I didn't expect him to ask such a question, so I nodded in confusion.
"What are you doing there?"
I was confused when asked: "Go and do some business. I asked you for permission on this."
"What's going on with Chen Jiayan?"
I slowly stood up straight and sighed: "This has been a misunderstanding from beginning to end."
"I didn't do anything! You have to believe me!"
Uncle Ya stroked his long beard: "Of course I believe you."
"The question is, how can others believe you?"
I looked at him suspiciously, with a bad feeling rising in my heart: "Someone else?"
"There are rumors outside that you are a little god during the day and an old pervert at night. You have taken the money of believers to make yourself happy. How do you explain it?"
For a moment, I was speechless.
After being stunned for a moment, I waved my hand helplessly: "If you are upright, you are not afraid of slanted shadows. If your mouth grows on them, I can't stop it."
"Is this your attitude towards solving problems? I am asking you to win people's hearts, not to destroy them!"
Uncle Ya asked back, which aroused the anger in my heart: "I do good things every time, but I take the blame every time!"
"Even if I'm unlucky, you can't catch me alone, right?"
He tilted his head slightly and folded his hands on the table: "You are in this world, what can you do?"
I couldn't help but feel a little startled, and then I felt like a deflated ball.
"Yeah, what can I do?"
At this moment, I am not feeling aggrieved, but more helpless after trying my best.
"Please show me the way."
As soon as I said this, I realized that I was compromising, compromising to the world.
Uncle Ya smiled calmly: "If you need my help with anything, when will you grow up?"
"You've caused trouble yourself, and you have to wipe your own ass!"
Seeing that I was still silent, Uncle Ya knocked on the table with his fan: "If you can be big or small, you are a dragon; if you are big but not small, you are an insect."
"Also, what do you want from the second master?"
Uncle Ya's question temporarily separated me from this dilemma.
I regained my composure and responded, "Let's discuss a deal with the second master."
When I mentioned this, I was quite looking forward to it.
On my way back, I calculated all the pros and cons.
If everything goes well, you will definitely make a profit this time.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Ya just nodded his head gently, which was regarded as a response.
I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: "Aren't you curious?"
"What are you curious about?" Uncle Ya shook his fan habitually: "You naturally have your own reasons for doing things, why should I interfere?"
I vaguely felt that Uncle Ya had started to care for me.
The matter at Yueming Tower can be said to be getting more and more intense.
When I sit in a teahouse, I can see the sideways glances of passers-by.
If this matter cannot be resolved satisfactorily, the road that Uncle Ya paved for me will immediately fall short.
This time, I truly understand what it means to be afraid of people’s words!
As I sit here, I feel like a thorn in my back.
Simply, I closed my eyes and rested my mind, out of sight and out of mind.
Half asleep and half awake, I suddenly heard the second master's voice.
"You invited me here to watch you, the old and the young, sleeping?"
I quickly opened my eyes and said hello first: "Hey, the second master is here."
It’s been half a month since we last saw each other.
The second master had a dark complexion, and with the bruises on his face that had not yet dissipated, he looked a bit like the green-faced beast in Water Margin.
The front teeth in his mouth were still absent, and they swished when he spoke.
He stood completely in front of me, looking very funny.
"Sit down quickly!"
I suppressed my laughter, pulled the stool away, and placed it in front of the second master.
The second master put his feet on the stool and murmured: "This stool of yours is too expensive. I will get beaten easily if I sit on it. I can't afford to sit on it!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Uncle Ya laughed loudly behind him and walked down slowly: "My dear second master! It was a misunderstanding last time!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, I quickly turned my head and smiled for a while.
I straightened my expression and clasped my hands in fists: "Today we will only discuss business, not grudges."
"Business?" A hint of disdain was evident on his withered face: "Is it storytelling or fortune-telling?"
I leaned forward and whispered, "It's a big deal, a big, big deal!"
After saying that, I glanced at him deliberately.
The second master narrowed his eyes and stared at me suspiciously, then slowly put his feet down after a moment.
"Bang!"
He picked up the stool, threw it hard, and put it under his butt.
"Okay, let's talk about business, not grudges!"
I chuckled and cursed: You can't be greedy. Your greed is my opportunity.
"San'er! Have a pot of Longjing!"
"Okay!"
