In the backyard of the tavern, Zheng Xinyi and the old man were still talking.
The other party wanted her to help ask Lin Zhongchun to file a lawsuit, but she was not sure whether Lin Zhongchun would help him, so she wanted the old man to come back tomorrow and she would give him an answer tomorrow.
But the old man was anxious and thought that Zheng Xinyi was trying to evade, and wanted her to take him to his door immediately and ask him in person.
When Lin Zhongchun and Peng Yiyu came to the backyard, the old man could no longer control his temper and spoke rudely to Zheng Xinyi.
The old man pointed at Zheng Xinyi: "Thankfully, I thought you and my daughter-in-law were good friends before, and even ordered hundreds of kilograms of wine in your pub. Now I ask you to do a favor, but you are hesitant and dare not agree, even if you think about it.
You are a hypocrite. If I don’t order wine at your house today, I will never let my daughter-in-law have anything to do with you again!”
Zheng Xinyi didn't understand. She didn't say she wouldn't help, she just asked the other party to wait for a day and give him a reply tomorrow.
There was nothing she could do about the other party being so impatient, so why did she rise to the level where she was a fake person?
She is not a very powerful person, so how can she skip the other person and give him an answer without authorization?
Lin Zhongchun felt that what the old man said was a bit excessive, "The matter has nothing to do with her. How can you have a good conscience when you talk about her like this? It's really stupid and impolite to ask someone for your sake!"
The old man sneered at Lin Zhongchun's attitude and sneered unceremoniously: "You little girl, this matter has nothing to do with you. Don't meddle in your own business here."
"Are you sure you want me to stay out of my own business?" Lin Zhongchun had already made up his mind to help him, but now that he heard what he said, Lin Zhongchun suddenly didn't want to help him anymore.
Peng Yiyu also couldn't bear to hear people talking about her cousin like that.
So what if her cousin is nosy? Being kind is not a bad thing!
She raised her fist and said: "Hey, old man, don't act like everyone owes you. We don't owe you anything. If you think someone owes you, why don't you go find the person who owes you."
Settling accounts? If you use this attitude again, be careful of the few teeth you have left in your mouth!"
Zheng Xinyi's eyes were slightly red: "Uncle, I really want to help you, but Miss Lin was kind-hearted at the time, and she is here now. You can ask Miss Lin for her opinion."
Miss Lin is kind, but not everyone can be bullied at will.
Zheng Xinyi did not want Miss Lin to get into unnecessary trouble because of her ability to make decisions.
Lin Zhongchun didn't want to help rude people. It was right to respect the old and love the young, but you also had to look at what kind of people you respected.
She walked up to the old man and said, "I am the girl who helped Sister Zheng. I know about you, but I don't want to help you. Please find someone else."
After finishing speaking, she dragged her cousin out of the backyard. After leaving the tavern, she suppressed her unhappiness.
She raised her eyes and looked at her cousin: "Cousin, do you think I'm too willful?"
"No." Peng Yiyu shook his head, "I think you did the right thing. You can't tolerate certain people. If you agree, you will be unhappy. Why bother?"
"Thank you, cousin." Lin Zhongchun smiled slightly. She had given the old man a clear answer, which meant that she would no longer be involved in this case.
"I think it's almost time. Does my cousin still want to see the Flower Festival?"
Peng Yiyu nodded: "That's exactly what I meant."
Things will pass as they pass, there is no need to hold on to them all the time.
They arrived at just the right time, as the Flower Festival was kicking off, and those participating in the competition lined up one after another, holding the flowers and plants they would display later.
Lin Zhongchun still thought that they arrived early and could find a perfect viewing position, but at this moment, there were a sea of people, colorful lanterns dotted the streets, the lights were bright, and it was very lively.
Peng Yiyu and Lin Zhongchun stood next to each other: "How about we go to the second floor to take a look?"
"That's fine." It's much better than being on the first floor with a tall person blocking your view.
Nodding, the two of them walked towards the second floor. The people on the second floor were not much different from those on the first floor, but the space was limited. In addition, the second floor had a wide view, and they could also take in the scenery on the first floor and the flowers and plants of the competition.
fundus.
Lin Zhongchun and Peng Yiyu leaned on their slender bodies and squeezed into the crowd watching the excitement beside the railing. Then they looked down at the game that had started below.
The first one on display is the orchid. Today is the second day of February, and the slightly cold temperature can cultivate the orchid into such a vibrant look. This person must be a careful person.
It is said that words are like people, and the state of flowers and plants can also show a person's appearance in life.
It's not so much a Flower Festival, but more like showing your "other side" to others.
"Hello everyone, the flower I am showing is Molania, which grows on the cliff..."
The owner of Molan is a girl. Her voice is soft and waxy, but her enunciation is clear and firm. Her typical voice does not match her personality.
Peng Yiyu likes orchids, and this pot of ink orchid suits her very well: "This flower looks good, can I buy flowers from the Hundred Flowers Festival?"
Lin Zhongchun chuckled, pointed to a certain part of the ink orchid and said: "Although the flower is beautiful, the leaves near the roots are a little brown. Although she took good care of it, it must not have been more than three days before she got this pot of ink orchid.
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After saying this, Peng Yiyu noticed: "The owner of the flower is not her."
"Perhaps." Lin Zhongchun shrugged, "The Hundred Flowers Festival is held every year. Many people usually work hard to win the first place. This is not surprising."
Peng Yiyu frowned in disgust. She thought she was really comparing the flowers and plants she maintained, but it turned out there was such an inside story.
"I don't want to see it."
The game is not a real game, so what can be interesting to watch?
The people who compete in these competitions are also kind-hearted, taking the fruits of other people's work and participating in the competition with peace of mind. It's disgusting to watch.
"Let's find a seat and order something to eat. After eating, I will take you back to the inn." Lin Zhongchun looked back at his cousin, and when he was about to turn around to find a seat, his eyes suddenly noticed a man in white.
man.
His long dark hair was tied up high with a white jade crown, and among his warm facial features, a pair of red and phoenix eyes were staring at her intently.
Lin Zhongchun blinked. This person looked very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before, so she could only stare blankly, trying to recall something.
The man's eyes also stayed on Lin Zhongchun. When their eyes met, the man suddenly laughed, then waved to her and said softly: "Come here."
Lin Zhongchun tilted his head and looked at him. He didn't know why. She was a stranger to him. He waved at him and asked her to come over. What was he doing? Could he be a human trafficker? What kind of action gesture was waving at?
Isn't that the case?
She is good-looking, but she would not let a trafficker do such a thing in full view of the public.
