Chapter 42 Rogue

After applying the egg white, the pain in his hand eased a lot. Qingzi gradually came to his senses and saw the master crying in a blink of an eye, "Master, the drawings have been burned..."

Liu's hard-won relief face suddenly turned green, and the corners of his mouth trembled with anger, and he was about to get angry again.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a drawing. Just draw another one. The most important thing is that people are fine, and people are fine." Lu Mengjian hurriedly settled the scene, pressed Qingzi on the seat, took out a handkerchief to dry the tears on his face. The original clean handkerchief suddenly turned black. Lu Mengjian only didn't see it and stuffed it back into his sleeve. .

"But this drawing is gone, what about the stove?" Liu Blacksmith rubbed a pair of big hands awkwardly and looked at Qingzi's painful expression. He was distressed and angry, and finally suppressed the anger in his heart again.

"Master Liu, you probably still remember some of the appearance on the drawings. Why don't you prepare the required materials in these two days and send them to me after drawing the drawings in two days? What do you think?" Lu Mengji has never dealt with a craftsman before, but he also knows that he will not suffer losses if he treats people politely.

When this happened, Liu Blacksmith thought that the other party would be angry, but the other party still greeted him with a smile and even deliberately excused the troublemaker. He was even more sorry. Instead, he added a little respect for the woman in front of him. "I still remember the appearance, but I can't remember anything else, so please bother the lady to draw another picture. Paper, just let me run errands to get it back.

Lu Mengjia couldn't hear the change in the tone of the blacksmith's tone, and still said with a smile, "But I sent a drawing by myself. Why bother the child? What's more, he was injured in his hand. I'm afraid it will take a few days to keep it, and many things on the drawings have not been made clear to the master."

"That's really annoying, madam," Liu's blacksmith said respectfully, "I don't know what to call my wife, and it's easy to recognize when she comes to pick up the goods."

"My husband's surname is Lin," Lu Mengji couldn't help thinking about the name for the first time in ancient times, but he didn't know how to answer it to be decent, so he thought about such a sentence for a long time. He was still hesitant to report his name, and he heard Liu Blacksmith answer with a smile.

"Ha, it turned out to be Mrs. Lin. There don't seem to be many families surnamed Lin in Pulan City, but there is a family surnamed Lin here. There is a stone record at home, but it is very famous, but it's a pity that the management is not good. Now it's closed," Liu Blacksmith said with a sigh.

"My husband's family lives in the countryside, which is not as big gatekeepers." Lu Mengzhen didn't expect that even a blacksmith knew so much about the gossip in the city and quickly changed the topic, but he became more curious about the Lin family. Judging from Lin Daimo's performance that time, this stone is probably close to him, but he wanted to listen to it. , the topic has already turned elsewhere.

"It turns out that Mrs. Lin lives in the countryside, but looking at her words and deeds, she is more like a woman." Although Liu is a rough man, he flattered him but did not lose others.

It was not easy to explain the size of the materials and walked out of the iron shop. Lu Mengji was relieved. The scene was really thrilling. Now in retrospect, he was still a little afraid, but nothing big happened, otherwise Lu Mengji would have felt guilty about the child's affairs for the rest of his life.

Lu Mengji touched the bulging purse in his arms, and his inner satisfaction arose spontaneously. Liu blacksmith felt that Lu Mengjian saved Qingzi and refused to accept the deposit. Lu Mengjian stuffed half of the silver and was chased back.

It was still early. Lu Mengjie's affairs were settled and he was not in a hurry to go home, so he strolled along the street. At this time, the street was much more lively than in the morning, and there were many stalls selling snacks and gadgets along the street, which looked very novel. Lu Mengjie looked at it for a while and had a few more bags of food in his hand.

I can't imagine that there are more ancient snacks than modern snacks. Although they are not as beautiful as modern ones, they taste very delicious, and every bite is prepared by hand, which is by no means that modern people do not hesitate to use various additives to taste.

He ran to the shed and spent a few penny to eat a bowl of hot Yangchun noodles. The noodles were silky and refreshing, and the soup was fresh. Maybe he was hungry. Lu Mengzhi only felt that it was even more beautiful than those shredded pork noodles in broth. After drinking the last mouthful of soup and touching his round stomach, Lu Mengji was still a little unfinished.

As she strolled out of the city, she happened to see a stall selling meat on the roadside. Lu Mengjian suddenly remembered that when she entered the city that day, Aunt Li looked at the pork hanging in the butcher shop with an embarrassed face. She planned to buy a piece of pork and go home that day, but she was disturbed by some chores and forgot about cutting meat.

After cutting the pork, Lu Mengji simply bought some fine noodles and some miscellaneous objects needed for peace days. He also added two small stools for his home, hired a donkey-pulling flat cart, and transported them back to Shita Village.

