Chapter 159 Three Hundred Moneys

Although Xie built a huge manor in Nanshan, Xie's house in Shanyin County could not even reach the Nanshan Primary School Monument.

Xie Yi was born with divine power and walked with a large pottery pottery, which was no different from holding a piece of tiles. "Father, I bought good things and gave them to you... Chixiao?"

When did the dog crane come? Isn’t it in Nanshan?

Chi Xiao hated Xie Yi, and Xiaodouyan didn't want to look directly at him.

Xie Youru rebuked: "Don't scare it."

"Yes." Xie Yi gently put the pottery basin down. Chi Xiao peeked at the pottery basin, and Xie Yi blocked it.

The letter on Xie Youru's desk was sent by the right thief Cao Shi. The letter described in the letter was a case of framing. The case committed in the morning was found out at noon. It involved Sima Chong, a son of the royal family, and also related to the class.

Lose the boy Wang Ge. Alas, Sima Chong himself was defeated by Wang Ge, and he dared to send such a stupid "think tank" to act.

The only clever thing about Sima Chong was that he sent out ten fools, all of whom met each other. How could he find the other eight people in the shortest time when he only grabbed two people? Try not to disturb the candidates in the urgent training camp.

Xie Youru looked at his eldest son and asked, "Who did you go to meet in the morning?"

"A Chong. He came to Shanyin County to deliver the certificate." Xie Yi was alert and touched Chi Xiao with a smile on his face. Gou He grabbed the back of his hand twice.

"Don't bother it!" Xie Youru came over with distress and stroked the skull of Chixiao Mamali. "Where did the straw-woven fish come from?"

Xie Yi immediately said: "This is not an ordinary straw-woven fish. A pot of twenty-four characters means twenty-four solar terms; walking along the flow means good weather; squeezing one, meaning surplus every year (fish)."

Chi Xiao could understand the word "fish". His little head was tangled and tilted, and he liked to be touched by his master's head, and he wanted to hold a fish. Xie Youru knew his intentions and picked up one to tease it.

Xie Yi: "Hey? The beginning of spring is gone!"

"Are you bastard, look for a fight!"

"I'm wronged! I mean the fish is called Lichun." Xie Yi was beaten to hide all over the room, and Chixiao was so happy that he jumped and croaked his wings. He couldn't escape, so he simply shouted at Ah Father's back, "Ah Father's Father's Father's back,"

I want to tell you what I do again, why bother to get beaten up in vain?”

"Well, then I'll just say it."

Xie Yi's hair was beaten apart, and he shook his head and laughed: "Have you reported to Ah Father for the crime?"

"Hmph." Xie Youru and Xierlang were so smart, and he could no longer hold his face. He laughed and said, "Give you the identity of a thief, go to Linmuyuan urgent training camp, and within eight days, you can pull out the other eight idiots.

.A Chong is accustomed to causing trouble. He can catch two people and release them. If he catches ten, I can't help him!"

"Yes, yes, I will thank Ah Chong for Ah's father."

The father and son turned their heads and found that only half of a pot of weaving fish were left. Chi Xiao picked them up everywhere. "How much did it cost to buy these?"

"Then the craftsman asked me to tell me a price. I thought the meaning was good, so I gave me three hundred dollars."

"Well, I'd rather give it more than give it a bad reputation for bullying the people."

"yes."

"Quanzhishi? Where did you buy this fish?"

"The south gate of Linmuyuan."

"What does the quasi-craftsman look like?"

"It's a little girl, she's pretty young and can't tell her appearance. I'm telling the truth!" When Xie Yi saw that her father was angry, he quickly defended: "There's her face is so dirty, and she just looks clean with her eyes. I know

What did my father doubt? It must be Wang Ge! The little girl who sells straw and weaves fish has been talking too much. She can't even get in front of her, and she spits on her face."

Xie Youru said "Oh" and was relieved. Hu Zi had praised Wang Ge before, praising her for being less talkative, beautiful and quiet. Dalang entered the urgent training camp. Although it was nothing to meet Wang Ge, it was best not to meet her.

The father and son didn't know that when Hu Zi praised Wang Ge, it was a villa in Nanshan that could bathe at any time. The forest garden was extremely simple, and even drinking water had to wait for the meal. Wang Ge's thoughts were all used to improve craftsmanship skills.

Candidates don't wash their faces at all.

