Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Son-in-law
After walking for a short time, Keigo was not happy, he put the things he was carrying on the ground and stood still. Angrily, he said: "Why, why does he want me to take what he bought, and there are so many, whoever buys it will take it himself!" ”
Bei Ran turned around and scolded him: "What's wrong with taking things, you don't take it as a big man, do you still want me to take it?" ”
Ji Changkong looked at him, then looked at Bei Ran, and said, "If you don't want to take it, then you don't have to go back to the cottage, where did you come from." ”
When Jing Wu heard this, he even threatened him with this, and he was even more angry, and crossed his waist and said: "You have a lot of strength, you can take it no matter how much you buy, but you look at my little arms and legs, you can't bear to let me walk behind you like a camel, carrying a lot of things, why don't you find a carriage." ”
Bei Ran looked him up and down, his figure was obviously similar to Ji Changkong, and even said that Ji Changkong was one or two points taller than him, and he looked a little thinner than him, and he was actually embarrassed to say that he had small arms and legs. As soon as he held back a few words and wanted to talk about him, he heard Jingwu groan "oops".
A red spherical object then fell to the ground in response.
Beiran laughed, it seemed that God couldn't stand it anymore, and took the lead in teaching Jingwu a lesson for them.
Keigo rubbed his head and picked up the murder weapon that hit him on the ground and held it in his hand. complained in my heart: Who is so immoral, smashing people everywhere with a ball on the street, such a big ball, he is a fairy, if he is an ordinary person, I am afraid that one head will have to smash two big heads.
The ball fell from above, and it should have been dropped by someone in the building next to it. He had just dragged Ji Changkong's big bag of things for a long time, and he was already holding back the fire in his heart, but now he was inexplicably smashed again, and the fire in his stomach was even stronger.
looked up and was about to scold, but unexpectedly met a pair of beautiful eyes with crooked eyebrows and eyes and tenderness like water - it was a woman. Jingwu said to his lips, and finally held back and didn't scold.
For as long as he can remember, he believed that men should be gentlemen, broad-minded, and not quarrel with women. So he sighed, lowered his head, and tossed the ball aside, and that was it. If you smash it, you will smash it, and it won't kill you anyway, at most it hurts a little. He told himself to bear with me, and when he reached the gate of the city, he would have the horse they had ridden when they came down the mountain.
He bent down to pick up something, and as soon as he took one in his hand, he heard the voice of a middle-aged man in the crowd on the side of the road: "It's him!" Catch him, don't let him run! As soon as his voice fell, more than a dozen men rushed out of the roadside and rushed towards Jingwu with their teeth and claws.
Jingwu was stunned in place, and said in his heart: What's the matter? I don't know how much she is, why do you say you want to arrest me?
Jingwu was stunned and didn't come back to his senses before he was held down by two big men and couldn't move.
The middle-aged man who spoke before spoke again: "Bring the sedan chair over and pick up my uncle on the sedan chair!" Then I saw a few people coming over with an inky sedan chair at the end of the long street, and stopped when they came to them.
Being hugged by a group of people, Jingwu was a little overwhelmed, he didn't know what was going on, and he heard others talk about his uncle, what uncle?
The fact is that the tall and mighty, brightly colored building next to it is called Qiwulou, and today Miss Zhangjia has chartered the whole audience to hold a hydrangea throwing here. The rule is that no matter who the hydrangea hits in the end, that person is the future uncle of Zhang Fu, whether rich or poor, beautiful or ugly.
Obviously, Keigo is the lucky one in this recruitment conference. The people who reacted immediately applauded and cheered, and followed the coaxing.
There are just simple to watch the excitement: "Okay, yes, yes, hit." ”
Someone who took a fancy to Jingwu's appearance: "Oh, he's a good little boy." ”
Some lamented that the person who grabbed the ball was not his own: "He is really lucky, he will become the uncle of the Zhang family." ”
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It is said that Miss Zhang's family was born beautiful, beautiful as a flower, and knowledgeable, she is a rare and proud woman of heaven who combines beauty and talent. And that Zhangfu is a rich and noble family in this city, Master Zhang's family is rich, if anyone can marry his daughter, it is really a blessing from ten lifetimes. If nothing else, even if you live for a few more lifetimes, you won't have to worry about food and clothing.
