Marry A Younger Husband

The next day, before going out, Mrs. Feng called shuilinlang over again. After all, she was worried about the safety of xiaomo'er. Zhang rang had been called back by her ancestors. She didn't trust the people in the military academy, so she only let the swallow go with her.

When she arrived at Xieqiao restaurant, shuilinlang asked Dingdang to invite Mr. Shuoshu and linglizui, and told Su kuaijiao the intention. Su kuaijiao naturally allowed it. She wanted to see what the new aunt was capable of and let her go.

Soon, Mr. storyteller and linglizui came over, and shuilinlang told the store to set up a storytelling platform.

Little Mo'er was overjoyed: "that's great. It's much more convenient for me to listen to books in the future."

"You know how to listen to books. Don't forget that you are here to be a man today," he said

The swallow was surprised: "little aunt, this..."

"I want him to exercise and suffer."

"Did you tell the second lady about it?"

"How can I tell her that?"

"Although you are kind-hearted, the young master is the young master after all. If you have enough time, it will not spread to the second lady." Yanzixie knows that Mrs. Feng dotes on xiaomo'er, especially when Su Yan is missing. Xiaomo'er is the only one she can rely on. If she knows that xiaomo'er has been pulled by shuilinlang to be a clerk, she will be furious.

Shuilinlang said with a smile: "brother Yan, I know it in my heart."

Then he looked at little Mo'er and said, "go and change into the clothes of the man."

Small Mo son don't understand: "why to change clothes, I think I wear this set of very good."

"It's just too good. It's not like a man. How dare the guests tell you to do things?"

Little Mo'er looked at the clothes of a man beside him, and cried: "lady, the clothes of a man are too ugly, which will affect the image of my jade faced little gentleman."

"Do you forget how you promised me yesterday?"

Little Mo'er was not willing, so he had to exchange one of the guys' rags for it. But he was thin and small, and the guys' clothes were worn on him, with long hands and feet, empty and funny.

It's still in the morning, and the business in the shop is cold. There is only one old man occupying a table. He comes here to listen to books, so he doesn't order.

Shuilinlang said to Su Allegro: "we must make a rule that we don't come to eat and drink, and don't just listen to white books, otherwise our store will become a bookstore by then."

"Exactly. I'll write a sign and put it up." Su kuaijiao always acts like she talks. She can do it as she says.

Shuilinlang pushed xiaomo'er: "the guest has been sitting, you go to greet him."

Little Mo'er swaggered over and said, "Hey, where are you from?"

The old man was stunned: "I'm not a jerk!"

Shuilinlang pulled back xiaomo'er: "you need to ask people what to eat and drink."

Little Mo'er asked, "old man, what would you like to eat and drink?"

Water Lin Lang a violent chestnut smashed in the past: "you want to call my guest." It's too casual for some people to call their guests old men!

Little Mo'er asked again, "my guest, what would you like to eat and drink?"

The old man said straightforwardly, "I'm here to listen to the book. The stage has been set up. Why don't I start to talk?"

Shuilinlang said with a smile, "I'm sorry, my guest. This is a place to eat and drink, not a bookstore. The reason why we invited a storyteller is to have fun when the villagers come to dinner. It's not time for dinner yet. When it's busy, Mr. Shuo Shu will naturally perform on stage. If you have nothing to do, you can wait

"I'm eating now. Can you tell me a story?"

Shuilinlang thought, it's not worth eating alone and telling him a book. If so, can't Mr. Shuoshu talk all day long?

Shuilinlang said with a smile: "Sir, we have rules here. The guests have to have three floors before they begin to talk. Besides, the guests have to order food and wine here to count. We can't listen to white books. After all, we are in the business of eating, not storytelling. Sir, do you think so?"

"Black shop!" The old man rose abruptly and walked away.

Little Mo'er was furious: "don't go, old man. You're so arrogant. Where are you doing? Let's fight alone!"

When shuilinlang took office, he was embarrassed. Naturally, he was very angry. When he saw that little Mo'er could not help him at all, he would only make trouble for him. He was even more furious and said, "you, go out and solicit guests for me!"Su kuaijiao hastily came forward to make a comeback: "little aunt, you live, uncle Mo is very respectable. It's too much to be a man. How can you let him solicit guests?"

Little Mo'er doesn't think so: "it's no big deal to solicit customers."

He told a man, "go and get a Gong!"

As expected, the man took a gong and knocked at the door: "eat, listen to books, those who pass by, don't miss it. Those who have money eat, those who don't have money go away!"

Shuilinlang was almost mad. He was a hustler or a peddler. He said, "come back, little Mo'er!"

Little Mo'er turned around and said with a smile, "lady, what can I do for you?"

"You don't need to solicit guests. As long as the guests come, you can serve them."

"Don't worry, lady. Promise to finish the task."

Su kuaibao said with a smile: "it's not time for dinner yet. Uncle Mo, please sit down for a while. Don't be in a hurry."

With that, two guests came in, and a man was about to come forward to greet him. Shuilinlang stopped him and looked at xiaomo'er: "go and greet the guests."

Little Mo'er grabs a rag, goes forward and wipes the table casually, and asks, "my guest, what do you want?"

Two guests looking at the clothes that don't fit little Mo'er, especially feel funny, a guest asked: "little brother, how old are you?"

"Thirteen."

"Look at your delicate skin. It's the young master's body and the slave's life."

"I am the body and life of the young master."

Two guests laughed, and one said, "if you are a young master, you will be a man. Aren't you sick?"

"What do you know? I'm doing it for my wife."

"Oh, you don't even have the same hair. There's a lady. I don't have a lady yet!"

"Well, she is my mother!" Little Mo'er points triumphantly at the water.

"I'm not your wife now," she said coldly

Little Mo'er was confused for a moment. He became a clerk, but he didn't take his wife for granted. He was a muddleheaded man and didn't seem to understand the hardships of water. He only knew that he would do whatever she wanted him to do. Now she didn't recognize him.

"Why are you crying?"

"You are my wife, you have been sleeping for so long, and now you don't admit it, you... You..." little Mo'er is heartbroken, and her tears can't stop.

The two guests laughed and just thought it was fun. Su kuaibao had to ask another guy to go to greet him and comfort little Mo'er.

Shuilinlang is sad to see xiaomo'er cry, but she is still determined not to look at him. She wants him to grow up earlier and make him a real man