My old attack is the snake king

The fat man didn't expect that the skinny man would really use the knife, and suddenly a fire arose in his heart, wishing to chop/death the skinny man with a knife.

The two started fighting with knives, and the people around realized something was wrong, and started shouting, "Report to the officer, report to the officer!"

The surroundings began to commotion, and many pedestrians hid far away.

Jiang Chu was also as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and happened to meet two policemen on patrol, and called them to pull the two traders away, luckily no one was killed.

In the end, those two people arrived at the county government, and they didn't know how to solve it in the end.

Seeing that the incident subsided, Jiang Chu turned around and walked towards the inn, only to see the little boy on the high platform appear behind him and tug on his sleeve. The birthmark on the boy's forehead became more obvious, like a burning flame.

The child didn't know what he thought of, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He felt his scalp go numb, and he didn't know why.

"Whose child are you? What are you pulling me for?" The child pulled his sleeves tighter.

Jiang Chu took out a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from his pocket and put it in the little boy's hand.

"Are you craving some pastry?"

The little boy didn't reply. He looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, and looked at Jiang Chu quietly, "Brother, you gave me the cake, so what do you want?" It looks so cute.

Touching the little boy's soft hair, "You don't care what I want? Tell me, it's cold, why are you wearing summer clothes! I'll take you to buy some clothes!"

After speaking, he took the child to a children's clothing store, but the child struggled desperately twice, stomped on him and ran away.

"Really, children without parents are so pitiful." He shook his head helplessly.

At the entrance of the inn, the teacher dressed in white was fascinated by the candied haws that the old man was selling. He sneaked over and poked his head out behind Bai Qingheng, "What are you doing with the candied haws? Buy them if you want to eat them!"

The man was slightly stunned, and turned around to see the smiling Jiang Chu.

He walked up to the old man, picked out a bunch of big candied haws, smiled and gave Siwen, and then gave one bunch to Bai Qingheng who was behind him, and ate the other bunch by himself.

Bite off a hawthorn, ah, so sour...

After a long pause, he continued, "Teacher, you don't have money, right?" Otherwise, why would you stare at the candied haws in a daze?

Bai Qingheng shook his head, staring at the candied haws in his hand, as if he didn't know where to start.

"Hasn't the teacher eaten?"

"Eat once."

"It's only once! It's okay, you can eat candied haws every day from now on." The teacher is indeed very poor, and he only ate candied haws once after living for more than 20 years. It's okay, because his family can afford it anyway.

"No need." Bai Qingheng waved his hand.

Did his father not pay the teacher for teaching, or why would he be reluctant to buy candied haws?

The two walked to the second floor of the inn.

"Teacher, how long have you been teaching me?" He followed behind Bai Qingheng, asked softly, and thought about it with his fingers. It has been nearly two months.

Bai Qingheng paused, wondering why Jiang Chu asked this question, could it be...

"Did my father give you money for teaching?" Could it be a white job for his family?

Hearing this, Bai Qingheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, Jiang Chu walked to his side and waited for an answer.

"Yes." But he didn't really need that little money.

"That's fine."

After that, the two opened the door, and after finally eating candied haws, they thought about where to go for lunch.

Jiang Chu touched under his pillow, but the things under it were gone.He remembered that he was pressed under the pillow. Could it be that the teacher took it?

"Teacher, did you see what was pressed under the pillow?"

Bai Qingheng looked up, slightly puzzled, "What?"

"A towel."

"Is that handkerchief made of good silk brocade?" Bai Qingheng asked, seeming to remember.

Jiang Chu shook his head, he didn't know what material it was, he just knew it was soft, slippery and comfortable to the touch. "Teacher, that's mine!"

"Your?" Bai Qingheng took out the scarf from her pocket, looked around, looked around, as if looking for the word "Jiang Chu".

Jiang Chu walked up to him, took the handkerchief from Bai Qingheng's hand, and put the folded handkerchief in his clothes pocket. After doing all this, he smiled and replied: "Teacher, didn't you ask me to wipe it before?" Face? That's mine."

"There is such a thing." Bai Qingheng said.

Hearing this, Jiang Chu suddenly bent down and leaned closer to Bai Qingheng, "Really, why did the teacher take my things!" This person is best at complaining first, and deliberately leaning beside others to pretend to be annoyed Asked, eyes widened, lips slightly raised.

Bai Qingheng was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but glance at the man's raised lips, then his eyes flickered to another place, he cleared his throat, and let his thoughts normalize, "Okay, stop playing, what's for lunch?"

"Ah, I don't know, let's go out and have a look together!" Jiang Chu regained his usual expression, straightened up, and walked out the door, Bai Qingheng stood up and followed him.

Ever since Xiao Cui was killed, Hu Qianjin was depressed and stayed in the room all day, and she had to be accompanied by someone, otherwise she would cry.

At this moment, she was sitting in the gazebo, looking at the sky, with five or six servant girls by her side.

Just as Mo Dongqing walked out of the account room, he happened to meet Hu Qianjin and the others.

"What are you looking at, Miss?" He asked the maidservants, and then he also looked at the sky.

"Miss is always distracted, maybe she is thinking about Xiaocui."

The little girl beside her gave the girl who was speaking a wink, her face changed slightly, she covered her mouth, and then lowered her head.

Now, the word "Xiao Cui" is a taboo in the Hu Mansion, no one is allowed to mention it, otherwise the money will be deducted.

Hu Dongqing stepped forward and pressed Hu Qianjin's shoulder, "My dear, we are all very sad about Xiaocui's death, but the dead are gone, and the living still have to look forward."

Mo Dongqing comforted her.

Hu Qianjin came back to her senses and saw Mo Dongqing whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

Mo Dongqing and Mo Dongyang are a pair of twin brothers, they look alike, their eyes are narrow and long, the difference is that when they stand together, Mo Dongqing is darker, it may be related to working in Yizhuang.The two brothers had a very good relationship since they were young. They were almost inseparable. They ate and lived together. When they grew up, they went to Beijing to take the exam together. After the younger brother entered high school, the older brother was the first to express his congratulations.

Although the neighbors in the neighborhood talked about how the elder brother was not as good as the younger brother, that he failed the number one examination, and that the young ladies could not get married, but Mo Dongqing never took those words to heart, instead he did everything with his younger brother.

After the imperial examination, Mo Dongqing worked in the Yizhuang of the Hu family, delivering meals and clothes to the poor villagers every day.