Lie down and eat melon in the protagonist group

Chapter 27: Gourmet 2
It was a sunny day at noon, and the Ling family had just finished lunch. The aunt from Pingli Yi Lane led her children to visit the house. The maid put out a fruit plate and snacks, and Ling Jing sat in the main room chatting with the guests.

"This yard has been empty for more than a year, and it's rare for anyone to move in."

"Oh, hey, New Year's Eve, why are you bringing this up? You just have nothing to say." The aunt next door showed an unhappy face to the lady who said this, and pulled her hair with a needle.

When Ling Jing heard that the words were wrong, she paused with the needle and thread in her hand, showing just the right amount of curiosity, and asked, "How do you say this?"

"What do you mean you have nothing to talk about?" the eldest lady spat, "The girl from the Ling family has just moved here and is not familiar with the place. She treats us badly. Our neighbors must let her know what is good and bad, right? Don't hide it. You said, there used to be a viper and venomous woman who lived in this courtyard."

"Vicious woman?" Ling Jing pulled out the line.

"Sister of the Ling family, my aunt advises you to inquire about this matter." The aunt next door stepped on the old lady, "My sister is young and has not yet been engaged. Don't harm others with your old face. .”

"Aren't you just afraid that the boss of Fusong Restaurant will cause trouble for you? Well, let me tell you, if you don't belong to the same family, then the boss is not a kindhearted person." The eldest lady scorned.

"Okay, okay, you have a good heart." The neighbor's aunt lowered her head and bit off the thread.

Everyone in the room was chatting with each other.

At the gate outside the house, Ling An gave each of his new friends a persimmon cake and taught them how to spin a wooden top.

Yang Gan walked the sleepy black dog General and passed by the door of Ling's house. He raised his hand and greeted Ling An: "Yes, yes, it's just you. Come here and ask you a few words."

Ling An held the persimmon stem and ran up to him, looking up at him with her fair and round face.

"Is my mother at your house?" Yang Gan couldn't help but stretched out his black paws, pinched Ling An's fleshy cheeks, and then muttered, "What do you eat? Why are all your little babies so long?" It’s handsome, just like a painting.”

Ling An nodded and pointed at the general, "Big dog."

Yang Ganti grabbed the skin of the dog's neck and lifted the dog's head in front of him, "touch it, touch it."

The general was well-bred, and his fur was soft and smooth. Ling An couldn't get enough of touching it with one hand, and he also picked up the persimmon stems with his other hand.

Ling An didn't know the seriousness, but the general bared his teeth and let out a buzzing warning.

"Do you dare to grin at him?" Yang Gan slapped him and said, "Go to the dog meat restaurant."

Hearing this, Ling An paused and immediately raised his face. With a pair of sparkling eyes, he took out a persimmon and handed it to Yang Gan and said, "I'm buying a big dog."

"Uh, this..." Yang Gan's eyes rolled with joy, and his stomach was full of calculations. After all these days, his mother is still not sure, so she might as well find another way and use the general as a matchmaker to get the beauty back. Maybe next year she can let him hold a big fat boy.

"Wait a minute." Ling An stuffed the persimmons into his arms, turned around and ran towards the door.

"Huh?" Yang Gan saw the swan in his hand fly away, he hurriedly caught the persimmon cake, and quickly stretched out his hand, but Ling An had already disappeared. He was about to cry, "No, I didn't say no, we can discuss it if we have anything to say. "

Yang Gan was discouraged.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Ling An ran out again.

Yang Gan's eyes lit up, "That,"

Before he could finish his words, Ling An stuffed a banknote into his arms and said with a childish voice, unusually generous and sonorous at the moment: "Here you go."

"Oh, what? Ah?!" Yang Gan took the banknote and took a closer look, thinking he was dazzled. Once he saw it clearly, he was stunned.

Ling An started to pull the dog leash, but it didn't move. When he looked up, Yang Gan's eyes were fixed on the banknotes. Ling An blinked, raised his hand to take off the longevity gold lock hanging around his neck, and put it on his finger.

"No, your house, what, no, was it confiscated? Why..." Yang Gan felt that his mind could not move.

Unexpectedly, Ling Jing appeared at the door at this moment. Tingting walked up behind Ling An and saw Yang Gan holding a banknote in his hand, with Ling An's golden lock of longevity hanging between his fingers.

"That," Yang Gan was about to explain, "I,"

"Inspector Yang, you haven't received your monthly salary yet?" Ling Jing's smile was as bright as a flower, but her eyes were not very soft. She was looking at the person in front of her, vaguely holding a sharp knife.

"I, no, that me," Yang Gan's words were almost calloused, but he couldn't give a reasonable explanation.

He couldn't explain clearly, and he hated that his mouth was stuck at the critical moment. He simply put the banknotes and gold locks back into Ling An's hand, put the dog's leash on Ling An's hand, slapped the dog's butt, and with a "pop" sound, the general's head was already buried in Ling An's hand. Chest.

"I'll let you play with me for free for a few days! I have to take one step ahead!" When the words came out, the person had already slipped away eight hundred miles away.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, a lantern market opened in Shangfucheng Street.

