Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 413 Don't cry

Xie Fu told her about the past, and Wang Wanzhi knew that Xie Fu had a very poor life when he was a child, and only went around eating and drinking when he grew up. The world is real."

This is exactly the portrayal of Wang Wanzhi's own life.

Xie Fu smiled: "But I really want to be a rich man once."

The implication is that he wants to gain the honor and status of being a son in the family.

Wang Wanzhi couldn't understand, and asked: "Xie Fu, do you like plum blossoms?"

Appreciating plum blossoms is a kind of literati's elegance. When exploring, visiting, picking and appreciating, Xie Fu thought about it, and said with a smile: "When I was in Daming Temple in Yangzhou, Master Ciguan especially liked plum appreciation. I was lucky to accompany him a few times. It's a pity that I am Zen Not enough, I can’t appreciate the elegant rhyme and artistic conception.”

Wang Wanzhi smiled and said, "Then let me teach you a thing or two."

Xie Fuxinran: "I would like to listen to Sister Wan's advice."

"Under the plum blossoms, wait for the falling flowers. When you are watching the plum blossoms, the plum blossoms are also watching you. The one who sees the big ones, things and me blend together, the mind will intersect, and we will cherish each other."

Xie Fu was surprised, this Zen and this rhyme were exactly the scene when Master Ciguan was watching the plum blossoms, and he blurted out: "If you don't look at it, the plums also look at me."

Wang Wanzhi smiled sweetly: "A fool can be taught, it doesn't matter who envies whom."

While chatting, Xiao Er served the food.

Xie Fu had a fight and was very hungry, so he immediately picked up the chopsticks, but saw Wang Wanzhi resting his chin on one hand, looking at him happily, and jokingly said, "Mr. Dengtu, what are you looking at?"

Wang Wanzhi smiled slightly: "I'm watching plum blossoms."

Xie Fu picked up a piece of naked ribs and asked, "Is this the famous Jinling vegetable sauce ribs?"

Wang Wanzhi nodded, and Xie Fu held the pork ribs in sauce to her mouth.

Wang Wanzhi was surprised, "Try it first."

"No! You eat first."

Wang Wanzhi smiled, slowly opened his mouth, glanced at Xie Fu and then lowered his eyes, not looking at him, chewing in his mouth, only feeling that this piece of pork ribs in sauce has a special taste.

Xie Fu smiled: "Master Guanmei, how does it taste?"

"good to eat."

Xie Fu imitated Wang Wanzhi's tone of voice and said: "You are a wise person, answer again."

"So sweet."

"Then try another piece."

Looking at the pork ribs in sauce, Wang Wanzhi said softly, "It's not like I'm without hands."

Even though he said that, he finally opened his mouth to let him feed it.

Although you have hands, your heart is not in your hands, and Xie Fu didn't point it out. Anyway, Wang Wanzhi didn't move his hands, and Xie Fu kept feeding him.

Wang Wan also noticed this for a while, and Xie Fu only fed her, without taking a bite himself, so he picked up the chopsticks.

Although Xie Fu stopped feeding her, he put it down in his chopsticks.

Wang Wanzhi understood, and said with a smile, "Don't even think about it."

"Ok."

Wang Wanzhi picked up a piece of pork ribs with sauce, and passed it to his mouth, but turned her head slightly, without looking at Xie Fu, and responded to the words just now, without looking at it.

After a while, I felt that the sauced ribs in the chopsticks were still there, and when I looked back, I saw a nose covered with Xie Fu oil, and I couldn't help but chuckle.

Xie Fu then opened his mouth to eat the pork ribs in sauce.

The meal was eaten with gusto, and there was communication with each other.

After eating, Wang Wanzhi first said: "Let's go, you said, just eat but don't leave, all you have is a big belly."

"Do you want to eat the overlord's meal?"

Wang Wanzhi suddenly realized when she heard the words, and said nervously: "I don't bring any money, what should I do?" She really didn't have this habit.

