"ah!!!!!!!!"

In the early morning, a woman's piercing scream sounded over Jinshui Hutong, and it lasted for ten breaths before ending.

With two big dark circles under his eyes, Lan Er took his hand off his wife's mouth and said, "Stop screaming."

"Master, him! Him!" The wife pointed at the man standing upright in front of the bed and said incoherently. She said "him" for a long time and suddenly said, "Idiot?"

"Ah, that's right." He hadn't slept all night, and his mind was running wildly, so he was physically and mentally exhausted at the moment. He wanted to explain it, but he didn't know how to explain it for a while, and he didn't have the energy either.

After thinking about it, he simply said: "He will be with us from now on. Just treat him as my constant bodyguard."

As Lan Er spoke, he got up and went to the ground: "You make some food for the child. I will go out and not eat at home."

"Master!" the wife shouted subconsciously.

Lan Er turned around: "What's wrong?"

"No, it's okay. Why don't you have a cup of tea before leaving?"

"Need not."

Lan Er stepped out and the fool selling melon seeds followed him, three steps away. In Lan Er's own words: "If you want to kill me, if you raise your hand, my head will be broken."

"

Wu Zang Temple cooed and found a breakfast stall. Lan Er sat down and ordered three drawers of steamed buns, two bowls of porridge and two tea eggs. When he turned around, he found that the fool was still standing aside, three steps away, and

It seemed that he had no intention of sitting down.

"Eat, eat, eat, do you understand?" Lan Er gestured with his hands like using chopsticks to shovel rice into his mouth. When the boss brought everything he ordered, the fool seemed to understand and came over to sit down.

, reached out and picked up a bun and put it in his mouth.

"I'm exhausted." Lan Er wiped his sweat and looked around. Everyone around him was looking at him. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed and annoyed: "What are you looking at? I'll eat your food!"

The steamed buns are very hot when they come out. Normally, people would have to burn them with their hands to soak them, let alone put them directly into their mouths. But looking at the way this fool looks, he is really a master.

Lan Er grinned and ate a bun, thought for a while, and said, "Idiot."

As soon as the words came out, the fool ignored him, which attracted the attention of several people around him. Lan Er also felt that it was inappropriate to always shout like this.

"But what else should we call it?" Lan Er was confused: "Idiot, madman? Ghost? Melon seed seller? These all sound a bit ridiculous. But if I ask him the name, he will definitely not be able to say it."

"You can call me 'Zero'."

This sudden voice made Lan Er startled, "Huh?" and looked at the fool on the side. The fool was still continuing the action of eating just now, as if the speaker was not him at all, but the voice was clearly right.

"Uh..." Lan Er blinked, thinking that maybe this fool had just "pretended to be a corpse". But since he had given his name, let's just call it that, "Zero" or "Ling".

, it’s better than “madman” or “idiot”, right?

"Um...Zero." Lan Er coughed twice and asked tentatively: "Who are you? Why are you following me? Why did you ask me to follow you before? Or to put it simply, you said we know each other, what do we do?

We met when we were young, and how did we meet?”

Lan Er had been holding back these words all night while lying in bed last night. He wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask. He struggled all night. Now it was broad daylight and the world was bright. He had food in his stomach and his wife and children were not around, so he was not so panicked.

All the problems came out in one breath.

Zero’s answer on the other side was: “Muaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)

"..." Although he had expected such a result, he still couldn't help but feel frustrated. Lan Er actually felt that this Zero looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

Maybe this image is too sloppy? Lan Er thinks it might be better to change his outfit later.

After having enough wine and food, Lan Er placed twenty copper coins on the table, stood up and left. Without saying anything else, Ling also stood up and followed behind him.

The large ready-made clothing store is the closest to here. Since they want to buy an outfit for Ling, the clothing store naturally becomes their first stop. The external name of clothing stores in this era is tailor's shop. Clothes are made in stock, and customers come up

After measuring the size, make an appointment with the shopkeeper to pick it up. As for the materials for making clothes, some shops sell them, while others don't and the customer needs to bring them themselves.

In the past, because this large ready-made clothing store was close to home, Lan Er used to make a few pieces of clothing here from time to time, and became familiar with the shopkeeper. As for Lan Er's identity, Lan Er was of course a low-key person, but the shopkeeper was in this market.

He was also well-known to the merchants who opened the business. He was a talented and powerful customer, and any business had to be careful to serve him.

So Lan Er led Ling Yi in, and the shopkeeper hurriedly greeted him.

Lan Er waved his hand in return: "No, no need. Shopkeeper, I want to cause you some trouble today."

"Second Master, what are you talking about?" the shopkeeper replied, glancing at the young man in shabby clothes brought by Lan Er.

"That's him." Lan Er nodded: "Please ask the shopkeeper to make clothes for my friend. The money is easy to talk about, but I have the same thing, no wait."

"Second Master, this is difficult to handle." Why did the shopkeeper say, "When making clothes, you always need to measure them, and we don't have ready-made ones here."

"Aren't there any clothes that have been made?" Lan Er said and took out a banknote from his arms. The shopkeeper took it in his hand and looked at it. He suddenly smiled and said, "Second Master, please tell me, no matter how difficult it is to do, there will be no problem."

It’s a big deal.” After thinking about it, the shopkeeper turned around and called the waiter: “Go and bring me the outfit ordered by Li Xiucai.”

"Shopkeeper, that will be handed in tomorrow..."

"What are you afraid of? I'll catch up on the work tonight and just make one more thing for him."

When the shopkeeper said this, the waiter naturally had no objection and soon brought over a moon-white gown.

The shopkeeper took it and shook the clothes away. As he walked towards Ling, he kept praising: "Second Master, to tell you the truth, this is the best quality fabric. I sewed the corners carefully for your friend to wear it."

There must be... Ouch!"

Seeing the shopkeeper vomiting blood and flying away, Lan Er nodded in his mind: "No one is allowed to get close to me except me. It seems that he does know me, otherwise he wouldn't be so special to me. It's good that he is here.

My safety is guaranteed."

The shopkeeper and the waiter screamed in his ears. Lan Er came to his senses and hurried over to help and apologize. He bowed and fell to the ground next to him. He handed over another banknote and the shopkeeper was fine.
Chapter completed!