Chapter 94 Self-humiliation

, cough! What are you talking about? So happy?" Master Lin coughed. He staggered in and looked at Wu Xiang. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. Even looking at Lin Jinrong felt more pleasing than usual.

Lin Jinrong got up and gave up his seat and poured him a cup of tea: "I'm talking about Yang Mo."

"Yang Mo?" Master Lin only saw Yang Mo twice, and he couldn't remember this person. After thinking about it for a long time, a vague face came to his mind, and he asked Wu Xiang, "Is it your uncle's family?"

Wu Xiang smiled and nodded: "Exactly."

Master Lin San touched the moustache on his lips and turned his eyes twice: "I remember she used to live in your house in the past?" Wu Xiang nodded again: "My mother has no daughter. She loves her very much and often takes her home."

When Wu Xiang talked about Yang Mo, his expression was happy and his tone was intimate. Master Lin San saw it clearly and hurriedly knocked sideways and said, "I remember that she and A Rong are about the same age. Although it is not very far from Jiangnan to Pingzhou, it is not close. Her little girl goes back and forth. Isn't it She often lives in your house, and her parents are willing to do it? In fact, what he wants to ask is, has Yang Mo been married? Will it be ordered for Wu Xiang to add a kiss?

What's wrong? He inexplicably paid so much attention to the private affairs of the little girl. When Wu Xiang saw Master Lin San's eyes, he broke the casserole and asked to the end. He didn't like it. He frowned and said perfunctorily, "1 It's okay." Master Lin asked again, "Is she still coming to your house this time?" Wu Xiang was even more impatient: "I don't know."

Lin Jinrong was busy: "Dad" and mother are here. Let's have dinner?" Master Lin's education since he was a child is this, but he is not like this today. He is unprecedentedly interested in Wu Xiang. Sometimes he asks this, sometimes he asks that, and he also persuades Wu Xiang to eat, and the meaning of flattering him is too clear. Dow looked at him several times, but he didn't feel anything.

Wu Xiang was used to being praised and paid attention to in the past. At first, he didn't feel anything, but Master Lin San did it too obviously. Then he felt a little strange to Lin Jinrong and Tao's awkward expressions. He hurriedly ate a few bites and put his chopsticks. He excused that he was full and got up

Master Lin San didn't realize it at all and told Tao, "It's time to grow bones. Why don't you eat so much? Isn't it stomachless? You ask him what he likes to eat"

I'm trying to get it for him anyway.

Tao didn't know what he was thinking. He instinctively thought that he was to please Xinke Xieyuan, so he frowned and said, "The conditions were already difficult on the way, and the people on his stove followed him. Everything he could do has been done. What else can he do? If he says he wants to eat fresh fish and live shrimp, where do you ask me to give it to him?

Master Lin San raised his eyebrows and said, "Woves, what do you know?! Even if you can't change it, what if you ask? Will he be so ignorant?"

His voice was not small, and he was not afraid of what the servants of the Lin family outside heard at all. "The Tao was extremely bored, but he couldn't shit get rid of it, so he asked Gong's mother: "Go and ask what Wu Ershao likes to eat, and give him another idea."

Master Lin San was satisfied. He glanced at Lin Jinrong, who was buried in the meal, and said to Tao with heart, "That's right." It's always good to pay more attention. I have to talk to him about poetry later, so as not to feel lonely on the way. He also said that Lin Shenzhi: "Don't just eat, and learn from your second brother Wu..." Choosing a son-in-law is a scholar. Wu Xiang, a scholar, must be able to get it. If you get this son-in-law, do you dare to look down on him?

Lin Shenzhi swallowed a mouthful of rice with a bowl and answered listlessly: "Oh.

When Tao saw Lin Shenzhi like this, he couldn't help staring at Master Lin with disgust and wanted to say that you had any right to talk about poetry with others? But I was afraid of quarreling and telling jokes to outsiders, so I had to put up with it.

Talking about poetry? Can't he see that Wu Xiang is impatient with all kinds of contempt and perfunctory towards him?

Lin Jinrong suddenly felt powerless. He sighed heavily and suddenly felt full, and the remaining half of the bowl of rice could not be eaten.

But he said that Wu Xiangxing went outside and saw Lin Shiquan with a big bowl and several custollors sitting outside at a small square table for dinner, so he came forward and asked, "Aquan, why don't you go in and have breakfast with us?"

Lin Shiquan smiled and said, "I have something to do. I'm afraid of disturbing you to eat, so I didn't go in." No one likes to be picky. He doesn't want to hang around in front of Master Lin San. On the issue of eating, who should I not eat with?

Wu Xiang thought of Master Lin's difficult energy, and couldn't help showing a smile from a leader: "Then eat slowly and eat more." Then he winked at the dyeing ink who was squatting aside to eat: "1 Take out some chestnut cake and hibiscus cake for me, and then make a pot of good tea."

Ran Moqi said, "Young master, aren't you full? But the food doesn't suit your stomach.

Wu Xiang nodded: "Yes, it's too bad."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Gong's mother laugh behind him and said, "Second young master, my wife asked the old slave to ask you what you want to eat, so that people can do it differently."

Wu Xiang still understood this worldly. He quickly turned around and smiled and said, "No, Aunt Xie is pregnant. I'm full, I'm full."

