He Boge and Wei Taiqiang have become popular with many e-sports streamers, although e-sports games like Honor of Kings have countless fans.

However, just like football fans, and basketball fans, many people are real fans, they really like these professions, they like the game, and at the same time, there are many people who just want to watch the excitement, just want to make quick money, these people who want to make quick money, they join it, these people want to make a profit.

However, these people don't have any strength, it's these people who don't have the strength, they are still engaged in sabotage, these people think they can create chaos, but what many people are most afraid of is chaos.

As a result, He Boge and Wei Taiqiang need to spend a lot of money to hire people to guide them, and these people who guide them are still those e-sports anchors, who explain the basic knowledge of e-sports to them.

Relying on the basic knowledge of esports, these people can finally compete with their enemies.

Feeling indignant at such rudeness, he would have had a seizure, but when he thought of the Huang family's compound and the thought of going there to pick up a woman, his whole body was sweating, as if he was working in the field.

"Bring me tea." He said weakly to the cousin. Before he could turn around, tea came, and the chapel said sharply, "Where are the copper coins?" ”

Wei Taiqiang was surprised, but there was nothing he could do, so he had to take out another copper coin from his waist.

"It's tantamount to robbery." He grunted, very unhappy. At this time, he saw that he had invited his neighbor to come into the shop, so he hurriedly put the copper coin on the table, drank the tea in one go, and hurried out through the side door, and came out into the street again.

"Had to go." He muttered to himself in despair and slowly walked towards the gate of the Huang family.

This time, because it was already past noon, the gate was opened. The janitor sat lazily on the threshold, he had just eaten and was picking his teeth with a bamboo stick. He was a tall man, with a large black mole on the left side of his face, and three long black hairs on it, which had never been cut. When Wei Taiqiang approached, he guessed from the basket that Wei Taiqiang was here to sell something, so he shouted in a rough voice: "Hey, what are you doing?" ”

Wei Taiqiang replied with great difficulty: "I am Wei Taiqiang, and I farm." ”

"Oh, Wei Taiqiang, who farms, what's the matter?" The janitor asked again. He was unkind to no one except his host and the rich friend of his hostess.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," Wei Taiqiang stammered.

"I can tell," said the janitor, pretending to be patient, twisting the long hair from his black mole.

"There's a woman," Mr. Wei said, his voice involuntarily low as a whisper. In the sun, sweat broke out on his face.

The janitor laughed.

"So you're the man," he cried out, "and told me to wait here for a bridegroom today." But you have a basket on your arm, and I don't see that you are the bridegroom. ”

"It's a bit of meat bought." Wei Taiqiang said apologetically, waiting for the janitor to bring him in. But the janitor remained motionless. In the end, Wei Taiqiang asked uneasily: "Did I go in by myself?" ”

The janitor pretended to be surprised: "The master will kill you!" ”

Then, seeing that Wei Taiqiang was too naïve, he said, "A little silver is a good key." ”

Wei Taiqiang finally understood that this person was trying to ask him for money.

"I'm a poor man." He begged.

"Let me see what's in your waist." Said the janitor.

The naïve Wei Taiqiang really put the basket on the stone steps, lifted his coat, took out his wallet from his waist, and shook the money left over from the purchase in his left hand. Then the janitor smiled. Wei Taiqiang had a silver dollar and fourteen copper plates left.

"I'll just want this silver dollar." The janitor said coldly. Before Wei Taiqiang could speak, the man had already put the money in his sleeve, walked into the door quickly, and shouted as he walked: "Groom and groom!" ”

Although Wei Taiqiang was angry at what had just happened and surprised at loudly announcing his arrival, he had no choice but to let it go. He carried the basket and followed him without squinting.

