My mother and Lin Qing'er were also disturbed and came out to see him. Only Yin Ling was not disturbed and was still sleeping soundly.
My most annoying thing is that my father is drunk. When she saw Wang Xian was so drunk, she immediately said angrily: "If you don't learn well at a young age, if anyone dares to take him to drink again, I will interrupt his crutch!" Scared all the books and beasts.
Scattered.
Seeing that Wang Xian had vomited all over his body, my mother angrily wanted to clean it up for him, but she heard Lin Qing'er whisper: "Just leave it to your daughter, mother, go to bed."
Upon hearing this, the old woman turned her anger into joy and said: "What a good idea." Then she turned around and went into the house neatly.
"Brother, please help him to the west room." Lin Qing'er said with a blushing face.
"This is not good, it stinks up your house." The eldest brother said kindly, "Let him sleep in the east room."
"It's okay." Lin Qing'er said softly: "Brother has to go to work tomorrow morning, so just let me stay with him."
"It's hard work, sister." Wang Gui was also a sincere person. He nodded and carried Wang Xian to the west wing. Looking at the neat bed, he hesitated and said: "Let's forget it..."
"Let him go, it's very tiring to carry him." Lin Qing'er lowered her head and said helplessly, how could she still think that this scoundrel boy was dirty and smelly?
Wang Gui laid Wang Xianping on the bed and told Lin Qing'er to just scream if something happened and then close the door and go out.
The door was closed, the lone lamp in the room was like a bean, and everything was silent. There was only the sound of Wang Xian's heavy breathing. This was the first time that Lin Qing'er had a man and a woman together in the same room, and she was inevitably nervous. But when she smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body, she
It made his chest feel tight, so he didn't care much. He poured a pot of strong tea and wanted to serve him to drink it. However, he saw that Wang Xian's clothes were extremely dirty, so Lin Qing'er had to undress him and take off his belt. Although it was late autumn and early winter,
But a weak and delicate little girl was still so tired that she was dripping with sweat and her hands and feet were weak after taking off her clothes for a grown man.
After finally taking off the outer shirt, she saw that the middle singlet was also stained with unknown stains. Lin Qing'er sighed softly and had no choice but to take off Wang Xian again, leaving only a pair of underwear.
Under the dim light, Wang Xian's young body has begun to show shallow muscle lines, which is completely different from the skinny appearance two months ago. The body cannot lie, it will faithfully reflect how much sweat you have put in.
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Unfortunately, Lin Qing'er's eyes fell on his midriff. The collar and cuffs that were supposed to be snow-white were now oily black, and the entire underwear exuded a strong smell of sweat... Ordinarily,
In this season, even if you don't wash your clothes for a month, they shouldn't be so dirty. What's more, before Wang Xian went to the countryside, he was not only brand new inside and out, but also brought a change of clothes.
How much did he sweat in the past seven days, and where did he sleep at night? Lin Qing'er felt distressed thinking about it, and her eyes finally moved to Wang Xian's face. Compared with before, his delicate facial features had not changed much, but he had a frivolous and philistine air.
It's gone, replaced by a kind of calmness and gentleness that only scholars can have.
"He has really changed, is it because of me?" The girl thought of Wang Xian's words, and her heart felt slightly sweet. However, she saw that Wang Xian's brows were furrowed and his chest seemed to be overflowing.
Then seeing him struggling to get up, Lin Qing'er hurriedly supported him and let him hang his head outside the bed. Seeing Wang Xian beating himself dry, Lin Qing'er knew that he was about to vomit, so she hurriedly rubbed his back with her hands.
Soon after, Wang Xian couldn't hold back anymore and opened his mouth to vomit. Lin Qing'er was afraid that he would fall off the bed, so she didn't dare to dodge. In the end, her dress was stained by vomit.
After vomiting, Wang Xian closed his eyes and begged for tea. Lin Qing'er leaned on her body and touched the teapot. It was still warm. She poured a cup of strong tea and turned around, only to find that he had changed his position and was lying on his back on his legs, with his head still arched. Arched.
Lin Qing'er was already in such a state of embarrassment that she didn't care about being shy, so she just fed him tea. Wang Xian ate two bowls in a row, then turned around again, facing Sister Lin's belly, and hugged her slender waist with both hands, not very quiet. fell asleep.
Lin Qing'er was so embarrassed when someone hugged her waist like this. Although she was destined to be married to him, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to move him back to the bed, but she didn't have the strength. She also heard Wang Xian complaining about having a headache, so she had to let him lie on her lap. Use your onion-like fingers to gently press the sun to relieve pain.
The long night was long, the clouds made the moon shine brightly. Miss Lin looked down at Wang Xian who was nestling in her arms, and sighed to herself as if resigned to her fate: "Today I know what it means to be an enemy in the past life..." She thought of the Tang Dynasty ditty "The Drunken Young Master", He opened his red lips lightly and hummed softly:
"The barking outside the door revealed that it was Mr. Xiao who had arrived. I put my stockings on and went down the fragrant steps. My enemy is drunk tonight."
He can be helped into the silk curtain but refuses to take off his silk clothes. If he is drunk, he will get drunk from him, which is better than sleeping alone...'
When she sang the last line, Sister Lin's heart was beating wildly, and she secretly cursed herself for how she could sing such obscene words and clichés. It was really inappropriate. But why did she always feel so resonant in her heart... Well, people They say that if you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, follow the dog, if you marry a monkey and run all over the mountain, you must be influenced by this scoundrel... Miss Lin gave Wang Xian a fierce look, but saw him frowning in his sleep, He seems to be worried a lot.
