Paper horse incense shop

I remember this voice -

It's Mr. Gu.

When I watched Yu Jiajia play cards in the public area before, I noticed something strange about this person that I couldn't explain, so it had a particularly profound impact on him.

If I remember correctly, when we separated, Mr. Gu did ask Yu Jiajia and I if we also wanted to exchange chips for something.

It turns out that the person who traded with Mr. Gu was Yang Jinhua.

Unexpectedly, it makes sense.

After all, according to Yang Jinhua herself, she is one of the founders of the guild hall.

But, what exactly is it that makes Master Gu, who is so difficult to offend, do anything to block the train in exchange for it?

I wiped the lip marks on my eyes and raised my eyes to look at the scene outside the car window.

Mr. Gu has put away the usual slutty smile on his face when he was at the gambling table, and replaced it with a serious and sincere smile. He wanted to continue talking, but when he met my eyes, he was obviously stuck:

"Sister Yang, this is yours."

Yang Jinhua was obviously a little dissatisfied with him. She gave me another smack before replying:

"I don't care about Lennon's business."

"There is no stock now, let's talk about it later."

After saying this once, Mr. Gu was obviously a little anxious. He even gave up his original intention to pry into my thoughts and immediately said in a repeated voice:

"Sister Yang, we can't run out of goods!"

"How about you think of a way?"

"I'll give you more money here. Can you give me more money?"

"In addition to the chips originally needed for redemption, I will give you another ten million, no, twenty million!"

There was a crack in the originally indifferent pupils in Mr. Gu's eyes, and he pressed his hands tightly on the gap in the car window.

Yang Jinhua was obviously impatient and shouted softly:

"Go away!"

"Otherwise you won't be able to get anything in the future!"

Mr. Gu was stunned and subconsciously let go of his hand. In the last gap when the car window was closed, I saw the anxious Mr. Gu again. After a brief silence, he turned back into the dominating gambler at the gambling table.

The vehicle slowly drove into the night, and there was silence in the vehicle. Yang Jinhua suddenly said:

"Aren't you curious at all?"

"I remember Nong just played cards with Xiao Gu. I thought you would want to ask this Xiao Gu."

I lowered my eyes:

"What my aunt wants to say, she will naturally say it. If she doesn't want to say it, I won't ask her."

And, most importantly, I will know it as time goes by.

Yang Jinhua seemed to be very satisfied with my obedient appearance and chuckled, but she actually didn't say anything.

The vehicle's nightlights cut through the darkness, and they returned to the secluded villa along the way they came.

It's just that this time, Yang Jinhua gave me a very different feeling, and my mentality was also slightly off.

Before I came here, I thought it was about working hard, but it turned out that what was really difficult was being a satisfying pet.

So, after watching Yang Jinhua leave with Xiao Haqie, I immediately turned to a servant and said:

"Where's the backpack I brought?"

The servant said respectfully:

"After taking it back, the owner took a closer look and said it was all garbage and ordered us to throw it away."

I'm actually not surprised by this answer at all, but when I think about the things I've collected little by little in my backpack, my heart still twitches for a moment:

"Get it back, I have something in there."

"I've taken it. If you throw it away again, it won't pass Aunt Yang's test." The servant who was bowing raised his eyes and glanced at me. He was still polite but made no move.

Apparently I've only been here less than a day, not long enough for them to do much.

I thought of Yang Jinhua's power, and the theory of being a slave and serving others, and the theory of being a slave to others, and I didn't even tremble my eyelashes:

"I'll give you half an hour."

The servant couldn't understand my expression, so he finally felt a little timid, lowered his head and said:

"Okay, please wait a moment, miss."

I waited in the lobby for half an hour, and sure enough the servant returned with a large backpack that gave off a strange smell.

There are some traces of moisture in the corners of the backpack, and there are also a lot of strange and inexplicable stains on the surface. But fortunately, I bought a cross-country marching bag, which has good waterproof performance and there is almost no moisture inside.

I faced the strange look from the servant when I picked up the bamboo, put away my tools and small backpack, gave up all my clothes and daily necessities, and then returned to the room Yang Jinhua arranged for me.

The room is large, and the various furnishings are exquisite. Even the edge of the bed cover shows off a circle of lace.

But, it's not cozy at all.

When a person lies in it, it feels like he is among thorns. If he struggles even a little, his neck will be tightened by the lace, making him unable to breathe.

Therefore, I did not sleep well during my first sleep in Yunmeng.

It wasn't until about noon the next day that I was woken up by the noise outside the window.

In fact, it stands to reason that this kind of villa area has excellent sound insulation and there should be no noise. But when I opened the window and took a look, I found that it was snowing outside.

The snow in Yunmeng is not like that in the north. There is only a thin layer, covering the plants lightly.

The feeling given to people can be fleeting at any time.

But the light snow also excited southerners who had not seen snow for a long time.

Yang Jinhua was not in the courtyard, but her voice seemed to come from the corridor of the villa, directing all the servants to gather around Can Xue, causing quite a stir.

I wanted to reach out and touch the remaining snow on the window sill. When I reached out, I realized that my hands were shaking badly.

Moreover, the snow in Yunmeng is much colder than I thought.

I stood there for a long time, until the snow on my fingertips melted away, then I retracted my hand, closed the door and window tightly, got dressed, turned around and went downstairs.

The heating in the villa was fully on, and Yang Jinhua was eating breakfast at the dining table wearing an elegant silk nightgown. Her slender fingers hooked the gold-encrusted porcelain cup, and she took a sip, and then she noticed me:

"My dear girl, are you awake?"

"It's a cold spring day today, and it actually snowed."

"Here, here is the little snowman I made for you. You can play with it."

The little snowman on the table has two leaf ears. It looks a little cute, but most of it has melted in the warmth of the room.

I thanked Yang Jinhua. Yang Jinhua seemed to be very sleepy, with some red threads in her eyes. She huffed again. I seized the opportunity and asked:

"Auntie, it snowed a little today. The scenery outside must be nice. Do you want to go out for a walk?"

Yang Jinhua slapped her hat in the face and waved her hand nonchalantly:

"Auntie is tired. She is not as energetic as a young person."

"Non, go out and play for a while. If you need money, Dashachun, bring me my card bag. I remember there is an additional gold card in it that has not been activated."

The servant who retrieved my backpack for me last night came after hearing the news and handed a thick stack of cards to Yang Jinhua. Yang Jinhua looked at it for a while and randomly picked out one:

"Take it and play with it. I'll call the bank right away to activate it."

I took the card obediently, and Yang Jinhua's bare hands, painted in red, tapped the table a few times and said:

"You must be home before four o'clock in the afternoon."

"otherwise."

Today is really great, I’m starting to get jet lagged (akimbo)