before going to bed, Huo Zihong came to find Mu Dai.

Mu Dai is now living with Yan Hongsha, and a small bed is added to the room. When Yan Hongsha checked in on the first day, he felt very desolate and said, "Mi Dai, you can run away on the bed. I slept so small, just like a maid accompanying him."

Muyo was fair and generous: "That stone scissors cloth."

From then on, the two of them had stone scissors and cloth every night, holding the bedding rolls and changing them. In the words of Uncle Zhang, they took turns to sit on the dragon bed, and the room continued to undergo dynasties and the struggle between restoration and repetition.

When I pushed the door open, a dynasty change had just ended. Muyo was getting on the throne and was kneeling on the big bed to pull the sheets.

Huo Zihong sat on the bed and opened the right way: "Luo Xiaodao came to the door today and I ignored him."

Mu Day had already learned the news from Yan Hongsha, and kept laughing with his lips pursed. Finally, he said: "Aunt Hong, we can just put it in one direction, don't scare Luo Xiaodao away."

In and out of the words, these elbows are turned outward.

Huo Zihong asked her: "Do you want to marry?"

Kiyo nodded.

Huo Zihong sighed: "What's the use of raising a daughter?"

"Earlier, there were rules for 'crying and marrying' in some places. When getting married, the more fierce the daughter cried, the more shed tears, the more she became, the more wise and filial they became. Look at you, it would be fine if you don't let go. If you laugh so much, you will be fed in vain for more than 20 years."

Yanhongsha suddenly said to the side: "No, it's all in vain."

Kiyo glared at her: "What's wrong with you again?"

Yan Hongsha said slowly: "Aunt Hong, forget Mu Dai. If I am filial to you, I am not like her. I am very home-loving and will not run away with others when I see a handsome guy."

Huo Zihong has always liked Hongsha. She thinks this suggestion is good. Let's go one and then another, which is a business that will not lose money.

"I also want to keep someone by my side. Mu Dai performs badly and doesn't want her anymore. Anyway, the forced melon is not sweet, and I can't keep it even if I force it. Hongsha will be the little boss in this store in the future, but I have a condition."

“What conditions?”

"Don't be like Kimyo, just run away whenever you say it - you can't marry outside, whoever you like, can you bring it in and be my son-in-law?"

Yan Hongsha said: "Is this a small matter?"

Huo Zihong said: "Is this okay? Okay, there are successors, so I don't care about Mu Dai anymore. Come and call Luo Xiaodao, I will give instructions on the subsequent work and express my opinion."

***

This phone is quite important. The phone is played out and the volume is turned to the maximum. Ten thousand three and Cao Yanhua are called to be witnesses.

Huo Zihong means that she can agree to the proposal, but there is a condition to get engaged first, and she has the final say when to get married.

"Mitai is not old, so she is not in a hurry to get married. I am thinking about her. It is the time to gain knowledge and see the world. I don't want to see her around the milk powder and diapers next year - in my heart, she is still a child."

Luo Ren agreed very readily.

He himself also wanted to spend more time with Kiyo: he had been running around for more than a year, and was surprised and strange. In the words of Kiyo, the two of them had never even watched a movie.

He really wants to make up for this daily love lesson for men and women.

However, when is the time to get married? He asked Huo Zihong to show off his temper appropriately: You can't wait indefinitely.

Huo Zihongyun glanced at Yan Hongsha with a light breeze: "Let's wait until we Hongsha has a fixed partner."

What?

When everyone else was silent, digested, or shocked, the Yanhongsha and Ten Thousand Sands were almost clamoring at the same time.

——What's wrong with me?

This is the red sand.

——Erhuo has a boyfriend? What life will it take?

This is 13,000.

Huo Zihong was very busy and made up his clothes. He went out slowly. He left behind a stall with a boiling and storm. The mouth of the Yanhongsha muzzle had turned to 13,000: "Tell me clearly what 'what life' means...'"

Young people are still too young and don’t know the strength of the older generation. This move will be like three birds with one stone, three chess and two pieces, and the situation will develop in the direction she wants.

——She was satisfied with Luo Xiaodao, but she couldn't bear to marry Mu Dai so quickly. She hoped to delay it for a while, but she was afraid that the night would be long and dreams would be too long, so she "engaged" first.

——In this garden, a flower blooms alone is not spring, but it is lively only when a hundred flowers bloom. What is the meaning of Mitsukiyo and Luo Xiaodao falling in love? Others should be active. Take Hongsha first, and a good girl should be loved by someone. If Luo Xiaodao wants to marry Muyo as soon as possible, he will naturally care about Hongsha and carefully find her.

——Miyo and Luo Ren seem to be not very concerned about the bar. Hongsha promised not to marry, and would hire her a "son-in-law" for her. This would be great. There would be reliable people taking over the bar. She also established a relative for Muyo. She "picked" the little girl from the orphanage. She was so lonely in the early years, but from now on, she wanted to make her not lonely and she would always be lively around her.

***

The next morning, Brother Mao got up to clean the backyard and saw the charlatan squatting at the door to do manual work. He took awl and taped several holes into the belt.

Poor, when I tied it up again, my waist was thinner.

