Al-Ling watched such a good show at a close distance and almost stopped clapping his hands.
I just have some free time to watch the next development.
Unexpectedly, after Zhang Gugua glared at Feng, he did not attack her, but grabbed a plate and threw it at Aling.
"Whoever wants to wash this bowl can wash it! I will fight with a vicious girl like you!"
As he said that, he bumped towards Aling.
Ah Ling first dodged the flying plate sideways, then when Zhang Gugua bumped into him, he stretched out his hand to hold his head.
As a result, Zhang Gugua was seen trying his best to rush forward, but was blocked by a hand and kept standing still.
That's really a bit funny.
But no one laughed.
Feng reacted and grabbed a stone to hit Aling.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Song and Zhang Meihua came to help.
Then four against one.
Four were tortured to pieces.
A moment later, the four people who were each busy picked up the rags again and continued to wash the dishes hard, not daring to be angry but not saying anything.
Aling put one hand on his waist and held the feather duster on his shoulder with the other, humming while supervising the work, like a "Zhou Bapi".
Maybe he knew that if he didn't finish washing the bowl today, it would be useless to resist. After all, the feather duster was "staring" behind him with eager eyes.
Next, a few people really started working seriously.
Of course, no one can hear how I curse in my heart.
It wasn't until the end of Shen Shi that these large basins of dishes were finally washed out.
Several people were tired from back pain and leg cramps. They all breathed a sigh of relief and swore in their hearts that they would never wash dishes again in their lives.
At the right time, bursts of aroma came from the kitchen, and several people felt as if they had not eaten the full meal at noon, and they were very hungry.
"Did you wash it? Okay, it's still clean. Your meal is paid for, and you can go." A Ling came out with a pickled elbow in his mouth, looked at the washed dishes, and waved.
The elbow was in one piece, with a shiny, quivering appearance, and exuded a rich fragrance.
Several people couldn't help but swallowed hard. They were so hungry that their eyes turned green when they looked at the elbow.
It's strange that the food at Songshan Inn is delicious, otherwise they wouldn't have eaten so cleanly today.
Look at this elbow, it must be delicious.
But no matter how delicious it is, they can't stay for another meal.
If you really want to eat it, you will probably have to stay and do hard work until tomorrow morning.
Several people didn't even enter the door, but left directly from the side, went up the official road, and then relaxed their shoulders.
It's been so far away, but I still seem to be able to smell the aroma of the elbow.
Zhang Gugua had a dissatisfied look on his face, "I finally understand now that Song Qiu is a heartless girl! I used to give her sweets when I came back during the Chinese New Year, but now she is so servile
us!"
Mrs. Feng was so tired that she had no strength to speak, but she still couldn't help answering: "You just understand it! If you ask me, your whole family is heartless! It's only half a tael of silver, and your mother doesn't even have it."
I’m willing to give it, but if I did, why would we suffer so much?”
"I haven't asked you in detail yet! What did you say when you got back? Why didn't your mother give it to you? Did you say anything about the seven hundred gold?"
Speaking of this, Zhang Gugua remembered the time when he was beaten by the old woman in the afternoon.
But he didn't want to mention this, so he just said: "I haven't elaborated yet. I'll talk about the silver when I find the third child tomorrow. Then let everyone in the village come to listen. How dare he not take the silver that the father got?"
Come out and score points!"
Mrs. Feng listened and curled her lips, "Your third son is not a good person! He has dominated the shop for so long, and he really thinks it is his own! I don't know how much money I have spent over the years without taking it out! They
I hid in the county town to buy that house, which is bigger than ours! The way Ms. Liu raised her chin to the sky is really irritating! You still want to tell him about this money? It’s great if you don’t tell him, we will share more.
One hundred gold!"
Zhang Guquan listened impatiently and said: "It's not like you don't know that we will have dinner together on the 15th. The third child said that Xinghua was favored as soon as she entered the palace, and she was sealed with a sixth-grade treasure forest!"
We still have a reliable future, so what if we don't tell the third child about this? The left and right don't have our money, we just give him a hundred gold! Why bother about this?"
When Feng heard this, she had to swallow her breath and turned around to glare at Zhang Meihua.
This daughter is so promising, but she is so useful. Instead, she does such a shameful thing to shame her. It is really infuriating!
Zhang Meihua was so stared at that she shrank back behind her brother.
Zhang Song protected her and hurriedly changed the subject. He shook his sore arm, looked back and said angrily: "When we return to town and ask uncle to get the money, I will come by car tomorrow to take her to the inn."
Book them all and have a good meal! Ask them all to serve the dishes and pour wine! When the time comes to pay the bill, I will smash the silver ingot on Song Qiu's face!"
When the other three heard what he said, they felt relieved when they thought of the scene where the money was thrown into Song Qiu's face. Even being hungry seemed less uncomfortable.
"Yes! Go back to town to find your uncle!" Feng said angrily, wishing she could take the money and come back to slap Song Qiu in the face.
With this belief as support, the group of people did not stop no matter how tired or hungry they were, but tried to walk towards the town.
They were too tired to walk, but by chance, they encountered a bullock cart that was driving people to the town to see a doctor.
It just so happened that the place was still wide, so I picked them up along the way.
Several people climbed onto the bullock cart and felt happy.
Before Feng could close his grin, a fast horse galloped past, sending up dust and sand all over the sky, and he drank a lot of it.
"Bah, bah, bah!" He hurriedly spit, the sand was stuck in his throat, and he felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't help but cursed: "I'm rushing to be reincarnated!"
But Zhang Song saw the man and the horse clearly, and hurriedly grabbed her, "That's the imperial messenger! See if he has the red flag on his back? He's carrying the emperor's order and came down to deliver the message!" Beware of being caught.
Hear, a hundred heads are not enough to chop off!
When Feng heard this, she was startled and quickly covered her mouth. When she saw that the horse was so fast that it disappeared, she put down her hand and said, "What order is this? Running so fast, the horse will die of exhaustion even if the horse is not tired.
Already."
Zhang Gugua rolled her eyes at her, thinking she was a woman, with long hair and short knowledge.
There are inns along the way, and the horses will change. How can they be exhausted?
However, this was indeed a rush. It was a red-flag messenger, not a yellow-flag messenger. Why was it in such a hurry?
There are generally two types of messengers in the Dali calendar: yellow flags and red flags.
The yellow flag is an eight-hundred-mile expedited signal. It is usually used to send urgent military information. It must be delivered within three days. Anyone who delays will die!
Although the red flag is also urgent, it is only for issuing general orders and sending criminal cases, so it is not as urgent as the yellow flag.
Zhang Gugua couldn't help but slandered him and rushed to reincarnate.
The bullock cart was driving in a hurry, shaking and shaking, which made his whole body hurt even more.
He thought that when he got to town later, he would have a good look at it with a doctor, and then take a good bath and sleep.
Little did they know that the swift horse ride just now was closely related to their fate.