It’s the tenth day of the Lunar New Year in a blink of an eye.

Early that morning, Laishun walked out of the courtyard surrounded by his family.

Nothing happened to Lai Wang and his wife, but Granny Hu imagined the boiler room to be a hell on earth. With tears in her eyes, she asked Shuan Zhu to stay at the door of the private alley for a moment, and to come back quickly to report any trouble.

When she cried, Laishun felt like he was going straight to the crematorium instead of going to the boiler room.

Fortunately, once we left the back alley, the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

However, Shuan Zhu's energy and energy also visibly sagged.

In the past few days, Laishun was busy making inventions and creations, but he didn't pay much attention to him. Looking back now, this kid seems to have been depressed recently.

After digging further, Laishun understood what was going on. Without saying anything, he hit him right on the back of the head!

"Ouch!"

Shuan Zhu staggered after being beaten, raised his head and asked Lai Shun blankly: "Brother Lai Shun, why did you hit me?"

"Chong Er Essays."

Laishun uttered four words calmly, but found that Shuan Zhu still had a confused look on his face.

Did I blame him wrongly?

After thinking about it, Laishun changed his mind and said, "That newspaper with several pictures of women!"

Shuan Zhu's face turned red all of a sudden, and he lowered his head reluctantly, no longer daring to look straight.

Tsk~

He was a few years younger than Lai Shun, and now he was only a boy of thirteen, and he was born in an era of stuffy noses. It was no wonder that he was suddenly exposed to the excitement of a third-page girl, and it was no wonder that he couldn't control himself, and even hurt his body and mind.

This strange Laishun was not careful enough and hid something in front of him.

Secondly, it’s the court that should be blamed. The newspaper is so unrestrained and does not have a grading system. Isn’t this harming the flowers of the motherland?

I wanted to warn him a few words, but the time and place were not right.

Let's go back and find an opportunity to popularize health knowledge to him.

I'll ignore this little interlude.

However, when the master and servant arrived at the entrance of the private alley, Shuan Zhu looked for a place with leeward wind with his hands, while Laishun passed the gate with a face and went straight to the boiler room at the bottom of the alley.

Walking into the dusty courtyard, I saw a lot of people standing under the west wall, chatting in groups.

These people are generally older, and their expressions are more ominous than the last - after all, only those who are marginalized or have made mistakes will be sent to the boiler room to work as coolies.

In contrast, Lai Shun, neatly dressed and with a rosy complexion, became an outlier in this boiler room.

While Lai Shun was observing these people, they all looked sideways at Lai Shun. With the uniform "underworld filter", most ordinary teenagers would be frightened and hesitate to move forward.

But Lai Shunran is not afraid of this.

Shi Shiran took a few steps forward, waiting to take the initiative to announce his name, when he suddenly discovered that behind the crowd, there was an old man with gray hair squatting.

Laishun couldn't help but be stunned.

No matter how you look at it, this old man must be over seventy. Isn't it that the ancients were very particular about respecting the youngest? Why is he sent to the boiler room as a handyman at such an old age?

"Are you Brother Shun?"

Just when he was stunned, two middle-aged men with their hands folded took the initiative to greet him, and introduced with a smile: "He is Zhang Bing, and my name is Zhao Yi. The housekeeper usually takes good care of us. I am here at the boiler." If you encounter any difficulties in the room, just ask."

No wonder I didn't even bother to send it as a gift. It turned out that I had already arranged an "internal response".

Although Laishun felt that it would not be difficult to gain a foothold in this boiler room based on his own ability, but since he had ready helpers, he would not be pretentious and reject them.

Then he smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Brother Zhang, Brother Zhao, I'll thank you both for taking care of me from now on."

"Easy to say, easy to say. Brother Shun, don't be too polite!"

Judging from the flattering attitudes of Zhang Bing and Zhao Yi, I must have promised a lot of benefits.

The three of them walked towards the west wall while exchanging polite greetings, and happened to stop not far from the old man.

Laishun couldn't help but be curious, raised his chin slightly at the old man, lowered his voice and asked: "What's going on with this old man? Is he here to work hard like us?"

Zhang Bing glanced at the old man and gloated: "That's Jiao Da from Dongfu. I heard that this old guy was drunk and acted recklessly, and almost hit the second mistress and the second master Bao."

"Because of this, Uncle Zhen originally wanted to send him to a village outside the city for retirement, but he didn't want this old guy to refuse to live or die, saying that he had sworn when he was young that he would guard Ningguo Mansion all his life."

"No, after months of quarrels with the master, he finally ended up here - I really don't know what he wants!"

It’s Jiao Da!

Anyone who has read the original book of Red Mansions should be deeply impressed by him.

The experience of risking his life as a savior, his bitter and upright temper, and just a few paragraphs successfully portray the image of a loyal servant who was once strong and strong but is now a hero.