There are various lanterns and fireworks in the lantern market, and there are bursts of cheers at the lantern riddle guessing place; floats parade through the streets, and men and women in various costumes attend, singing and dancing; acrobatic troupes circle around, peace drums, lion dances, stilts...

There was a huge flow of people, and the Ling family walked together. The general strode forward to clear the way. Ling An was too weak to hold it, but that didn't stop him from holding the food in his hand and keeping his mouth shut.

"The car is coming, the car is coming! Give way! Give way!" Ling Cen pushed Li Guanqi and rushed into the crowd. Mrs. Zhang Dong wanted to protect Ling An but couldn't greet her, so she grabbed Kui Qing and ordered her to follow, " Be smart and don't let Mr. Six hit the noble man! Don't let Guan Qi fall down! Then it's a waste of money!"

Ling Huai took Ling Dang to the lamp stall to choose lamps.

"Young Master, I'm going to open a stall today to do business, not to sell lamps, but to sell literary talent. If Young Master really likes it, he has to use his real skills to buy it." The vendor read out the riddle cheerfully.

Mrs. Chuhua followed Ling Jing to the end.

"You don't have to guard me. You go follow Ah Dang and get Ah Cen back by the way." Ling Jing stopped in front of the ring trap stall, changed the rings a few times, and threw them out again and again, "I'll rest here."

Mrs. Chuuai stepped forward in response and followed Ling Dang and Ling Huai not far away, watching with her eyes.

Ling Jing threw the circle away and returned empty-handed. When she looked up, Ling Dang and the others were no longer in front of the lamp stall.

She walked towards the street, looking for a clean place to sit.

There are shops along the street, and a small alleyway is left next to several of them. The alley is deep and does not let in light. If you take a closer look, there seems to be a dark phantom wandering in it.

A cooked food stall stood at the entrance of the alley. Ling Jing asked the stall owner for a snack and a pot of hot tea.

"Okay! Please take a seat first."

Ling Jing picked up a clean table and stool and was about to sit down. Just as she turned her back to the alley, a pair of hands suddenly came out, covered Ling Jing's mouth and nose, and grabbed her waist tightly. She immediately pulled back with both hands. , in a blink of an eye, the person has disappeared without noticing.

Deep in the alleyway, a shadow flashed past.

Suddenly, a cat stood up at the edge of the deserted black wall. The cat's tail roared with fur, but in the green cat's pupils, a black shadow was reflected in a skirt and a ribbon, and it floated into a dead end. The black shadow remained motionless against the wall. .

Loosening the thick calloused palms covering Ling Jing, she said calmly: "Your Excellency, it would be too much for you to be in this place." "It's me." The hand around her waist was retracted like a thunderbolt.

"Inspector Yang?" The voice was very familiar. Ling Jing took a few steps forward and turned around. Under the light of the frost and snow on the wall, she saw Yang Gan wearing official uniform, with his forehead soaked in sweat, his back leaning against the wall, standing tall. Straight.

Ling Jing smiled with a knife hidden in her face, "Did you abandon your official position and join the bandits?"

"No." Yang Gan cleared his throat and coughed, "Enough chatter, but do you still remember the female prisoner who was imprisoned opposite you?"

Ling Jing nodded, "Yes, remember."

Yang Gan said seriously: "I got her out."

Ling Jing's smile didn't reach her eyes and she looked at him without saying a word.

Yang Gan said: "Today I reported the sudden death to the county magistrate. I used the banknote you gave me to pay for the coroner who came to do the autopsy, and I used the opportunity to dump her body in the grave to get her out of the women's prison and hide her in your woodshed. "

"People's daughters really don't understand what Inspector Yang said. Your official prison lawsuit has nothing to do with people's daughters." Ling Jing smiled and bowed her knees, "If there is nothing important, people's daughters will leave first."

Yang Gan grabbed her wrist and asked in disbelief: "What do you mean by that?! Didn't you ask me to keep her decent?!"

Ling Jing remained calm, "It was Inspector Yang who made a mistake."

"Okay, very good, you're very good." Yang Gan gritted his teeth and smiled sinisterly, unintentionally tightening his strength. He took out a shiny jade bracelet from his arms and showed it to her eyes, "Then what is this?! Don’t say you don’t recognize it?!”

Ling Jing's expression remained unchanged, "The civilian girl's bracelet has been lost for a long time. It's difficult for Inspector Yang to bother to pick it up."

"Keep quibbling," he said.

She stretched out her hand to take it, but Yang Gan clasped the bracelet into his palm and hid it tightly in an instant. He shook her away, but he smiled, and the bad temper came to his eyebrows again, "I want to see it. Then the lawsuit will be held in full view of the world. Who will you believe?"

Ling Jing's wrists were red, and she let her sleeves slide down to cover her face. She lowered her eyelashes and said nothing.

Yang Gan sneered coldly, with a melodious and frivolous tone, "Nowadays, you and I are both grasshoppers on the same rope. Besides, it is up to me, Yang Gan, to decide whether Shangfu City is in chaos or not. No matter how you can jump, you can jump too." Where are you going? I would like to give you a kind advice, those who know the current affairs are heroes. Miss Ling San, if you offend me, you will not have a good life."

