Jade Without Fragrance

Chapter 33: So Tired

Chapter 33 I’m so tired

Cheng Shu was too lazy to look at Wen Rugui, who was like a lost dog, so he explained to the person he brought, and walked out of the Wen residence with the old lady’s confidant, Cui Ma.

Outside the mansion, there were countless people stretching their necks to watch the excitement. Seeing Cheng Shu calm down, it was inevitable that he was a little disappointed.

There was no fight!

Cheng Shu paused, turned around and looked up.

The door plaque with the word “Wen Fu” inscribed on it shone brightly in the warm sunshine of spring.

Cheng Shu looked very upset, took a few steps back and trotted to help, and jumped to drag the door plaque down.

“Okay!” The crowd suddenly became excited.

With a bang, the door plaque was thrown to the ground.

“Take it back and chop it up for firewood.” Cheng Shu said to the servants, and strode towards the general’s mansion.

The people watching the lively couldn’t help but approach the gate of Wen’s house, tsk tsk sigh.

“The General’s Mansion really wants this house back?”

“Don’t go back, do you leave it to the Servant Wen to keep the outer room?”

“The boy just jumped really high.”

“Yes, it’s quite heroic and unrestrained.”

…

In the crowd, Baozhu quietly pulled Lalin good: “Girl, there are a lot of little ladies praising the son.”

was originally called “Biao Gongzi”, but when Lin Hao entered the Lin family tree, his name for Cheng Shu changed.

Lin Hao smiled: “Big brother is really heroic and unrestrained. Let’s go back.”

Seeing with her own eyes that her righteous brother took the house back neatly, she felt relieved.

The girl walked briskly and walked away.

Not far away, the young servant Changshun pouted: “Sir, did you hear me, Wen-Second Lady Lin praised her cousin for his heroic spirit! A lady from everyone, she’s not too reserved…”

“It’s my brother, not my cousin.” The young man corrected himself, striding in the same direction.

The little boy who stayed in place scratched his head in confusion.

What brother, cousin, is this the point he said?

He thinks that the second girl Lin is not dignified enough, and the prince is too kind, and he never thinks about bad people.

Hey, why did the prince go so far—the servant sighed and hurriedly chased after him.

Lin Hao walked in the direction of the General’s Mansion, and heard the cheers.

She stopped and looked in the direction of the cheers, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

is the boy who was in the takeaway art of the Treasure Pavilion that day.

Different from the crowd that day, today there are only a few people watching the juvenile performing arts, and standing here can clearly see the vigorous posture of the juvenile dancing knife.

Could it be that the liveliness of the Wen family caused the young man to lose his business?

Orb apparently recognized it too.

“Girl, let’s go back quickly.”

That day, when the girl was watching this young man perform, she was pushed off her hat, and later attracted the covet of Deng Tuzi.

That’s right, for the little maid who sees her girl as a goddess, all the men who look at the girl more are all disciples.

The handsome end of the young man was greeted with a lot of applause, and the old man beating the gong began to beg the onlookers.

“Orb, reward that boy with a dime.”

Baozhu’s eyes widened.

Lin Hao was amused by the little maid’s reaction: “Just make up for that day.”

For some reason, every time she sees this young man, she feels familiar, and she inevitably pays attention.

Baozhu returned to his senses, walked over quickly and put a dime of silver on the old man’s gong.

The crisp sound of    silver hitting the gong made the old man stunned for a moment, and then he slammed: “Thank you little lady, thank you little lady!”

Baozhu waved his hand, didn’t speak, turned and ran to Lin Hao.

This movement caught the boy’s attention.

His eyes chased the back of Baozhu, and finally landed on Lin Hao’s face.

Lin Hao calmly retracted his gaze and walked in the direction of the General’s Mansion.

The people surrounding    soon dispersed, leaving only the young man and the old man to pack their things.

The old man clutched his purse with a smile on his face: “I’m lucky today, I got a dime.”

The life of a street performer is not so easy. When the guns and sticks are danced, the cheers seem to be beautiful. When the money is being asked, the audience will leave half of the audience. The rest of the people can be indifferent to the gongs handed in front of them. Only a few are really willing to pay.

They play four or five games a day, and the reward they get is just enough for the basic expenses of the day. With a dime today, I can cut a pound of pork head meat and improve my life.

The old man was looking forward to dinner, when he suddenly heard the young man say, “That girl, I have seen my performances near the Treasure Pavilion before.”

He remembered that she had been knocked off the veil.

The old man was surprised at first, and then surprised: “Xiao Feng, that little lady should see you as handsome—”

The boy’s face suddenly turned cold: “Grandpa, don’t talk nonsense.”

The old man smiled and said nothing.

The little servant Changshun rolled his eyes: “Sir, did you see that Miss Lin even gave a reward to the street performer!”

I didn’t pay attention, I didn’t know, Lin Er girl was too reserved in the face of young and handsome men.

Their son is only one of them!

This discovery made the little servant heartache and anger.

Qi Shuo chuckled: “Second Lady Lin is indeed kind-hearted.”

Changshun stumbled and almost fell: “Sir, do you think this is a kind heart?”

“otherwise?”

“Obviously I saw that kid was born well!”

Qi Shuo’s lips curled into a smile, and his tone was light: “From tomorrow, Changning will accompany me to go out.”

Changshun was stunned: “Prince…this, why is this…”

Is the son’s most esteemed and favorite servant going to be replaced?

The young man gave him a look, and wrote lightly, “Changning looks better than you.”

Until his eldest son walked a few feet away, Changshun remained where he was and did not return to his senses.

When he walked to the General’s Mansion, Lin Hao had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and he thought that the sky was going to get hot, so he should ride Lin Xiaohua when he went out.

was thinking so, when a voice came from behind: “Miss Lin Er.”

Lin Hao instantly realized who the owner of this voice was: the creditor!

She turned around slowly and bent her knees: “Sir.”

Qi Shuo’s eyes darkened, and he pondered: I always felt that the first reaction of Lin Er girl when she saw him was a little strange…

“What a coincidence, I met Miss Lin Er.”

Baozhu suddenly became vigilant.

Listen to this nonsense, Prince Jing has ulterior motives!

Changshun caught up with a complicated expression.

Can you be called Qiao who came along all the way? The prince is like this – no, how can you call me here, they are obviously going home!

found the perfect reason for his eldest son, Changshun has the confidence to resist Baozhu’s vigilance: What is the look of little maid, when our eldest son is blind, can’t we see your girl?

Baozhu sneered silently: If there is a master, there must be a servant!

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, their swords drawn.

Lin laughed: “It’s quite a coincidence, the prince is also going home.”

This laugh must be handled well. You can’t laugh too sweetly, lest there is a misunderstanding of Prince Jing, who lacks everything but his wife; and you can’t laugh too coldly, after all, you can’t be sorry for being first, and if you want to help Prince Jing in the future, the relationship is too estranged. It’s inconvenient to get started.

At this time, Lin Er girl had only one thought in the face of Prince Jing: dealing with creditors, she was so tired!

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

(end of this chapter)