"What else can I do, you stay and serve as a maid to pay for food."

Wang Wanzhi smiled wryly: "I'm clumsy, people may not want me."

"Don't worry, I already guessed it."

Xie Fu said and took out the silver from his body.

Wang Wanzhi was a little embarrassed and said, "I said I was taking you to dinner, but I asked you to pay for it."

The two walked out of the restaurant. It was just near dusk, and the two of them were walking in the street, feeling the strong breath of life.

Passing by a stall, there are many lifelike handmade products on the stall, such as animal buildings woven from bamboo, famous temples in Jinling, and puppet figures carved from wood.

Wang Wanzhi stopped and looked at the stall.

An old man stepped forward immediately: "Miss, young master, do you want to throw the pot?"

Xie Fu asked, "Isn't it for sale?"

The old man explained: "It's not for sale. There is a pot in front of everything. You can vote for whatever you like. If you hit the pot, the thing is yours."

Only then did Xie Fu notice that there was a pot next to each product.

Seeing Wang Wanzhi's interested expression, the old man turned around and said, "Lady, a bamboo arrow costs a penny, and everything you hit belongs to you."

"Alright, ten arrows first."

The old man handed Wang Wanzhi ten bamboo arrows, and stretched out his other hand, asking for money.

"Thank you, give me the money."

Just now when I exchanged some change during the meal, Xie Fu handed the old man ten Wen.

After receiving the money, the old man said: "Little lady, please stand here."

But it is bounded by wires. The pot looks not small, but the mouth of the pot is very narrow. This distance is much farther than that of ordinary pitching pots, and it is not easy.

But for a martial arts expert like Xie Fu, it was a breeze. He said to Wang Wanzhi, "You won't hit the ball later, whichever one you like, I'll vote for you."

Wang Wanzhi proudly said: "You are watching."

Aim with a bamboo arrow in hand.

The bamboo arrow flew out, missed a little bit.

The old man chuckled and said, "Take a few more shots and you will win."

Wang Wanzhi aimed carefully again, but the second arrow hit the pot.

Wang Wanzhi was as happy as a little girl: "I won!"

"That thing belongs to me, right?"

The old man nodded.

Wang Wanzhi threw another arrow, but she was hit by luck again.

Xie Fu leaned closer and smiled, "Sister Wan, you can't tell."

Wang Wanzhi smiled: "That's right, I used to play this pitching pot when I was young, and it was just unfamiliar at first. I'll vote for you whatever you like."

Xie Fu pointed to the bamboo building at the back, "It's in the long trunk."

Changganli is a famous temple in Jinling, built in the Han Dynasty.

This distance and the small mouth of the pot are indeed quite difficult.

However, after Wang Wanzhi tried four or five lots, he made a hit.

The old man broke out in a cold sweat immediately when he saw it. The pattern was very complicated, and it took him nearly half a month to compose it, and it was just like that.

"Which one does Xie Fu like, Sister Wan will vote for you."

"You can cast whatever you want, I like them all."

Wang Wanzhi pointed at a puppet figure: "Choose a sister Chang'e, how about warming you up at night."

Hearing Wang Wanzhi's witty words, Xie Fu smiled happily and said, "That's very good."

Another two arrows hit the Chang'e puppet.

After the ten arrows were thrown, Wang Wanzhi enjoyed it: "Fifty more arrows."

The old man was shocked when he heard this, he was planning to change the owner of the stall, but he was an honest man, even though he didn't want Wang Wanzhi to continue shooting, he still counted fifty arrows.

Then, as Wang Wanzhi was hit in the pot one after another, the sweat on the old man's face began to increase, so much that his underwear was soaked.

Wang Wanzhi concentrated on throwing the pot, but Xie Fu quietly pulled the old man aside, and secretly handed over the silver, "Uncle, I know it's hard and not easy for you to weave these things, and she's having fun, so let me buy it from you." .”

