Republic of China small businessman

The three people who came to make trouble never expected that the customers in the store would suddenly ask such a question, the one who was picked up had a nickname of Huang Laizi, and now he was stunned by several slaps, begging for mercy with a mournful face : "Hero, please forgive me, I am, I just have a problem with this dish..."

It's okay if you didn't say anything, but after speaking, the other party became even more angry: "Fart! Look carefully!" As he spoke, he grabbed Huang Laizi by the collar and pressed him to look at the pot of braised hare, but he was too drunk to work hard Unsteady, he pressed half of the person's face into the basin, and when he picked it up to ask questions, Huang Laizi had oily soup on half of his face and collar, nodded his head like pounding garlic, and said, "I've seen it, I've seen it Yes, it's good!"

Only then did the strong men let Huang Laizi go, and the one next to him slapped him on the head, then slapped him crookedly, and shouted: "I tell you to talk nonsense!"

The other stopped immediately: "Hey, don't fight, is this a place where you can fight!"

Grandma Kou's small restaurant is only the size of two halls, and if there was a fight, they would have to demolish the house.

The other big men with colorful arms obviously wanted to go to one place, and they nodded and said yes.

The three rascals became even more panicked for a while. There was obviously something wrong with what these people said inside and outside. Could it be that there is still someone covering this humble small restaurant?

Huang Laizi was in a state of distress, but his mind was spinning quickly. He thought of the names of several gangs at once, his eyes glanced at the big blue dragon on the opponent's arm, and his heart skipped a beat.He just wanted to eat a rabbit for nothing. These big brothers wouldn't take him out to chop his fingers, would they? !

The more Huang Laizi thought about it, the more he lost, and he even felt a little wronged. He hurriedly took out the purse, "Brother, brother, it's because I have eyes that don't know Mount Tai, these..."

The guards were a little unhappy: "What do you mean!"

Huang Laizi suddenly remembered some gang rules and seemed unable to pay tribute directly, so he quickly put the money back into his bosom and said with a stiff neck, "It's nothing interesting, it was just a joke."

Guard: "You mean the rabbit, or us?"

Huang Laizi clasped his fists, thumbs up and down, trying to make a gesture he had heard before, afraid that the other party would not see him if he was too drunk, so he raised his hand forward and shook his thumb, looking expectant.

Guard: "..."

The guards had never seen such a bad fight.

You can't fight inside the house, but you can outside.

Several people glanced at each other, and put their arms on the shoulders of Huang Laizi and the three of them, "Your gesture is very interesting, let's go, brothers and sisters, go outside and have a chat."

Huang Laizi left with them happily, and before leaving, he straightened his satin robe and winked at the two brothers beside him.

Those two were also fools, so they didn't need to be "persuaded", and went directly to the alley outside.

The thick door curtain of the small restaurant fell with a "click", separating the wind, snow and sound outside.

It was quiet for a while.

The time Huang Laizi and others made trouble was too short, and they didn't disturb Grandma Kou who was cooking in the kitchen behind. She was still frying fish for Xie Jing's brothers, the oil pan was sizzling, and she didn't hear anything outside at all. sound.

While cleaning up the dishes on Huang Laizi's table, Li Yuan looked up at the door from time to time.

Not long after, the man came back.

It was one of Xie Jing's senior brothers who came back. After entering, he gave Li Yuan a small handful of silver dollars. Seeing that there were five or six dollars, Li Yuan was startled and refused to accept it. Said: "Take it, I 'talked' with them about the meal money of those people just now, and said that I already knew that I was wrong, and I will not make trouble again in the future. This money should be regarded as an apology."

Li Yuandao: "This is too much."

"Oh, they said they would close the table we ate today, and they were quite enthusiastic."

Li Yuan felt that it was too much to count, and was still hesitating.

The other party waved his hand and said, "Family, why are you being polite? By the way, grandma didn't hear it just now, right? If you didn't hear it, don't tell her. Grandma is getting old. Let her be at ease. Let's deal with it ourselves."

