Two Ex-Husbands On One Stage

Chapter 37 Four Deaths? Who's who?

Crackling...... Raindrops strung up the dust along the cornices and struck the stone steps outside the house. In the house, the two accountants buried their first account books, while dialing the abacus fingers and flying, the sound of the beads and the raindrops reflected each other very well. , Made me sigh with satisfaction, and gave birth to some poetry.

Suddenly remembered that a certain person named Bai Moumou appeared to have written a poem in a certain dynasty. I didn't remember the whole poem. I only remember these two sentences-Dazhu is noisy and rainy, and Xiaozhu is like a whisper. Noisy, misunderstood miscellaneous bullets, big beads and small beads abacus. Coyly, I want to come here. Bai Moumou was not a business owner, but a Mr. accountant. How can he write such a vivid sentence if he doesn't realize it?

"Big master, the rejuvenation medicine shop last month removed the purchase fee of 262, the commission monthly money of 122, and the fractional management of 52. The total surplus is 514." The calculation was fast, and it was enough for a while, and the abacus in my hand would be reported to me as soon as the beads were cleared.

I nodded at him, and took a pen to write down my carefully added new wealth, but how did you write the word "four"? Five hundred and fourteen? Five hundred and ten? Or five hundred and ten?

I nibbled at the pen for a while, and wrote scribbles and scribbles, and it seemed that none of them was right, and my head was confused, and I was wondering if I had a good face and peeked over the table to take a peek at Mr. Jia’s account book. Holding my back ring up, my hand was covered by the other hand in a moment.

There was a warm and warm tide on the top of my head, ""Wan" is written like this." The man followed my hand and wrote me a lot of words on the paper, stroke by stroke.

"Come on!" I sank on the face, shook his hand away, and a purple arc dashed out an ink arc and fell to the ground. Turned around, but I saw a person with a torchwood color and the silver pattern brocade was thrown to three or two dots of ink, and an oil-paper umbrella on the ground was still dripping with the rain, the robe was wet, and the ink spot was dizzy Open, Shengsheng dizzy became a few jasmine-sized ink flowers, a bit embarrassed.

I turned my head and shouted outside the door: "Zhang San, why did you put this one and who in again? Quickly get out!"

The man didn't care, and he found himself a rose-ring chair and sat in it gracefully.

I became more anxious and raised my voice again: "Zhang San!"

At this time, Ai Ai moved in with a bitter gourd's face during the final period of the little servant outside the door, "Miss but call me?"

When I saw the man sitting on the stool as a matter of course, I was furious and said to the little man, "Nature is calling you."

"But...but..." The little man looked at my face and grieved: "Mo said that the younger is not called Zhang San, but Zhang San. There are also doorkeepers, sweepers, cookers, and laundry at home. Five of them were called Zhang San by the young lady, and the remaining three were called Li Si by the young lady. Shu Xiao was blunt. I really don’t know which Zhang San the young lady called."

Uh... this is...

It’s just that my memory is not very reliable now. From time to time, I suffer from chest tightness and headaches. Others are okay, but I can’t even remember how to write a word or two, and the calculation is slower. The most taboo is to remember the name of the person, often Zhang Guanli Dai, even in a hurry, couldn't even remember the name of the person. He simply replaced them with "Zhang San Li Si" or "A, B, C, D", which really aggrieved these family members.

Thinking this way, I slowed my tone, "So what are you called?"

"Miss just call me Xiaotong."

"Well, Xiaotong, hurry up and see who this is..." I pointed my finger at the rose circle chair and looked at me.

"Song Xiyuan." The man's eyes darkened from the newspaper's door.

"Oh, yes, quickly throw this Song Xiyuan to me and throw it out!" I commanded neatly. The one who is no longer able to restore the attitude of grace, only stared at me with the appearance of injustice and prayer.

The two accountants in the room were still indifferent. A pair of people who used to think that they were not strange seemed to continue burying their heads in their accounts. Xiaotong walked over to the one who said that he would politely say to him, "Why don't the three sons come again?"

"Don't come again in another day..." I uttered anxiously for a moment, my chest began to suffocate again and again, and quickly reached out my hand to cover my heart, and took a breath and fell down on the stool.

"Why?!" Who, who, who, oh, Song Xiyuan, rushed up in front of me and squatted in front of me, reaching out to grab me and hug, "But my heart hurts again?"

I refused to open his hand and gasped: "If you don't hold you in trouble, you are far away from me and you're doing good deeds."

"Okay, I will go immediately and go immediately." This group of people is easy-going, but the movements in the hand are diametrically opposite. They can't help but arbitrarily hug me a path to the cabin and put me flat on the soft couch. on.

"You..." Before it was time to speak, he watched the person slowly rubbing his palm against my heart, and a warm and energetic air suddenly opened, and the pain in the chest eased a lot in three moments. However, the rage in his chest gradually burned.

"Sheng'er, I watched the astrology last night, and took a dilemma. I said that today, except for the words "Go away, roll away, stay away from me", you will certainly say something else to me."

