Tang Jiao bit into the red apple and looked at her cousin in front of her worriedly.
Tang Shijie was so frightened by what she saw that he finally couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?"
Tang Jiao finally put down the apple in her hand and said seriously: "Cousin, you have offended those little bastards, will they take revenge on you?"
Tang Shijie: "..."
Tang Jiao was even more worried: "I heard that if air is injected into the vein, people will die. Could they give you an injection on purpose?"
After a pause, Tang Jiao added, "It's so cold now, and the quilt is so thick, it can be suffocating to death."
Thinking about it again, Tang Jiao continued: "Your room is not good either, 414, look, isn't this a death?"
Tang Shijie was upset by what she said, and actually became a little worried.
Tang Jiao stood up decisively: "Cousin, let me go and pray for you. The Bodhisattva will bless you."
My wonderful cousin.
Although Tang Shijie was a little scared, he was still a grown man and it was hard to show off. He took a deep breath and said, "Bless you, you are a female student in a new society, don't ask for those feudal superstitions."
Tang Jiao turned around aggrievedly and looked at the old lady who was accompanying her, and said in a soft and waxy voice: "Grandma, you know that I am not talking nonsense."
Although it sounds nice to say that it will break down feudal superstition, it is not the case in reality. Whose old lady doesn't believe this? Not to mention the old lady, even her mother's age can't believe it!
As expected, the old lady said: "This is true, and you can't completely disbelieve it. You children have become stupid in reading. How can you not believe in Bodhisattva? The Bodhisattva will be blamed for this."
Tang Jiao nodded quickly with a very pious expression. She held the apple in her hands and said delicately, "Grandma, let's go pay homage to my cousin."
The old lady of the Tang family didn't want to go out because of other things, but this matter was unavoidable.
This is her golden grandson!
"you're right."
Looking at his granddaughter like this, he nodded with satisfaction.
Tang Jiao encouraged the old lady of the Tang family to go out, but after returning to the ward, her mother was dissatisfied. Mrs. Tang Shen Lianyi said: "You don't care what he does! Those shameless people clearly took your money, but they didn't Everyone pretends not to know about money. Tang Heng still wants to throw dirty water on you! You are so kind-hearted, otherwise... "
Mrs. Tang kept talking, and Tang Jiao held her mother's hand. Her brows were full of gentleness, but the flashing light in her eyes gave people a very disharmonious feeling.
Tang Jiao held Mrs. Tang's hand and stood by the window. Outside the window was full of spring, green buds and full of vitality.
She held her mother's arm and said meaningfully: "What are you worried about, mother? Even if I really go to worship Buddha, I will still pray for these shameless people to die early."
Tang Jiao had a smile on her face, but her tone was sinister and cold.
Mrs. Tang was not used to her daughter being like this, so she stretched out her hand to touch her forehead: "Are you confused by the fever?"
Extremely worried.
Tang Jiao shook her head and whispered: "Mom, it turns out that I am ignorant, but I won't be sensible anymore."
Her voice was a little erratic, but the words that came out of her mouth shocked Mrs. Tang.
"Since some things are destined, then it's their turn to die this time."
Mrs. Tang: "Hey..."
Tang Jiao patted her mother on the shoulder, her eyes widened, "Mom, as long as you remember, no matter what I do, I actually want them to die in my heart."
She stretched out and leaned against Mrs. Tang coquettishly: "Mom, help me prepare clothes. I'll go with my grandmother."
Mrs. Tang was unwilling and did not move: "You are not healed yet."
Tang Jiao smiled: "Bodhisattva is so kind to me, I have to thank her."
A mother can always defeat her daughter. Tang Jiao smiled and changed her clothes. Her black hair was combed into two small buns. It was also the bun worn by a little girl of three or five years old. She wore a pink and white striped sweater on her upper body and a gray white lower body. pleated skirt.
Mrs. Tang disagreed: "It's cold outside."
This girl is not in good health yet, what kind of skirt should she wear
Tang Jiao put on her white stockings and put on her leather shoes.
"I'm wearing a coat."
