The meal was not over until almost three o'clock in the afternoon, and when Dong Ce walked the drunken Hou Fangyu to the door, he asked quietly: "Are you really obsessed with this Du Shi Niang?" ”

Unexpectedly, when a word came out, Hou Fangyu suddenly turned around, hugged him and cried-

"What's wrong?" Dong Ce didn't expect him to react like this, and asked with a smile in a hurry.

"Brother Hanchen, little brother, little brother, I, I really can't extricate myself!" Hou Fangyu cried: "I don't see you for a day, like every other autumn." I can't ask for it, I can't think about it! There are beautiful women in the north, living in the downtown area! ”

Dong Ce frowned and said, "What kind of mess is this?" ”

"It's just a sentence, what the little brother thinks about every day, it's her, and if she can't see it for a while, she is panicked, don't you know, the little brother has been here for a few days, where is it just a trip in the morning? I have to come to see it four or five times a day, for fear of being laughed at by you, I look at it from a distance outside, and I don't even dare to get off the carriage! In my little brother's heart, it's bitter! ”

Hou Fangyu was really drunk, otherwise he wouldn't have made a big fuss in front of so many people, he pulled Dong Ce's sleeve, snorting and tearing: "Brother Hanchen, I know that you have always been resourceful, but you must help me!" ”

Dong Ce stood there and opened his mouth, speechless for a while.

He originally thought that Hou Fangyu's pursuit of Du Shi Niang was all wishful thinking and a hot head, in the final analysis, how could he, a talented man and a son of a family, look at a lowly businesswoman who opened an inn in his eyes? What he seeks is just freshness, and the more Du Siniang rejects him, the more he feels that freshness is tight, and the harder he pursues it.

To put it bluntly, it's still a taste.

But I didn't expect it to be so affectionate, it seems that it is real.

But it's normal to think about it, it's not surprising that an idiot like Hou Fangyu would get into such a bull's horn.

Hou Fangyu was shouting like a drunken madman outside, Du Shi Niang, who was across the door, naturally heard it clearly, and after a while, Dong Ce only heard a sneer: "Do your spring and autumn dreams!" ”

Looking at Hou Fangyu, who was jumping and jumping and pulling himself to cry, Dong Ce could only smile bitterly.

In all fairness, Dong Ce was actually reluctant to let Du Siniang follow him.

A hundred people looked at this matter, and ninety-nine of them were afraid that if Du Shi Niang could follow Hou Fangyu, it would be a great thing - the Du family lady has been widowed for many years, and she is still widowed. Besides, Hou Gongzi is a talent, dignified, elegant, and high-born, if you are willing to marry, other people's families may not agree! There is such an informed and interesting husband who loves him, marries into a wealthy family, and is prosperous and rich from now on, and he no longer has to get up early and suffer from greed and darkness, even if it is a concubine, it is much better than opening an inn in this city.

Even if it's a concubine, it's much better.

In Dong Ce's opinion, what a playboy like this wants is just an overnight joy, and I'm afraid that after I have tasted enough freshness, I will abandon it in a few days. With Hou Fangyu these days, Dong Ce can see that he is a very good friend, but he may not be a qualified husband and a lover who can be entrusted for life.

If you follow him, maybe some time ago, this period of time, it may be a month, half a month, or simply a few days. During this time, he will be very fond of Du Siniang and respond to requests, and the two are entangled every day, tired of being together, like glue. During this time, Du Siniang will naturally feel full of happiness. But as soon as this period of time passed, Hou Fangyu's feelings would immediately cool down, maybe he went to her less often, stayed for a shorter time, his face was not good-looking, and he was impatient - all in all, anyone could feel that he was cold to Du Shi Niang.

And after apathy, there is boredom. After a while, it won't take long, or a few months, or at most half a year, to completely get tired of this infatuated woman he once had a crush on. When it comes to the roots, men like the new and hate the old, except for a very few, the vast majority of them are not. In the era when girlfriend resources are so scarce in later generations, there are many examples of people who will get very tired of sleeping with a woman for a few months and then find a new love, not to mention that men in this era regard three wives and four concubines as a legitimate thing. Whether a man spends his heart or not does not depend on his thoughts, most of it depends on whether he has the capital to be favored by women.

And Hou Fangyu will never lack women.

Even soon, he would forget Du Siniang and throw him in the back house to fend for himself, and at that time, Du Siniang was even pregnant.

She and her children will be ridiculed, suppressed and excluded, and even blatantly bullied because of their humble background. And she, with care, fetters, no identity, no ability, now the appearance of a strong woman will completely disappear and become a fish and meat to be slaughtered.