The last time I pulled back some seedlings with a carriage, the bicycle fee cost dozens of yuan. Aunt Li said for several days, and Lu Mengjian also became worried and chose a donkey cart that was much cheaper than the carriage, which saved more than a dozen yuan at once. Although Lu Mengjie doesn't care about the savings of these more than a dozen articles, as far as the current life is concerned, there is no harm in saving some money.

Lin Daimo hasn't gone home yet, and Li Dazhuang's family didn't know where he was going. Lu Mengji had to slowly carry everything out of the car, but the two bags were really heavy for her. When she put the bag on the ground, she almost sprained her waist.

The driver who drove the flatbed car saw that there was no one at home, and only Lu Mengjian was the only one to carry it. It was inevitable that he would have evil intentions to help move things, but his eyes stared at Lu Mengjian constantly. Seeing Lu Mengjian bent down, he followed him with both hands dishonestly.

Although Lu Mengjian bent down, his eyes were always paying attention to the driver behind him. Seeing that he was dishonest, he quickly drew an arc and dodged his body deftly. Just as he was about to harden his face, he suddenly heard an angry shout behind him.

The driver was originally happy to see the color. Seeing that Lu Mengjian was just dodging, he was more bold. A pair of rough hands still stretched out to Lu Mengjian, and his long black and thin face was full of evil smiles.

"Clean your hands and feet!"

When he was about to get it, he was shocked by the sudden sound behind him. The driver's hand trembled, took the opportunity to lift two wooden stools, and turned his head innocently. However, his face was really ugly. Even if he pretended to be innocent again, it still looked extremely ugly.

"husband, you're back," Lu Mengji's originally stiff face suddenly filled with a smile, dodged the slightly awkward driver, ran to Lin Daimo's side and took his arm affectionately. Lin Daimo's expression was indifferent, but gently patted her hand to show comfort.

"Oh, it turned out that the owner came back. I think it was very difficult for my wife to take these things by herself, so she wanted to help her remove things from the car." The driver saw that Lin Daimo was thin and weak, but he looked like a white-faced scholar, and he was bound to be powerless. Instead, he calmed down and slowly put the wooden stool in his hand on the ground.

Lin Daimo felt disgusted when he saw the rhubarb teeth. He blushed when he saw him telling lies to his face. He was even more disgusted and waved his hand with a strong disgust. "Okay, I don't need your help here. There should be nothing else in the car. Go away."

But the driver curled his lips and smiled, "Madam, the fare hasn't been paid yet, 50 cents." After saying that, he took a few steps in front of Lu Mengji, completely ignoring Lin Daimo's murderous eyes.

"It's not an agreed 30wen, why is there another 20wens now?" Lu Mengzhi avoided Lin Daimo in disgust, frowned and looked coldly at the ferocious carman.

"At the beginning, it was just the money for the car, but I just helped my wife drive the car and moved things, which also took a lot of time, otherwise I could earn 180 yuan. Just now, when I was moving things, I was shocked by my husband again, and now my heart is still pounding." The driver bit the two people who were weak and easy to bully, and in addition, he saw the thin skin and tender flesh of the scholar. He wanted to come home and not to be poor, so he decided to swore the two people fiercely.

"Well, if you don't do something wrong, why don't you be afraid of ghosts? Besides, the dead's heart will naturally not beat again. I said that if you feel like this handlebar style, if your heart is beating, it certainly has nothing to do with us when you leave our village and dig out your heart, but it's really useless to keep a black heart. I'm afraid even the dog will dislike it if you take it out and feed the dog. " Lu Mengjian was used to sarcasm with his best friends. Today, as soon as he heard this, he took out his fangling ability to look at home and directly choked the driver's face.

"Madam is really vicious. She curses people to die. It seems that she can't rely on this account today," the driver put away the smile on his face, and his old face looks more gloomy.

"This is what you said. I just questioned what you moved for me. Unexpectedly, the tiger opened his mouth and wanted more than 20 penny." Lu Mengji also stood up, regardless of Lin Daimo pulling aside, and became more serious with the driver.

"What did you move? You still have the face to ask. Look, there is flour and bench on the floor. You ask me what I moved for you so many things. An old man has worked hard all his life to drive a car and has never seen such an unreasonable person as my wife. The old man half buried his body in the loess and had to help carry these things. He almost flashed the old waist and helped people worriedly. In the end, he complained like this. It was just for 20 cents of labor, but he was cursed by this girl to let me die..." With that, the driver actually sat down. The ground began to cry, crying as if he had suffered a great grievance.

At this time, except for some lazy men and women, most of the labor at home went to work. Women who stay at home all day can't wait to watch the bustle every day. Now when they hear this cry, they quickly come out with their children to watch, standing far and close to more than a dozen people.

The driver saw the villagers standing aside and pointing, crying a little louder, and even squeezed out a few drops of turbid tears from the corners of his eyes, and the scolding became more and more energetic. Later, he said nonsense. Lu Mengjian couldn't wait to step forward and kick him a few times, but was pulled by Lin Daimo.