When the two women saw their cousin kneeling on the ground, they shouted "official" together and ran towards their cousin.
Except for the fourteen or five-year-old boy who looked at his father kneeling on the ground with jealousy.
My cousin's six children all burst into tears with their mother.
The cousin's wife cast a bitter look at the outer room, and then followed her cousin to kneel on the ground.
The woman in the outer room had no choice but to kneel on the ground.
This family has a large population.
My cousin is under enough pressure.
No wonder he wants to be corrupt.
If my cousin is finished.
This family is also doomed.
what to do?
She said to her uncle: "Brother-in-law, I know that the official in my family has done something wrong to my brother-in-law, but can I forgive him this time for the sake of so many children who need to be raised? Let's do this for the whole family. Like a cow or a horse, I have to repay my brother-in-law for his kindness."
After saying this, she called to her children.
Including the women from the cousin's wife's family and their children, they kowtowed to the uncle non-stop.
My cousin's mind is blank now.
Things you do yourself.
You can say I'm sorry to my cousin-in-law.
I’m also sorry, cousin!
If it is said that it is the anger of heaven and man, it is almost the same.
Can my cousin-in-law forgive myself?
Can my cousin forgive herself?
The uncle looked at his mother.
He didn't know how to handle this.
Mother looked at Zhao Ping and pointed to the room in the study room.
Zhao Ping nodded and went to the bookstore with his mother.
When I came to the bookstore, my mother visited my uncle.
He glanced at his cousin's family who were still kneeling outside.
My mother couldn't help but sigh: "It's hard for an honest official to deal with household affairs. Ping'er, how do you view this matter?"
Zhao Ping did not answer his mother's words, but suddenly looked at his uncle.
Asked a question that caught him off guard: "Uncle, do you like Miaoer Xingshou very much?"
The old uncle's face turned red, and he glared and asked, "Why did Ping'er ask about the matter? What does this have to do with my cousin and the matter? Why do you care about my uncle?"
Zhao Ping looked outside in the direction of his cousin, and then glanced at his uncle.
This made the uncle feel a little scared. Facing this monster-like nephew, he didn't know how to deal with it now.
Zhao Ping smiled, looked at his uncle sincerely and said, "Because I see the shadow of my uncle from my cousin."
The uncle was startled, his hand shook, and the tea cup shook.
The tea almost trembled out.
Zhao Ping took a sip of tea and said, "Isn't it? My cousin also has a family like his uncle, and he also found a brothel girl as his wife."
Mother was about to scold Zhao Ping.
What does a nephew say about his uncle?
But Zhao Ping had to take back the next sentence.
"My uncle feels the same way as my cousin, as if we are both from the same place in the world. How can we meet each other before?"
Having said this, Zhao Ping looked at his uncle carefully and found that his brows were frowning.
"However, my cousin caused your restaurant to suffer huge losses because of this, which made my uncle resentful. This contradiction of love and hate is tormenting in his heart."
"At the same time, my cousin is my uncle's cousin. This kind of thing involving relatives and friends' families makes my uncle not sure what to do?"
The uncle slowly picked up the teacup, sipped the tea slowly, then put down the teacup, and let out a long sigh involuntarily.
Zhao Ping also drank tea slowly, then glanced at his uncle and said, "Actually, this may not be a bad thing at all?"
The uncle gently opened the tea lid, took a sip of tea, then put the tea cup on the table, looked at Zhao Ping and asked, "What does Ping'er mean by this?"
Zhao Ping looked at his uncle, smiled and asked, "Doesn't uncle hope that Miao'er can pass through the door first?"
My uncle blushed and resumed his habit of drinking tea slowly.
After looking at his sister and Zhao Ping, he said, "Up to now, do I still have a choice?"
His mother gave him a hateful look and said, "We can also use her as a foreign wife."
The uncle looked at Zhao Ping, then shook his head and said, "Of course Miao'er hopes to come in."
My mother gave her uncle a hateful look and said, "There is nothing good about a man."
Then my mother gently sipped tea again.
Cuizhu added tea to everyone, and then gave Zhao Ping a hateful look.
Sure enough, he is not a good man, and he even provokes women.
