Chapter 18

"What's uncle laughing at?" Mrs. Hu gave him a strange look.

"It's nothing," Song Qingshu didn't have the courage to tell her. After a change of topic, he asked, "sister-in-law, you fought with Murong Jingyue before. It seems that you belong to the ancient tomb school when he talked about it?"

"Well, yes," Mrs. Hu nodded gently. "When I was a child, I met my master by chance. She lived in my family for more than half a year and taught me a lot."

"Sister in law, do you know her name, Lin Chaoying?" Song Qingshu asked in a hurry.

Mrs. Hu shook her head and wondered why my uncle knew so much about the ancient tomb sect. "Lin Chaoying is my grandmother. I don't know her name very well."

Song Qingshu's face suddenly became wonderful. He wanted to be Xiao Longnu and Li Mochou. He knew that there was such a senior sister, and he didn't know how to react.

As they were going to Suzhou City, they decided to have a rest in a small town outside the city and go to yanziwu tomorrow morning.

"Two rooms, boss." Hearing song Qingshu's words, the shopkeeper looked up at them and said, "I'm really sorry, there's only one room here now. Would you like to make do with it? "

Mrs. Hu frowned and shook her head: "no, let's go to other inns."

"Madam, we are the only Inn in this town. Now the gate of Gusu city is closed, and other inns are only available in the neighboring town a hundred miles away." The shopkeeper said with a smile.

"Let's look for it." Song Qingshu felt that the shopkeeper's words were not true, and he immediately had some doubts.

"Forget it, that's it." Mrs. Hu said absently.

"Little two, send this lady up first." The shopkeeper grabbed song Qingshu and said quietly, "young master, please stay. I have something to tell you."

Seeing that Mrs. Hu had disappeared in the corridor, the shopkeeper stood up and said with a smile, "young man, the room is ten Liang silver. Thank you."

Song Qingshu eyes a stare: "you rob money, the back clearly write is a room one or two silver."

The shopkeeper didn't get angry. He laughed: "young master, do you really think that we have only one guest room in such a big Inn? I haven't seen you go on the road together and help you create opportunities. It depends on your own ability to grasp them. "

"Is that all right?" Song Qingshu was shocked.

"Haha," the shopkeeper said with a strange smile, "otherwise, why do you think that there are so many inns in the world, but only one room is left when you stay alone? It's our business rule, young man. You can earn more money when you have no money, but it's hard for a beautiful woman to get any more. "

Song Qingshu was so impressed that he willingly handed over ten liang of silver, "the first one to come up with this marketing strategy is really a genius!"

"What did the shopkeeper say to you just now?" Seeing that song Qingshu returned to the house, Mrs. Hu asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing. I just paid for the house." Song Qingshu replied casually, "sister-in-law, when you go to bed, I'll make a floor here."

"Your meridians are damaged, and the cold on the ground is too heavy. How can you sleep on the ground?" Mrs. Hu frowned and said that she was also in a dilemma, just a bed

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm a man, and that's pretty good." Song Qingshu didn't want to go to bed, but he knew it was impossible, so he had to lay a cushion on the ground and sleep down.

Mrs. Hu stared at him for a while, turned around silently and lay down on the bed with her clothes.

In the middle of the night, Mrs. Hu was suddenly awakened by some voices. When she opened her eyes, she saw that song Qingshu was lying on the ground, shrinking into a ball, shaking all over, and her arms were blue. Lu was clinging to the quilt.

Mrs. Hu knew that the wounds of people who had been stabbed would be sour and painful in stormy weather. What's more, song Qingshu's whole body meridians were broken. Seeing that he was so painful, she bit his lips and didn't want to make a sound. She sighed: my uncle is really a gentleman.

Because of the cold invasion on the ground, song Qingshu really hurt, but there was a trace of stubbornness in his heart, which made him feel sad

What can Mrs. Hu do when she knows? It's better to bear it silently like a man.

"Uncle, go to bed." The soft voice of Mrs. Hu came from behind.

Song Qingshu looked at her blankly: "how can this work! Don't worry about me, sister-in-law. I can stand it. "

"How are you going to make your way tomorrow like this?" Mrs. Hu pressed his vest and sent a real anger, "don't be so timid. I'm not afraid of a woman. What are you afraid of? As long as we don't feel guilty, won't we? "

Although song Qingshu is proud, he is not a fool. If he talks about it, he will refuse.

Shivering all the way to the bed. Song Qingshu got into the bed, only to feel a fragrance, warm, for a time even the pain on the body are forgotten.

When Mrs. Hu saw that he went directly into the quilt he had just slept in, she blushed and hesitated for a moment. Her voice was like a mosquito: "uncle, you are sleeping in my quilt."

Song Qingshu awkwardly finds that his quilt is still on the ground. She quickly responds that Mrs. Hu's greatest gift is to let her sleep in bed. How can she agree to sleep in the same bed with her?

With a smile, song Qingshu runs down to take the quilt back. Mrs. Hu is wrapped in the quilt and sleeps with her back to herself. Song Qingshu slowly lies down beside her. When she touches her body several times, Mrs. Hu's body trembles slightly.

Different from Zhou Zhiruo's betrayal, Mrs. Hu is as clean as glass, and she is also very good to herself. Song Qingshu did not dare to make more mistakes, and used those dirty means to deal with her.

Smelling the fragrance of the beauty's hair around him, song Qingshu's spirit gradually relaxed, and the pain was gradually relieved. Soon he fell asleep.

The next day, song Qingshu wakes up and touches the edge. The beauty is no longer there. She sits up and sees Mrs. Hu smiling at herself.

"Good morning, sister-in-law." Song Qingshu smiles awkwardly.

Mrs. Hu nodded her head slightly and noticed his action just now. She was secretly annoyed: he put his hand on him many times last night. If he hadn't used his real Qi to find out that he was just unconscious after sleeping, he would have turned his face long ago.

Seeing Mrs. Hu's angry eyes, song Qingshu's heart was empty. She lowered her head to reflect on the beautiful dream she had last night. In the dream, Mrs. Hu was so shy that she fell on herself. Next

After breakfast, they went to yanziwu. Song Qingshu knew that shenhezhuang was about tens of miles to the west of Gusu city. He took Mrs. Hu to find it. Unfortunately, he didn't even know about this place when he asked dozens of people. In Mrs. Hu's heart, it is not that she is going in the wrong direction, but song Qingshu says that she is right.