Mrs. Tang looked at her small brown leather suit and rolled her eyes: "This dress is short, can it still block your legs?"
Tang Jiao started to act coquettishly and refused to wear more clothes.
When Tang Zhiyong entered the door, he saw his daughter acting coquettishly.
He asked in a deep voice: "What is this for?"
Mrs. Tang was helpless: "Hurry up and take care of her. She wears so little and is going to pray to Tang Zhijie with her mother-in-law. She is such a silly girl. She doesn't care what others do to her."
When this issue was mentioned, Tang Zhiyong also snorted and said, "I'll assign him to 414." There was obvious show off in his tone. It was he who saved Tang Shijie when he went to find A Heng and sent him to the hospital immediately.
Tang Jiao glanced at her father and thought, "You don't think this is revenge, do you?"
However, there was a touch of emotion on her face. Jiaojiao softly shook Tang Zhiyong's arm and said, "I know dad loves me the most."
Everyone said they didn't see the three hundred yuan thing, so it was an unsolved case.
However, in Tang Zhiyong's opinion, Tang Shijie must have taken it away. But I don’t think it’s Tang Heng.
On the other side, the old man and his wife of the Tang family and the big house firmly believed that Tang Heng had taken them away when there were many people and chaos.
Who would have thought that this money actually still belongs to Tang Jiao!
She picked up her little bag, which was studded with rhinestones. It was a very trendy style that was popular now, and this little bag contained seven hundred yuan.
Most people have been chewing for three to five years.
Seeing that her parents' expressions were still a little worried, she said very sensibly: "We are always a family, and I don't want to see him like this. Hey, everything goes well with our family."
Blinking her eyes, Tang Jiao saw that Mrs. Tang had appeared at the door of the ward, and added more sensibly: "As for the money, let's not pursue it. Maybe it wasn't my cousin and A Heng, but those little bastards who took it away." They are not good people. What I am most worried about now is that they took the money, but they thought my cousin was so rich, and then they focused on my cousin even more."
After saying this, the old lady quickly opened the door and said in a panic: "Is this possible?"
Not even knocking on the door.
Tang Zhiyong was also a little unhappy with his parents for favoring his eldest brother's son, and said in a firm tone: "How is it impossible? I might block him every day."
Old Mrs. Tang was frightened. She just called Amitabha and hurriedly pulled Tang Jiao: "Let's go and pray to Buddha. I beg Guanyin Bodhisattva to help Shijie."
Tang Jiao obediently helped the old lady up and smiled: "Don't be afraid, grandma, the Bodhisattva is the most spiritual. I will accompany you."
Several little girls in the family disliked the idea of worshiping Buddha as being unfashionable. Although they did not dare to say anything in front of her, they never stepped aside. This time Tang Jiao changed her temper, and Old Mrs. Tang was very satisfied.
Tang Zhiyong arranged a car for his mother and daughter, and then scolded Tang Shijie who was lying on the hospital bed, saying that he was a broom star. It is also said that he must have stolen the money.
Mrs. Tang glanced at her husband and thought to herself: You are such a stick! I think it's clearly Tang Heng.
He didn't say much on the face.
Let's not talk about this for the moment. Tang Jiao accompanied Old Mrs. Tang to the City God's Temple. Both her grandfather and grandson were full of piety, especially Tang Jiao, who was even worse than Old Mrs. Tang.
It's not surprising that Tang Jiao was like this, she felt that since she could go back twenty years ago in good health, she must have been blessed by the gods.
She cannot be ungrateful.
The two of them bowed again and again. Mrs. Tang, an old lady with small feet, immediately became very tired.
Tang Jiao smiled brightly, as if she had thought of something. She patted her head and said playfully, "Grandma must be hungry after being out for so long."
She calmed down and then said: "Grandma, I know there is a pastry shop on the street next door, which specializes in selling foreign goods that have come across the ocean. Why don't I go buy some for you."
The old lady was somewhat satisfied and nodded, but glanced at Tang Jiao and said, "Do you still have money?"
