The Ideal Son-in-Law

Chapter 442: It is better to unblock than to block

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"think."

Peanut nodded and blurted out a word without thinking, but then he suddenly woke up from his daze. Realizing what he had just said, he turned around hastily, and when he found that it was Zhang Shou standing behind him, his face turned pale and he instinctively stepped back.

Seeing that if the little fool retreated any further, he might break through the curtain and run directly inside to make a scene, Zhang Shou could only grab the man's collar and drag him out in anger. Although he looked weak, he actually got up early every day to jog and practiced a few sword techniques with Ah Liu. He was not weak in body, and Peanut was not an expert, so he was easily dragged out by him.

"Sir, no, that's not what I meant..."

Seeing that Xiao Huasheng was so anxious that he was talking incoherently, Zhang Shou used his eyes to signal him to shut up. Then he glanced at Xiao Cheng, who was staring at Xiao Huasheng with a strange look on his face, and said to Yang Hao and Zheng Dang, "You two take Xiao Cheng to buy something to eat. Don't think about saving money. It's rare to come out, and it would be a pity to miss this kind of food event."

As he said this, he untied the purse at his waist, took out a string of coins and threw it over. Ah Liu had just settled the horses, and he was probably taking those random people who had been recruited from who knows where to act as plainclothes, so he, who usually didn't carry money, also put some money in his purse. This heavy string of money was estimated to be about 100 or 200 coins, enough for these little guys to buy some food.

Seeing Yang Hao took the money, he immediately chatted happily with Zheng Dang, and then the two of them came in front of Xiao Cheng with smiles on their faces, and with a few words, they pulled the confused little guy away. Only then did he let go of his hand, and then clapped his hands lightly, and smiled nonchalantly at the pale little Peanut opposite him.

"It's not a big deal to like watching and listening to operas. Everyone has hobbies in life." But when he saw that Peanut's expression softened a little, he suddenly changed his tone and said, "But if you like singing operas and hope to be an actor on stage and become a famous actor in the future, then you have to think about it. That is definitely not what your salty uncle wants you to do. He will probably want to beat you to death."

Peanut's head had completely drooped. Although a new play had begun to be performed not far away, it seemed extremely far away to him, so far away that it was unattainable.

He sniffed hard, and then said in a voice that was almost like a whisper: "When I was a child, I wanted to learn martial arts, like my uncle, like Uncle Yunhe, who could fight and fight, but my bones and muscles were not born that good, so no matter how much I practiced, it was useless. Later, I wanted to study hard, but I had no talent, and I could not even recite the Analects and the Book of Songs with difficulty."

"I can swim, but I'm not very good at it; I can count, but I often make mistakes; I followed Uncle Yunhe to learn how to use the spinning wheel, but I always break the yarn... I only know a few more words than the errand boy, but I can't do anything else. I'm really useless. I can only forget all this when I go to those restaurants and opera troupes to secretly listen to operas in my spare time."

As he was talking, Peanut couldn't help but wipe his eyes: "The reason why I can dress up as a woman is because a sister from a troupe I often go to saw that I was young but liked to sneak over, so she suddenly had an idea to put makeup on me and put on her costume, but who knew that Uncle Yunhe would find out."