The Plough

Chapter 124

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first day.

Ling Shu went outside where Zhou Thirty was working early, and found a corner to squat there and wait.

As a result, it was dark before Zhou Thirty came out of the city government office building.

He himself was shivering from the evening wind, his nose was running, and there were a few more copper plates at his feet.

Ling Shu looked up in confusion, just in time to see a middle-aged woman throw a copper plate at him.

"You're so stupid at such a young age, and you're so stupid. Take it to finish the porridge, and don't let anyone steal it!"

The other party said quickly, hurried away, and didn't even give him a chance to clarify.

Ling Shu sucked his nose and picked up the copper plates silently.

When he got home that night, he realized that his brother-in-law had left by the back door that day.

Ling Shu almost wanted to hit someone.

the next day.

Ling Shu was prepared, put on a thick coat, hired a rickshaw, and asked the driver to wait with him at the back door of the building.

This time, I finally waited until Zhou Thirty came out.

But Zhou 30 went straight home and didn't go to the concession that Ling Yao mentioned at all.

So much so that when Ling Shu went back, his sister and brother-in-law had already eaten half of the dinner, and he was still hungry and didn't even get a drop of water.

Zhou Thirty also smiled and said, "Where have you been to be happy and unrestrained? Your sister made your favorite sauerkraut and sea bass, and I almost ate them all, leaving only sauerkraut!"

Ling Shu was exhausted physically and mentally, and no longer wanted to speak.

Another day of nothing.

Day three.

Ling Shu asked Ling Yao for the address she followed that day, went directly to the concession, and waited outside the bungalow that Ling Yao said.

As a result, he did not wait for the woman who had an affair with Zhou 30, but waited for Yue Dingtang.

Yue Dingtang walked out of the small bungalow across the street, accompanied by a young woman.

A young, stylishly dressed and beautiful western woman.

The skin is snowy, and the hair is golden.

Holding a small umbrella and wearing a long lace dress, not to mention how foreign it is.

She and Yue Dingtang were very close, and the two were talking, but the latter seemed to be unable to hear clearly. He leaned forward slightly with his upper body, and the young woman's mouth almost pressed against Yue Dingtang's ear.

I don't know what to say, and then both of them laughed happily.

Oh, this Lao Yue's peach blossom luck is not bad, Ling Shu secretly said.

In the past few days, he didn't go to the police station, nor to Yue's house, nor did Yue Dingtang send anyone to ask, and even Uncle Zhou said that he would give him the sauce duck, but there was no shadow.

Sure enough, with the new one, the old one is forgotten.

He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and felt that Uncle Zhou was disloyal.

The two got into the car one after the other.

Ling Shu patted the rickshaw driver.

"Quick, catch up with the car in front of me."

The rickshaw driver was dozing off when he suddenly slammed his shoulder and almost jumped up. Then he looked at the car that was gradually moving away, and he couldn't help but look embarrassed.

"Sir, how can I keep up with the car with my two legs?"

Ling Shu shoved a piece of ocean into his hand without saying a word.

"Look at me, look good!"

The driver was refreshed, as if he had taken a few tubes of chicken blood, and he pulled the car and started chasing after two legs.

The distance between the tandem and the back gradually widened, but the car in front was driving in the urban area, and the speed was destined to be impossible to go anywhere.

The car went all the way until it left the concession.

Ling Shu asked the driver to stop.

"Okay, stop chasing, come here first, you go and rest."

He already knew where he was going.

Yue family.

Exactly in the evening.

Yue Dingtang had a great conversation with Rebecca at Professor He's salon, and he had a lot of intentions. The two of them just left together, and by the way, invited people to the house for dinner, and Rebecca happily accepted the invitation.

Standing behind the guests, Yue Dingtang was about to enter when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Sir Yue, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you very much."

Yue Dingtang raised his eyebrows and turned around slowly.

"I have a distinguished guest today, I'm afraid I won't be able to entertain you."

Ling Shu smiled and lifted the item in his hand.

"I brought pickles to see Uncle Zhou."

Yue Dingtang's expression didn't change: "I can transfer it on my behalf. You can take care of your injury at home. When your injury is healed, you can report to the police station."

Ling Shu: "This is so inappropriate. Uncle Zhou hasn't seen me for a few days. He must miss me very much. You can't deprive him of the pleasure of seeing me, right?"

Seeing that Yue Dingtang had no intention of giving way, he had to raise his voice.

"Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou!"

When Uncle Zhou heard the sound, he was really surprised.

"Young Master Ling is here, please come in! It just so happens that there are guests coming today. The Fourth Young Master asked me to cook a lot of dishes. Just stay for dinner!"

Yue Ding Tang gave way with a smile but not a smile.

Ling Shu stepped in briskly.

"Uncle Zhou, I haven't been here for the past two days, and I haven't seen you looking for me. Did you forget me?"

"How come? I wanted to send someone to find you for dinner. The fourth young master said that you want to accompany your sister at home."

The voices of the two gradually moved away from the kitchen, and Yue Ding and Tang Yan quickly pulled them back.

"Come and say hello to the guests."

Rebecca was reading a book on the sofa, demurely like the angel on the stained glass in the church.

As they got closer, Ling Shu noticed that the book in her hand was still in French.

"Rebecca."

She was fascinated until her name was called.

"This is Ling Shu, who is also eating at home tonight. This is Rebecca, my friend."

Yue Dingtang made a brief introduction.

It is really simple.

