Don't go to the flower

Chapter 86 Old Beggar 1

Lu Mengji smiled. This man is really awkward and cute. Every time he always makes trouble like a little daughter-in-law, but he turns around and whispers for peace. No matter how much he complains in his heart, he can't get angry.

"You have already said that, and there will be no trouble for you in the future. I just hope not to be annoyed," Lu Mengji covered up the secret smile in his heart, put aside the velvet blanket on his body, and stood beside Lin Daimo. Lin Daimo subconsciously took a step back and rubbed/rubbed his eyes abnormally.

Before Lu Mengjian could ask questions, he heard a sound of footsteps in the corridor. There was no need to look at it, but she knew that it was Liu's mother. Only she could take small steps as quickly and regularly. Lu Mengjian heard her stop at the door of the room, so he hurried out of the study and saw Liu's mother sweating with heat.

"Mo. Liu, what's so urgent? Look at you!" Lu Mengji took out a handkerchief and gently wiped Liu's forehead a few times. Liu's mother calmed down and pointed helplessly to the direction of the door.

"I don't know where an old beggar came from. He lay at our gate all morning. At two o'clock, he pitifully gave a few buns to send him away, but he sat directly at the door. It's not easy for us to kick him out. At present, the sun is getting more and more poisonous. If he has something wrong at our door, it will be our business." Liu's mother remembered the rogue appearance and was itching. "There was no way, so I invited the housekeeper Zhang to come out again. As a result, the old beggar insisted on going out. , I have something important to talk to the head of the family.

"What a big deal I think," Lu Mengji smiled bitterly, "but it's enough to give some sweetness."

"Who said no, but the old beggar seemed to have magical power and talked for a long time at the door, saying that the feng shui of our house is easy to raise people, and even your daughter's name is not bad! He also said..." Liu's mother lowered her voice when she said this. In a blink of an eye, she saw Lin Daimo come out of the study, so she turned around and said, "Well, I'm afraid that those old beggars are all charians. What they say is really countless, and they still have to be kicked out."

Lu Mengzhen was suspicious when he heard that how an old beggar could have such a great magic power. Only the people in the family knew her name and surname, and how could outsiders know it? So he couldn't help asking, "What else did he say?"

Liu's mother looked at Lin Daimo and saw that his face was dull, so she relaxed herself. Then she said the previous words, "He said that his wife was originally rich and noble, not native to our Pulan City, but I didn't hear the rest clearly."

This person knows that Lu Mengji is not a local person, and he must also know about other backgrounds. Lu Mengji occupies this body in vain and is most afraid of being recognized by his relatives. After all, although his appearance has not changed much, his soul has long been owned by his deceased. After thinking for a short while, Lu Mengji smiled as usual, "This person is interesting. It's good to go out and have a look."

Liu's mother helped Lin Daimo, and the three of them slowly walked to the gate, and they heard the noise of the door from afar. Unexpectedly, the old beggar had a good voice of a co-singing storyteller, and the world was wide, so he simply sat at the door and told a story. After listening to a few words, he let go of his work and listened attentively.

At this moment, she was talking about a female thief breaking into the prime minister's mansion at night. She didn't want to be crooked but promote a marriage. The old beggar was as beautiful as she had seen with her own eyes. Even Lu Mengjian couldn't help but feel wonderful in her heart after listening to it.

The story stopped abruptly. When the old beggar saw Lu Mengjian coming, he did not get up to meet him, but leaned against the door and squinted his eyes.

Lu Mengji was not angry. He moved two chairs and placed Lin Daimo to sit down. Instead, he bowed down and held the old beggar to the chair and sat down. Then he looked at it carefully.

The old beggar's face was wrinkled, and an old face was tanned black and brown. Perhaps because he had not washed his face for many days, he was surrounded by a thick layer of black putty around his facial features. A gray hair was messy on the top of his head, and there were even strands of hair at the top of his hair. From time to time, the old beggar raised his hand and scratched his scalp, twisting the lice from his scalp, which made Lu Mengjie frightened. A long coat that can't be seen in plain color, and there is still a small piece of gray cotton on the sleeves. It is thought that the winter shirt has been worn for a long time, and the cotton inside has long fallen off, so it has been worn until now.

Liu's mother looked at the old beggar's clothes and felt very pitiful. It could be seen that Lu Mengjian gave the clean wooden chair at home to the dirty beggar. It was inevitable that there were pimples in his heart, but it was difficult to say. Seeing that the black hand buttoned his nostrils and touched them on the chair, she couldn't help pulling Lu Mengjian's sleeves. .

Lu Mengjian felt disgusted, but when he thought that he might be able to solve the mystery of his life, he was still patient and told him to make tea and pour water. After all the etiquette, he smiled and said, "I heard that uncle wants to see our master. Now our master is here. I don't know what's the important thing?"

The old beggar glanced at Lin Daimo, skimmed the corners of his mouth disdainfully, cleared his throat and said, "I won't look for him."

"You are really rude. Our young master is the head of the family. If you don't look for him, who will you look for!" Liu's mother really didn't like the way he leaned on the old seller's nose, and saw him look down on Lin Daimo. She knew that he looked down on the young master's blindness, but she really couldn't say this in front of Lin Daimo, so she stared at the old beg'er with hatred, "I think you just want to eat free food to make up some lies and deceive my young master's wife!"

"Mom Liu, don't worry, take a cup of tea to relieve the heat," Lu Mengji was eager to talk from the old beggar, so he hurriedly stopped Liu's mother and let the old beggar rub around on the chair.