Li Xiaotan was stunned when he heard the words.
"Excuse me, I am alone and have no relatives."
"Don't... Brothers and sisters, nephews and nieces, even the distant ones, there are more or less one or two, right?"
Li Xiaotan tilted his head and swept his fingertips across the cup, as if lost in thought.
For a long while: "...there is no far room."
"Are you relatives to Monkey King?"
"what?"
"It all popped out of a crack in the rock."
"Fuck off!" Li Xiaotan slapped the opponent's forehead, not strong enough, and the fragrance was light. "I have no distant relatives, only one sister, but the person is dead."
"Do you still have a sister?"
"Why, any comments?"
The bartender shrank his neck and smiled: "Don't dare. Does your sister have any children?"
Li Xiaotan shook his head: "I don't know."
She and Li Xiaoyun hadn't seen each other for many years, starting from when she became a junior for a man and ran away from home.
The last time I heard about her was a year ago, when I went to the barbershop, I met a young girl named "Ning Piao" from her hometown, and heard her casually mention it.
At that time, Li Xiaotan didn't react much, only feeling strange.
If she hadn't deliberately mentioned it, she would have almost forgotten that she still had an older sister, and this older sister had left her home. During the difficult years when her parents were seriously ill and her younger sister was forced to drop out of school, she never appeared.
I have never given charcoal in the snow, and I am even stingy.
Like her parents, Li Xiaotan waited and waited, hoping that one day she would suddenly appear, and stretch out a hand for this crumbling home.
Unfortunately, they did not wait.
Her parents died and her family was separated. She was unable to continue her studies and had to go north to earn a living.
For so many years, I haven't mixed up with a personal appearance, but has become a vulgar rose that can be picked easily in the dust. As long as there is money, everyone can pick up its fragrance.
Li Xiaotan bit his scalp, gritted his teeth and walked to this day.
But there is only one person who wants to say "hate"—
Li Xiaoyun!
If she hadn't been willing to fall, and ignored her parents, a good home would not be separated, she would not go to Jingping alone, nor would she be ruined by the landlord...
Maybe she is not good enough to be admitted to a prestigious university, but she also has books and studies. After graduation, she will find a job steadily, let her get married and have children, and be an ordinary but innocent woman. .
It's better than now, with red wine on his lips and tight clothes wrapped around his body, from this room to that room, from this man to the next.
All kinds of styles are not self-pleasant, they are all displayed for men, they have no right to choose, and no right to resist.
The bartender originally wanted to say a few more words, but seeing that Li Xiaotan's face was not good, he closed his mouth interestingly and watched her get up and walk away.
"Sister Tan, there are orders."
Li Xiaotan had a meal at his feet: "Which box?"
"306."
It's a big bag.
"Okay," she raised her red lips, "I'll change my clothes, put on makeup, and dress up. Now these big bosses have a great appetite."
"Is a quarter of an hour enough?"
Li Xiaotan waved and walked away on high heels: "It's too much, it's done in ten minutes."
"Heh..." The man stared at her curled away back and smiled in a low voice, "Did the lady still tell her to be an experience? Little X goods."
After seeing Song Jing, Shen Hun stopped jumping and fell completely silent.
He Hongye couldn't stand his son's grievance, and even called and asked once, "Second, what did you tell her? Be quiet?"
"What should be said, what should not be said, have been said." Understatement.
"It shouldn't be said? For example?"
"Quan Hanting may die."
"You—" He Hongye was frightened, "It's just for fear that the world will not be chaotic!"
"Heh..." the other side sneered, "Do you think that with her intelligence and understanding of Quan Hanting, you can't guess it?"
"The sixth child left, just didn't want her to face this, and in the end you..." With a big mouth, everything was pierced.
"Stupid! What does he think Shen Hou is? A Mao with low IQ, or A Gou with no temper? TV dramas are no longer popular in these years, but he has the courage to come out like this. Of-self-righteous!"
The corner of He Hongye's mouth**.
On the other side, Song Jing’s cool words are not over yet: "Kwon Lao Liu walks freely, if he dies, of course it’s best, and he can leave a radiant and affectionate image; if he doesn’t die and comes back, you think Shen Hun will have What's the reaction?"
He Hongye thought of the woman's deserted temperament and stubborn personality: "...Tricky."
"Wait and watch, the good show is to come." It's not too much of a typical show to be crowded.
"You..." He Hongye pressed his posterior molars, his entire face distorted, "It's really hurtful."
In exchange for a soft smile on the other end.
"Dad, what's the situation now?" He Huai rushed into the study, still not used to knocking on the door.
"What's the situation?"
He stopped at the table, his eyes flickered: "Just Shen Hou... She went to find the second master, what was the result?"
"you guess."
He Huai looked at him jokingly and smiling, and his whole body was not good: "Old man, are you going around me?"
"Well, I'll go around you."