Chapter 17: His return

Hospitality, second floor.
On the central stage, Hua Kui Yan only took a dance and then went to rest. Only some dancers danced to the music.
There are seven Huakui in Haokeju, all born like flowers, some tender like water, some charming and enchanting, some hot and enthusiastic, all of them are coveted, Huakui all take turns to perform on stage, only one jump at a time Dance, Hua Kui does not accompany wine.
The three masters and servants of Li Yan were still sitting in their original positions and savouring tea. The teapot on the round table has been changed.
"Master, why do you want to save Mo Yifeng, what was his lady's attitude in our store just now." Xiaorui was puzzled.
"Why ..." Li Yan teased with the tea cup in his hand, lazily frowning without losing the king's spirit, "because I haven't sent him back a gift." He said to the housekeeper and the book boy, his smile was harmless .
When Mo Lao and Xiao Rui saw their young master, they laughed very harmlessly and stunned in shock.
唉 ~~ Mo Yifeng, ask for blessings!
"Xiaorui, waiting to line up at the entrance of Caiyunfang tonight." He said slowly, playing with an ivory folding fan in his hand.
"Child!" Xiaorui hesitated, it was too early, "Master, will it be too early." Asked cautiously. I have been with the young master for many years. Of course, I know that the young master's order has always been inconsistent with others, but he still asked.
"No, Caiyunfang takes a total of three orders a month, and sooner, as the boss said, it will wait until next month." Rarely explained.
"But, at night, wait until the sun rises. Then, then, shouldn't I have to wait a long time, in this case, I, I ..." Speaking indifferently, expecting the master to change his mind.
"That's why I told you to eat more." Mo Lao, who touched Changbai's beard, smiled charitably and kindly.
"What! Hara, you guys have been colluding for a long time." He opened his eyes in surprise, a look of sudden realization.
Li Yan shook his head helplessly, without answering.
"Oh, we've been together all day, when did you see us colluding and playing tricks on you?" Patted Xiaorui's head lightly. "Since you've been with Master for so long, why can't you see that Master is here? What are you thinking about. "
I couldn't help sighing, how could this child not grow at all!
"But, from the beginning, that's what ..." Xiao Rui said carefully, her hands rubbing against each other.
"Why, do you want me to go to the old bones, or do you want the master to stand and blow? We sleep comfortably in the inn." Mo Lao squinted at Xiao Rui.
"I, I just talk to you casually, but it's nothing." Mo Lao said, scaring Xiaorui.
Why am I older than Mo at the younger master's side, and Mo Lao knows what the young master is thinking at a glance, and I can't do it ~~ Xiaorui shouted in his heart, his face tangled.
The dark night wind is high, dull and silent, and the sound is even brighter.
Dangdang ~~
"It's dry and dry, watch out for the fire." An old man in a flower suit, wearing a sackcloth shirt and a white hood, was walking alone on a dark, empty road. He suddenly stopped and turned around, only to see a seventeen, The eight-year-old blue boy sat in front of Caiyunfang, shaking his head desperately to prevent himself from falling asleep.
The old man was curious, came forward, patted the book boy's shoulder, and asked, "Young man, what are you doing here at night?" Actually, the old man wanted to ask him if there was no place to go, but he swallowed it in the end. Belly.
"Ah? No, no," Xiaorui was frightened, he really didn't think that someone would talk to him at night, "Caiyunfang will take the order tomorrow, the master asked me to come in line."
"What, come in line now?" The old man was surprised, even a little unbelieving.
"Yeah, if you can't make it, you have to wait until next month." Turning around his head, a smirk on his face.
"So," the old man felt the only in his pocket that his wife prepared for himself, hesitated for a while, still took it out, and handed it to Xiaorui, "Come, this is for you." He Yan smiled, The corners of the eyes are full of deep wrinkles.
"No, no, uncle, this is your snack. How can I, I want it?" Xiaorui stood up and waved his hands excitedly.
"It's okay, old man, there are two of them. Take them." He shoved the in his hand to Xiaorui and left.
"Thank you, thank you, old man." Seeing the old man walking away, he shouted loudly, his eyes were already wet.
Sit down and ate the hot steamed bun that the old man gave. He ate because he ate too fast and eagerly. He bent his back, frowned, and hammered his chest.
I'm so hungry!