After the old man was stunned for a moment, he said weakly: "Young master, you can't, it's agreed, if you win the vote, it's yours."

Xie Fu didn't say much, and forced the silver into the old man's rough but cracked hand.

After giving the silver, the sweat on the old man's face finally stopped. When Wang Wanzhi missed the shot, the old man encouraged him: "My lady, go a little further to the left and you will hit it."

Shhhhhh.

This mess was almost finished by Wang Wanzhi.

At this time, Wang Wanzhi paused for a while: "Xie Fu, go and help me do some shopping."

"buy what?"

"Ah...rouge gouache."

"This is something from the little lady, I have never bought it."

"Go."

"Ok."

After Xie Fu left, Wang Wanzhi asked the old man to come over, "Uncle, I just bought the item you hit just now. I don't have any silver with me. I'll keep this hairpin with you for now. I'll ask someone to redeem it tomorrow."

Hearing this, the old man froze fiercely, his eyes were moist, and he almost cried.

Wang Wanzhi saw that the old man did not pick up the hairpin, and said, "This hairpin is made of jade, which is very valuable." The hairpin belonged to Yan Yu, and although Yan Yu was a maid, the jewelry was not bad.

The old man said: "No, the young master has secretly given me money just now."

Wang Wanzhi smiled and said, "That's good. No wonder the more I hit you, the happier you were. I thought you liked losing money."

The old man looked embarrassed.

After a while, Xie Fu bought rouge powder and came back, and the stall has become Wang Wanzhi's.

The old man helped pack it into a bag, and Xie Fu was responsible for carrying it behind his back. The full cloth bag looked a bit like a robber who robbed a house.

Before leaving, the old man specially said: "I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years, son and daughter, and grow old together."

Wang Wanzhi was stunned for a moment.

Xie Fu laughed loudly: "Uncle, I accept your good words."

On the way back, Wang Wanzhi asked, "Is it heavy?"

Xie Fu responded with a smile: "Anyway, it's not as heavy as a little lady."

"It sounds like you stole the little lady."

"you guess?"

A word of guess made Wang Wanzhi's cheeks flushed, quite beautiful.

The last afterglow of dusk makes the sky seem to be covered with the first light.

Passing by a house, I heard the cries of children and the beating and scolding of adults from the small courtyard inside.

The two stopped at the same time.

Wang Wanzhi asked, "Have you ever been beaten?"

Xie Fu smiled: "I was beaten a lot."

Wang Wanzhi asked, "Then what were you thinking when you were beaten?"

Xie Fuying: "I hope this day will pass quickly, Sister Wan, have you ever been beaten?"

Wang Wanzhi smiled and said: "No, I hope someone beat me up, to taste what it's like."

Xie Fu sneered: "I can satisfy you, spanking your butt is good, I get spanked often."

Wang Wanzhi annoyed: "Don't make trouble." She said and looked at the family: "I'll just pretend it's you who is crying inside."

Xie Fu was surprised.

Wang Wanzhi smiled and said, "Look!"

Wang Wanzhi asked Xie Fu to open the cloth bag, picked out a few favorite toys for children, and walked towards this family.

Xie Fu said: "Trespassing is not good."

Wang Wanzhi, who had always been polite, said instead, "Just trespass once."

Xie Fu followed him in, this is a small family, just entering the door is a small courtyard.

The owner of this family was beating. He was a little surprised when he saw someone walking in. He glanced at the clothes of the two of them, and respectfully said: "Master, miss, what's the matter?"

"I want to speak to the child."

As Wang Wanzhi said, she walked directly towards the little boy who was beaten and hugged his head.

Wang Wanzhi's grace and majesty, even a famous rich man would be afraid to see it, and the man kept silent and dared not criticize.

Wang Wanzhi handed over the plaything, and said softly, "Here it is for you, don't cry."

(End of this chapter)