The Notre Dame system is arrogant again

Chapter 351

"Let's go, you good man is full, I'm not full yet." Tang Ming pushed Zhang Xiaohua forward.

Zhang Xiaohua said immediately.

"I don't have money to treat you, I've been sold!"

"Look how stingy you are, I still need you to please, just tell me a story." He said while grabbing Zhang Xiaohua's shoulder, as if he was afraid that she would run away.

After choosing the best restaurant in the town, Tang Ming asked for a private room, ordered a table of good wine and good food, tilted his seat, and pointed at Zhang Xiaohua with a sloppy dandy look.

"Come here, little girl, pour wine for Ye Bucai!"

Zhang Xiaohua pouted and sat opposite him.

"I'm not your servant girl, why should I serve you? Where is the person who serves you!" Nougured to the servant behind him.

"I said, little girl, you ate my wontons, can't you even ask you to pour me a drink?"

"You said you asked me to tell a story, but you didn't ask me to pour wine. If so, then I'm leaving." Zhang Xiaohua got up and was about to leave.

"Stop, did I tell you to go!" Tang Ming glared at her, and then said angrily, "All right, all right, let's sit there and tell the story. It's all right, it doesn't matter if it doesn't sound good." Then he called The boy waited on him for dinner.

Zhang Xiaohua curled her lips inwardly, and even put on a show after eating a meal, rich people can pretend to be farts!
"How old do you want to hear stories, three-year-olds or four-year-olds?"

It was a pity for Zhang Xiaohua to see the table full of good food and wine. If I knew there were so many delicious food, I would have wanted a small bowl of wontons.

Looking at Zhang Xiaohua's appearance, Tang Ming knew what was going on, and laughed.

"You will run on me if you can't eat it? Oh, little girl, you are wrong. As for me, the last thing I fear is being run on. Tell me, three-year-olds and four-year-olds alike!"

Zhang Xiaohua rolled his eyes at him and cleared his throat.

"Then let me have a three-year-old first. Say, once upon a time, there were three children. They had no father, mother, or relatives, and they were slaves to a young master. When winter came, they were still naked, and they were so cold that they couldn't survive. I asked this son and said, son, we are cold, please make us some clothes. The son said with a face, why is it cold? Didn’t I hear that children carry three fires with them, what clothes do they wear! Three children I was kicked out. I was scolded for not getting my clothes, and the three children were very wronged and angry, so they discussed how to get revenge..."

"Stop!" Tang Ming raised his hand and said, "Let me say first, don't ask questions, what I want to hear is the story, not to answer your questions."

He hated Zhang Xiaohua’s own questions when telling stories. He lost money and lost face the first time. He never figured out the answer to that question. In the end, he heard it from others. Very depressed.

"It's late!" Zhang Xiaohua said with a chuckle, "It's so boring if you don't have a problem. Not long after, the young master came to the house, and the young master asked the three children to boil water and make tea. The three children decided to take this opportunity to take revenge. Excuse me. , How did they retaliate?"

Tang Ming glanced at Zhang Xiaohua resentfully, and said to the servant of Bucai.

"You said."

The boy said without thinking.

"Peeped in the kettle."

Tang Ming raised his hand and slapped the servant.

"Did you do this before?"

The boy looked aggrieved.

"Young Master, you have wronged me. How could a young man do such a thing? Besides, Master, you are so kind to me, and you are not like the young man that the little girl said, not giving me clothes to wear."

Tang Ming nodded.

"That's true." Then he turned to look at Zhang Xiaohua, "Is he right?"

Zhang Xiaohua shook her head and threw two peanuts into her mouth.

"Guess again."

Tang Ming said to the boy again.

"You said."

Zhang Xiaohua watched happily.

The boy pondered for a while with a bitter face.

"Laxatives."

Tang Ming was stunned for a moment, and looked at the boy, who immediately said.

"Young master, I have never done it before. You are so kind to me..."

Tang Ming sighed.

"I'm a little skeptical about what you said."

Zhang Xiaohua is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

"What's this called? There is such a servant as there is a master."

Tang Ming rolled his eyes.

"In your eyes, I'm the kind of person who urinates in water and takes laxatives?"

"I didn't say that."

"Okay, let's talk about the answer, I am tired of guessing riddles."

In fact, he used to like this kind of game quite a lot, but since he got frustrated with Zhang Xiaohua, he has no interest anymore.

"This is a three-year-old story."

"One-year-old me can't guess, what's the matter!" Tang Ming stared at Zhang Xiaohua, "I want to listen to stories, not guess riddles."

Why does it feel like this person is not in a good mood, Zhang Xiaohua was surprised.

"Forget it, let me tell you about the four-year-old."

Who knows Tang Ming said.

"You have to tell me the answer!"

Not only was he frustrated last time, but it also left a shadow. Every time he encounters such a problem, he must get an answer, otherwise he will not be able to eat or sleep well, and he will simply become a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder!
Seeing that he was a little impatient, Zhang Xiaohua had no choice but to say.

"You are really boring, forget it, let me tell you. The young man sent the three children to boil water, and chatted with the guests by himself, but he didn't see the children when he waited, and he didn't see the children when he waited. He was very angry. The guest It was also strange, so we went to see what was going on together. When they saw the three children, they saw the three children sitting there motionless with the kettle in their arms. The young master was furious and asked you to boil the water. What are you doing with a kettle! The child said calmly, you said that the child has three fires on his body and does not need to wear clothes. The three of us add up to ninety-eight fires. Naturally, ninety-eight fires can boil a pot of water, so we He was boiling water. That young man lost his face in shame."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Tang Ming was a little dissatisfied.

"This is gone? Is it too short?"

"How much longer do you want the three-year-old story to be?"

"It doesn't sound good! That son must be an idiot, what can he do with a three-year-old child as his servant! Besides, can a three-year-old child think of such a way of revenge? Child prodigy."

Zhang Xiaohua was speechless.

"This is a story, a story for a three-year-old child, dear, do you understand?"

Tang Ming was a little taken aback by Zhang Xiaohua's kiss, and then laughed.

"Honey, can you tell me a story about being 20 years old?"

Zhang Xiaohua was also taken aback by Tang Ming's kiss, and then burst into laughter, leaning back and forth with joy.

The ancients called this "kiss". It sounds so interesting, she's so ridiculous!

Tang Ming felt that Zhang Xiaohua seemed to be laughing at him, he was ashamed and annoyed, and his expression became more and more ugly.

Zhang Xiaohua quickly stopped laughing and waved her hands.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, I just think, I think, you are so cute when you call 'kiss', haha, you are so cute!"

(End of this chapter)