Chapter 23 I only know the benefits of money

It's also strange to say that Xue Qianwu and Dongfang Biren often sit together like this, thinking about each other, and the sense of tacit understanding becomes more and more.

Xue Qianwu sometimes thinks anxiously, but he doesn't understand how two people who are far apart can be so similar. To be honest, although Xue Qianwu established Shuihu Xianzhai, he did not regard it as a career in his heart, but a pure sense of responsibility and mission, which seemed to make the life of nothingness have some value.

Occasionally, she will have wonderful ideas. If she treats her love with Dongfang as a profession, she will never get tired of it, never resign, and will not fire Dongfang.

With the first sleep mode, it will be much more natural in the future.

Dongfang Biren took off his shoes and socks and slept with his clothes. Xue Qianwu also lay down, laughed for a while, and pulled his hands. Look at me and I look at you. I guess it was a dormant point. Before Xue Qianwu got out of bed, Dongfang Biren was like a drunk, pretending to be unintentionally, put the arm on her waist, and then showed a peaceful and beautiful sleeping face.

Xue Qianwu was afraid of alarming him and did not move his body. He looked at him greedily and slowly fell asleep in enjoyment.

Ten days passed in a flash. That morning, Xue Qianwu accompanied Dongfang Ye to be busy in the post hall. A bodyguard came over and reported to Dongfang Biren: "The former No. 100 servants of Gaofu have been driven out of Yanlan City, and the location of the flow is unknown. Only a scarred old woman was found by the river at the foot of the Yam Mountain, and her body was equipped with the emblem of the high mansion.

Dongfang Biren's expression condensed: "Where is that woman? Bring her here quickly."

It didn't take long for the bodyguard to lead an old woman with white temples. The old woman's mind was a little abnormal, and her legs and feet seemed to be disabled. She just kept reading: "Fire... What a big fire... Burn a lot of people..."

Dongfang Biren felt different and took her hand and asked, "Mom, please slow down... and think about it carefully, when did the fire in Gaofu start? How did it burn?"

The old woman shook her head in horror and still repeated the same words.

Xue Qianwu and Dongfang Biren looked at each other and proposed to say, "Her spirit must have been stimulated, and it is difficult to calm down for a moment. Temporarily put her in a safe place and treat her well. Every day when I take a nap, I went to sing a lullaby for her. When she recovers from her injury and her mood eases, it should be fine.

Dongfang Biren nodded and said to the guard, "There is also an idle room at the east end of the post hall. It's quiet there and let her live there.

The guard looked embarrassed and said hesitantly, "Your Excellency, that's your bedroom."

"I can't care so much..." Dongfang Biren said with other meanings, "When did you see me live there?"

Xue Qianwu's face turned red. The bodyguard suppressed his smile, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. He had followed Master Dongfang for many years and had never seen him be so reckless. Although the master and the bandit goddess beggar are affectionate, after all, they are not suitable to get too close.

Finally, he didn't say anything, and the bodyguard turned around.

There are two more people left. Dongfang Biren smiled and said, "Can you sing and hypnosis?"

"As soon as the words come to your mouth, they become professional and profound..." Xue Qianwu said anxiously, "I will also have some gentle tunes, such as lullaby. I can't take them out and entertain myself."

Dongfang Biren said, "That's not necessarily the same. Sometimes such an incompetent classic can happen to have an unexpected effect like a folk prescription.

Xue Qianwu smiled happily and pulled him to act coquettishly, "I'll use this to coax you to sleep every night!"

Unexpectedly, Dongfang Biren slapped his palm: "That's good. I'm waiting for you!"

Xue Qianwu looked at him and couldn't speak for a long time. He always felt that he had fallen into a gentle trap and got on a warm thief boat.

At lunch, Xue Qianwu did not return to the village, because Dongfang Biren closed the door and must leave her to eat in the post hall.

Xue Qianwu frowned and said, "You can't cook. Go to the street and buy it. It's a waste. Pay more money! You don't know, when I was a student, because I didn't have enough living expenses, every time I worked hard to buy food, I always wanted to take advantage of the gap and shorten other people's meal money! As soon as I mentioned buying food, I had a headache, as if I had returned to such difficult years. I was so shy that I just wanted to hit the wall!"

"When I was a student?" Dongfang Biren frowned and said, "Have you really been to school? I thought your talent for crooked poetry was self-tooked!"

Xue Qianwu braked sharply and leaked again. She is already different enough. She must not talk about the time travel, otherwise they must think that a psychopath has run out in the blue sky and day! What a disgrace to Mr. Dongfang!

After thinking about it, Xue Qianwu said, "What I just said was a dream! When I was a child, I suffered a lot of money and made a lot of money difficulties, so I was a girl who got into money. I only knew the benefits of money and didn't know the disadvantages of money. I like money and cherish it! Sometimes I dream of some yearning scenes, such as the one just mentioned in school, and I will always add the money factor without knowing it!"