Although it was the first time he had been to the home of a large family, he could not remember anything afterwards. With a fever on his face, he lowered his head, and walked through one courtyard after another, only to hear voices shouting in front of him, and laughter in all directions. He seemed to have walked through nearly a hundred courtyards, and suddenly, the janitor stopped shouting, and silently pushed him into a small hall. He stood there alone, and the janitor went inside, and after a while he turned back and said; "The old lady told you to meet her."

Wei Taiqiang was about to walk forward, but the janitor stopped him again, and shouted in disgust: "You can't carry a basket of pork and tofu on your arm to meet a noble lady!" How do you bow down? ”

"Yes, yes," Wei Taiqiang said excitedly. But he did not dare to put the basket down, lest something in the basket might be stolen. He would not have thought that not everyone in the world wanted these things: two catties of pork, six taels of beef and a small pond fish. The janitor, seeing his concern, exclaimed with great contempt: "In such a house, we feed this meat to the dogs!" He grabbed the basket and put it behind the door, pushing Wei Taiqiang forward.

They walked through a long, narrow corridor with beautifully carved pillars, and then they entered a hall that Wei Taiqiang had never seen before. The hall was so wide and tall that twenty of his own houses could not be seen in it. He looked up in amazement at the thick carved beams on it, and almost tripped on the high steps of the doorway, but fortunately the janitor grabbed him by the arm and cried out, "Do you want to kowtow so politely in front of the old lady?" ”

Wei Taiqiang was very ashamed, he fixed his mind, looked ahead, and in a high seat in the center of the room, he saw an old lady, small in a glittering pearl-gray satin dress, and a burning smoking gun on a low stool next to her. She looked at him with small, sharp black eyes. On her thin, wrinkled face, her eyes were sunken and sharp, like monkey's eyes. The skin of the hand that held the head of the cigarette was wrapped around her slender bones, sleek and yellow, like the gilding of a man's body. Wei Taiqiang knelt down and hit his head on the tiled floor.

"Let him get up," said the old lady majestically to the janitor, "and there is no need for such a great salute. Did he come to pick up the woman? ”

"Yes, Mrs. Tai." The janitor replied.

"Why didn't he say it himself?" The old lady asked.

"He's a fool, Mrs. Tai." The janitor said, twisting the long hair on his black mole.

This angered Wei Taiqiang, and he looked at the janitor angrily.

"I am but a rough man, noble lady," he said, "and I do not know what to say in such a scene. ”

The old lady looked at him carefully and very majestically, and seemed to be about to speak, but with one hand she caught a cigarette gun that the maid had set for her, and she seemed to forget him at once. She leaned down and greedily smoked on her bong. Her keen eyes were gone, and a blank mist clouded her eyes. Wei Taiqiang was still standing in front of her until her eyes glanced over and saw him.

"What is this man doing here?" She asked suddenly in anger, as if she had forgotten everything. The janitor had no expression on his face and said nothing.

"I'm waiting for that woman, old lady." Wei Taiqiang said in surprise.

"Woman? What woman," the old lady began to speak again, but the maid beside her bent down and whispered a reminder to her. She remembered: "Ah, yes, I forgot a little thing just now, you came to get a girl named Alain. I remember we promised her to marry some farmer. Are you the farmer? ”

"I am him." Wei Taiqiang replied.

"Call Alain." The old lady instructed her maid. She suddenly seemed to be hurrying to get rid of it, so that she could be left alone in the silence of the big room and smoke her big cigarette.

After a while, the maid returned, and she brought with her a tall, sturdy woman, who was dressed in clean blue cloth. Wei Taiqiang glanced at it and turned his eyes away, his heart pounding. This is his woman.

"Come here, girl," said the old lady carelessly, "this man has come to get you." ”

The woman walked up to the old lady and stood there with her head bowed and her hands folded.

"Are you ready?" The old lady asked.

