Chapter 3: A Dream of Five Hundred Years (Part 2) (《》)

After having breakfast, Chen He cleaned up his timber first, then brought a clay pot to the bed, and instructed: "If you want to get rid of your hands, go out and go for a walk." He hurriedly closed the door and went downstairs, and ran away as if he ran away.

As soon as he left, the small attic became quiet, but the noise outside gradually came in.

Through the empty window, I saw in silence that there were white clouds floating on the blue sky, and the color was so pure. This boy who was used to seeing the gray sky couldn't help but become confused. He took a long time to come back to his senses and listened to the movements outside the window... He heard the rumbling of a boat passing by the water, the soft teasing of Wu Dian, and the laughter of some children playing.

After lying for a while, he still couldn't sleep. Silent raised his arms hard, trying to sit and look out, but his body seemed to be filled with lead and fell back on the hard bed, causing him to hiss and pump the air conditioner.

He was a stubborn person, and the more he couldn't get up, he tried repeatedly. After a while, he was sweating all over his body, lying straight on the bed, panting heavily.

At this time, the door was pushed open roughly. At first, the fat woman appeared in front of Shen Mo again. There was also a thin man with a big box on his back and bowed his head to follow her.

The woman had already seen Chen He leave, walked in in a big way, sat on the bench without looking at Chen Jing for a moment, and pointed at the man, "Put it on the corner, and then take those baskets."

The man looked at the silence full of sweat and couldn't bear to say, "This guy is sick, so don't bother me."

"Let the little girl die." The fat woman looked at silent contemptuously and said angrily: "Our family can't get stuck, where can we put it here?"

"Can it be placed on the ground floor?" the man said carefully.

"Let me give me a **." The fat woman said angrily: "It's a bitter rain and the water is drizzling. What should I do if I have mushrooms in my house? You poor guy buy me a new one?" As he said that, the spearhead was shifted to the man, pointing at his nose and calling him poor and unpromising. It would be a big trouble for him to follow him for eight lifetimes. If he doesn't steal a man, he will be smoking from his ancestors.

Siren listened silently on the side and said to himself: "If someone really had an affair with you, then there would be smoke coming from your ancestral grave."

The man was embarrassed by the woman's scolding. He quickly put the box on the ground and said, "I'll go down to get it." Then he ran away in panic.

The fat woman spat at his back, feeling unsatisfied, and was ready to find the bad luck of silent play.

Silent but violently coughed, his face turned white and red. Coupled with the sweat on his head, he looked like he was seriously ill.

Seeing that he kept coughing, the woman asked tentatively: "What kind of Western disease is Nong Su?"

Silently gasped, "Old..." and then started coughing again.

"What? Tuberculosis... tuberculosis?" The fat woman's face turned pale, and she jumped three feet high as if she was sitting on a nail. She screamed and then rolled out and crawled out. She didn't pay attention when she went out. She was tripped by the threshold and fell out all of a sudden. She just hit the man holding a bag in one hand and rolled down like a ball.

There was only a rumbling sound in silence, followed by the woman's howling like a pig: "You won't catch me..."

"I can't take it..." The man's aggrieved voice came from downstairs.

After a while, the man in short clothes, who had a blue nose and a bruised face, came up again, and did not dare to look at Chen Si, so he picked up his box and hurried out.

Chen Si called him behind his back, "Actually, ahem, what I want to say is old..."

But the man stepped up his pace and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye, as if he would be in danger of his life if he stayed in this room for a moment.

"I'm not sick," Chen Si rolled his eyes and said, "Why didn't you wait for me to finish your words?" It's really not difficult to deal with these foolish men and women.

I felt a little sleepy and felt a little sleepy when I was silent. Then I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

He slept in a daze for a while, and was awakened by the sound of going upstairs in silence. He didn't open his eyes and coughed depressedly, "I'm really tuberculosis, are you relieved now?"

But I heard a string of pleasant laughter like silver bells, which shocked my spirit. When I opened my left eye silently, I saw a fair-skinned and smiling little woman holding a food box in one hand and giggling with her mouth in the other, standing pretty at the door.

This girl is petite and only thirteen or fourteen years old. She has a pair of buns on her head, a long light green dress, and a colorful paddy field comparison. Although it is not too beautiful, it is better than youth and cuteness, making the silence brighten.

But it only lit up for a moment, and his eyes returned to normal. He saw countless silent comrades, knowing that such a little girl was the most difficult to deal with, so it would be better not to mess with.

Sure enough, when the girl saw him looking at him without any hesitation, she glared at her almond eyes and was about to open her mouth to make a joke... but she suddenly saw that the silence had returned to normal. She kept her words there, and she said it was neither right nor right, but she actually turned her face red and it took her a long time to recover.

With a fierce look at him, the girl moved into the house, put the food box on the table, and said angrily: "Hey..."

"I don't call him hey." Chen Si deliberately teased her.

"You!" Looking at the boy of similar age, he found that he was quite pretty. The little girl decided not to be angry with him and glared at him, "You are the son of Xiang Gong, right?"

"Yes." Silent nodded and said, "Who are you?"

"I am..." The little girl's eyes rolled with black and white eyes, and she laughed, "I won't tell you."

"Okay," Chen Si smiled, "Then I won't ask."

The little girl suddenly felt discouraged and curled her lips and said, "Actually, if you ask again, I'll tell you."

"Okay," Chen Si smiled and said, "Dare you ask about the name Gao?"

"Remember, the person's surname is Yin, and his name is Huaping." The little girl said seriously.

‘Silver vase? This name is good.’ Chen Si was amused in his heart. After thinking about it, he immediately understood and said, “I dare to ask what does this girl have to do with Miss Yin’s family?”

"That's my lady." The little girl in Huaping raised her head proudly and said, "He is the lady's personal girl, who has a very status."

"I'm so respectful and disrespectful." Chen Si forced himself to get up, but he was really weak, so he had to smile bitterly: "I can't get up, I'm so rude."

Seeing his attitude turning sharply, he said strangely: "How quickly did you change your face?"

He said quietly and seriously, "My father has already said that if Miss Yin's family did not have the help of her, her life would be under the jurisdiction of the King of Hell." He bowed and said, "I dare not thank you for saving my life. Since the girl Huaping came on behalf of Miss Yin, I will naturally express my respect."

A few high-sounding remarks immediately made a little girl who was not very experienced in the world happy. Not only did the unhappiness when entering the door disappear, Huaping still felt that he was a conscientious and polite young man.
Chapter completed!