Song Yuanhuanzhi

On the way Song Huan returned the ox cart to Uncle Xu, she saw a newly opened shop.

She didn't know when it opened, but she was sure it was the first time she saw it.

Song Huan took a closer look, and found that the shop had the air of a charlatan.

After opening this "gate to the new world", she would involuntarily notice these people, things, and things when walking on the street.

There seems to be a connection problem in my mind, constantly connecting and corresponding, constantly accumulating, more and more.

Back at the restaurant, the shopkeeper asked someone to bring the food, and Song Huan was not polite, so he sat down and ate.

At this time, the content of the conversation at the table next to her attracted Song Huan.

At first, Song Huan heard that they were talking jargon, so he paid special attention to it.

It was only later that I was attracted by the content of the conversation.

At first, the two only said that it is not easy to make money in Taiping Town, but then they brought the topic to a divination hall.

A said, "It actually earned him a lot of money."

B shook his head and said, "That business is too 'hurtful', outrageous, unethical!"

Hurting Zanzi is the ridicule of people in the Jianghu for those who do immoral things.

It's the same with doing bad things.

A sighed, "Yes, but I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen in this small place."

B said with a meaningful smile, "If good things happen without interruption, You Huan is normal~"

The general taste is moderately fragrant and beautiful, except for a sneaky taste.

Jia laughed, raised his wine glass, the wine glasses collided, and the two directly drank another glass of dirty wine.

B lowered his voice and said, "Do you know whose family came to find the person who made a radical change?"

"Being Jue Dian" is what people in the Jianghu call abortion.

This means that as far as the fetus is concerned, giving birth in October can live a small life, and if a person is put to death, he will change from alive to dead.

People in the rivers and lakes don't care about defrauding people of money, but they all disagree with doing this "absolute" business.

A shakes his head.

How could he know this.

B smiled mysteriously.

A can tell when B looks like this, "You know?"

Then excitedly and curiously asked, "Whose family?"

B looked around vigilantly, and then he calmed down and said to A in a low voice.

As soon as the words fell, the porridge in Song Huan's bowl was no longer fragrant, and her eyes widened, "!!!!"

Did she hear it right?
Fang family?

Are there two Xishui Fang families in this town?
Did she remember correctly?
Mrs. Sun should be talking about the youngest daughter of Fang Laotong's family, right?
She felt that she needed to figure out what was going on.

Whether Fu Yuanzhi's so-called fiancée is real remains to be verified, but if it is true, they want to force Fu Yuanzhi to marry her, which is also a reason.

Moreover, Fu Yuanzhi wore a cuckold before he got married. This joke was enough for her to laugh for a year!

Cough cough cough, serious and serious.

Song Huan finished the porridge in one go, and the staff at the side thought that Song Huan was going back to the village, so they brought out some leftovers that had been wrapped in oil paper.

Don't think it's bad leftovers.

There is meat in this dish, and it is still good meat. It is full of good things. It is the leftovers of those rich people who have come here to discuss business and have not touched their chopsticks. It is considered a new dish, but it is cold.

This dish is not given to those who are familiar with it.

Song Huan thanked and left in a hurry.

The buddy looked at Song Huan's back and said strangely, is there anything else he's busy with?
A and B noticed Song Huan, but they didn't worry about it at all.

How could the two of them know that this young man who doesn't look like a person in the Jianghu is a person who has one foot in the Jianghu and can understand what they say.

Song Huan had an intuition that what the two of them were talking about was the hexagram shop she had noticed just now.

The eight characters in front of the gate of the hexagram hall read, "Yuanguang finds objects, specializes in fighting ghost fetuses."

Everyone can understand that as a modern person, we must pay special attention to sensitive words like "ghost" and "fetus".

Song Huan was deeply impressed by this.

Of course, her mind was pushing her in that direction.

Ordinary people in this era are different, except for Jianghu people like Jia and Yi who know the inside story.

"Yuanguang looking for things", those who don't know the inside story think that the people in this hexagram shop will be able to Yuanguang, and if they lose something, Yuanguang Yuan will find out who stole it.

As for the understanding of "specializing in fighting ghosts", it is that if there are evil spirits in the house, they will go to catch the evil spirits and eliminate them.

People basically don't think about that messy aspect.

Song Huan came to this shop, the shop is not big, but the "facade" that can fool people is still very complete.

The facade is props, tools and the like.

As soon as Song Huan arrived at the door, a middle-aged man greeted him inside. He was of average appearance and loose-clothed. He appeared in front of Song Huan with the image of an ordinary literati.

He said in a gentle voice, "Little girl, young master, is there anything I can do for the shop?"

He obviously saw that Song Huan was a woman, subconsciously opened his mouth and suddenly felt that it was wrong, so he changed his mouth.

Seeing this, Song Huan had a flash of inspiration, and an idea came to his mind, and a heartbroken look instantly appeared on his face.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man quickly asked Song Huan to sit in the shop, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Song Huan, and then sat down, playing the role of the listener.

Song Huan held the teacup, frowning slightly, with a hint of sadness staining the brows.

It hurts to see it.

Song Huan sucked his snot-free nose and said sadly, "I..., I found out..."

Before Song Huan finished speaking, he showed a heartbroken look.

That's a hypocrisy~
After that, Song Huan told the middle-aged man about his "difficulties" intermittently.

The middle-aged man concluded that the man who had a marriage contract with the girl started stealing food outside before she got through the door, and was found out by her, the unmarried daughter-in-law.

This brother is also unlucky.

Can't we go out to eat after we pass the door?
ah~
It's far away, so what does this girl want to do?

The middle-aged man thought and asked the same thing.

Song Huan wiped away the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and then she opened her mouth to reveal the purpose of her trip, "I see that you are also a kind person, can you be kind and tell the little girl that my unmarried lang With whom... with whom... is Jun, so that the little girl can completely give up her heart and no longer be entangled with him."

After the words fell, Song Huan began to "cry" again.

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched.

Just for this, is it necessary?

The middle-aged man wondered, "Little girl doesn't know something. In our line of business, the first thing to do is to keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, how can our business continue?"

The middle-aged man didn't want to talk too much with Song Huan, so he wanted to use this excuse to send her away, and help that person by the way. We are all men, so we can understand and help.

After hearing the little girl's description, he probably knew it in his heart.

For such a juicy girl, the man who can match her is probably not bad, so the one who comes to him these days is the only one.

After all, I have earned a lot from others, so let's help them to the end.

Song Huan endured the pain in his heart, and took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom.

One tael of silver really cost her money.

The middle-aged man thought that the business could not be done, but who knew that the situation took a turn for the worse.

The middle-aged man glanced at the broken piece of silver on the table, hesitantly said, "This... After all, we have to consider our customers."

Song Huan cursed secretly for being greedy, and then took out a dime from her purse, then held onto the purse tightly, crying, "Shopkeeper, this is all I can give, the rest, I have to follow the rules at home. Tell me to go back to buy things, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter the house..."