However, after Jing Wu saw the situation clearly, he didn't have any thoughts about it, he looked up at Miss Zhang, who was looking at him from the Qiwu Tower, and then turned back to the middle-aged man and said helplessly: "I said that you are not mistaken, I am just a passerby, and I didn't want to come to your recruitment meeting." It's my fault to mess in, don't I pay you a compensation, let me go? ”
Just now, the three of them came over from that end, and in a trance, they saw a lot of people watching here, thinking that there was some street performer performing, and everyone was crowding to watch the excitement. If they had known that this was throwing hydrangeas to recruit relatives, they would definitely not take this path.
The middle-aged man is the housekeeper of Zhang's mansion, and this time the young lady recruits relatives, he is responsible for bringing the new aunt back to the mansion. He walked over and pulled Jingwu's sleeve, squeezed his eyebrows and said, "Can't be wrong, can't be wrong, you are the person our young lady has a crush on, and if you hit you, that's you." ”
Jingwu said: "In broad daylight, you can't rob people on the street, you have to pay attention to everything you love and I want." ”
The housekeeper said: "What do you want, as long as you become relatives, turn around and give birth to a few big fat boys, and the family is harmonious, why do you still think about these things." Besides, since our young lady threw the ball to you and didn't lose it to others, she has taken a fancy to you, so naturally she is willing! As for you, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. ”
Jing Wu said in his heart: Lost? That's what kind of loss, it's clearly like beating people to death, why don't I go and stand on that floor, and then throw you to try?
Jing Wu was quite speechless, and said: "I am a cultivator below, and I don't ask about Hongchen." Whether it's out of Taoism or your own desires, I'm afraid I won't be able to marry your young lady. ”
The housekeeper said: "There are still monks in the temple who are still vulgar, and you are not a monk, what are you afraid of!" ”
It can't be said like this, it can't be said like that, Jingwu is so angry that there is green smoke on his head.
Suddenly, he had an idea, covered his mouth and coughed lightly, and said ashamedly: "It's not all because of the cultivation of the Dao, but because my ambition is not here, I am really not a good person." To tell you the truth, I have an unspeakable secret, that is, I like men, and I already have someone in mind. ”
Then he pretended to be shy, raised his head, pointed at Ji Changkong and said, "It's him." ”
As soon as these words came out, it really worked, and the housekeeper turned his head and glanced at Ji Changkong in the direction of his finger, and when he turned around, he didn't know what to say.
Everyone present also hid their faces and laughed, and came together in twos and threes, sighing and sighing: "Ah, he actually likes men", "This son is also good-looking!" "It's a pity, it's a pity", Yunyun.
Just when they were arguing, Ji Changkong and Bei Ran had been standing in the crowd watching the excitement, and at this time they were pulled into the melee by Jingwu. After Keigo identified him as his sweetheart, the crowd distanced themselves from them, retreating a little farther away, forming an encirclement around them.
Bei Ran was obviously shocked by Keigo's words, and his eyes wandered back and forth between Keigo and Ji Changkong.
Ji Changkong's face did not change, and he responded: "Yes, he likes men, and I also admire him." The gentleman is so beautiful as an adult, and I hope the housekeeper will not do this thing to beat the mandarin duck. ”
When Jing Wu heard this, he smiled with satisfaction, winked vigorously at Ji Changkong, and praised: "Good brother! ”
When Beiran heard Ji Changkong's answer, he finally collapsed, and his legs were weak and he almost fell to the ground. Ji Changkong grabbed her with one hand, leaned her against him, and said with concern: "Are you okay?" ”
Bei Dye replied, "I, I, I...... I'm fine, I'm fine. ”
To tell the truth, the housekeeper was disgusted, rolled his eyes several times, and finally cheered up and said: "It's okay, since you like men, you can also like women, as long as you marry our young lady, it doesn't matter what you like!" ”
After saying that, he immediately beckoned to the family behind him, and said, "Hurry up, take him away, save time." ”
Rather than delaying time, the housekeeper may be more afraid that Keigo will say something shocking again, his heart can't stand it, and he is afraid that he will die on the spot.
Several big men dragged Jingwu to take him to the sedan chair, but he naturally refused, howling "help", "robbing people", "is there a king's law", while being dragged away by a group of people.
Bei Ran leaned on Ji Changkong, finally relieved himself a little, looked at the weak, pitiful and helpless Jingwu in front of him, and asked Ji Changkong: "Sir, should we save him?" ”
Ji Changkong looked at the crowd of people crowding in front of him, his face was grim, he thought for a while, and said, "No need. ”
Not long after, Keigo was dragged onto the eight-lift sedan chair amid his own cries.