In Search of Love

Chapter 6

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Ran Feize didn't answer.

After he raised his eyebrows and read Su Xiaopei, he went to drink his tea, he didn't seem to take Su Xiaopei seriously.

Su Xiaopei also calmed down, did not bother or explain, and drank tea.

At this time, someone outside the house shouted, "Boss Tang is back."

Someone shouted again, "Chang Wu Jia is here."

It turned out that the group of good gossip people who wanted to watch the fun were not all gone, so I was embarrassed to come in and just waited in front of the door to check the situation. When Tang Lian came back just now, someone had already run to inform the father and son of the Tang family who opened a shop outside.

The door of the room opened, Su Xiaopei looked up, a man in his forties and a teenager in his teens came in, followed by an old man with a gray beard.

Tang Lian's mother, Tang Li, hurried out when she heard the movement, her eyes were red, and she thought she had cried. When he came out and saw the man, he shouted "official man", and the tears came down again.

Tang Lian's father's name was Tang Zhong, and his face was ugly at this time.

His daughter was kidnapped by thieves two months ago. At first, he was anxious and heartbroken. He was a reporter and he was looking for people together with his neighbors. poured out. Tang Zhong has a good face and can't stand this. Seeing that his daughter is gone, and after a long time, he thinks that it will be more fortunate and less fortunate, and his heart is sad, so he simply treats her dead.

After a while, the gossip finally stopped, and he felt a little more relaxed. He occasionally thought about what happened to his daughter. Although he was sad, he also hoped that this matter would pass soon, and no one would mention it again. Unexpectedly, after having lunch today, not long after I went to the shop with my son, a neighbor came to report that Tang Lian had come back alive.

Tang Zhong's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't say he was unhappy, but the situation that his daughter would be pointed at the Tang family without her innocence immediately came to her mind. He didn't say much, and hurriedly closed the shop and let his son Tang Song go home.

Tang Li Shi and Tang Zhong were talking about their daughter's return.

As soon as these people entered the door, Ran Feize stood up, and Su Xiaopei followed suit and quickly stood up. But her leg was so painful. She had been standing all the time before, but now she sat down and got up, but her leg felt as if she had been run over. She gasped in pain and almost fell.

Ran Feize held her arm and straightened her.

Tang Zhong heard Tang Li talk about the situation, and came over to thank Ran Feize. First, he clasped his fists and shouted "Brother Ran", thanked him, and introduced his identity. Ran Feize also clenched his fists, answered "Boss Tang", and said that it was just a gesture of help, and there was no need to say thank you and other polite words.

It was another dry and sloppy conversation. Su Xiaopei listened to it, wondering if half of the energy of people in ancient times was spent on these so-called politeness and etiquette.

While distracted, Tang Zhong turned to her, folded his fists, and asked, "Who is this?"

Su Xiaopei was nervous for a while, he clasped his fist like Ran Feize, and said: "

Boss Tang. "Then the whole room stared at her again, Ran Feize didn't specifically look at her, but she glanced at him quickly and saw the corners of his mouth curved upwards.

Too bad, her etiquette must be wrong again. How is it played on TV, is it half squatting with two hands squeezed by the side? Su Xiaopei's mind was a little empty, anyway, she couldn't say "nujia", and she couldn't get down when she squatted half-squatting.

Ran Feize seemed to be happy enough and finally helped her save the scene. "This girl also met by chance in the mountains, and has the problem of not remembering things. Don't be surprised."

Everyone showed an expression of sudden realization. Even if there was any displeasure in their hearts, it was not easy to behave, so they were polite to each other. Su Xiaopei had learned to be good a long time ago. Be cautious.

Tang Zhong asked his wife to prepare some food for his benefactor, but he took his son and the old man into the room. Su Xiaopei glanced at it and guessed that they were going to talk to Tang Lian. She was suddenly a little worried. Most of the hostages who were rescued would have a stress response, psychological conditions, etc., and she didn't know what Tang Lian would be like.

She whispered to Ran Feize: "Strong man, when they talked just now, can you hear who the old man is?"

Ran Feize looked at her and replied, "It's the captain."

"What is a long armour?"

"Ten households and one armour, each armour has a chief armour. Miss, don't you remember these things?"

Ten households and one A, the head of the first, Su Xiaopei pondered for a while, guessing whether this is a bit similar to the director of the street community. At this time, Tang Lian was heard crying in the back room: "Dad." Then there was the vague voice of the man who couldn't hear it clearly.