Anger starts from the heart, and evil grows toward the courage. I pushed hard enough to push away the hand that he put on my heart, to see him sitting on the edge of the bed without the fear of boiling hot ruffian-like Lai, I wish he could chop his hoof and bit him to death.

He ignored my crossbrows coldly, and skillfully turned out a box of mint ointment from his sleeve. He quickly threw the mint into the middle of my nose under the cover of the ears, and the right Qinliang plunged into the wings of the nose to soothe the whole body.

By the way, in my usual experience, Song Xiyuan couldn’t even talk about **** if he talked about it, like the more the leech is pulled, the stronger it will stick. The best way is to not ignore the answer and wait He said enough to say that he would leave if he was full. Moreover, I can now live in Luoyang City with half of my life and rely on his breath...

Therefore, I turned my back on the couch and turned his back to him, closing my eyes and resting my mind only to settle down.

I didn't want to, but I didn't hear him continue to make noises. He was wondering. Soon afterwards, a pile of stuffed warm stuff snuggled up on my back, and the gurgling tuna was close at hand.

I turned around Huo Ran, but I saw a snow-white cat all over its tail blinked freshwater blue eyes staring at me timidly. With a move in my heart, I reached out and hugged the cat's face it had caught.

Sure enough, the chubby face had two rows of short and even beards that were very disproportionately aggrieved.

"This is..." I looked at Song Xiyuan happily, and my voice shivered uncontrollably.

"Exactly." Song Xiyuan cut me off and opened the folding fan to cover his mouth, and smiled smugly and sullenly, "Shenger likes it? This cat is the pet of the regent king Aiko, this But I got into the blood of my life and sneaked into the Regent’s palace to use the Siamese halibut to lure it out. It’s not easy, it’s not easy!” The tone is full of invitations and rewards.

But when the cat sniffed me, it seemed to be certain that he had suddenly dropped his vigilance in his eyes. He took the head familiarly and rubbed it in my arms. The tail flicked back and forth, and raised his head to meow meow. .

I grabbed it, buried it in its warm, slender hair, and took a deep breath, as if I could still smell the sweet milky fragrance of its little master, pure and beautiful. A bit of sourness and blur in the eyes, water droplets came out.

"Sheng'er, hey, you don't cry, Sheng'er." Song Xiyuan throws away her hands and scrambles up to wipe my tears. "If you think this cat is bad, I'll steal a big one for you next time. Okay? Next time we don’t steal cats, let’s steal people, how about stealing people?"

"Bah!" I wiped tears and glared at him, "You only steal people!"

After I finished speaking, I remembered that I had given him a troubled account last month and had not yet checked it, so I took the cat and returned to the account room, letting him say behind him: "Yes, yes, I steal people, I steal people."

Both Mr. A and Mr. B have settled their accounts and handed over the two books to me. I thanked them both, so I took the abacus and checked it one by one.

I’m slow now, and the abacus beads have to be set aside for a while to be able to barely make mistakes. It is often counted ten times, and the results are different ten times, which makes me unsure, but fortunately, although I am much stupid than in the past, my patience is longer More than double, fail ten times, then count fifteen times, and in the end can always be accurate.

After I checked the account, the rain outside the window had stopped, and it was the lights of thousands of families looking far away. I don’t know when the lamp is in the house anymore. The one who is taking the scissors is bored. Leaning at the table and fiddle with the cut candles. I can’t help but cut it for him, and the wick will be completely wiped out. .

The white cat was clever and still squatted on the table just to get thirsty. He was lying by the inkstone and bowed his head to lick the ink to quench his thirst. I was afraid that it would eat a bad tummy and hurry to hug it. As soon as his face turned, he was blackened by ink, and he had a funny yin and yang face.

But listening to it, he turned his head and jumped off the book case. He jumped into the arms of that person, who begs and begs for food. He rubbed straight on his chest, rubbing his light-colored clothes, splashing ink, landscapes, horizontally and vertically, very funny . Who, who, who looked at the cat in a state of embarrassment, wondering whether to push or catch, when the next body was embarrassed and stiff there.

I laughed as I blurted out.

When I was looking back, I saw that staring staring at me, who was staring at me. I consciously lost my gaze, sinking my face, "Zhang San, Zhang San! Get out of this, who, who!"

The gatekeeper outside the door had not yet come in, but whoever had carried the cat and stood in front of me, I hurriedly called out Zhang Zhang twice, but he heard him whisper: "Scream, Shenger. I That's it. Today, you told me a total of thirty-three words, compared to the last time I went out and ran the business, you sent me the sentence, "The farther you go, the better." There are twenty-five more words. , I am already satisfied."

But when he saw his words and deeds before the door, I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, and suddenly he heard him turn back and said: "You will take care of yourself, and I will come back in two days!"

My face was dark, I inexplicably remembered reading the drama of "Journey to the West" for hours, and it seemed that there were so many **** who were slipped away by Sun Dasheng and left Gao Laozhuang to go to Xitian to learn from it. A voice: "Madam, my old pig will come back!"

Different songs at the same site...

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