The weasel stopped, put down the leaf umbrella, cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Yu Sheng led it forward, "I can't believe how much you learned about people's etiquette."
"Why else would others say I look like a human?" Weasel asked Yu Sheng again, "Do you think I look like a human being?"
"It's not like that." Yu Sheng said simply and stopped Weasel's thoughts.
The weasel bared its teeth in a threatening manner, raised its leaf umbrella and followed them.
When passing the door of the inn, Aunt Qing held an umbrella and went in. Yu Sheng pointed to the path next to it and said to the weasel, "Go this way."
"I'm going to the inn." said the weasel, "Why are you taking me to the back of the inn?"
It was short and not as tall as the grass. It jumped up and looked in the direction it was pointing, "It's still a barren grassland. What do you want to do, steal your wealth and skin?"
Weasel looked Yu Sheng up and down, "I'm not afraid either. With my ability, I can handle even a robbery."
"I'm robbing you, sir." Yu Sheng said, "That's the backyard of the inn, so you don't want to disturb the inn guests."
"No!" Weasel stood still, "It's also money, why should I go to the backyard?"
Yu Sheng said: "There are eight demon-catching heavenly masters in the lobby."
"Where is the backyard door?" The weasel walked quickly in front, "Hurry up and don't wait too long."
"Your uncle." Yu Sheng cursed from behind and followed.
It is still drizzling, and the green vegetables in the vegetable field are soaked in the rain and shiny.
"I heard that the vegetables at the inn are good. I'll order some later." Weasel said, "By the way, what is that?"
There is a row of flowers and plants planted around the vegetable garden, "to catch bugs."
"Forget it." The weasel walked a few steps, then turned to the backyard and said, "Would you like to be a chicken?"
"No." Yu Sheng said, "The chicken is a bit small."
"Then let's make ducks." The weasel entered and immediately stared at the chickens, ducks and geese in the shack, "The chickens are not small."
With natural enemies nearby, the chickens in the shack began to cluck in panic.
"Where are you looking?" Yu Sheng said hurriedly, "If the duck is not done, the shelf is not open yet."
"Sorry, it's a professional habit." Weasel looked away.
Ye Zigao was pouring wine from the backyard wine shop and looked at Yu Sheng with a strange look, "Shopkeeper, you..." He hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong?" Yu Sheng said.
Considering his salary, Ye Zigao said tactfully: "Although our appearance is not good, we can't let ourselves down, and the same goes for Miss Chong'er..."
"What a mess." Yu Sheng interrupted Ye Zigao impatiently and pointed at the weasel, "There are guests at the inn."
Ye Zi looked down and saw a weasel standing in front of Yu Sheng.
The weasel put down the leaf umbrella, "Brother, Huang..."
"Monster!" Ye Zigao was shocked.
The weasel put down his hand, "Brother, what are you looking at? I am a weasel, a weasel is a weasel, and as for monsters, I have used my trump card."
Ye Zigao was about to retort, but was interrupted by Yu Sheng, "Just a weasel, weasel, don't let it fart."
"Oh, oh, weasel." Ye Zigao reacted.
"That's right." Weasel said, "Also, Weasel should pronounce it this way."
It pronounced carefully, "Weasel, yellow and wolf must be emphasized, while rat must be spoken softly."
Ye Zigao looked at Yu Sheng, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident: "Where did you bring this top quality from?"
"You are human, don't ask me to teach you pronunciation, come on, read it with me..."
The weasel was still talking, but Yu Sheng interrupted him, "This is your uncle who has a crush on your female weasel and came to the inn to dine."
Ye Zigao subconsciously took a step back, "The guests are waiting for drinks in front, I'll go first."
The weasel looked at Ye Zigao's back and said, "Hey, don't leave. I still have something I haven't asked."
"He was hurt by your niece." Yu Sheng said.
Between delicious food and love, the female weasel chose delicious food, which shocked Ye Zigao, who claimed to be a love saint.
Yu Sheng put down the black cat Sheriff in his hand, told them to stay away, and then took the weasel to the room where used items were kept.
Yu Sheng set up a table and served a jar of wine first, "Is this a jar of Qimu wine? Do you have enough money?"
"It's a bit expensive. Do you have any cheaper wine?" Weasel said, weighing the money in his palm.
"The only thing left is this small pot. If you can fire the cannon, I'll charge you a penny." Yu Sheng said.
"That's it." Weasel nodded.
"You drink first, I'll go up and change some clothes." Yu Sheng had just been on the bridge without an umbrella, and now his clothes were a little damp.
"Go, go." The weasel said impatiently, his paws already reaching for the wine glass.
When Yu Sheng went upstairs to his room, he heard a child crying in the room on the third floor. After changing his clothes, he followed the sound and went upstairs.
"Bang bang", Yu Sheng knocked on the door and went in. He saw a woman holding a swaddling baby in the house and coaxing her, but the baby was still crying.
"What's wrong, are you hungry?" Yu Sheng asked, "Would you like to make some custard?"
"I just ate at noon." The woman shook her head and frowned slightly, "Everything is normal, but she started crying for some reason."
There's nothing you can do about it for the rest of your life, but you can't let your child cry all the time. It won't be good if it disturbs the guests.
"What's going on?" Yu Sheng didn't close the door when he came in, and Aunt Qing stood at the door and asked.
"The child keeps crying." Yu Sheng said, "Isn't he sick?"
When the woman heard this, she looked panicked.
"There is a doctor in our inn, I'll go and invite her." Just as Yu Sheng was about to turn around, Aunt Qing said, "Don't worry, let me take a look."
She walked up to the woman and carefully took the baby over. Strangely enough, after Aunt Qing hugged the baby, the baby stopped crying immediately.
The woman breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What's going on?"
"The position of holding the child may not be right." Aunt Qing pointed out to her, "You make the child a little uncomfortable."
They played with their infant children and spent the rest of their lives together.
"Where are you looking?" Aunt Qing patted him.
"Let me see if it's a boy or a girl." Yu Sheng said, covering his head.
"Girl." The woman carefully brought the child over. After adjusting the position, the child really stopped crying.
The woman said: "It turned out to be my fault. Thank you very much."
She rocked the child and asked Aunt Qing: "Have you ever had a child?"
"No." Aunt Qing patted Yu Sheng again, "But I raised you up, and I didn't follow my mother when I was little."
The woman's expression changed, but she was in extreme embarrassment for the rest of her life and had never seen it before.
"I'll go down to entertain the guests," Yu Sheng said and quickly ran away.
Aunt Qing said: "Since you know what it feels like to lose a child, why don't you think about her parents?"
"You..." The woman's eyes gradually glowed fiercely.
Aunt Qing turned a blind eye and waved to the wind behind her when she walked out of the door. The sword light immediately calmed the people behind her.
When Yu Sheng cooked a dish of vegetables and brought it into the house where the weasel was, he saw that the dog and the suckling pig were also there.
"It's weird, the dog didn't bark at you." Yu Sheng said.
Although the three big geese are nosy, the dog is usually very protective of the family.
"What did you do to it?" Yu Sheng asked.
A pot of cannon can only light two taels, and the weasel only eats half of the pot. It is the time to get drunk.
"I-I didn't say anything," said the weasel, "I just said it was long and pretty and said you brought the wine to me."