Tang Li listened to Tang Zhong's instructions and went to the kitchen to cook food for Ran Feize and Su Xiaopei. Su Xiaopei was not with Tang Lian at this time, and Su Xiaopei was a little worried.

After waiting for a while, the crying inside stopped, Tang Li also brought out two bowls of noodles, Ran Feize thanked him very politely and took it, and Su Xiaopei followed his example, thanked him and took it. Tang Li hurriedly brought another bowl into the inner room. Tang Lian, like them, hadn't eaten yet.

Su Xiaopei was starving. She pricked her ears to hear what was going on in the back room, and ate noodles. Ran Feize eats noodles with a polite look, neither in a hurry nor slow, and is gentle.

His demeanor really doesn't match his tall stature and oversized baggage. While thinking about it, Su Xiaopei quickly finished the noodles, not even leaving a mouthful of noodle soup.

After a while, Mrs. Tang Li came out again and whispered: "Thank you for your grace, there is something in the family, it is inconvenient to stay with your grace for a long time, and your greetings are not good. Don't blame your grace."

Su Xiaopei sighed, fortunately, she had the cheek to speak before, otherwise the meal would have been lost.

Ran Feize still politely returned the salute, thanked the Tang family for the hospitality, and then left. Su Xiaopeisheng was afraid that he would be left behind, so he hurriedly grabbed a corner of his heavy burden and came out with him.

The two walked out into the street,

One after the other. Ran Feize didn't speak, and Su Xiaopei didn't speak either. The pain in her leg was unbearable, but she gritted her teeth and kept her head down to keep up with him.

Ran Feize suddenly stopped, Su Xiaopei didn't pay attention and almost bumped into him. He turned around, took out a purse from his arms, shook it, poured the money in the purse into the palm of his hand and showed it to Su Xiaopei.

Su Xiaopei glanced at the dozen or so coins, and didn't count the exact number.

Ran Feize still didn't speak, but there was a smile on his face. Su Xiaopei frowned and asked seriously, "Is this all the property of the strong man?"

property? Ran Feize frowned and replied, "This is indeed all the money I have." He waited to see what else this strange girl could say.

Su Xiaopei stared at the copper plates and suddenly asked, "How is the money calculated here?"

"What?" He really didn't understand this.

"Hmm." How to explain it? Su Xiaopei turned his head and saw a man selling steamed buns and hurriedly said, "That is, how many buns can I buy with these coins?"

Ran Feize followed her gaze and said with a smile: "I haven't bought one in this town. In other cities, there are about three copper plates for a steamed bun, and five copper plates for a steamed bun."

Su Xiaopei carefully counted the copper plates in Ran Feize's palm. According to the cheap price, three copper plates are exchanged for one steamed bun. He has fifteen copper plates, that is, five steamed buns. She eats less, one meal is fine, he is wronged. One point, two meals are fine, then that's not enough for two meals.

Ran Feize really laughed, he had never seen anyone who would count money like this. She should know now that he really can't take care of her.

"Girl." He called out, intending to tell her that there was a temple not far from Shishi Town, and if she really didn't know where to go, he could take her to the temple. But before he finished speaking, Su Xiaopei raised his head and asked, "How does the strong man plan to make money?"

Ran Feize was dumbfounded.

This girl, who is not young, has weird hair, clothes, and accents. She says she doesn't remember anything, but she doesn't even know about human affairs, accidents, and daily life. Seeing that she is clearly knowledgeable and polite, her words are rude and rude. She was going to hold on to herself, he knew, but she didn't laugh or flatter, she was so serious and serious, he had never seen her.

How to make money

Ran Feize smiled: "I have strength and some skills, so it's not a problem to ask for food and clothing. It's a girl, what are your plans?"

She must be saying that she has nowhere to go, no money, no relatives, because she doesn't remember anything, she will beg him to take her in, and he will tell her for the last time that he can't take her in, he can only send her to the side of the town On the nunnery temple.

In the end, what Su Xiaopei said was: "I plan to do my bit too. When the strong man goes to earn money, I can help the strong man look at his luggage."

Ran Feize was dumbfounded again. Look at the luggage -- does that count for a bit of force

"Girl." Ran Feize decided to make the words clear, and just got up, but two people ran past, shouting:

"Go and have a look. If you catch the thief, you can get five taels of silver."

Su Xiaopei regained his energy and asked earnestly, "Strong man, do you know martial arts?"

"meeting."

"Have you ever caught a thief?"

"Caught."

"How much is five taels of silver? I mean, how many steamed buns can I buy?"

"… "