"What are you looking at?"

Cheng Shu said silently, feeling strange to be peeked at by the little widow.

The little widow hurriedly lowered her head, and Hongxia instantly crawled to the root of her ear.

In the face of Cheng Shumo's question, the little widow couldn't say anything.

"That..... I didn't see, is the wine delicious? "

The little widow finds a very lame reason.

A long sigh of relief, it's good to be in a hurry, otherwise it will be embarrassing.

Cheng was silent, he said it if he liked it, and found a reason.

Push the wine glass on the table in front of the little widow.

"Drink it."

Cheng said silently.

The little widow looked at Cheng Shumo blankly.

She sells alcohol, but she never drinks it, it's too expensive.

Those wines were all prepared for Cheng Shumo alone, and few people who came to eat tofu could afford to drink alcohol.

Besides, who is a good person drinking with tofu brain?

"No, no, no, you drink it, I'll just ask."

The little widow quickly refused.

Cheng Shu smiled silently and looked at the little widow with a pretty face.

The little widow's face was already thin, and she was stared at by Cheng Shumo so much that she couldn't wait to find a seam to get into.

I want to run away but can't bear it.

Twisting and pinching and picking up the wine glass, he did not dare to look into Cheng Shumo's eyes.

Hold the glass with your cuffs and raise your head to drink the wine in your glass.

After drinking, take a sip, a little bitter and a little sweet.

Return the wine glass to Cheng Shumo.

"Thank you, it's delicious."

The little widow said.

It looked like a child stealing honey, happy and satisfied written on his face.

"Then drink with me."

Cheng said silently.

Shove half of the sweet potato to the little widow.

The little widow held the golden sweet potato in both hands, and she wanted to buy it several times but was reluctant.

Pinch a small piece and put it in your mouth.

A look of satisfaction.

Get up and run into the house.

"Mother gave you food, but it was delicious."

The little widow's voice came out.

Cheng Shumo took a sip of wine.

The little widow came with a small bowl.

There is only one cup.

Cheng Shumo poured her wine.

The two drank against each other.

Some guests came to eat tofu brain little widow refused.

She decided to give Cheng Shumo a holiday.

A woman came out carrying a plate of food in one hand and crutches in the other.

"The young man stir-fry you a plate of wild vegetables."

The old woman is humane.

Cheng Shumo got up to take the dishes.

The little widow looked sweet, if Cheng Shumo was every day.

The old woman didn't say much and turned back to the house.

"Try the dishes made by Old Song."

The little widow said.

Cheng Shumo picked up the chopsticks and took a bite and nodded.

"Delicious."

Cheng said silently.

In fact, it is not delicious, can stir-fried wild vegetables be delicious?

Bitter and astringent, there is no other taste.

The little widow stuck out her tongue.

She also thinks it's delicious.

The two continued to drink.

The little widow drank a little too much.

The little mouth said vigorously.

It seems that he wants to tell Cheng Shumo all the past at once.

Cheng listened silently and seriously, and did not talk about his past.

His past is boring.

"Collect taxes, you pay twenty letters."

Several servants collected taxes in the shop next door.

Come to Little Widow's shop.

Seeing Cheng Shumo, the servants were dumbfounded.

Some of the servants even covered their faces, they were afraid that Cheng Shumo would retaliate against them.

The little widow got up and took out twenty dollars from her arms, looking distressed.

"Can you leave me a text."

The little widow begged.

The errands are all crying, how dare they ask for money here.

One by one, they are very tangled.

lamenting the unfairness of fate, why did he meet Cheng Shumo.

Cheng Shumo raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

"How much is ten taxes?"

Cheng said silently.

The officials bowed their heads and did not speak.

Ten taxes seven.

Here is the border, no one cares.

"Speak."

Cheng said faintly.

The servants were full of excitement and forced their mouths to speak.

"X..... Tax VII. Cheng

Shumo glanced at the servants coldly.

"Life is not easy and how difficult it is for the people, tell you the county order, I need an explanation, if there is no explanation, I will strangle him."

Cheng said silently.

As if amnestied, the missionaries turned around and prepared to run.

"Return the money, in the future, ten taxes and three, if you want one more point, you will also die."

Cheng said silently.

The servants nodded vigorously, and ran away.

Cheng Shumo continued to drink.

The little widow looked adoring.

The people bowed silently to Cheng.

This is the hero.

In a word, those errands all complied, and did not dare to say a word against dialogue.

Some shop owners came over with a wine jar, put it on the table and left.

They didn't know what character Cheng Shumo was, and they didn't dare to talk.

The hotel owner even sent a few good dishes.

"Send it to Old Song."

Cheng said silently.

The little widow should be, carrying the dishes to Old Song.

Cheng Shumo looked at the back of the little widow.

The little widow was pitiful and was given away as a child.

When he grew up, he worked for Fan Yanglu's family.

To save enough dowry to marry, there was only one requirement, and she had to take her mother with her.

The husband agreed.

The little widow thought that she would live a good life, and who wanted to become a family that day her husband was killed.

I heard that it was a bandit from Goguryeo.

Since then, the little widow has lived with her mother guarding the shop.

Life was hard.

Being a widow was hard, and she couldn't sleep every night.

The mother saw it in her eyes and persuaded the little widow to marry again.

The little widow was very moved, and it happened that Cheng Shumo came to drink every day.

Several times I wanted to talk to Cheng Shumo.

I'm embarrassed to speak.

The little widow went and returned, leaving only half of every dish.

"Old Song said let us eat together, it's inconvenient for her to come out and let you drink good and eat well, and fall asleep here when you are drunk."

The little widow said.

The little blush is like a big apple.

This hint is almost directly told to Cheng Shumo that you drink more, and when you drink too much, you will sleep with your arms around the little widow.

"Good."

Cheng said silently.

The little widow was overjoyed in her heart and got up to help Cheng fill the wine silently.

I don't know how long has passed, Cheng Shumo was drunk.

First drunkenness.

Happy today.

The little widow helped Cheng Shumo into the house.

The skin kiss of the two, the little widow did not have the heart to think much.

Cheng Shumo is too heavy.

Just put Cheng Shumo on the bed to help Cheng Shumo take off his shoes.

"Is the hero there?"

The prefectural order is outside the door.

The little widow did not dare to answer, the county order must have come to find fault.

The county order shouted outside again.

Old Song got up on crutches.

"I'll go."

Old Song said.

The little widow held Old Song by the arm and shook her head.

"Mother, don't go, I'll go."

The little widow said.

Old Song patted the little widow's hand to signal the little widow to be at ease.

Finally, the mother and daughter walked out of the store together.

"The hero sleeps."

The little widow said.

Old Song was speechless, this girl seemed to be stupid.

So aren't you afraid that those people will take advantage of the void?

Old Song thought too much.

They don't dare.

Explain the intention.

The little widow listened blankly.

It turns out that this is the case, no wonder the tax is so high, not only the Great Tang has to collect taxes, but also Gao Bureau Li has to collect taxes.

If you dare not hand over Goguryeo, you will send people to loot.

The county decree told the little widow that this is how his father-in-law died.

There is really no money in the county, and the tax paid to the high bureau is not enough.

Those Goguryeo came to kill.

A lot of people died that day.

Years have passed, and the little widow is not too sad.

Very angry.

Goguryeo bullies.

The people here are hard enough, and they are still bullying.

The county commander smiled wryly when he saw the little widow like this.

He couldn't help either.

When it is time to pay taxes again, in a few days the Goguryeo people will come, and if it is not enough, many people will die.

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