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Chapter 139 The Enemy’s Road Is So Narrow (2)
The Green Gang is indeed rich, and the painting boat that Miss Chenghui used for boating on the lake is also very beautiful. There are big and large green lotus flowers painted on the side of the boat. It can be seen that Miss Cheng Hui likes green very much.

Su Huan felt that Cheng Hui had taste, and green was a refreshing color, which suited her refreshing route.

Because it was the end of July, there were fewer people visiting the lake than in spring. At this time, the lake was quiet and there were not many pleasure boats.

The students of the Qing Gang stood silently at the bow and stern of the boat, Cricket and Cheng Cheng shouted excitedly at the bow of the boat. Soft cloth cushions with tuanhua flowers, a few plates of pastries and fruits, and a set of purple clay tea sets, elegant yet delicate.The upper half of the bulkheads on both sides are hollowed out, and green bamboo and reed curtains are hung. Even if the people in the cabin are sitting, they can easily enjoy the scenery of the lake and mountains.

Su Huan was extremely cheerful, and enthusiastically took out the box of Guzhu purple bamboo shoots that Bai Qingxun gave her, "Cheng Hui, these are the best Guzhu purple bamboo shoots, they taste very good, try them."

Cheng Hui asked someone to take it to brew, then turned to look at Yong Rong who was sitting shyly across the street, "Are you also a member of Cai Xiang's gang?"

Yongrong nodded, he spoke very little, and was a little at a loss, as if he felt that it was not suitable for the two girls to be in the cockpit, and he was too rude to run out. Fortunately, the cricket ran in at this time, and excitedly grabbed his sleeve Huang, "Brother Yongrong, there are a lot of wild ducks over there, let's go hunt wild ducks!"

Yongrong quickly pushed him down, "If you are hunting wild ducks, you can swim in the lake. Sit down and don't run around."

Su Huan smiled, "The cricket has sores on its buttocks, so it can't sit still."

Cheng Cheng, a follower, also ran in and yelled, "Brother Cricket, do you have sores on your butt?"

The cricket stared at Su Huan in embarrassment, "Fourth sister, be more dignified."

Everyone laughed, and they were young men and women again, with such a smile, it was much more lively.The servants made the tea, and Cheng Hui took a sip and thought it was good, and asked Su Huan where he bought the tea, so Su Huan actively matched up with the young master Bai Qingxun, and praised his tea.

Cricket and Chengcheng were lying on the side of the cabin watching wild ducks, Yongrong had to sit silently aside, lost his mind, what kind of lake did he come to swim in for no reason, two children were playing and two girls were chatting, he was so embarrassed as a big man, he heard Giggling and crisp laughter, he lowered his head and drank his tea, and when he raised his eyelids, he saw the peach-blossoming spring face of the girl across the way, so he had to lower his head to drink his tea again.

At this moment, Cricket and Chengcheng suddenly patted the side of the cabin and screamed, pointing at the sky and shouting, "Look, there are a lot of wild ducks flying by!"

Su changed to Hui and the others took a look, oh sure enough, in the pale blue sky, a flock of wild ducks were flapping their wings and flying past, making weird quacking noises, which was very spectacular.

Like a trick, the cricket took out a small delicate bow and crossbow from the rag bag hanging on his body, and stuffed it into Yongrong, his blood was surging, "Brother Yongrong, if you hit one, just hit one, let's pick it up and make it." Eat the fried duck with sauce."

Looking at the equipment, Yongrong immediately understood that the child was actually swimming in the lake, and he was real in hunting wild ducks. He shook his head helplessly, so he had no choice but to mount a crossbow arrow, calmly raised his hand, and aimed at the wild ducks flying low in the sky. group.If I don't kill a wild duck today, I can't stop the crickets from being bloody.

Cheng Hui glanced at the small crossbow, a little disgusted, "Can this small crossbow be shot down?"

The cricket said, "Miss Cheng, don't underestimate this crossbow. Brother Yongrong used it to kill a deer."

Cheng Hui said, "Are you bragging?"

The cricket said, "I'm not bragging. Brother Yongrong has a good head. He specializes in hitting the throat and eyes, and pierces the throat with a hundred steps. It's him."

Cheng Hui was about to laugh, when he suddenly heard a whoosh in his ear, Yongrong had ejected the crossbow bolt, and immediately there was a neighing sound, the ducks scattered in the sky, and a black spot plummeted, as if it had landed on a painting boat opposite.

Cricket and Chengcheng jumped up and down, "It's a hit, it's a hit!"

Cheng Cheng raised his head and shouted, "Sister, let's row over quickly and pick up the wild ducks."

Cheng Hui smiled, "Okay, okay."

So the boat rowed past.

When approaching the boat, a disciple of the Qing Gang stood on the bow deck, clasped his fists and said loudly, "Is the owner of the boat here?"

Beaded curtains were drawn down on the painting boat on the opposite side, and there was a shadowy figure of a woman, presumably a female family member swimming in the lake. At this moment, a man who looked like a servant came to the deck, "What do you want?"

The disciple of the Qing Gang said politely, "My master shot a wild duck and didn't want it to land on the expensive boat. Please ask the elder brother to borrow a way so that the younger brother can go and pick it up."

Before the servant could reply, a faint female voice came from the curtain, "Wei San, what happened?"

That Wei San lowered his head and replied, "Miss, someone said that a wild duck was shot and landed on our boat, and we have to come over to pick it up."

The young lady snorted lightly, "He picked it up as soon as he said it, so wouldn't anyone be able to find an excuse to get on our boat?"

Wei San said respectfully, "Miss is right."

Thinking that the Green Gang didn't suffer much in Boryeong, the disciples of the Green Gang sank when they heard the words, and were about to go back to the cabin to report to Chenghui, but the cricket, who couldn't bear it, had already jumped on the bow, "Then this big brother , please pick it up and throw it to us, thank you."

Wei San glanced at him sideways, saw that he was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, turned around and left, he didn't bother to answer, and didn't go to look for the dead duck.

The cricket was a little angry, why is this boatman so difficult to get along with?

Just waiting to speak patiently again, suddenly the beaded curtain was lifted, and a little girl in blue skirt came out, looked at him, and raised her voice suddenly, "Oh, miss, it's that cheeky brat who eats oil cakes and doesn't know how to be polite!"

The cricket froze for a moment, he was stunned by the sudden splash of dirty water.It's just picking up a dead duck, why is it thick-skinned and ignorant of etiquette?
Cheng Hui and others also went to the bow of the boat to see the sound.

The cricket looked at the little girl in the blue skirt, and suddenly her whole body cramped.Eat oil cake?Oh oh oh, he remembered, the master and servant who walked the noble and glamorous route in the cloth village!

Your uncle, the enemy's road is narrow.

He caught sight of Su Chang coming out, so he hurriedly jumped over, tugged at Su Chang's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Fourth sister, it's not good, we've met our enemy."

Su Huan was confused, "Huh? Do we have enemies?"

The cricket said, "Look over there, look over there."

Su Huan looked up, and saw a beautiful woman in a red dress brushing aside the bead curtain, and Tingting came out of the cabin gracefully.

She squinted her eyes, not remembering that she knew this girl.

Seeing her dull appearance, the cricket was very anxious, "Fourth sister, Bu Zhuangzi, Shuanggong silk, I am so anxious to see you like this."

Su Huan had an epiphany, and quickly hid behind the cricket. She was familiar with the noble and glamorous route. Girls who follow this route usually hold grudges. She had to dodge quickly, so as not to wake up the old demon moth and make trouble again.

(End of this chapter)