There are many kinds of friends, there are those who meet by chance, those who make deep conversations, and those who attract each other. Superficial friends, in fact, gradually get to know each other deeply. In the end, who knows

"Hello."

Rebecca smiled and stretched out her hand, Ling Shu held it with kindness, and touched her lips lightly on the back of her hand.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Rebecca. May I know what book you're reading?"

Rebecca said: "Botany for Ladies."

She is fluent in Chinese with only a little accent. If you don't see anyone, it's easy for people to misunderstand that it's Chinese speaking.

Ling Shu was surprised: "Is botany still divided into males and females?"

Rebecca explained patiently: "The title of this book is "Botany for Ladies", because the author is a woman, and many of the botanical works of female writers at that time existed in the form of letters or dialogues, so she Taking a different approach, using a new way of writing, turns this book into a universal science primer."

Ling Shu didn't feel embarrassed, but nodded suddenly: "I see, I'm very interested, but unfortunately I can't read French. If there is someone like you who is proficient in both Chinese and French, it would be great to translate the book into Chinese."

Rebecca became happy: "Do you think so too? I'm just starting to do this right now. Mr. Yue said that he has a more original version of this book at home, so I'll take the liberty to interrupt. When the translation is finished, I'll I'll send you a copy!"

Ling Shu bowed gracefully: "Then I'll be waiting to be your first reader."

Yue Dingtang couldn't help but admire Ling Shu's ability to please women.

This kind of skill is not deliberate, but more like a talent.

But the other party never used this talent on himself.

During dinner, Rebecca chatted with Yue Dingtang about academic issues, and naturally they used English and French.

Yue Dingtang took a moment to glance at Ling Shu.

The latter was obviously unable to speak. He was burying his head in eating, and the chopsticks picked up the rice grains and sent them to his mouth again and again. The speed was obviously much slower than usual, and there was half a bowl left in the end.

Yue Dingtang glanced at him occasionally, but Ling Shu didn't raise his head and couldn't see his expression.

Would you like to talk about something that interests him? Yue Dingtang thought so.

But Ling Shu was running around everywhere for the past two days, and he didn't show up in front of him, and he didn't explain where he went.

Yue Dingtang suddenly missed his time in Fengtian.

Even if they were on the edge of life and death at that time, at least the bodies and hearts of the two were so close.

The other party did not give him much time to think.

"I'm full, you take it slow."

Ling Shu nodded to them, got up and left the table.

Yue Dingtang frowned as if he heard him telling Uncle Zhou to go first.

"Mr. Yue? Mr. Yue?"

Rebecca's voice brought him back to his senses.

"May I ask, what is this dish called?"

Yue Ding Tang Shu frowned: "It's Longjing Shrimp, a famous dish in Hangzhou. The chef at home is from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and he is very good at this dish."

Rebecca said happily: "It's really delicious. Can you give me the recipe if it's convenient, and I'll let the cook try to make it when I go back."

Yue Dingtang: "Of course you can."

He admitted that he was a little absent-minded, and what Rebecca said to him next, Yue Dingtang couldn't hear it.

It was not until after the meal that the lady got up to say goodbye and Yue Dingtang asked the driver to take her back, did she find the opportunity to ask Uncle Zhou alone.

"Why did you let Ling Shu go?"

Uncle Zhou: "He said hurry up and get a rickshaw before it's too late. There's a dance tonight. If you go late, you won't be able to dance the first dance with Miss Yaqi."

Yue Dingtang thought there was something wrong with his ears: "He didn't go home, he went to the dance hall to dance. You still let him go? His legs are not good, how can he dance?"

Do the lame dance

"A child, it is inevitable that he likes to play, he has a sense of proportion." Uncle Zhou didn't care, and laughed at him, "Fourth young master, you said that you don't care about him, but you are more concerned than me, do you want to find someone? It just so happens that you go and play, the young man needs to move around more, so he went to the Emerald Ballroom."

Yue Dingtang was annoyed: "The driver has gone to see Rebecca, where is there a car so late?"

Uncle Zhou smiled and said, "I specifically told the driver to leave later, so I said I want to check the car. If you go out now, Miss Rebecca will definitely be waiting for you."

Sometimes Yue Ding Tang really thinks that Uncle Zhou is the old fox of the Yue family who has become a shrewd old fox. He sees everything in his eyes and takes everything into consideration.

If it wasn't for him, the Yue family would be an empty shell.

Ling Shu is enjoying the service of warm jade and warm fragrance.

With every breath, they are immersed in the sea of rouge gouache.

On the left is Aqi delivering the fruit, on the right is Rose rubbing her shoulders.

The sound of extravagance is in the ear, and the eyes are Huan Feiyan, thin waist and fat buttocks.

He felt his mind was corroded.

Pain and happiness.

"Young Master Ling, I heard that you went away, when did you come back?"

Ya Qi swallowed "Did you know that I miss you so much" and replaced it with another sentence with a smile.

"We miss you so much, the big class is talking about you every three or five minutes!"

"You miss me, right? Taipan only misses my wallet."

Ling Shu grabbed the apple with her hand and chewed it in his mouth, unaware that the black cloud behind him was about to destroy the city.

The author has something to say:

A small theater that has nothing to do with the text:

Yue Dingtang: I also want to be flattered.

Ling Shu: When did I not bow my head to the evil forces and try my best to please you

Yue Dingtang: (face expressionless) For the salary.

Ling Shu: (righteous words) Of course not!

(In order to eat at your house, save some money)