Mi Jiu pursed his lips and sat in the carriage, moving forward silently with a calm face. As he approached the place, he hummed a little song and a smile gradually appeared on his face. He blinked twice, and the smile shimmered like a stream, and it was intoxicating.

In Zhao's mansion, singing and dancing, drunken fans, a group of sanctimonious people gathered around to play with Mi Jiu. They laughed, and so did Mijiu. They see Mi Jiu as a slut for people to have fun, and Mi Jiu sees them as ugly and rotten livers. The night is still very long, and Mi Jiu hopes that he can have the last laugh, then take the silver and return to the Yanjia opera troupe.

In the wooden shed of the Yan family opera troupe, Hu Yan took off the animal skin, rubbed off the dirt, put on a tattered dress, wrapped in a robe, knelt on the straw, and combed his long dry hair with his fingers.

Her skin was almost transparent, slender and slightly thin, but there was no difference where there should be flesh. The pair of beautiful legs hidden under the robe, looming, actually added a little beauty to the wooden shed where the pets were raised.

Hu Yan's eyes were half-squinted, thinking about a question - who was she and why was she here?

Hu Yan pondered and gradually had a perception of himself. She thought that she might be practicing fortune telling. Otherwise, he wouldn't have subconsciously helped him see his fate at the first glance of Qi Jiu. At that time, her mind was not clear, and she only saw that Hu Yan was a boy and a girl, and her life was despicable.

Today, she looked at him twice. It's just that the sky is jealous. Such a fate, if it is a woman, she will be tossed and turned in the hook fence, suffer all the misery of the world, and finally stay away from the red dust, lose her hair as a nun, and the green light is often accompanied, which is also a good ending. This is bitter first and then sweet.

If it is a man, he was born rich and noble, but he was destined to be too old, and he had to stoop to others, and his life was miserable and hard, and he could not die well in the end. This is the fate of sweet first and then bitter. As for where the unhappiness will end, based on her current situation, it is impossible to calculate.

Hu Yantong opened his long hair, threw it behind him, reached out and touched the chain, and raised his nails, but he didn't use his nails to cut the chain. Her nails were sharp, but they weren't sharp. The thought of her mutilated nails makes her feel distressed.

Forget it, just wait a little longer.

Hu Yan squinted his eyes and looked outside, estimated the hour, and said secretly: I should be back soon.

After a while, the one-eyed owl, the stupid earth dog, and the lame fox returned.

The three animals were kept out of the wooden door for not long. But the lame fox climbed on the head of the dumb dog, grabbed the wooden bolt with his front paws and dragged it vigorously, and after a few times the deadbolt fell to the ground, and the three animals swaggered into the wooden shed with the food they had received today. The stupid dog slammed his head against it and closed the wooden door together.

The three animals looked at Hu Yan vigilantly, and after confirming that she was a resident of the place, they stopped talking to her, hid away from her, and enjoyed their food.

Hu Yan picked up a piece of animal skin and made a simple pair of shoes for himself. The shoes weren't pretty, but they were many times better than what she would have done when she was delirious. At least, Hu Yan himself was satisfied.

Yan Delin was bored and committed gambling addiction again, and went into the gambling house, blocking the sky and the sun and the moon, and after losing only a pair of pants and owed fifty taels of gambling debts, he was kicked by the courtyard and rushed to a wing room in the backyard to meet Bai Ziqi, the owner of this gambling house.

Yan Delin still wanted to turn over the book, carrying the big pants without a belt, licking his face, squeezing and laughing, and begging bitterly: "Master Bai, you raise your noble hand and borrow some silver to turn over." ”

Bai Ye was dressed in dark brocade, leaning on the couch, his slender fingers tapping on the tabletop, and listening to the song with his eyes closed. Suddenly, he heard Yan Delin's voice, grabbed the tea cup in his hand, and smashed the melon seeds on Yan Delin's head!

