Chapter 472: Lonely as Snow
What he didn't know was that Feng Qingbai was not satisfied with the current progress.
A subordinate has seriously delayed the time. It seems that he has not been in the camp for nearly ten years, and his abilities in all aspects will really regress.
In a corner in the southwest, two figures had just climbed out of the mountain.
The young man in front almost wailed and shouted to the old man behind, "Can you hurry up, old man? It has been delayed for a long time, and I will be skinned when I go back, so you don't even want to drink my wine!"
The master only gave him two months, and now three months have passed, and he has just climbed out of the mountain. Doesn't this mean that he is seriously lacking in ability?
Even if he returns to Beijing, can the master still want him?
He will be kicked out of the hidden camp! Fuck him, why was he appointed to such a task?
Can you let him live?
The old man at the back walked with sloppy footsteps and said casually, "What's the hurry, I tell you boy, don't lie to me, old man, if you can't find the wine that the old man likes to drink when you arrive in the capital, I don't need your master to do it, I will skin you first. "
Wei Lan squinted at the old man's short and shriveled figure, curled his lips in disdain, and skinned him, just him?
Don't flash your teeth when you talk big, you old man!
"Come on, let's have a sip of wine first, the old man can't walk without wine." The old man didn't care about Wei Lan's contempt, his eyes were fixed on the wine bottles hanging on his body, his small eyes sparkled.
laugh! Wei Lan picked up one and opened the wine cork, poured a few drops of wine into a two-fingered wine glass, and handed it over.
"That's all?" the old man shouted.
"Is this not enough? Good wine should be tasted slowly. If you want to drink it to your heart's content, come back to Beijing with me. When you arrive in the capital, you can drink as much as you want."
He carried a total of five jars of wine with him, which were stolen from his niece's room. The jars were the smallest. If he didn't hang on to the old wine bug, he could coax the old man behind his buttocks when the wine on him was finished. Follow along?
"It's just a few drops. If you stick a little more on the wine glass, it's only a drop in my mouth. You are cruel enough." Holding the wine glass upside down to his mouth, the old man snorted, "What are you doing?" Do you know that the old man likes to drink? I have never seen you before, and few people outside know the name of the old man."
"I didn't know you liked to drink." Wei Lan carried the wine jar on his back, turned around and pushed the old man forward from behind, "Aren't you called Jiu Lao? Can a person with this name not love wine?"
You can guess at a guess that it must be an old wine bug.
Otherwise, he can go to the daughter's room to steal wine?
Isn't it tiring to carry five wine jars on the road from a long distance? He is not stupid.
In order to successfully complete the task, he ordered a lot of things in the Liu family compound, and when he returned, Wei Dahong would definitely not spare him.
At that time, a beating is inevitable.
Is he easy?
I don't know how that guy is doing in Xinghua Village.
I haven't seen you for more than three months. I'm as lonely as snow.
In the Liu family courtyard, Wei Hong danced a branch vigorously, and the air was filled with the crackling sound of air currents.
The movement is smooth, and the body is light and agile.
"Aunt Hong, great job!" Liu Zhiqiu was fascinated by the sight, and cheered.
"Ah chirp!" The sword dance was only one step away from ending, and was ruined by a sneeze.
Wei Hong rubbed her nose, glanced at the room where Wei Lan lived before, and snorted.
Wei Dalan scolded her behind her back.
Throwing the branch to Liu Zhiqiu, "Practice yourself, you are not good at internal kung fu, but you can improve hard kung fu."
When she was free, she would teach a few tricks, and Liu Zhiqiu also learned them quickly.
It's a pity that no one taught him when he was young, and it was too late to start learning inner martial arts, otherwise he would have become a master of the generation.
Standing by the side and watching for a while, he found that Liu Zhiqiu could dance the moves she just used without missing a single move, only lacking a little fluency, and his eyes showed satisfaction.
It's a pity that Zhiqiu only plays these as games, and learns a few tricks when he is interested, and doesn't practice when he is not interested.
What a waste of a good talent.
"Zhiqiu, stop playing, and go to the town to cut some meat later. It's not easy to store vegetables in the hot weather, and there is not enough food at home." Du Juan yelled in the vegetable field outside the courtyard wall.
"knew."
"When passing by the entrance of the village, by the way, ask whoever there needs to bring something, and help them pick it up along the way."
"Okay!"
In May in Xinghua Village, the weather has started to turn hot. There is a carriage at home, and Du Juan asks his own bastard to buy fresh meat and vegetables from time to time.
Very convenient.
Although there are only four people left in the family, and the villagers help with a lot of work in the field, they are not tired, just like usual.
Driving the carriage, yelling around under the old locust tree at the head of the village, made a list in my heart, and drove directly to the town.
It was only after noon when we arrived in town.
The old lady asked me to buy meat, and then I bought two fish for the uncles and aunts in the village, some sugar, some needlework, some cloth, medicine for the village head's house, rice paper, and a brush.
Bits and pieces, when he runs through the whole street in the town, he will be able to buy all the things.
Needlework, paper and pens are bought first, and Liu Zhiqiu went to the vegetable market last.
Both meat and fish have a smell, and it doesn't smell good after being left in the car for a long time.
When I arrived at the familiar pork shop, there were two people dressed as maids in front of me, so Liu Zhiqiu stayed aside to avoid crowding, and when he turned around, people said he was a gangster.
"Aren't you the maids in Li's mansion in front, why do you still come out to buy vegetables?" The boss asked with a smile while chopping ribs for the two maids.
In wealthy families, rice and vegetables are delivered to the door by fixed merchants, or there are special purchasing boys who buy back the daily supply at a time, so they rarely go out to buy vegetables temporarily.
A servant girl replied, "There are distinguished guests in the house, and the food is not enough and we need to buy more, so the master ordered us to come out and buy some."
"Hey, a distinguished guest is here, in our Cangwu town, who else can be more expensive than your Li family."
The other servant girl covered her lips and smiled, her tone was inexplicable, "This distinguished guest is not from our Cangwu Town, but from Yunzhou City. Our Fifth Young Miss is very lucky to have a good sister to help find the marriage, so I won't come here in person. It looks good."
"If you like it, Miss Fifth will go all the way, and she will be rich and honored in the future."
Whether the maid's voice was loud or small, the vendors around could clearly understand the invitation.
When people leave, immediately discuss with each other.
"Since ancient times, women's marriages have been ordered by their parents and the matchmaker's words. Why does the Fifth Miss of the Li Mansion ask her sisters to help her find a marriage? If it is spread, people will laugh at it."
"Isn't it? How much do you hate to marry? Even if you really like it in the end, I'm afraid the result will not be much better. Since ancient times, men seek women, and women seek men. From the beginning, they are inferior. Marry in the past." Can the man's family see it?"
"It doesn't matter if you look down on it or not. As long as it is beneficial to the Li family, the mistress will nod her head, and Miss Li Wu will have to marry. There are many sad things in the big family."