When I first came to Shun to read the book, it was just to cope with the extracurricular homework assigned by the teacher. I had no sympathy for the characters in the book. It was only when I saw Jiao Da appeared that I felt some deep feelings.

Now that Leng Buding suddenly saw the real person, the shock to him was much greater than when he met Aunt Xue.

This situation is really...

"What are you looking at?!"

At this time, Jiao Da suddenly stood up slowly, blew his beard and asked Lai Shun with a glare: "You are such a thief, do you want to see your Grandpa Jiao's jokes?!"

Laishun: "..."

He was just mourning his misfortune, and no one thought that Jiao Da would come towards him.

With this firecracker temper alone, it is no wonder that despite his great achievements, he has fallen into this situation.

Although Laishun was not a cheap guy, he still had a lot of respect for Jiao Da, so he was not annoyed at all. He just smiled and said: "I heard that you once went to the battlefield with the Duke of Guo. This is not a first-time encounter.

Are you a little curious?"

Hearing this, Jiao Da stared at Lai Shun for a long time, and suddenly sneered: "I'm not the one who talks at the stalls. I want to listen to stories and go to the teahouse by myself. I won't wait for you here!"

As he spoke, he pressed his spine against the wall and slowly squatted back.

Laishun was speechless once again.

"Brother Shun, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Zhao Yi came over at this time and pulled Lai Shun aside, pointed at the door of the courtyard and said, "Look, the errand planner is here!"

Following what he pointed at, a young man in his early twenties walked into the yard in a grand manner and shouted in a loud voice: "Come here, everyone, come here, I have something to explain!"

According to the information provided by Mr. Baian, this person should not be Chaitan's manager Deng Haoshi, but his follower Wang Zhuer.

This class of people originally had little reputation in the Rongguo Mansion, but they were quite popular in the boiler room.

Eleven of the twelve boiler room handymen immediately surrounded him, but Jiao Da turned a deaf ear and continued to squat in the corner with his hands folded.

"Why!"

Wang Zhuer's face darkened when he saw this, and he urged impatiently: "Old man, I'm telling you, why don't you come here quickly?"

Jiao Da raised his head and glanced at him, and snorted: "Which crotch of the pants is not sewn properly, exposing a thing like yours? How dare you stand up to your grandfather Jiao with something as thick as a needle tip!"

This Jiao Da really fights whoever he catches!

Hearing his scolding was so funny that Laishun almost laughed out loud.

"Who are you scolding, old man?!"

But Wang Zhuer was completely annoyed, rolled up her arms and sleeves and went straight to Jiao Da.

Zhang Bing, Zhao Yi and others were watching the excitement and had no intention of stopping it.

But Laishun couldn't hold himself back.

Although this matter was purely brought about by Jiao Da, this old man was, after all, the only character in Dream of Red Mansions that he had ever had real feelings for.

Especially since he was already in his seventies or eighties, if he really started a fight with Wang Zhuer, he would probably not be alive for a few days.

After a moment's hesitation, Lai stepped aside and stopped in front of Wang Zhu'er, admonishing him: "Brother Zhu'er, this is an old fool, why are you arguing with him? Come on, come on, everyone is waiting for you to lecture.

"

With that said, he pulled Wang Zhuer back into the crowd.

If it were someone else to come forward, Wang Zhuer might not be willing to give up, but when he found out that it was Lai Shun who came forward, he had no choice but to give it up - to give face to the son who came to be the housekeeper, so as not to lose his status!

Returning to the center of the crowd, Wang Zhuer cleared his throat and raised his voice: "Housekeeper Deng is busy with things and has no time to spare today, so let me arrange errands for you first - two days, you must put this together within two days.

The yard was kept spotless, even the inside of the boiler had to be cleaned!”

"Butler Deng will come over to check it out. If you are not satisfied at all, please check your skin carefully!"

After saying that, he looked around at everyone with his eyes widened, except for Lai Shun.

At this moment, a few more handymen brought brooms, dustpans, rags, shovels and other items, which were piled in a mess in front of everyone.

Wang Zhuer waved his hand and said: "Okay, don't be stunned, start working quickly."

When he finished speaking, everyone looked at Lai Shun.

Laishun didn't understand what it meant at first, but after being reminded by Zhang Bing, he was the first to step forward and grab a broom, and then everyone behind him rushed forward to grab free work.

Alas~

Sure enough, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes; where there are rivers and lakes, there are classes.

Laishun was sighing to himself while leaning on the broom, when he suddenly realized that someone was spying on him from behind. When he looked back, he met that focused gaze.

Laishun smiled at him.

Jiao Da snorted coldly and said with a sneer: "If you show your courtesy for nothing, you are either committing adultery or stealing!"
Chapter completed!