Ma'am, I was wrong

Hearing this, Liu Yanshu did not directly refute the old man with the white beard, but slowly blushed her eyes, suppressed her faint crying, and said: "We really didn't mean it, can you get out of the way first, there are people on the carriage who are in a hurry to save lives, Let me beg you, can you step aside first?" The pleading in the voice was clear.

The white-bearded old man's eyes widened instantly, looked at Liu Yanshu in disbelief, and angrily said: "Nonsense, since someone is sick, why didn't you tell me earlier."

Before he finished speaking, he pulled Liu Yanshu and Zhou Zihao into the carriage in two steps at a time, turned around and urged, "Well, why don't you hurry up and drive." Looking at the two people beside him, he sarcastically said, "That's not what you think Can these two young masters know how to drive?"

The dumbfounded coachman came back to his senses in an instant, hurried to the car, and drove towards Suzhou City.

The three of them walked into the carriage, and the heat wave hit their faces.

The white-bearded old man took a rough look at the sleeping Su Yan, and found a seat to sit down. Judging from this posture, he was very familiar.

Liu Yanshu squatted beside Su Yan, probed his forehead, and found that the temperature was not as tight as before, so she was relieved.

"Don't worry, that kid is fine, maybe he will live longer than you." A cold sarcasm came from next to his ear, the exhausted Liu Yanshu really didn't have the extra energy to argue with him.

Taking a deep breath, she sat on the side of Su Yan, looked around, and found that Zhou Zihao was sitting with the book boy, she and Su Yan were sitting on the side, and the old man with the white beard was occupying a place by himself.

The small carriage was already very crowded with her and Su Yan, and now an old man with a white beard of unknown origin came, and the carriage suddenly seemed very crowded.

Liu Yanshu and Su Yan were shoulder to shoulder, Su Yan was in a deep sleep, and his body swayed with the movement of the carriage, Liu Yanshu had no choice but to wrap Su Yan tightly in her arms to prevent him from stumbling around.

"In winter, the body is already scarce, and few people go out, let alone in this deserted place, so why are you here?" Her eyes were dark, and her expression was already very sleepy, but there was still a stranger People stayed in the carriage, Liu Yanshu did not dare to let go of her guard.

When you go out, you are not afraid of being stolen by thieves, but you are afraid of being missed by thieves.

Liu Yanshu didn't dare to say that the old man with white beard in front of her was a wicked person, but she definitely didn't dare to say that he was a good person, it's always right to be more on guard.

"You don't care about me." The white-bearded old man put his hands in his sleeves, closed his eyes and leaned against the car, and said quite disdainfully.

Zhou Zihao calmed down. Ever since he was scolded by the white-bearded old man, he felt that his mind was a mess, befuddled, and didn't understand anything.

Now that he was finally sitting in the carriage, his body was gradually warming up, and he was no longer so stiff. The thoughts in his mind had just been cleared up, and he was about to ask why this white-bearded old man ran to his carriage.

As a result, before the words were spoken, I heard someone say this.

In an instant, the hands that had been on his knees curled up slightly, burning with anger, and said angrily: "Since he can't control you, I should be able to." Pointing to his own carriage, he said bluntly: "Now you sit The location of the place is mine, it is the carriage that Eldest Master Zhou bought with a lot of money, and, put down that cup of tea, I also bought it with a lot of money."

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the car.

The old man with white beard shook his head slowly and sighed softly.

There was nothing wrong with the old man with the white beard who sighed, but Zhou Zihao beside him was very angry, and said angrily: "Why are you sighing? Is this the place where you can sigh? You still sigh at me, why? "While speaking word by word, her chest, which was originally flat, now heaves back and forth up and down.

Zhou Zihao took a step forward and pressed against the forehead of the old man with white beard, his eyes almost came out, and said angrily: "Say it quickly, why are you sighing?" Pulling the white beard vigorously, he roared: "Say it quickly, you just now Aren't you good at talking? Now, why don't you say it, say it quickly, I'll give you a chance, you say it quickly?"

As proof from heaven, Liu Yanshu saw it with her own eyes, Zhou Zihao was really angry this time.

Zhou Zihao confronted the white-bearded old man in a rage, the joints on his angry fist were clearly visible, Liu Yanshu looked at it shockingly, and thought to herself: If this kind of thing happens again in the future, I must give Zhou Zihao this firecracker first. Light it up, otherwise, why didn't it have such momentum before.

But if Zhou Zihao had been able to display his current aura before, the three of them would not have been scolded so badly.

"Aiyo, aiyo~" The old man with white beard tried his best to snatch his beard back from Zhou Zihao's hand, but unexpectedly, he couldn't break free after a long time, so he could only look at Liu Yanshu for help.

Liu Yanshu silently turned her head to the other side, expressing that she didn't see anything.

Just kidding, before this person scolded her for shit, it was unbearable to be a human being, but now she asked her for help, she was easy to soften her heart.

But, what did she see just now?No, she didn't see anything, just now a gust of wind blew her eyes 'accidentally', and she couldn't see anything immediately.

Seeing Liu Yanshu choose the mode, the white-bearded old man had no choice but to throw to the bookboy for help, and Iowa was very happy to find that wrinkled old face and smiled.

The book boy caught a glimpse of the pitiful old man with the white beard, and his heart softened. After thinking for a while, he said slowly, "How about..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Zihao sneered again and again, and said sarcastically: "Why, the dog is not biting you, you can't feel the pain, can you? You are so overwhelmed now that you want to save him. It's ridiculous. When you want to Always remember your identity, you are my book boy, he just scolded me like a pig and dog, why, you want to try too?"

Hearing this, Liu Yanshu couldn't help it, and laughed with a 'puchi'. No one compares herself to a pig or a dog. Although this metaphor is indeed very vivid, she feels that if it is not necessary, it is better not to use such an analogy.

"Okay, okay, Brother Zhou, you've already punished him. He's an old man after all, so let's forget about minor punishments." Liu Yanshu smiled and gave Zhou Zihao a wink. She covered Su Yan's ears, for fear that their voices would disturb Su Yan who needed to rest.

Zhou Zihao, who received the gaze, slowly let go of the old man's beard that had grown for an unknown number of years.

The white-bearded old man slowly leaned to one side, his complexion was very painful, and he touched his curvy and messy beard with heartache, it was not smooth and smooth at all. (end of this chapter)