Yan Delin was about to make a "ouch" sound, but the nursing home standing beside him hurriedly unloaded his chin, and then pressed him to the ground, not allowing him to move. The thug didn't expect Yan Delin to be so blind, and he dared to disturb Bai Ye to listen to the song! If Bai Ye blames him, he will have to shed his skin if he doesn't die!

The little woman who sang the song was so frightened that she stole to look at Bai Ye, who was sinking like water, and saw that Bai Ye closed his eyes again, and he didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly threw off his sleeves and began to babble and sing again.

After the little woman finished singing, Bai Ziqi gently moved her index finger, and the little woman secretly sighed and bowed out of the room.

The Guardian let go of Yan Delin and put his chin back in place.

Yan Delin wiped the blood on his forehead and wanted to open his mouth to scold, but he was forced by Bai Ziqi's obscenity, and swallowed that anger into his stomach. He sniffed, glared at the nursing home hatefully, and when he turned his head to look at Bai Ziqi, he was already smiling with a smile on his face. He bent his waist, lifted his pants, and said flatteringly: "Master Bai is so interested." It's all because I'm stupid, I came at the wrong time, and I almost disturbed Bai Ye's Yaxing. What's that, Bai Ye, I'm a sincere and coarse person, and I won't be so vain, you can lend me another ten taels, no, no, thirty taels, and then lend me another thirty taels, I Yan Delin turned over the book, and your benefits are indispensable. He stretched out his hand to measure the silver, causing his pants to slip off, leaking out most of his white and tender cheeks, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand and grabbed his pants, grinning awkwardly.

Bai Ziqi lowered his eyes slightly, and did not look at Yan Delin, but asked directly: "What benefits can you give to Ye?" ”

Bai Ziqi's voice was neither lukewarm nor hot, as if he was chatting about homely things, but it made Yan Delin feel a little cold, and secretly said that it looked warm this day, and it was still quite cold without clothes.

Yan Delin is not stupid, seeing that Bai Ziqi must have a plan when he said this, he hurriedly pulled back the words that he spit out: "Master Bai, you want money, money, beauty, beauty, I can honor you, that is, this heart." ”

Bai Ziqi raised his eyes to look at Yan Delin, his face was neither lukewarm nor angry, and he couldn't see any emotion at all. He said: "Boss Yan's skin is thick enough. I'm missing a pair of soles, so I'll leave this matter to Boss Yan. After that, continue to close your eyes and recuperate.

When the nurse got the order, he raised his big fist and smashed it in Yan Delin's face!

Yan Delin was so frightened that he coaxed before he could fight, and knelt on the ground with a pop. The nursing's punch was a bye, and he almost flashed his old waist.

Yan Delin begged for mercy: "Bai Ye, Bai Ye, spare your life!" I will not borrow this money, nor will I borrow it......"

Bai Ziqi frowned slightly.

The nurse understood and shouted, "You turtle grandson still have the courage to borrow money?!" The debt you owe outside Garriga during this time is two hundred and twenty taels! Say, when are you going to pay it back?! ”

Yan Delin lowered his shoulders and muttered, "If you have the silver, you will naturally pay it back." ”

The nurse kicked out and kicked Yan Delin's waist.

Yan Delin whined in pain and threw himself on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

The nurse raised his fist and smashed it in Yan Delin's face.

Bai Ziqi said: "Wait." His eyes opened.

The nurse stopped, Yan Delin breathed a sigh of relief, and said secretly: This Bai Ziqi is not as terrible as the rumors outside. When he saw Lao Tzu, he wasn't soft?!

Bai Ziqi stood up, paced in front of Yan Delin, and taught the nursing home: "If you want to take care of Boss Yan's face, how can you slap your face?" ”

Yan Delin nodded and agreed: "That's, that's ......"

Bai Ziqi lowered his eyes, looked at his outstretched hands, and said coldly while admiring it: "I said, just skin." ”