He Yidao looked at the lame old man who felt sorry for himself and asked.
The lame old man didn't think much and said: "If there are no accidents, he will indeed come here to ask for a drink every day."
The old man described Zhong Wu's coming every day to buy wine on credit as "begging for wine," and he obviously still had some disdain for Zhong Wu.
Hearing this, He Yidao turned to Mrs. Su and asked, "Madam boss, do you want to rent a house here?"
Madam Su nodded and answered simply: "Rent."
"I plan to stay here for a few days. Please prepare a room for me."
"Old Qin, take Mr. He to the second floor to look at the house." Mrs. Su lowered her head as she spoke and ignored He Yidao.
The lame old man known as Lao Qin did not disobey the landlady's wishes and led He Yidao up to the second floor.
"The lady boss seems a little cold." He Yidao said casually following Lao Qin.
"Well, it wasn't like this before." The old man's tone seemed to be somewhat nostalgic, "The landlady has no relatives anymore, she just runs a tavern and lives in this town by herself. And the landlady is still a person today, you know,
At her age and not yet married, she will always be coveted by some people."
"Like that scholar?" He Yidao asked.
"That scholar?" the old man recited, and then smacked the unfinished dry cigarette in his hand, "He is pretty good like that. He has a lustful heart but not a lustful courage."
As he talked, the old man led He Yidao to the door of a room, and then said:
"Okay, Mr. He, this is your room. Do you want to see what else you need to add? I'll get it for you."
He Yidao opened the door and took a quick look. The room was quite clean, and the basic furniture was neatly arranged. "No need for anything, please."
"No trouble, no trouble." The old man said and left with a smile.
Seeing the old man closing the door, He Yidao found a seat in the room and sat down. Then he thought of the down-and-out scholar Zhong Wu. He Yidao always had a feeling that he didn't look like a scholar.
There are not many people coming and going in the tavern. Now, including He Yidao, there are only three people in the tavern.
"Houselady, I really don't understand why you give that scholar wine on credit every day. He doesn't even know how much he owes for wine, and it looks like he will never be able to pay it back."
Lame Lao Qin came down from the second floor and said to the landlady who was doing something on the counter. Just when he thought that the landlady would not answer him as usual, he planned to continue walking to the bench near the door and take a quiet cigarette.
When smoking.
Mrs. Su stopped what she was doing.
"Do you still remember that time when the drunk guy in front of me wanted to molest me?"
Lame Lao Qin stopped, lifted his lame leg, and changed into a comfortable position, "Remember, is that the drunkard you almost hacked to death?"
The landlady didn't know what she was busy with, "That day, there were twelve people sitting in the tavern."
Lame old Qin didn't expect that the landlady remembered it clearly, "It seems so."
"When the drunkard was teasing me, only the scholar among the twelve people came to stop him." The landlady spoke in a very calm tone, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.
The lame old Qin seemed to suddenly think of something and suddenly laughed: "I still remember the cowering look of that scholar that day. He almost pissed himself because of the drunkard. But thinking about it, he ran away when you were chasing me with a knife.
That's called fast, this person is really afraid of death."
Lame Lao Qin thought it was funny and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that a timid person like him would dare to stop that drunkard."
The landlady didn't say anything.
"Maybe it's lust that makes people bold." Lame old Qin said again.
The landlady sneered, "Really? How do I think this person has a lustful heart but not a lustful courage?"
Lame old Qin was suddenly stunned and didn't understand what the boss lady meant, "Boss lady, you don't really have a crush on that boy, do you?"
"Falling in on him?" The proprietress rolled her eyes at Lame Lao Qin and said with great disdain: "The man I like must be a man who is upright and upright. Although I don't say he must be rich in the world, he will not be an uneducated and timid man.
Scholar."
Hearing what the landlady said, lame old Qin breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then how much wine are you going to let this scholar buy on credit?"
The landlady said nonchalantly: "This scholar is quite sensible. He only lends a small bottle of wine on credit a day, which is not a lot."
"Are you planning to keep him drinking for the rest of his life?" Lao Qin thought in his heart but did not say it out loud.
Lao Qin sighed and walked lamely to the door of the tavern, sat on a bench and smoked a dry cigarette quietly.
Several days in a row.
There were still not many people drinking in the tavern, and the down-and-out scholar Zhong Wu never came again.
Lame old Qin, who was sitting next to the threshold, felt a little strange these days.
After breakfast that day, He Yidao came to the lame old Qin and said, "Old Qin, hasn't the scholar come today?"
He Yidao often talked with Lao Qin these days, so he became familiar with him, but he still hadn't exchanged a few words with the proprietress of this tavern.
Lao Qin shook his head and said, "It's really strange. This boy hasn't come over for three days. Could it be that he has fallen in love with another girl?"
"That's not right, Xiao He, why are you so concerned about that Zhong Wu recently?"
He Yidao said in a joking tone: "Don't he still owe me some wine money?"
"Haha..." Lao Qin said with a smile: "How much money does that down-and-out scholar have? If you want him to pay back the money, then don't expect it."
Lao Qin knew that He Yidao was joking, but he didn't think He Yidao would really care. After all, He Yidao paid for his drinks, meals, and accommodation every day, and he didn't show any sign of poverty at all, so he knew at a glance that he was not short of money.
of.
"Hey, by the way, Lao Qin, that scholar has been living in the town?"
Lao Qin said: "That's right."
"Then what does he do?" He Yidao asked.
Lao Qin took a puff of dry cigarette and said, "That kid has been deceiving the children in the town all day long, saying that he is teaching them how to read and write, but in fact he is just taking the children around to play around."
"The parents of those children don't care?"
"Surprisingly, those children still like to follow Zhong Wu, and according to what the parents of those children said, their children did know a lot of words."
He Yidao was silent for a moment, "Does this mean that Zhong Wu is now the teacher in the town?"
"That's right, but Zhong Wudao is different from other teachers. Some parents saw that their children had indeed learned something from him, and they planned to give him some money, but he didn't accept any money.
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"Then he has no money, what can he eat and drink in the town?" He Yidao asked doubtfully.
Lao Qin's face looked a little strange, "Do you believe that a scholar can steal things...?"