Li Dashao was a little puzzled.

Shopkeeper Wu took out his flying money coupon and waved it at him, raising his eyebrows and winking.

"Originally it was yours, but now it belongs to that Mr. Han." He smiled.

Sitting in Canxia Courtyard, both of them couldn't help but think of what happened in Candong. In the restaurant waiting for repairs, several men who looked like bandits pushed a deed over to them.

"...I can't let you work for nothing. In addition to taking care of food and drink, let's give you another bonus."

Li Dashao smiled and looked away from Shopkeeper Wu's money.

"Wrong, that was not mine in the first place." He said, grabbing a knife beside him as he spoke, and holding a flower with his left hand, "This is mine."

Shopkeeper Wu laughed loudly and reached out to pat his shoulder.

"However, if it weren't for me, you, an old man like you, would still be eating at home and waiting to die. You should thank me for your money."

"Oh, I'm already old, and you still worry about my coffin. It's so heartbreaking!"

Laughter also sounded in the yard.

At the same time, Cheng Silang, who walked out of Desheng Building, breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but look back.

"Look, you can't bear to part with it, right?" Wang Shiqilang said, with swollen eyes and a big yawn, "It's okay, don't worry, I'll bring you back when the money comes from home."

Cheng Silang glared at him angrily.

"You'd better see my sister as soon as possible and go home!" he said.

The two of them had only taken a few steps when a female voice called out from behind.

"Chun Ling."

Looking at the little girl running closer, Cheng Silang said with a smile.

"Where do the gentlemen live?" Chun Ling asked.

Cheng Silang told her about the inn.

"Chun Ling, you really don't need us to help you redeem your life?" Cheng Silang asked, "Although there is no one at home, you can follow me to my house. It's better... it's better than here..."

This place is not a good place anyway, and he has just spent seven or eight days in it. Although he has no choice but to be dragged down by Wang Qishilang, he still sings poems and plays the piano with Miss Zhu, and also looks at her blushing

My heart beats….

I am hanging out in this bad place, but I have to put on a high profile and say that this place is not good, it is really...

He muttered and finally fell silent.

"No need." Chun Ling smiled and shook her head, looking at Cheng Silang with some gratitude, "Sister Zhu treats me very well, and I swear to follow her for the rest of my life."

He said and smiled again.

"What's more, now that I'm gone, it won't be so convenient for you to see Miss Zhu again," she said.

Wang Qishilang laughed heartily.

"Okay, okay, good girl." He smiled, "I will never treat you badly in this life."

Chun Ling smiled and turned her gaze to Cheng Silang again.

"Will Mr. Lang stay in the capital for a long time? You must tell Chun Ling before leaving." She said with a bit of reluctance.

This pitiful look made Cheng Silang nod hurriedly.

"I still have to study for a longer time. My sister will leave after seeing her at Shi Qi," he said.

Chun Ling's eyes flashed.

"Lang Jun's sister is also in the capital? Isn't she from Jiangzhou? Does she also come to study?" She blinked and asked in surprise and curiosity.

"No, no." Wang Shiqi grabbed the conversation, pulled Cheng Silang aside, and said with a smile, "His sister lives in her maternal grandfather's house."

"Ah, that's great. Chun Ling will have no relatives left." Chun Ling lowered her head and said sadly.

"It's so good." Seeing that she couldn't be like this, Wang Shiqilang said hurriedly, "That's a fool. He was kicked out of his family and had no choice but to come to his grandfather's house. There is nothing to envy."

Fool!

Chun Ling suddenly raised her head.

Fool! Ha! Ha! Fool!

Fool named Cheng!

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Chapter completed!