Ma'am, I was wrong

If he was still a bit of a fairy before, then now he doesn't know from which corner he came out.

Trying to stroke the beard under his chin, the white-bearded old man found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't return to his original appearance. He pouted his mouth and looked at the person who rescued his sweetheart from the devil's hand with a very aggrieved expression.

Liu Yanshu was taken aback, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile, "Do you know the present report? There is an old saying that goes well, it's not that you don't report, it's that the time has not yet come."

The old man with the white beard couldn't understand the deep meaning in Liu Yanshu's words, he was clearly saying that when you scolded us earlier, we didn't resist, now that the present report is here, it's his turn.

Whether he is happy or not, he has to suffer.

Squinting his eyes slightly, clasping his arms around his chest, the old man with white beard abruptly turned his head to the other side. Right now, he didn't want to have another word with Liu Yanshu.

He didn't want to talk to Liu Yanshu, but Liu Yanshu wanted to talk to him, chat.

She curled the corners of her lips, and said in a gentle voice: "You scolded us mercilessly before, and we also retaliated just now. Now we can say that we are settled, and we owe nothing to anyone." Turning his eyes slightly, he whispered: "Do you think we can communicate well now?"

The white-bearded old man looked at Liu Yanshu angrily, and he scolded them for everything, that was clearly normal communication, okay?He pouted, but refused to say a word.

Seeing that people refused to communicate with her, Liu Yanshu was not angry, she smiled, and explained softly: "Actually, it doesn't matter at all to me whether you talk or not."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pulled up the stall on Su Yan's body, and cast a glance at the white-bearded old man, "After all, it's all due to fate that we meet by chance. It's just that fate brings us together, and it can also make us part. It's freezing in the cold, but I don't know what will happen if a person falls headfirst into the snow and no one finds out for a long time?"

Doubtful voices filled his ears, not only did he start to imagine that scene, the protagonist in it was himself, the white-bearded old man trembled in fright, crossed his hands across his chest, and said nervously, "What do you want to do? "

Liu Yanshu slowly began to tidy up Su Yan's black hair, looked at the white-bearded old man suspiciously, with a bewildered expression, and said in bewilderment, "How could it be what I want to do, obviously it should be what you want to do."

After a pause, he looked thoughtful, and said blankly: "Perhaps, it can be said why you ran into our carriage on your own initiative?"

Hearing this, the old man with white beard was stunned.

That's right, he just took advantage of the snowy road and the thick fog. Anything could happen. People can't see anything in the fog. They can see the carriage from a distance. When the carriage approaches him, he covers his head and rushes forward.

Mr. Li carefully looked at the person in front of him. He couldn't remember how long it had been. This was the first time in so many years that he was eager to know how this person discovered his true purpose.

Zhou Zihao and Shutong looked at the two of them in surprise, and found that this seemed to be Liu Yanshu's one-man show, and they couldn't speak a word.

A thought came to Zhou Zihao's mind, indeed, he had vaguely guessed that this person ran into their carriage on his own initiative, otherwise, relying on the driver's ability to go all over the place, he wouldn't be able to hit anyone with his eyes closed.

Liu Yanshu withdrew her gaze and spoke calmly, "In my opinion, it's harmless. It's just a matter of giving more money to say something outrageous."

Taking a deep breath, she quietly waited for Mr. Li's reply, but it was obvious that Mr. Li didn't mean to answer her.

She waited for a long time, but there was no further comment, and she whispered her doubts, "I just don't understand why you have to follow us. If you want to avoid the cold wind, you can speak up."

"Eh..." Mr. Li didn't know what to do for a while?He smiled, stroking his long beard with a very embarrassed expression.

He can say that that way of speaking is his own unique way of treating people, and it doesn't have any other meaning at all. It's just that you juniors are not pleasing to the eye. Would you like to scold me a few words?
However, no matter how unreasonably Mr. Li made trouble, he also knew that he could not speak his mind.

Otherwise, it would not be Liu Yanshu simply scaring him, but Zhou Zihao who was full of anger would really throw it out without hesitation as Liu Yanshu said.

He is old, not stupid.

"My little brother, listen to me. I am a widowed old man and I am rushing to Suzhou City with the only money I have. I am walking during the day and at night. I don't know how long I have been walking. He rushed past a carriage, snatched my money and clothes to keep out the cold, turned around and left without mercy."

Mr. Li waved his hands, crying like the four people in the car, and said with a sob: "Look, there is no Wang Fa in the eyes of those young people. They openly robbed my old man in broad daylight."

As he spoke, he slapped his thigh hard, and tears fell on the carriage with a 'swish'.

Zhou Zihao and Shutong, who were sitting beside Mr. Li, couldn't see his little movements, only saw him crying sadly, and the two of them also cried together, their appearance was so pitiful.

Mr. Li thought he could hide it from the world, and cried "the pear blossoms bring the rain", but Liu Yanshu, who was sitting opposite him, could see his little movements clearly. From Liu Yanshu's perspective, it was not too clear.

She withdrew her gaze and said calmly, "And then?"

"Ah?" Old Li was stunned. A normal person should have cried a long time ago when he heard the story of him crying. Why did Liu Yanshu ask him without changing her expression.

"There is no more, no money, no clothes to keep out the cold, old man, I can only sit in the ice and snow, even the old man, I thought I was going to die somewhere, at this time, your carriage came over, I thought you were Those robbers who robbed me of my money." Earlier, Mr. Li made up a story very bluntly, but at the end, even he believed his words.

Hearing that there was a misunderstanding, Zhou Zihao immediately slapped the table and decided to give some of his belongings to Mr. Li to help him through this difficult time, and to reassure him that their carriage will take him safely to Suzhou City .

As soon as these words came out, Liu Yanshu closed her eyes, and slowly opened them again. At this moment, she only felt a splitting headache.

Can't Zhou Zihao see it?The clothes worn by the white-bearded old man were many times better than those of the two of them. Who gave him the confidence to help a stranger without any evidence.

She sighed, resisting the urge to curse, and said tactfully, "Brother Zhou, maybe he doesn't need your help at all?"

Mr. Li waved his hands again and again, "No, no, my surname is Li, you can call me whatever you want, I really need you enthusiastic people to help me." His tone was very sincere. (end of this chapter)