"You pay for my veil! You pay for my veil! "

"Wuwuwu, everyone comes to comment. If you don't go, you have to run into my stall. Now, all the good pads fall into the mud. How can I sell them?"

Yan Shi, who was grabbed by his clothes and refused to leave:

Yan Jiu endured a long smile, looked at Yan Shi, who was helpless, and walked up to the woman and said, "madam, it's really our fault. Calm down first, and we will pay for it. Wipe your tears first and sum up the losses. We have a lot of money. What do you think? "

The veil on the ground is not a good material. Yan Jiu is not yet able to play tricks on it.

He simply took a ingot of gold from the purse and handed it to the woman, "are these enough?"

The woman, who was still howling, suddenly couldn't open her eyes by the golden Yuanbaoshan in front of her eyes. She grabbed it, stuffed it into her arms, and nodded repeatedly, "enough, enough!"

Actually, the pads on the ground can be sold after they are taken back for washing.

But the man certainly did not understand these reasons. She collected the money, no matter how dirty she was, and quickly picked up the pads on the ground, intending to go home.

This ingot of gold is enough for her family to chew for years. How can she not be happy?!

Yan Shi was relieved and gave a thumbs up to Yan Jiu, "Yan Jiu, you still have a way."

Yan Jiu turned his white eyes. "You can have a snack! Can money be used to solve the problem

After that, he urged Yan Shi to get on the bus quickly, so that they could hurry to the post house to have a rest. Not only Yan eleven people can't stand the ghost weather in Dianzhou, but he's no better!

After a while, the carriage was just back on track. Suddenly, a woman's voice came out.

"Sister Chen, what's the matter? How did the veil fall into the mud? "

The woman's voice was gentle and rippling. In winter, she was more comfortable. Yan Jiu could not help looking at her eyes.

Suddenly, Yan Liang's voice came from the carriage, "stop!"

The voice was not always calm, the door was pushed open, the face was like a relegated immortal, turning over numerous waves.

"Young man?"

Yan Liang ignored him, opened the small window and looked at the place where the woman spoke.

Yan Jiu scratched his head and didn't understand what he heard. He responded so much.

But Yan Shi was a man who lived with Yan Liang in Taohua village for more than half a year. He was stunned to hear the voice of the woman.

Why is this sound so similar to Madame mu?

Su Kui took a breath of white air and stepped forward to help the woman. After finishing the things, he heard the woman's humanity: "Alas, it's also bad luck. Just after the stall was set up, it was knocked over by a carriage." She thumped her aching waist, raised her hand and pointed, "here it is!"

Su Kui smiled and said, "it's ok if people are OK, and money can be earned again." he said, looking up at the direction of the carriage.

At this sight, I was stunned.

It was a pair of eyes as deep as the sea of ink. The emotions inside were surging and fluctuating, like the waves, all hidden in his eyes.

Su Kui is not dazzled by his eyes, but his very familiar face.

"Young master Yan?"

When the future is ready to respond, the name has been blurted out.

Yan Shixin was delighted. "Madame mu, it's really you!"

-In a quarter of an hour.

A teahouse in Dianzhou.