Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 6
"Let's sit over there." Ding Shitou pointed to the place farthest from the young master's table on the bridge, in another corner.

That person is not to be messed with, so it is natural to stay away for safety.

There was a large table of Vegetarian dishes, and everyone didn't speak, and they each picked up their chopsticks and ate happily.

"My lord, there is really no room upstairs, why don't you wait a while?" The waiter's voice came from the stairs, "How about I find a seat for you?"

Ding Shitou looked over subconsciously, and his expression changed immediately.

"Dingdian, take the bell and leave quickly." Ding Shitou lowered his voice and ordered.

Ding Dian turned his head to look, and immediately got up and left with the bell, which was not dressed like it.

At the stairway, a young man in fine clothes is waving a fan and arrogantly scanning the situation upstairs, isn't he the fat sheep from before?

"Let me share a seat with others? Do you believe that I demolished this place and rebuilt a new restaurant to eat slowly?",

"My lord, please calm down, young one..." The waiter knew that he had met someone not to be trifled with when he heard the other party speak.

While comforting him, he looked back and hoped that an empty table would suddenly appear.

"We're full, let's go home too."

Ding Shitou watched the excitement for a while, and knew that it would be impossible not to meet each other, so he slowly put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth gracefully, and then got up.

But she was quickly stopped by a folding fan.

"So you're a kind son, I'm so polite here." Ding Shitou saluted politely, and smiled indifferently.

"Coincidentally, there is a free table after we finish eating, so don't be angry, Xiao Er, why don't you hurry up and clear the table for this young master?"

When the waiter heard that there was an empty table, he immediately turned his head and looked at it, and immediately spoke up with a smile on his face: "Okay, miss, go slowly."

After speaking, he flew over to clean up the table, and also put away the silver that Ding Shitou put on the table.

"The girl is leaving now? Are you feeling better?"

Seeing that Ding Shitou was about to leave after a few words, Mr. Huafu did not take back his fan, and said with a half-smile: "Since we meet again by fate, why not sit down and have a cup of tea before leaving?"

"My lord, you don't need to be too polite. I'm in a hurry to go back and take care of my father, so I won't accompany you."

Ding Shitou politely refused, and after he finished speaking, he saluted again, and then glanced puzzled at the folding fan in front of him.

Mr. Huafu still calmly said as usual: "Then I will escort the girl home, and I will pay a visit to your lord by the way."

As soon as Ding Shitou heard this, he knew that Fei Yang had become suspicious.

Then put away the polite smile before, looked at him coldly and said: "My lord, don't mess with friendship when we meet by chance, my family is innocent and I don't allow you to offend like this."

The guests who had said that the two were acquainted with each other heard this, and started talking in a low voice in surprise.

Mr. Huafu glanced around, snorted coldly and said proudly: "I am Dong Cheng, the nephew of the prefect of Hangzhou, offending you? Hmph!"

The implication is that offending you is flattering you. I don't know how many women have tried their best to cry and beg me to offend you.

Ding Shishitou felt extremely disgusted seeing him change from his previous gentle manner, and his face turned cold.

"It turned out to be the son of an official family. No wonder he is so arrogant. It's a pity that my family has been taught by the court, and I would rather smash jade than ask for integrity. If you don't give way, my family will keep their innocence even if blood is splashed on the spot!"

Although Ding Shitou is a gangster, he also hates bullies the most.

She was even more impolite at the moment, seeing that she was full of grief and indignation, tears in her eyes, and witty words like pearls. In an instant, the nephew of the prefect of Hangzhou, Mr. Dong Cheng, was charged with molesting a good woman.

Although no one dared to speak out to be fair, the discussions among the spectators grew louder, and even a few heads looked around at the bottom of the stairs.

(End of this chapter)