The manure mother advised, "You're welcome..."

Wu Xiang quickly waved his hand: "You're welcome, you're welcome. I just want to eat some chestnut cake. I have it in my car.

The manure mother had no choice but to say a few more polite words and went to get Tao's reply.

Wu Xiang got into his car, fell on the cushion, reached out to take the chestnut cake handed over by the dyed ink, and took a sip.

Ran Mo said strangely, "Young master, I saw that my sister-in-law Fang made crispy bone fish for you. Why don't you think it's delicious?" The young master was so tricky that he was used to eating Fang's sister-in-law's food at home. When he went out this time, his wife specially asked his sister-in-law Fang to cook his favorite food for him. Sister-in-law Fang made enough preparations before going out. If he didn't even eat that, he really couldn't

Wu Xiang said depressedly, "It's not that it's not delicious, it's that I can't eat it."

Dyeing ink is even more strange: "Why?"

Wu Xiang said, "I can't eat someone's face. "It's so noisy." "I'm asking everything." Ran Mo has followed him since he was a child. He was quite naughty, so he made him happy: "Let the little guess who it is? Ah, is this it?" He stretched out three thumbs.

Wu Xiang smiled and kicked over: "Go, go, son of a bitch, nonsense." In the past, he only heard the elders in his family say how Master Lin San was not good. Now it seems that he is not good, but he can't look at people's eyes. It's so annoying. Thanks to Lin Jinrong's sister and brother, they are not as unpleasant as him.

Ran Mo saw his expression and knew that he was right, so he said, "If the young master doesn't like to eat with his family, he will say that he is tired at night. He should stay in the room to rest and avoid meals. Mrs. Lin San will let Mrs. Fang's sister-in-law do it for you separately. Well, what to eat is not your word?"

Wu Xiang kicked him gently again: "Little son of a bitch, don't you know about me? Do you want me to teach you?" Dyeing ink exaggeratedly poured into the carriage and shouted, "Young master, please be gentle."

"Cough" nephew, lonely on the way, let's just discuss whose poetry do you like...

..." "Master Lin San hasn't arrived yet, and the voice has arrived.

Is it over? Wu Xiang threw the chestnut cake in his hand out of the window impatiently and shouted, "1 The car is stuffy. I want to ride a horse." He got out of the car and completely ignored Master Lin San. He folded his body and walked in the other direction. He shouted, "Din Mo" Ran Mo, come and prepare a horse for the young master!"

Master Lin San stood in a daze for a moment. It was hot from under his neck, and his face turned red. He only felt that the servants standing around him were looking at him with strange eyes, so he shook his sleeves fiercely and rushed to his car angrily. What is it? If you take the exam, you will only have two or two weights all over your body? Things that are not respected!

Wu Xiang saw clearly" He breathed a sigh of relief, laughed, and beat the horse and went forward, which attracted a group of custodians of the Lin family to catch up. It's almost the same as killing him if he is always a waste like Master Lin. It's better to offend enough at once to save trouble in the future.

When Tao heard Gong's mother said this, he felt that Master Lin deserved his own humiliation, and felt a little uncomfortable to lose face: "This child is also too arrogant. He has no room at all, no mercy, which is really embarrassing." No matter how bad Master Lin is, he should not give him face in front of his servants. This is not to give face to the Lin family, and she will have no face. Dow's heart is a little faint, and he just wants to bring people to the ground smoothly.

Gong's mother advised with a dry smile, "Madam" he is still young and usually only knows how to read. Why do you have to argue with him?" Don't care." Dow shook his head gently, and his mood became more and more depressed: "My family is not as good as others, and I can't blame others for being looked down on. I don't look at the face of the Wu family, but also the face of my sister-in-law.

Lin Jinrong leaned against the corner and looked out of the window, speechless for a moment.

In the evening, everyone stopped to rest and the food was ready. Tao ordered someone to invite Wu Xiang to dinner. Wu Xiang really ordered to plead guilty, saying that he was tired and wanted to rest in the room. Master Lin snorted coldly, and Tao vaguely understood what was going on in his heart. He simply asked someone to do another one and send it to his room, so he stopped asking about his affairs.

Lin Jinrong only felt indescribably tired and lay down early after dinner. When I woke up, it was already Tianguang. He went to set the table as usual and asked Litchi to invite Wu Xiang to dinner. When Litchi came back, he whispered, "Wu Ershao got up early and has already eaten."

Master Lin San's face sanned again. He sneered and said strangely, "Your sister-in-law's nephew is really tall and looks down on us. What is it! I'd like to see what he will look like in the end. Is the talent amazing? Talent and no virtue are not a thing as usual.

Tao was silent, took a chicken leg to Lin Shenzhi, and told him, "Eat well and grow up quickly."

Lin Jinrong finished eating first and got up to see if the servants had packed up all the small pieces of her and Tao's personal use into the car. After the inspection, I saw Litchi handing over a book: "Girl, this is what Wu Er Shao asked the maidservant to give you, saying that it was the travel note you wanted. It was turned out last night, but you are already asleep... If you want to see something else, remember to tell him. Lin Jinrong weighed the book, was silent for a long time, smiled, and handed it to Litchi casually: "You put it away for me. I asked you again when I wanted to read it." What's the matter? It's better to let nature take its course.