Seeing the other party like this, Li Yuan could only accept it.

This is too much money, and things are a bit troublesome, Li Yuanlue thought about it for a while, put the money in a small cloth bag and went to Xie Jing at night.

Xie Jing was on duty at night, and had just accompanied a team of people on duty around the mansion. He was warming his hands by the fire in the tea room, when he heard Li Yuan coming, he immediately went out to meet him.

Li Yuan was wearing a gray-blue thick cotton robe and a hat with ear protectors on his head. He was jumping on the spot with a plain face. When he saw Xie Jing, he immediately trotted over: "Xiao Xie!"

Xie Jing hurried over and asked, "Why did you come here suddenly? Something happened to grandma?"

Li Yuan shook his head, gave him a small cloth bag, and whispered what happened today, and said with a little worry: "If you don't want to hire another guy, I only need one yuan for my salary, and find someone with stronger strength. I was lucky to meet someone from the guards, and I am afraid that something will happen in the future."

Xie Jing weighed the purse and asked him, "Grandma knows?"

Li Yuandao: "I didn't tell grandma, and those senior brothers didn't let me tell, for fear that grandma would worry."

Xie Jing also meant the same, nodded and said: "You are right, you don't need to tell grandma about this, I will deal with it." He threw the small cloth bag back to Li Yuan, and said, "Take the money and convert it into braised goose One category, send some to the guards every three to five times, people on night duty tend to get sleepy at night, you can send hot soup, but no wine."

Li Yuan agreed, took the money and went back.

Xie Jing returned to the tea room, and before she could sit down, she saw Steward Sun standing inside waiting.

Steward Sun's name is Sun Fu, and he is in charge of many matters around Master Jiu in the East Court on weekdays. He can be regarded as a celebrity around Master Jiu. Many shops in the provincial government have a bunch of copper keys pinned to their waists, and they can be grasped inside and out.Master Jiu called him to be a steward, not a housekeeper, precisely because of his ability, otherwise he would not have left him to take care of the East Yard, and rest assured that he would stay in Heihe Winery for two years.

Steward Sun had been waiting for a while, and when he saw Xie Jing coming back, he hurriedly said, "Xiao Xie, come with me, Master Jiu is looking for you."

Xie Jing followed behind him and went to the east courtyard.

Steward Sun walked fast along the way, the copper keys on his waist clinking and jingling.

Xie Jing followed steadily, and his eyes fell on the bunch of keys. If he remembered correctly, there was a firewood inside the key. Steward Sun used a big lock back then, and he couldn't open it after a long time. , and later pried open the window with a piece of wood and ran out over the wall... It was a long time ago, but he has always been curious about what these keys on Guanshi Sun are for.

Steward Sun stopped in his tracks, but Xie Jing didn't pay attention, and almost bumped into him, so he quickly took two steps back.

Steward Sun looked back at him, and said with a smile: "I didn't pay attention, I will remind you next time, we don't keep anyone in Master Ninth's bedroom at night, and the night watchmen are all outside, and it's not convenient for me to go in, so you can go by yourself."

Xie Jing agreed, walked two steps and looked back at Guanshi Sun, curiously said: "Uncle Sun, are these keys on your waist real?"

Guanshi Sun didn't understand: "What?"

Xie Jing: "They said that you are in charge of Lord Jiu's private treasury, and there are many shops, including three pawnshops alone. Can this key open the treasury?"

Guanshi Sun said with a smile: "Who passed it on, where is there any treasury, just a few keys that are commonly used in the house, I don't think it's troublesome to look for, so I just hang it on my body."

Xie Jing's eyes fell on the key on his waist, and asked, "Is there a firewood room?"

"No, the woodshed is in charge of the small kitchen," Steward Sun said kindly, "Do you want the key to the woodshed? I'll give you one later."

Xie Jing shook her head: "No, I'm just curious."

Steward Sun laughed, just as if he was a young man, and he was extremely tolerant.