Ling Jing stared at him, "How are you doing?"

"Only the dead are obedient." Yang Gan suddenly grinned, "But I am a compassionate person, so I lowered my status and married you. From now on, you and I will be one husband and wife, and we will advance and retreat together, like grasshoppers working together."

Hearing this, Ling Jing suddenly smiled brightly, which made Yang Gan stunned. She stepped forward suddenly, grabbed his collar and kissed his face, but a sharp golden hairpin appeared on her sleeve.

The red lips were about to stick together, she turned her wrist, and the golden hairpin was already pointed at Yang Gan's carotid artery.

The death gate suddenly touched a foreign object, and Yang Gan was shocked and came back to his senses.

Ling Jing's knees were between his legs, and with just a little lift, Yang Gan would never be humane in his life.

"Don't move," Ling Jing breathed, "The tip of the hairpin is poisonous, and you will die forever. If the skin is broken, don't blame me."

"You?!" Yang Gan really didn't expect that she would hold such a hand secretly, and his chest felt like thunder.

Ling Jing said calmly: "I can make you promoted to the Inspection Department, and I can also make you look down upon as an ant. If you don't believe it, you can give it a try. Shangfucheng will still be Shangfucheng without you. No one will care, and no one will find out about me. A good man will not suffer the consequences of his immediate loss. Inspection Yang, now he still wants to interrogate me? "

Yang Gan's chest rose and fell uncontrollably. He was silent for a long time before he forced out a sentence through his teeth, "I, Yang Gan, and Miss Ling San today have never met before!"

Ling Jing took away the gold hairpin, took a step back, turned around and left.

Yang Gan was tall and tall, and he stretched out his long legs to grab her. Ling Jing swung out the golden hairpin in advance, but Yang Gan lowered her waist and slid out of the way, aiming to hit her lower part.

Ling Jing didn't know how to use martial arts and couldn't avoid it. He grabbed her waist and threw her backwards.

A "bang" sound echoed throughout the dead end. Ling Jing fell to the ground on her back, with the back of her head touching the palm of her hand. At the same time, there was a crisp "ding" sound, and the gold hairpin was taken off her hands.

Immediately, her slender hands were clasped firmly on the ground by a pair of big hands, and she moaned softly, and her red lips were deprived of breath.

The cat on the wall jumped onto the roof, leaving only a pair of overlapping figures in the dark dead end.

There was a slap, and there was a sound of footsteps in the dead end, angrily disappearing. There was a dark and sturdy man sitting in the corner. He was covering his face in silly joy, and there was blood at the corners of his mouth that reached to his ears.

Ling Jing turned out of the dead end, and the Ling family group gathered at the corner.

Ling Huai, who was at the front, was leaning against the wall, with interest in his eyes and a half-smile. As soon as he looked at her, he joked: "It's really lively."

Ling Cen straightened his back against the wall, looked up at the sky and down at the ground, but did not look at her, and said to himself: "Don't look at me, I didn't see anything, I don't know anything. If you don't believe me, ask Fourth Sister ! Fourth sister, please say something to me."

"Ah?" Ling Dang looked confused. In the end what happened? Ahhhhh! Ling Huai, the one who killed a thousand swords! At the critical moment, cover her eyes! Are yellow people worthy of their racial characteristics if they are not yellow? !
Li Guanqi hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands.

Ling An broke away from Madam Zhang Dong's hold, ran over and grabbed Ling Jing's legs, pouting, "Third sister, I want it too."

Mrs. Zhang Dong and Kui Qing hurriedly ran forward, grabbing the clueless Ling An from one side to the other, and also dragged away the general who was wagging his tail as he headed toward the dead end.

Mrs. Chuuai said with a solemn face, "Third Miss, go back."

Ling Cen refines Gu, which not only produces poison, but also leads the way and reports.

Otherwise, there are so many people coming and going in Dengcheng City, and if someone accidentally loses someone, finding them would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

The moment Yang Gan kidnapped Ling Jing from the street, Ling Jing had already cast a spell to retaliate.

The group of people returned home, locked the bolts, and followed Ling Jing to the woodshed tacitly.

In the room where dry firewood was piled, a female prisoner in a prison uniform covered in blood and scabs huddled in a corner, with a head of tangled yellow hair that was not as tidy as weeds.

Ling Cen stepped forward to check her breathing, "There is still breath."

Kui Qing took out an empty room, quickly laid out the bedding, and went to the woodshed to load charcoal for the brazier. Seeing this, Ling Jing ordered Mrs. Chuhua and Mrs. Zhang Dong to carry the female prisoner into the room and settle her down.

Ling Jing pointed at the female prisoner and said, "Acen, I'll leave her to you."

Such unreasonable efforts to rush the ducks to the shelves made Ling Cen one head and two big. He scratched his head and wailed: "I know poison, but I don't know how to heal. As for the ugly words, I won't be responsible if I die."

Ling Dang patted him on the shoulder and made a fist to cheer him up, "Come on. Ji has always given you guidance. It's time for you to hand in your study results."

(End of this chapter)