There used to be a great villain in Linzhou City, but he was not heinous, but he opened some small casinos, built some small incense buildings, and raised some small thugs. On weekdays, he is stern, except for his close friends and relatives, few others can make him smile, let alone his enemies. If he encounters an enemy, this wicked man has absolutely no room for mercy, and he is so frightened that every family in the city will lower their eyebrows and pleasing to the eye every time they encounter him, and walk cautiously, for fear of being inadvertently inadvertent.
But later, Linzhou City suddenly lost a great wicked man, and there was a great good man.
It's not that a living Bodhisattva is alive, but it is nothing more than helping poor families every now and then, helping a few stray girls who were kidnapped by others, showing compassion to his brothers, and giving away some small money for everyone to eat and drink.
Tang Qiaoyuan took a sip of tea slowly, saving himself daily: what is the use of him wanting the owner of the village.
But his wife spoke again: "Qiaoyuan, it rained a lot a few days ago, and the river swelled, and the bridge in the east of the city collapsed..."
"Buy," Tang Qiaoyuan's mouth was too smooth, and he realized that something was wrong, so he changed his mouth, "Fix it."
Fang Sushun raised her eyebrows and said, "The wealthy households in the city have donated some money. When I asked Tang Mansion this morning, I said it was still a little short."
"How much?"
"Two hundred taels of silver." Tang Qiaoyuan made an estimate, thinking that those wealthy households might have donated less than one hundred taels together. If it weren't for Fang Su now, no one would dare to call this cannibalistic idea to Tang Mansion.
He smiled, and before he could say the word "donation", Fang Su hesitated: "Two hundred taels of silver, this time it's too much."
He couldn't help laughing at last, put down the tea cup in his hand, and sat beside the person by the window to make fun: "I feel bad? It's okay, I'll rush my husband tomorrow to go to the casino in person, and win a few games and get back."
Fang Su gently tugged at his sleeve and taught him to stop this nonsense without saying a word.
"If you don't go, you won't go," Tang Qiaoyuan grabbed the hand and wrapped the man in his arm to coax him, "Susu is at ease, although your husband is far from being rich enough to rival the country, it's not a problem to build those bridges. ."
Fang Su laughed out loud, but there was still guilt in his heart, as if all the money for good deeds was due to his faults, causing Tang Qiaoyuan to suffer losses. It's just that he didn't know how to say these words, he hesitated several times between his brows, and Tang Qiaoyuan, who knew that he was getting deeper and deeper, guessed by himself.
Tang Qiaoyuan lowered his eyes with a playful laugh, hugged him against the wall and leaned comfortably, pretending to be casual, "Doing good deeds, you are accumulating virtue for me."
Fang Su tilted her head to look over and listened carefully without blinking.
"I used to do good deeds. I thought that if Ziran was alone, he would be punished someday, and he would not be afraid of sudden death." Fang Su was nervous when he heard this, and suddenly tightened his body, and the people around him patted him on the shoulder to comfort him , "It's different now, I've grown you for several years, I'm afraid that one day you die first, leaving you alone. So always do good things, make up for my old mistakes, it's the best for me. With no relatives, money is always something outside the body, and you can deal with it how you like."
Fang Su's nose was sour. In the past, Tang Qiaoyuan's sweet words were mostly warm words. Unlike today, he would mention the separation of life and death a hundred years later. But Fang Su didn't want to listen, Tang Qiaoyuan didn't want him to be alone, how could he leave this person to suffer alone.
He suppressed the injustice in his heart, and responded more lively: "Even if it is difficult, I will definitely go later than you."
Tang Qiaoyuan pretended to be surprised: "My family Susu has learned to 'talk back'." Well, pretending not to notice his blushing eyes, he kissed his forehead lightly, and stopped talking to him about such gloomy words.
Fang Su smiled softly and looked up to kiss him.
A gust of cool wind slid outside the corridor, rolling the fragrance of the grass and trees, and the continuous rain finally stopped, and I kept my eyes open all day.
Tang Qiaoyuan straightened his clothes and stood up with Fang Su, rushing to the sun just to walk outside the house, just to look at the broken bridge waiting to be repaired on the Chengdong River.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to carry some extra belongings, and before turning back, he donated the two hundred taels of silver, in exchange for Fang Su's peace of mind.
It would be good to change him for a few more days of longevity, with Fang Suxing to his old age, year after year, he has spent countless years with each other.