Xie Jing walked into the bedroom. The bedroom here is much bigger, and there are several rows of bookshelves outside. After walking in, a thick plush blanket was laid near the bed. Stepping on it with bare feet, the blanket was warmed by the earth dragon and was very comfortable.

Master Jiu was half lying on the bed reading a book. When he saw him come in, he greeted Xie Jing to approach him and flicked his forehead with his backhand, "Where did you go to play again? Manager Sun has been looking for you for a long time, and he was so scared that someone came back to me first." trip."

Xie Jing climbed onto the bed, sat cross-legged across from Master Jiu, and asked without answering, "Master, do you know what Steward Sun's bunch of keys are for? There really are no keys for the firewood room?"

"The firewood room? There shouldn't be any."

"That's really strange. I see... it seems that I saw Steward Sun ask someone to move some wood, and he opened the door himself. The lock is so big."

Xie Jing gestured to Master Jiu, and based on his memory, he roughly said the location. He didn't remember it very clearly, but it happened to be the first time he came to the Bai family in the provincial capital. .After hearing what he said, Lord Jiu thought for a moment, then laughed and said, "Where is the firewood house? It's golden nanmu brought from the south, and it's used for making furniture. I've been saving it for a year or two and I want to get it together later. It's all set." He raised his hand and rubbed Xie Jing's forehead, he played very lightly just now, but still left a slight mark, and now Master Jiu himself felt distressed looking at the red mark.

"So it's not a woodshed."

"Of course not, what's in there is the treasure on the top of my heart."

Xie Jing opened her mouth, but without saying a word, her face suddenly became hot.

He was also locked in there.

Isn't that...

Master Jiu noticed it, touched his cheek and earlobe, frowned and said, "Why is it so hot, did you catch the cold outside?"

Xie Jing shook her head, lowering her eyes, not daring to look at him.

In Master Jiu's eyes, this looked like a child who dared not admit that he had done something wrong, and felt guilty.But he couldn't bear to beat him, and he couldn't say anything, so he rubbed his head, divided the quilt into half, and wrapped him up: "It'll be all right after warming up for a while."

Xie Jing was not cold, but he was still obedient and covered it up. Master Jiu was not good at talking, so he continued to read the book.

Xie Jing sat there with her knees wrapped around the quilt, glanced at him secretly, and asked in a low voice, "Master, am I still sleeping here at night?"

Master Jiu nodded: "Well, I'll sleep after I read these two pages."

Xie Jing put her chin on her arm, tilted her head and didn't ask any more questions.

He also hoped in his heart that Master Jiu didn't hear clearly, and he could hang out here for a few more days, just a few days.

Maybe some time later, when he gets older, he will have to find another way to get into bed.

Day thinking, night dreaming.

Xie Jing had a dream that night, recalling the dusty past.

That was when he was just sent to the Bai family in the provincial capital by Cao Yunzhao. Master Cao was afraid that he would be wronged here, so he brought him a lot of things, food and clothing, enough for two years.

Xie Jing stood in the flower hall of the Bai family, with his pile of luggage behind him, which made him look small.

When Bai Jiuye looked at him, Xie Jing couldn't help avoiding him. He had been singing for a long time, and it stands to reason that he was used to being stared at on stage, but for some reason, only Bai Jiuye watched him. When he came over, he was terrified and couldn't help avoiding his sight, half-downcasting his eyes to hide.

This man is different from others.

It seems that when looking at him, a pair of eyes can tear off his clothes.

Xie Jing was extremely uncomfortable.

But Bai Jiuye was always polite and indifferent to other people, and sometimes he felt that his own thinking was wrong, and the other party was an honest gentleman, so how could he do what he thought.

Bai Jiuye was very polite to him, but he had to go downstairs to eat every day. Xie Jing accompanied him to eat like nothing. He just changed the environment and was very uncomfortable. He still missed Master Cao in his heart—Master Cao always smoked a lot I spend time studying drama with him. Although Xie Jing doesn't like singing very much, he is good at it. After talking together for a long time, I have a little confidence in my heart.

After all, it's something I'm good at, and Cao Yunzhao's small mansion is deserted, and it's all dressed in Western style, which is very relaxing.