Brother Mao thought to himself that he must not be shaken, and must not be moved by the enemy's misfortune. He must be a strong pine tree that insists on the green mountains and will not relax, and will be the wind of east, west, south and north.

After cleaning, I went into the kitchen for breakfast. I accidentally glanced back and saw the charlatan lowering his head and making a phone call.

For some reason, Brother Mao felt something was wrong.

This ominous premonition came true soon. Yue Feng called after just halfway through breakfast.

The charlatan is accustomed to ranking friends in different categories. The seat ranking list is divided by gender. On the list of male friends, Brother Mao can only rank second in terms of importance.

Yue Feng ranked first.

Yue Feng asked Brother Mao: "Have you abused the charlatan?"

Damn, for a few friends I just met, he actually raised him to the level of "abuse". Brother Mao was so angry that he was so angry.

Yue Feng smiled: "Aren't there just a few rooms? Is it worth it? Is it mine?"

Brother Mao said: "You are standing on his side, are you?"

Mrs. Mao next to her laughed out loud: This situation often happens between Brother Mao, Yue Feng and the charlatan. The big guy is a big deal and he is even as quarrel as the kids who you are playing house in kindergarten, who you are calculating about who you are helping and who you stand on the side.

Yue Feng did not stand: "I'm afraid he would starve to death. What's the point of competing with him? You have a family, a family and a son, and your life is so comfortable. He is wandering around the ground all year round, hungry and full, and only when he reaches your place can he live a few days of comfortable life. If you make a name for yourself, you can just let him be the one."

Brother Mao stopped talking. After thinking about it, he felt that what Yue Feng said was reasonable.

After hanging up the phone, he sighed and said, "I owe this grandson in my previous life."

After saying that, he got up and served a bowl of rice porridge, put a few flower rolls with porcelain plates, and delivered them to the charlatan.

Pushing the door and entering the house, the charlatan was calling Luo Ren.

——Come next week? It’s OK, it’s OK to finish those little things.

——Yes, I invited the senior brother from Xiaokoupo.

——Convenient, why is it inconvenient? I said, "He welcomes you, and the person is right in front of me, and I keep urging me to come early...

Speaking of this big thing, I was not afraid of my tongue. Brother Mao made a "ah-ho" move next to him.

The charlatan's face suddenly hesitated: "Just tell him what to say, just tell me, I..."

I guess I didn't make it happen. After a while, Qiqi Aiai handed over his phone.

Brother Mao rolled his eyes: "What are you doing?"

The charlatan smiled with him: "Little Maomao, he said he would like to thank you, you... you should be polite when you speak."

Brother Mao took the airs and took the phone slowly. He said "feed" very bluntly, and the charlatan was frightened.

Luo Ren said: "Is it Brother Mao?"

"That's right. There are many people here. I probably have gone there for more than a day or two. Although the charlatan said he was a friend of you, his brothers still settled the score clearly. Besides, you are open to business, so we don't want to take advantage of this."

Brother Mao was a little surprised and nodded. The charlatan beside him was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe.

"I mentioned it to the charlatan once, and he said we were too dissatisfied. So I thought so, just know it yourself. We should also understand his love and the house money - but don't tell him about it."

Brother Mao said: "No need to thank you. The charlatan's friend is my friend. Come on, I welcome you very much, so it's not trouble."

The charlatan's eyes widened, and he didn't react until the phone hung up, and he couldn't stop being happy.

——"Little Maomao, I know! At critical moments, you will never lose the chain!"

——"I pretended to be 258, a little bitch, I've been hungry for several days!"

...

Brother Mao went to the front desk and checked out the room next week with Mrs. Mao. He vacated several rooms with good lighting, including the "Fengtang Room".

Mrs. Mao thought he was busy: "I promised him a long time ago, wouldn't there be so many things going on? Why are you raising each other's arguments?"

Brother Mao laughed.

He became interested in the new friends of the charlatan.

Thinking: It's really awesome.

It’s not because Luo Ren took the initiative to ask for money, but because he has a clear mind, knows the worldly ways, and knows how to think about others, and turns around, so that no one can make it difficult for anyone to do, and does not greed for such cheap money.

He thinks such a friend is worthy of making.

Brother Mao went outside the inn gate, expanded his chest to the high sun, and took a deep breath. The air in the ancient city was clean and clean, and it was cool to clean the lungs.

On the bluestone slab in front of the door, an old man with a hunched waist and a rice bowl was covered with linen, his head and face were covered with linen. He was in his sixties, and he had a bamboo pole under his armpit and a flag on the head of the pole. The flag was scattered halfway, and the words "fortune telling" were written on it.

This is Ge Er's blind man. He set up a stall in the ancient city to tell fortunes. Later, he disappeared for a while. When he appeared again, it was like this. His head and face were always wrapped in cloth and never showed his face. Someone muttered in private that he had bitten something on his face and his scars were turned one by one.

Brother Mao took out his wallet and pulled Zhang Wujiu out: "Ge Laoer, what about this."

Every time he meets Ge Er, he will give some money, not much, but he will give him a helping hand. He lives in the ancient city for a long time. Although he has no friendship, he is familiar with him.
Chapter completed!