My master is invincible

Chapter 1881 Yin Yang Rice (85)

That night, I lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

At about 1 o'clock in the middle of the night, two figures flashed in front of the window.

You don't need to guess to know that it is Yuan Qingtian and his wife. After all, the old driver Huang and I sleep at someone's house!

After the figures of the couple left, I sat up suddenly and looked at the old driver Huang who was sleeping soundly beside me.

To be honest, I envy him more, no matter what the environment, he can sleep so soundly.

Sitting on the bed, my idea was to go to the mourning hall, but considering that there were people guarding the coffin, I dismissed the idea.

I lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and glanced at the window, feeling rather complicated.

After a cigarette, I lay down again, and I don't know why, this time, I still couldn't fall asleep.

Just like that, I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep until the second half of the night, when I fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, it was like 06:30 in the morning.

Without any hesitation, I found some clean water, washed it casually, and prepared to rush towards the town.

Just at this time, the old yellow driver woke up.

He knew that I was going to the town, so he asked me: "Xiao Jiu, do you want to accompany me?"

I let it go, the woman looked like a cold person, and took the old driver Huang, guessing it would be self-defeating, so she said: "You keep an eye on Yuan Qingtian and the others for me in the village."

With that said, I walked towards the door.

As soon as I got to the door, I stopped without turning my head, and said softly, "Old Huang, if you can't stand the temptation of money, I don't blame you."

As soon as the words came out, the old yellow driver was lying on the bed, sat up suddenly, and roared, "Xiao Jiu, who do you think I am, money is important, but compared with conscience, money and dung What a difference."

When I heard that, I breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you."

"Thank you, as long as you have a conscience, no one wants to see Yuan Qingtian do that, and the old Zheng, Bai Fatty and others, I guess they don't know what Yuan Qingtian is going to do, so they are corrupted by money , When I find some time, I will chat with them."

The old yellow driver muttered.

I hurriedly stopped and said, "Don't let Lao Zheng and the others know for now, if they really choose to stand on the opposite side of us, once they say it, then Yuan Qingtian will take precautions against us, that would be too uneconomical. "

After finishing speaking, I was afraid that he would really go to Lao Zheng and the others, so I greeted him a few more times, and I didn't feel relieved until the driver Lao Huang agreed.

"Okay, Xiaojiu, you can go find that woman. Just leave the matter of this village to me." The old driver Huang urged me.

I nodded, thanked him again, and walked outside.

After leaving the house, perhaps because of the morning, many people in this village were sitting at the door of their houses with breakfast, chatting with their neighbors, and at the door of the mourning hall, there were a few familiar figures standing. Zheng and Bai Fatty and others.

When I see them, they seem to see me too.

That old Zheng led the white fat man and others over, and Old Zheng said to me with a smile on his face: "Xiao Jiu, you got up so early, have you had breakfast? Do you want to go to town with us to have breakfast together?"

"Huh?" I looked at him suspiciously, and asked him, "Yuan Qingtian doesn't care about your breakfast?"

He smiled, "Don't worry, I don't care about breakfast. It's just that we brothers don't think their breakfast is delicious, so we might as well go to the town to eat it."

After listening to his words, I figured out that Yuan Qingtian presumably gave them a lot of money, otherwise, with this old Zheng's character of getting into money eyes, how could he be willing to go to the town for breakfast.

I stared at him, smiled, and said, "Okay, it's just that I'm a little shy, I'm afraid..."

Before I could finish speaking, he put his arms around my shoulders and said with a big smile, "It's okay, uncle is not short of money, let's go, uncle will take you to the town for a good meal."

While talking, he looked at me for a while, and then said: "Look at how hungry you are at such a young age, even your hair is starved to white, alas, it seems that the coffin bearer is really not easy to do. , if it wasn't for the woman in my family who was born to marry the coffin bearer, I wouldn't have gotten close to you!"

I actually felt speechless, and even felt that I didn't know how to answer his words.

Made, is my hair white?

Who do you see turning their hair white?

I originally wanted to say something to him, but considering that Old Zheng had a good intention, I didn't say much, so I followed his lead and walked in the direction of the town.

On the way, the old Zheng seemed to be a different person, and kept nagging, basically saying that after returning home, the old house at home had to be renovated, and he said that he had to buy some more for his daughter. Such a dowry.

How could I not understand what he meant, he was showing off Fuller to me!

It's right to think about it, with Lao Zheng's personality, suddenly he has a huge sum of money, it's not normal not to show it off.

Wait, that's not right!

This is rebuilding the house and buying a dowry, how much money will it cost!
It seems that Yuan Qingtian should have given them a lot of money.

It could even be said that Yuan Qingtian had already given them the money.

Otherwise, Lao Zheng would never be so frightened.

Just when I was in a daze for a while, the fat white man gave me a look without making a sound, which meant that I should listen to Lao Zheng's words seriously.

I frowned, let me listen to Fatty Bai seriously?

What does this mean?
Let me listen to Lao Zheng bragging?
No, definitely not, that fat white man is an old Jiang Hu, very smart, since he asked me to listen carefully to what Old Zheng said, there must be another meaning.

Wait, I got a result from Lao Zheng's words just now, that is, Yuan Qingtian gave them a lot of money.

In other words, Lao Zheng seemed to be bragging to me, but he was actually conveying some kind of information to me.

And with Fatty Bai's cleverness, he naturally understood that what Yuan Qingtian did for them with so much money must be extraordinary.

Perhaps it was because of this consideration that Fatty Bai gave me such a wink. To put it bluntly, he was showing his favor to me.

Wait, maybe I was asked to follow Lao Zheng to the town for breakfast, and this fat man also ordered me. The reason why he didn't tell me about Yuan Qingtian directly was probably because he was worried about them. Some people couldn't stand the temptation of money. This is the code word for me.

Thinking of this, I gave him a look back, which means I understand.

It's worth mentioning that, while we were making eye contact, he also stopped talking and started humming a ditty. His appearance is very suitable to be described by a sentence from our side, that is, There are bills in the bag, walking and singing tunes.

(End of this chapter)