Maybe one day Hou Fangyu will go home, and he will hear the news from his husband that this little concubine fell into a well and died. And he even needed to think for a while before he remembered who this man was.

It's not that Dong Ce thinks too much, but he understands it, and Hou Fangyu is like this. And the struggle between post-otaku women in this era is even more ruthless and vicious than this. It's really a bone split, and it never stops!

Du Shi Niang's identity is destined to be the beginning of tragedy when she marries into a high gate.

The wisest thing for this shrewd innkeeper to do is to find an honest man to marry, and at the same time make sure that the inn is her private property.

Dong Ce kills people without blinking, but he comes from the later generations, and he has seen a lot of such things, and he always feels that if he helps Hou Fangyu, it will be a crime. To put it bluntly - it still doesn't end well if you don't see a beautiful woman.

Finally coaxed and said that Hou Fangyu was given the right to leave, Dong Ce turned his head, and the smile on his face did not disappear, but became very faint.

He saw a man, an acquaintance who was not an acquaintance.

He was tall and fat, with a black face and a beard like steel needles, and he looked very powerful. It's just that at this moment, this mighty man was kneeling next to the door on his knees, and when he saw Dong Ce coming over, he quickly raised his head and looked at Dong Ce with a flattering face, his eyes were full of pleading.

Song Heilang.

Dong Ce looked at him and felt like Song Jiang who was two years older.

Because he had been kneeling for too long, it was cold and tight outside, and his black face had become bloodless, but it was too dark, but he couldn't see that it was white. The hair, eyelashes, and beard were even frozen with a layer of frost, and the lips were chapped and blue, and they looked very pitiful.

But Dong Ce didn't have much pity for him.

"Kneel here." Dong Ce said lightly: "In the evening, this official will naturally come to see you." ”

A trace of disappointment flashed in Song Heilang's eyes, but he kowtowed heavily and said loudly: "Thank you for lifting up, the little one must be honestly kneeling here." ”

He knelt for too long, and his body was stiff, so he moved very slowly, and his voice was hoarse and low.

Dong Ce was slightly surprised, looked at him deeply, nodded and went in.

I saw Du Siniang standing behind the counter looking at herself, a pair of eyes that were originally very soft and round, this woman is too soft, too charming, and too beautiful, and it is the most mature age of a woman full of temptation, like a ripe peach. Therefore, although he looks angry now, his demeanor is still full of charm.

Fang just said those words to Hou Fangyu, Dong Ce looked at her and felt a little weak, laughed dryly, coughed again, pretended to be calm, and walked into the backyard with the official.

Du Siniang stared at his back and suddenly smiled.

In the afternoon, Wang Tong came back tired.

Dong Ce needed furniture, he stared at everything there and made a prototype, and after several modifications, he came back after making sure that there was no problem. The rest is that those craftsmen need to make it according to the sample, but no one needs to stare at it anymore.

However, when the year came to an end, many people in the workshop had gone home, and the union had become much slower, so it would not be possible to deliver the goods until after the fifteenth year of the year, but Dong Ce had no requirements for this. Anyway, it will take a while for his store to open.

After dinner, Dong Ce walked out of the Yuelai Inn.

It is the time when the inn is full of people, the lights are bright, people come and go, shouting five and drinking, the lobby is set up with a table of food and wine, Xiao Er carries a plate and a white towel on his shoulder to walk through it, and from time to time you can hear a series of movements of announcing the name of the dish.

Outside, Song Heilang was still kneeling there upright, like a sculpture. He seemed to be frozen, but Dong Ce's eyes were good, and he could see clearly, Song Heilang's body had been trembling, extremely slightly.

Dong Ce sighed softly, that is, his body, if he changed to an ordinary person, he was afraid that he would freeze to death.

The bustle and noise inside, the smell of wine and food, seems to be far away from here.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, Song Heilang turned his neck with difficulty, turned his head, and saw that it was Dong Ce, and his already dead eyes suddenly became hot. His body moved, as if he wanted to change his posture, but he had been frozen outside for too long, and his body was already wooden, and this time he fell straight to the ground. Dong Ce walked up to him and looked down at him: "Song Heilang, you are a person with a heart. "You should have thought of it, as Ji Changyun, well, the person you beat yesterday. This account has been written down, if his brother knows, where can he spare you? Besides, even if his brother doesn't care, I can't sit idly by. I am a martial artist, and his brother is a literati who manages the army, to be honest, I want to kill you, which is a matter of one sentence. If you want to come to this Yanghe city with one less scoundrel, no one will care! ”

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