Dongfang Biren held her hand and said pitifully, "You have suffered too much. Come and eat with me in the future."

Xue Qianwu's tears came out, from childhood to age, from past life to this life, these are the most beautiful words she can remember.

After a long pause, he replied, "This sentence is enough. It is said that rich people are easy to deviate from their original intention and do some treacherous things, so the world has a mentality of hating the rich. But you let me see the exception. At the peak of power, you can still be detached, like the outstanding lotus, which comes out of the mud... It seems that money has ruined people, but the lack of faith of some people.

Dongfang Biren sighed: "Sometimes I feel powerless, and there are too many people struggling in the sea of suffering. What I have done is far from enough... But compared with happiness, my weight may not be as many ordinary people."

"That's because you have worries. If you have deep thoughts, you will be worried. If you have many worries, you will be sad. They are all the same." Xue Qianwu whispered.

"Yes, when I was a child, my biggest dream was to hang a pot to help the world and relieve the pain of the world, but in the end, I went to politics..." Dongfang Biren fell into meditation and suddenly asked with expectation, "Will you cherish me as much as you love money?"

Xue Qianwu was a little embarrassed: "How vulgar it should be to love you like that."

Dongfang Biren clenched her hand and said softly, "But that's the most primitive and real."

Xue Qianwu smiled and teased him, "Okay, I'll take you as my money!" Unless I spend you out myself, I will be anxious with whoever robs me!"

Dongfang Biren wanted to smile, but his face stiffened and said, "My money is different! You can't spend it. You have to store me like a miser until you die, take me to the tomb, and continue to use it for the next life. You will never worry about it!"

Xue Qianwu smiled with tears and said, "If one day the situation forces me to jump over the wall, what should I do if I spend you out?"

Dongfang Biren hugged her, raised her face and said, "Even if you spend it, I will secretly go back to your treasury."

Xue Qianwu's eyes were half confused and seemed to wake up like a dream: "It is said that men in love are poets and women are fools. After falling out of love, women become poets. It seems that you and I can't escape fate.

Dongfang Biren looked at her sadly and buried his head on her shoulder and said, "Aren't we all right? You are not disappointed in love, don't you look like a poet now? You are a well-recognized poet, and you are more authentic than me!"

Xue Qianwu thought for a moment and said bullshit, "Then I'm a stupid poet!"

With tears and laughter, the bodyguard pushed the door open and bumped in. Seeing Dongfang holding the bandit goddess, his expression was shocked and complicated for a moment, and he was stunned there.

Xue Qianwu's heart suddenly softened, rushing out of the eastern arms, and lowered his head with red ears.

It's really a worldly report. Not long ago, where did she catch the eunuch's sinner concubine? Although, this situation is not the same as the other scene.

"What's the matter?" Dongfang Biren coughed.

The bodyguard also lowered his head and said, "The porridge has been cooked. What dishes should I prepare?" Still as usual?"

Dongfang Biren came and down, and finally seemed to make up his mind: "Don't worry about it, just wait for dinner." After saying that, he pulled up Xue Qianwu and said, "Come with me and see if I show my hand."

Xue Qianwu's eyes are round again, and the immortal brother cooks?!

The bodyguard panicked and knelt down and said, "I can't... Madam has been keeping you away from these cheap jobs. If she knew, she would scold us."

Dongfang Biren said lightly, "If you don't say it, who will know? I made it for her."

Xue Qianwu knows that his "she" specifically refers to himself. The smiling face was full of happiness. Regardless of shame, he took Dongfang's arm and shouted happily, "I'm willing to let you cook. Why don't you eat it yourself if it's made by the guard brother? Let's eat it by our mother. What do you think?

Dongfang Biren praised with a smile, "It's the best idea!"

The guard is stunned. No way, Dongfang has a woman and forgets his servant?

The feeling of being isolated has never been. The bodyguard couldn't help but be anxious and shouted, "Even if the food made by adults is salty and difficult to swallow, it is as bitter as coke, and my subordinates will support it!" Please, Master Dongfang, don't abandon the little one!"

Xue Qianwu heard the call behind him and said to Dongfang with a smile, "Not only the people rely on you, but also your subordinates rely on you!" You have been given to so many people in the world, and there is only a few pieces of meat left for me.

Dongfang Biren patted her on the forehead: "My heart is yours. The heart is yours, and the soul is yours. I'm just doing things for you, because even if all the meat is given to you, you will definitely give everyone a piece of the pie like me. So, how many taels of meat can you give me?"

Xue Qianwu stuck out his tongue as a grimace and said in surprise, "Don't learn well!" I have such a little sophistry. If you learn it, how can I do it?