Lin Qing'er stretched out her fingers and gently smoothed his brow, secretly feeling distressed that this person also likes to hide his worries... Then she patted his back gently, soothing him into a deep sleep like a baby. .
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Wang Xian slept until dawn. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was in Lin Qing'er's room, still covered with her quilt.
What's going on? He rubbed his head and sat up. He felt a splitting headache and couldn't recover for a while.
"Wake up, wake up." Hearing the movement in the house, Yin Ling poked her head in and called out, then turned to Wang Xian and made a face and said: "Second brother is so embarrassing. He vomited all over Sister Lin." Said, it was so heavy that her legs are numb even now..."
"Uh..." Wang Xian then realized that he was naked and couldn't help but said in surprise: "Who took off my clothes?"
"Sister Lin." Yin Ling said with a smile on her face: "It's bad, the eldest brother has been seen..."
"What nonsense!" Wang Xian saw Lin Qing'er appearing at the door holding a bowl and hurriedly scolded his sister.
"I won't disturb you anymore." Yin Ling stuck out her little red tongue and jumped out: "I will wash the remaining clothes. Sister, please take care of your little friend."
Yin Ling's words were just unintentional words, but Lin Qing'er's face turned into a bright red cloth. She brought the sour bamboo shoot soup to Wang Xian and whispered: "Don't drink so much in the future."
"Yeah." Wang Xian got into trouble, so he naturally accepted the lesson with an open mind.
"Also, don't work so hard in the future," Lin Qing'er watched him drink the soup and said softly: "There is no place to sleep in the warehouse. If you are young and don't pay attention, you will get the root of the disease when you get old."
"How did you know?"
"Shuai Hui came to see you this morning." Lin Qing'er whispered: "He said that you had been in Xinxiang for seven days and never left the warehouse."
"Oh, there's no way." Wang Xian sighed: "If you don't keep an eye on it, problems will arise."
"It's all been put into storage, can there be any shortage of food?" Lin Qing'er asked in confusion.
"Although there will not be a shortage of food, it will be lost." Wang Xian explained: "I heard that the rice sent to the capital is always mixed with sand, gravel, rice husks, and some brown rice. But it seems that what the people turn in is all
I was secretly wary of fine, high-quality rice, let alone mixed with sand. Later, I asked Shuai Hui to secretly go to Zhou Grain Merchant's boat to take a look, and sure enough, he found brown rice with shells. You said that if I didn't keep an eye on it, I wouldn't let it go.
Are they playing right under their noses?"
"Oh, they are all cunning people." Lin Qing'er heard this and said uneasily: "When you are dealing with them, you have to be careful at all times and don't let them cheat you."
"This is exactly the reason." Wang Xian nodded and comforted Sister Lin: "I guess it will be a lot easier after the tax is paid."
"Yes." Lin Qing'er nodded, gently lifted the hair on her forehead, smiled lightly and said, "I haven't congratulated my brother yet for being promoted to the household official."
"I'm just a small official, what's there to be happy about?" Wang Xian also smiled, "How can I get into my sister's eyes?"
"You have misunderstood." Lin Qing'er shook her head and whispered: "I am very happy to see you making progress."
"Can we not be so polite when we talk?" Wang Xian couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's like singing in an opera all day long."
"..." Lin Qing'er said helplessly: "I also feel tired, but I don't know how to change it?"
"Forget it, let it take its course and we'll talk about it later." Wang Xian said, putting on his shoes and getting out of bed, looking around.
"What are you looking for?"
"Where is the robe I carry with me?"
"washed."
"Where's the string of money inside?"
"Mom took it away..." Lin Qing'er said, pointing to the table: "There was a bunch left for each of us."
"The bill for last night's banquet hasn't been settled yet," Wang Xian said depressedly.
"Shuai Hui said someone has already married." Lin Qing'er told him.
"These guys..." Wang Xian thought it was his colleagues in the household who paid the bill, but he couldn't help but secretly sigh that it was really different after becoming a pawnbroker.
That afternoon, Wang Xian did not go to the Yamen. He wanted to have a good rest at home. Unexpectedly, there were constant visitors at home, some came to visit with gifts, and some came with invitations to invite him to attend.
In the evening, Wang Xian actually received six invitations, which made Yin Ling very excited, who was used to being ignored by her second brother. In addition, she had learned a lot recently, and she deliberately showed off, so she opened one and read:
"My little girl will return home on the 10th of this month. She is kind to you. I would like to have a drink at five o'clock that afternoon and wait for the teacher. The banquet will be held in the Crane Tower. Please don't rush me. Zhou Youcai bowed his head..."
"What does Yu Gui mean?" After reading, Yin Ling asked in confusion: "What happened to the daughter of the rich man Zhou?"
"It means marrying a daughter." Lin Qing'er explained.
"Isn't the tenth day tomorrow?" Yin Ling suddenly said with big eyes flashing: "Why are you inviting my brother now?"
"This is a temporary invitation." Lin Qing'er covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Who asked your brother to become a pawnbroker?"
"I see, you are really a snobbery!" Yin Ling curled her lips, opened the next page and said, "Where is 'Little Qinhuai'? Why do they still treat guests to wine when their daughter comes out of the palace?"
"..." Lin Qing'er was speechless. Although she was a daughter of a serious family, she also knew that it was one of the best brothels in the county...
"Ahem," Wang Xian snatched the invitation away, rolled it into a ball and cursed: "What are you kids looking at blindly? Will you get needle eyes?"