Besides, Wang Ge never thought that a pot of twenty-four solar terms could be sold for 300 yuan. The inspector of the South Gate checked the bamboo plaques she passed, recorded the time of the task completion, and after the money was paid, he took the initiative to inform: "If you want to

If you send the money home in advance, you can find the female official in charge of the residence."

Wang Ge Yili thanked him, found Meng Nuli and temporarily saved the money (I had to make up enough money to post to Yiyi County). When she returned to the courtyard, she had not entered the house, and she heard the crying sounds first.

The four ladies have not completed their daily tasks, one of which is the worst. They have not found the luck task until now and have given up.

Madam Meng signaled Wang Ge to sit next to him and whispered: "Don't persuade him. I can't persuade him."

"Um."

Lady Lin whispered: "I couldn't bear it just now, so I talked too much to persuade him, but that lady..." She raised her index finger slightly, pointing to the most trustworthy craftsman in the diagonal: "So she said... Of course you have finished the task.

Dare to tell the truth. If you are angry, who can guarantee that you can complete the task every time? If she doesn’t ask for her own reasons, will she rely on others?”

Wang Ge did not agree with her, so he brought a basket and signaled himself to go to the production area to practice dividing bamboo silk.

She sat down and took advantage of the setting sun to sharpen the blade first. She polished it a few times and observed the light. To separate the thinnest silk, the thinning blade is the primary key.

When facing Guang, Xiaoma Lin came out. In Wang Ge's sight, the blade divided Xiaoma Lin into two pieces. The other party sat in the farthest production area from her. The material was wooden blocks, and the tool used was a file.

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Madam Meng and another craftsman named Xu also came out, and both wanted to practice even for half an hour while taking advantage of the dusk.

Jiashe Village.

Today's dusk is different from usual. As the sunset sinks into the wild mountains, the widower passes away.

The old man's hands were wrinkled in black folds, and he kept tightening as he died. He held Wang Zhu's hand in peace, trying to take advantage of his awakening to give the child a few more words, but it was too late.

Wang Zhu cried bitterly and hurriedly held the widower's hand back: "Weng..."

Weng, I know what you are going to say, I know! I have changed it, can you see me for a few more years?

"Weng..." Wang Zhu was so sad that he couldn't breathe. Weng's hands were not as hot as before. He was very scared. Weng's hands slowly became cold, different from last winter. Now they are getting colder, so they must be no longer there.

The warm man is not coming back. He doesn't want to! He is afraid that a good person will become cold.

That means Weng is really dead!

Ah! Wang Zhu was so sad that she couldn't vent her feelings, and she knocked her head against the bed.

"I've made it right, I've made it right, I've made it right! Wow... I should have made it right long ago, I should have made it right long ago..."

Wang Sanlang rushed to the water well and couldn't bear it anymore! Every day when the stranger came back from Tianpo, he would go to cook dinner for outsiders first. He still had his father in his heart?

The widower man deserves to be alone, but I don’t know how to instigate Azhu behind him. The rebellious son is unfilial, confused, and stupid!

The neighbors of two villages, the former king Sanlang, came to the well to draw water. When he heard something was wrong, he came into the house and quickly pulled Wang Zhu, who was almost fainting and covered in blood, and when he looked into the widower, he was also sad.

Wang Sanlang came, and the anger he had on the way, he immediately timid when he arrived in front of the widower's house: "Azhu? Go home to eat...Azhu? What's wrong with you, Azhu? Oh! What's wrong with my son?"

The village neighbor gave Wang Zhu to Wang San: "The widower is dead. Azhu is a good child and can't accept it for the time being. You can carry him home quickly and take him to the village to see the wounds tomorrow."

Wang Sanlang responded repeatedly, carrying Wang Zhu on his back.

Wang Zhu was not in a coma and begged: "Father, give me my three hundred dollars."

Wang Sanlang stopped for a moment, twisted his head and was displeased: "What three hundred dollars?"

"Didn't the four or five hundred stakes earned by Sister Ge Cong to give to our three-bedroom Yistake at that time? Didn't I have three hundred stakes?"

"What do you want money?"

"Put the coffin for Weng."

"Stop it!" Wang Sanlang was angry and Wang Zhu fell down, making a heavy "bang".

Afraid that the villagers passing by saw him, Wang Sanlang grabbed Wang Zhu, wiped the blood from his face randomly, pulled him, lowered his head, pulled him back to the yard, kicked the door, and then pushed Wang Zhu into the master.

The house cursed: "You rebel, do you say it again?"
Chapter completed!