On the muddy floor in front of the Town God's Temple, there was a broken mat, and a bony old man, half-closed his eyes, was lying on it stiffly and stiffly.

Alas, seeing the old man's pale face, full of lifeless anger, he must be the dead father.

Beside her, a girl in white linen mourning dress had a straw planted on her head, knelt aside, sobbing.

I thought, those girls in opera books who sell themselves to bury their fathers all have the appearance of Xi Shi and Diao Chan. I don't know whether it is luck or misfortune. When they sold themselves, they were caught by a few hooligans and were about to snatch them away. At this time, the crowd Zhong must stand out at the right time with a handsome and handsome Pianpian young hero. This young hero not only beat off the hooligans and rescued the girl, but also gave her money to bury her dead father.

However, this time, um, this time the girl's appearance is really mediocre, and it may be difficult to sell her.

Alas, the world is getting worse, and the folks in Jinling are very cruel. Seeing such a tragedy, they just circle around to point and watch the excitement, but they don't see a kind person who is willing to help.

Therefore, I felt that incomparable sympathy in my heart.

I sighed again, and quietly took two peanut-sized South Sea pearls from my purse, wrapped them tightly in a handkerchief, and handed them to the girl: "Girl, pack up quickly and bury your old father." .”

The girl trembled, pulled her sleeves to wipe away her tears, and looked up at me in surprise.

Immediately, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and her eyes were watery and affectionate.

I was slightly taken aback, and looked down at my handsome men's clothing.

No way, my appearance, Ye Rong, can be taken by both men and women?First, the white-faced scholar in the small town, and then this girl who prostituted herself to bury her father?

Alas, as the saying goes, filial piety comes first, and so does this girl. Her father died just now, and she looked at a...well, a man with such affection and shyness, after all, it was not appropriate, right?

I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, half covered my mouth with my left hand, cleared my throat, held the handkerchief in my right hand, and passed it in front of the girl.

The girl lowered her eyes, took the veil with a red face, turned sideways and opened it carefully.

After a long while, she seemed to be frozen, and then she hurriedly turned around and kowtowed to me: "My lord is very kind, little girl..."

Immediately, everyone's eyes shot at me, and after a while they started pointing and whispering to me.

Alas, although I, Ye Rong, like the attention of everyone, I don't want people to gossip!

I hurriedly shortened my body, covered my mouth and coughed lightly, and said in a low voice: "Young lady, don't do this..."

The girl raised her head and said shyly: "With this, the little girl can bury her deceased father. Even if the little girl is a slave, a maidservant, an ox or a horse, she must repay the son's great kindness. Get off the little girl..."

Oh, it's not good, after she mentioned it, I suddenly woke up, the girl is going to sell herself!I took out two beads just now, this girl wouldn't think I bought her on purpose, would she?

Alas, I did good deeds with good intentions, but I caused such trouble, alas...

If Senior Brother Jiu saw this, wouldn't he die laughing?

Hey, why didn't he make a sound this time?

In a panic, I turned around and looked for Senior Brother Nine.

Fortunately, fortunately, there is no sign of Senior Brother Jiu around here, I have to get out of here quickly.

I stood up and said solemnly, "Girl, don't misunderstand..."

Before I finished speaking, I suddenly heard a voice saying coldly: "You old father is not dead yet, what are you selling?"

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