The woman replied slowly, like an echo, "Ready." ”

Wei Taiqiang heard her voice for the first time, and he took advantage of her standing in front of him and looked at her back. Her voice is very good, not sharp, not delicate, unpretentious, and seems to have a good temper. Her hair is neat and smooth, and her clothes are clean. But for a moment he was disappointed to see that her feet were not entangled. But he didn't think much of it, for the old lady was already speaking to the janitor: "Carry her suitcase to the gate, and let them go." Then she called Wei Taiqiang and said, "You have to stand beside her when I speak." When Wei Taiqiang walked up, she said, "This woman was a ten-year-old when she came to our house, and she has been living here all this time, and now she is twenty years old." I bought her in a famine year, when her parents had no food to eat and fled to the south. They were originally from the northern part of Shandong, and they went back there, and I don't know anything else about them. You can see that she has the strong body and square face of the people of that place. She will work well for you in the fields, fetch water and all kinds of other tasks will also make you happy. She's not pretty, but you don't need a pretty woman. Only men who have nothing to do need beautiful women to have fun with. She's not very smart, either. But whatever you tell her to do, she does it well, and she has a good temper. As far as I know, she's still a yellow girl. She's not pretty enough, even if she's not a kitchen girl, she won't tempt my children and grandchildren. If anything, it's just a man. But there are so many beautiful girls in the courtyard that I don't think anyone will take a fancy to her. Take her away and treat her well. Although she is a little dull, she is a good girl, and if I hadn't made a wish in the temple to accumulate some merit in my old age and add more life to the world, I would have kept her, because she did a good job in the kitchen. However, if anyone wants my girls, I will marry them, and the lords don't want them. ”

Then she said to the woman, "Listen to him, and bear him sons, and give him more." Bring my firstborn son to me. ”

"Yes, Madame." The woman said deferentially.

They stood hesitantly, and Wei Taiqiang felt very embarrassed, not knowing whether to speak, or what to say.

"Alright, let's go, let's go!" The old lady said unhappily. Wei Taiqiang hurriedly bowed, turned around and walked out. The woman followed him, and behind her was the janitor, carrying her suitcase on her shoulder. He put the box in the hall where Wei Taiqiang turned back to find the basket, and refused to carry it any further, in fact, he left without even saying a word.

Then Wei Taiqiang turned to the woman and looked at her face to face for the first time. Her face was square and honest, her nose was short and wide, with two large nostrils, and her mouth was a little large, like a deep, long wound on her face. Her eyes were small, dim, and filled with a certain sadness that was not clearly expressed. It was a face accustomed to silence, as if it wanted to say something but couldn't. She patiently asked Wei Taiqiang to look at herself, neither embarrassed nor reacting, until Wei Taiqiang had seen her enough. He saw that her face was indeed not beautiful at all, a dark, ordinary, sickly face. But there are no pockmarks on her dark skin, and her lips are not open. On her ears, he saw the pair of earrings, the gold-plated earrings he had bought her, and the ring he had given her on her hand. He turned away, secretly excited. Yes, he has a woman of his own!

"This box, and this basket." He said in a gruff voice.

She bent down, without saying a word, lifted one end of the box and placed it on her shoulder, where she struggled to her feet. He looked at her and suddenly said, "I'll get the box." You hold the basket. ”

So he put the box on his back, not caring that he was wearing his best robe. Still not speaking, she lifted the basket. He thought about the hundreds of yards he had walked through, and the strange way he had carried a suitcase.

"If only there was a side door," he whispered. She thought for a moment and nodded, as if she didn't immediately understand what he was saying. Then she led the way through a small courtyard that was not used, which was overgrown with weeds and the pool was dry; There was also a crooked pine tree in the yard, and under it there was an old round door, and she pulled the latch, and they walked through it into the street.

Once or twice he looked back at her. She followed him, her untangled feet steady, as if she had been following him all her life. There was no expression on her broad face. At the city gate, he paused with some hesitation, groped for the rest of his brass plate with one hand at his waist, and held the box on his shoulder steady with the other. He took out two copper plates and bought six small green peaches.