Without waiting for Tang Jiao to answer, she said: "If you have money, help your brother. Your brother is no better than a girl like you. He has a lot of social activities and needs it for everything."
Tang Jiao chuckled in her heart, with a bit of embarrassment on her face, and said softly: "My mother only gave me five yuan."
When the old lady heard this, she was dissatisfied again.
"Why is her mother so stingy? She treats her own daughter well, how can she expect to treat A Heng well? It's not easy for this child to fall into her hands."
Tang Jiao wished she could kick such an unreasonable old woman down in front of the Bodhisattva and make her reflect on herself.
No matter how disgusted he was in his heart, he said softly on his face: "I lost all the money mother gave me. And a few days ago, Aunt Yu asked my mother to borrow a few hundred yuan when she went out. My mother didn't have that much money. "
When the old lady heard this, she took a breath and said, "A few hundred? Didn't she go to Nanjing to attend some class reunion? Does this also need a few hundred? How did the family become ruined? There are just such prodigal things. Your mother is a mistress... "
Tang Jiao hurriedly said, "It was my father who spoke. The family's income was not enough, and my mother also took some subsidies from her private room to give to Aunt Yu."
"This prodigal woman." The old lady said bitterly.
If Hu Ruyu hadn't been around, she wouldn't have been able to deal with Tang Heng so easily!
Tang Jiao smiled lightly: "Grandma, wait for me here. Sit inside to get warm. I'll come as soon as I go. Cars can't get through there."
The old lady finally nodded in agreement.
Tang Jiao smiled brightly and turned to leave. Then she thought of something. She turned around and took off her little leather jacket and put it directly on the old lady: "It's cold, so you don't have to wear much, so keep it on."
Then he ran away quickly.
The old lady was stunned by her making such a fuss.
Tang Jiao ran across the street and soon came to the pastry shop. Although it was a bit unfamiliar, after all, it had not changed and it was still there!
Carrying the cakes, she turned around an alley and came to a clothing store.
The pocket Browning I ordered two days ago should arrive soon.
She pushed the door open, and the shopkeeper saw it was her and hurriedly came to greet her and invited her into the back room.
"It's cold today. I thought the lady wouldn't come." He said politely, glanced at her clothes, and quickly poured a cup of hot tea.
Tang Jiao smiled brightly and said, "How could it be? It's all agreed upon."
The shopkeeper nodded, feeling in his heart that he was still young. He was still wearing a cotton-padded jacket, while others were already wearing skirts with bare legs.
This girl is only thirteen or fourteen years old. She is really full of youth. I just don’t know how this person met Master Qi.
He didn't think much and quickly took out the small wooden box.
"Please also ask the lady to inspect the goods."
Having said that, I don't think Tang Jiao is very good at it.
But the reality was like a gust of wind, fanning him hard in the face. The little girl picked up the Browning neatly, loaded it and rotated it. The movement was so fast that it only took her a second to check it. He said with a smile: "It is indeed a high-quality product. I know that Fourth Master's stuff is not deceptive."
The shopkeeper was not sure how Master Qi would introduce a little girl to buy a wooden warehouse, but thinking that no one in Shanghai would dare to do anything in Master Qi's name, he didn't worry too much.
Just out of caution, I asked more questions.
"I have been to Master Qi's house twice, but I have never seen the young lady before."
Tang Jiao did not pause while taking out the money. She put five hundred yuan on the table, raised her head with a smile, her watery eyes were like a crescent moon, only the glistening eyes revealed a trace of almost impossible Cha is pretty.
Her white index finger gently slid on the palm of her hand, and she smiled meaningfully. This smile actually made people feel chilled.
Her voice was so soft that the shopkeeper thought she wouldn't answer.
"There doesn't seem to be a female family member of my age in his family, right? What do you think I am to him?"
Tang Jiao stood up with a smile: "It's Master Qi's birthday tomorrow. Come to Fuyaju."
The shopkeeper's expression changed, but Tang Jiao had already stood up and left the door.
When she came to the street, a gust of cold wind blew into her sweater, and she ran towards the Chenghuang Temple.
It's really cold today!