Splendid peasant girl busy farming

6378 - He is a special case
Even if Master Qiku had been imprisoned, he did not dare to be disrespectful. This kind of strong man usually has a strong enough background. He is just a small shrimp, so there is no need to offend him.

Small people also have the survival wisdom of small people, especially those in prisons, who have the most basic ability to observe words and expressions.

After a while, the soldier really found a glass of clear water and stuffed it into the room through the window.

In this prison, there are tables and chairs, clean and refreshing, compared with other rooms, it is like heaven.

Those who are stuffed into a room with a stinky smell are terrible.

"Look closely, don't think about that person."

The soldier warned, he knew that there were many hidden rules in the prison, especially the rules for treating prisoners, he was afraid that if he offended the master, he might suffer disaster later.

"Third brother, don't worry, we will all listen to you." The jailers said one after another.

The soldier is called Baja, he is the third eldest in the family, and he used to be the head of the prison, so the jailers call him the third brother.

He nodded in satisfaction: "Take it easy, I'll go find the vice-captain."

After he left, he went straight to the deputy captain without wasting any time.

The vice-captain was pacing irritably at this moment, grabbing the hair with his fingers vigorously, and he grabbed several hairs that were already sparse.

"Where did that monk go?" Seeing Baja come in, the deputy captain asked immediately.

"In prison." Baja said blankly.

"What? Was he really caught?" the deputy captain said in surprise.

"He didn't catch it, he came in by himself." Baha said.

"Hey, this is a big trouble, why did it pester us, our city guards have small arms and legs, we can't bear it." The deputy captain sighed.

"Vice-captain, we have nothing to do. The commander was killed by them. We can't just ignore it. As soon as we spoke, the monk himself was about to enter the cell..." Baha also sighed, he was the vice-captain. A confidant can speak with confidence.

"The commander is not dead, but his ribs are all broken. If he does not rest in bed for half a year, he may not be able to get up."

The deputy captain said.

"If the Lord Commander is not dead, maybe the situation will be better."

"What's the matter, there is a big problem here, you don't know, that monk, known as the Master of Seven Sufferings, is a famous eminent monk, and it is said that he can communicate with the gods. This is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is that our Wang, I personally went outside the city to invite this Master of Seven Sufferings into the city... If I hadn’t been well-informed, I wouldn’t have known about it.” The vice-captain took a deep breath.

"The person invited by Wang... we put him in prison, and the young master Muhua, we can't afford to offend him over there, and we can't explain it." Baha also started to have a headache. He didn't listen to the deputy captain, so it's better , Now that I know so much inside information, the trouble is really big.

"What can we do?" Baja muttered to himself.

"I still want to ask you, don't you usually brag about how good you are? Why don't you have an idea?" the deputy captain said.

"Okay, let me think about it."

Baja can only drive the ducks into battle, there is no way, who made him the direct confidant of the vice captain, a real iron buddy.

"Maybe this is a good thing." Baja's eyes suddenly lit up, and he figured out something.

"How to say?" The deputy captain said with his hands behind his back.

"Think about it, the Commander is seriously injured, so we can fight for the position of Commander, as long as we find the right opportunity..."

Bach said with a smile.

Changping Village.

Yang Huazhong felt embarrassed by the important task entrusted by Mrs. Sun, he could not distribute the gifts from each household to their respective hands in a short morning, and postponed until the next morning to wait for Mrs. Sun to deliver it himself. That's even more inappropriate.

After all, before Mrs. Sun left in the morning, he had already sent him a few copies. They are also relatives, so you can't favor one another and waste so long in giving gifts, right?I can't justify it!

In desperation, Yang Huazhong thought of Yang Ruoqing, and directly called to him to explain the matter.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the mountain of presents in front of her, and felt that it was really hard for her.

I originally thought that I would be lazy today and read miscellaneous books at home, but I was caught by my father as a coolie again.

"Father, you are really my dear father, you can think of me!"

"Hey, who told you to be my daughter? Those who can do more work. You help father distribute the distribution. We have to finish it before your mother comes back, or I will be nagged by her."

"Ha, let's do it."

Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves to check each gift, and then sorted it skillfully and swiftly like a courier. Soon, the piles of gifts piled up like hills and were placed in each household, with names written on small pieces of paper on the side. .

Yang Huazhong was sitting next to him, holding a hookah pipe and puffing, squinting his eyes to see Yang Ruoqing busy with work, not only satisfied with his daughter's ability to handle affairs, but also satisfied with the newly bought hookah stick in his hand.

When he had a good time smoking, Yang Ruoqing's work was finished.

"Father, it's all finished, let's send it together."

"Okay, hard work girl, you have really done my father a great favor!" Yang Huazhong expressed gratitude.

Yang Ruoqing smiled helplessly, is this being polite?It can be seen that most men are resistant to these trivial matters.

It's like men can never find that piece of clothing or a pair of socks in the clothes cupboard smoothly, and naming that piece of clothing and that pair of socks often hangs in front of his eyes... Their eyes can always be found in a pile of clothes. Automatically filter the one he's looking for.

So the final classic dialogue is: Wife, help me find my clothes.

Daughter-in-law, didn't I see the socks?
Girl, where did you stuff my big underpants?

You mother-in-law, why did I lose a lot of clothes and trousers when I got home?Was this stolen by a thief?
And often at this time, women's answers are also different, but if they are collected and sorted out, they can be divided into the following types of answers:

Gentle and virtuous type: Here, I found it for you, do you want me to help you dress it?

Violent and brutal: Are you blind?Right in front of you can't see?What? ... Didn't see it?You wait, my old lady is here, I will find out later, I will cut out your eyeballs and feed them to the dogs!
Funny: Can't find it?Then you call me sister, and I will help you find it, goose goose (laughing...)
There is also the gentle and melancholy type: (talking to himself while rummaging through all the details) Hey, I'm really worried that if I disappear in the future, what will you do?I can't find clothes, and I can't get food in my mouth...

Randomly arranging a lot of interesting things between husband and wife in her mind, and thinking of the way she gets along with Tang Yazi, Yang Ruoqing is still secretly sweet.

Luo Fengtang is a special case.

(End of this chapter)