It seems that after entering, "everyone is equal" as Cao Yunzhao said.

The Bai family's old house is completely the opposite, with extremely strict rules and regulations. Although it is also a return from overseas, it still maintains its original appearance.

Bai Jiuye would take the time to teach him how to read, and would let him stand aside and read the newspaper to review the results. Gradually, Xie Jing became less afraid of him. Instead, Master Jiu moved away a little first, and asked him to read the next article in a cold voice.

Xie Jing read newspapers to him for several months.

On that day, in the study, he accidentally knocked over the vase on the table, and hurriedly wiped it. His hands and Master Jiu were all stained with water. He knew that Master Jiu had always been a clean freak, so he became more and more flustered, so he wiped his body with his sleeve A few times: "Grandpa, I'll help you get a new one..."

Jiuye's body is not as cold as before, but hot.

Xie Jing was held by him, and she went down slowly, and heard Master Jiu asking in his ear, "Did you do this on purpose?"

Xie Jing opened his eyes wide, looked up, his eyes collided with Master Jiu, the other party's eyes darkened, the strength of his hand remained unchanged, he pressed his hand to the place that had already reacted, and asked again : "Did you do it on purpose?"

Xie Jing's body stiffened, trying to free his hand, but he didn't dare to hurt him. During the movement, Bai Jiuye groaned.

After that, it was out of control.

……

Xie Jing was reluctant, but for some reason, she couldn't resist.

The study seemed to be a tacit place for them.

Master Jiu wanted him a few times there, and Xie Jing's resistance from the beginning was gradually suppressed to the point where it was no longer a complete resistance.

Like a puppy sent to foster care by its owner, its teeth have not yet grown, and it took a few bites. The new owner only thought he was playing and let him mess around, and occasionally raised his hand to scratch with a smile. He chins, teasing him.

The study door was closed, but Xie Jing's eyes were still looking there, his teeth chattering nervously.

Master Jiu lowered his hands and slowly stroked along his waistline.

"No writing today."

Xie Jing breathed a sigh of relief, he was ticklish on his back, and really didn't want to guess what Jiu Ye wrote with his fingers.

Master Jiu took the rice paper and asked him to bite, leaned over and approached his ear from behind and said in a hoarse voice: "Be good, don't let go of your bite, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back my strength today."

In early winter, Master Jiu's fingertips were slightly cool, but his palms were hot.

Hot and cold.

As soon as Xie Jing was touched by his fingers, mist appeared in his eyes, and he let out a muffled snort.

Because he couldn't speak, the voice he tried to keep down was a little nasal, and it was even more provocative.

Master Jiu scratched his throat and laughed softly: "Good boy."

Xie Jing begged in a low voice when he was most critical: "Master, I want to go out and have a look outside."

"You can do anything you want, but this is not allowed."

It is obvious that he looks weaker, but Xie Jing is in a dream, but she clearly knows that Master Jiu is the one who is afraid to hold on tightly. The hand on his shoulder dare not use force, and the tip of the finger that is propped on the table is dead. Whitening due to excessive use.

……

With the last trace of restraint, Xie Jing broke free from the lingering dream.

When he woke up, it was already daylight, there was no one around him, he stretched out his hand to touch, the bed was cold, Jiu Ye had been up for a while.

He lay down on the bed in a relaxed manner, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, closed his eyes, and exhaled slowly.

After waiting for a long time, I finally suppressed the impulse in the morning without soiling the bedding.

When Xie Jing got up to open the window for ventilation, he was absent-mindedly thinking about what would happen a few years later. He became famous very early. If I remember correctly, Cao Yunzhao will organize several theater joint performances in midsummer this year. He also met Cao Yunzhao there. Young master Cao's carefree life will take another two years at most before he will be arrested by his family and sent to study abroad, and he was also sent to the White House at the age of 17.

There are more than two years.

Xie Jing stood in front of the window looking at the yard, and also at the familiar and slightly thin figure in the yard, thinking about the past, and also thinking about the present.