The uncle smiled sheepishly and asked Zhao Ping, "Does Ping'er have any ideas?"
Zhao Ping looked at his uncle and saw that he opened the tea lid again and drank tea, obviously waiting for his answer:
"My cousin can be regarded as my aunt's family. No matter what the responsibility is this time, my aunt feels guilty to some extent. In addition, she has handled my cousin's affairs properly and Miao'er walked in first. My aunt may object in her mouth, but she will eventually acquiesce in her heart. .”
"However, uncle, this is the only time we can help you. Even so, we will offend my aunt."
The uncle got up, bowed to his mother, and said solemnly: "Thank you, sister."
My mother glared at my uncle with hatred and said nothing.
Zhao Ping continued: "Dealing with my cousin is a tricky thing. It means making him feel the warmth of relatives and friends and giving my aunt face, but also making him suffer punishment and pain."
Zhao Ping thought for a while and then said.
"Let's do this. Let my cousin and cousin write an IOU. I will guarantee it in the name of my relatives and friends. I will pay 1,500 yuan in Zhaojiazhuang to my cousin and cousin to offset the restaurant's shortfall and use it as working capital to reopen the restaurant."
The uncle nodded, thought for a while after drinking tea, and then said: "This idea is okay, but the restaurant does not need to be reopened. The restaurant is poorly managed, and I have no confidence at all."
Zhao Ping shook his head and said in a positive tone: "Of course the restaurant must be reopened. As a man, you must get up wherever you fall. You must not let others make jokes."
The uncle's head shook like a rattle, and he said in frustration: "Uncle, this restaurant has become a joke in Changyuan County. If it continues, there will be more jokes. Doesn't Ping'er have a school? Uncle, go There’s no problem with teaching Yu.”
Zhao Ping said calmly: "I just want to slap you in the face if you tell a joke. Besides, if you don't open a restaurant, what will my cousin and his family do?"
The uncle immediately stood up from the chair, pointed in the direction of his cousin and said: "My cousin has completely made me sad. I am afraid that I will lose the cost of these fifteen hundred coffins again."
Zhao Ping shook his head and said: "My uncle is a student, not a businessman. I still leave the restaurant to my cousin. In fact, my cousin is not bad. After all, my uncle's restaurant once ranked second in Changyuan County."
"One of my cousins was right about what he said."
"What, my cousin also has the right one." The uncle who had been sitting down stood up again.
"My cousin is right, Jingyuan Restaurant is indeed different from Yuchun Restaurant in terms of dishes. Yuchun Restaurant has many Lin'an dishes, and Jingyuan Restaurant really cannot be compared."
Having said this, Zhao Ping said in a positive tone: "But don't worry about this, Ping'er has already taken this matter into consideration. Uncle, have you tasted the food in Zhaojiazhuang?"
After drinking tea, my uncle thought for a while and said, "If Ping'er has new dishes, it can be reopened. But Zhaojiazhuang doesn't have many dishes."
After Zhao Ping drank tea, he said calmly: "Uncle, please don't worry about this dish. Ping'er promises it is unprecedented. Now my cousin's family is almost kneeling down. We went out to solve this matter. But cousin must be careful and don't let it happen." Tell me about my cousin's love for my aunt. Zhonghua, let your cousin come in first."
My cousin came in anxiously.
He didn't know what his uncle would do with him.
He didn't complain even if it was sent to the Yamen.
Unexpectedly, he still had a job, and he was still the shopkeeper of Jingyuan Restaurant.
Whether the children at home are working or studying, they are still settled in Zhaojiazhuang.
My cousin's nephew is great.
He finally felt relieved.
What if it’s just a restaurant?
He was panicking.
After all, his cousin-in-law still believed in him.
So he kowtowed to his mother and uncle to express his gratitude, and vowed to change his mind and lead a new life.
Of course, the past of liking my cousin will always be buried in my heart.
I changed my mind, but the taste is not as good as Yuchun Restaurant.
The next day, people were shocked by the last page of "Da Song Zhonghua News".
This edition has no content except for the four words "Stay tuned".
I can't help but think about what it is that makes readers "stay tuned".
While people were spreading rumors to each other, they were also constantly making speculations.
However, when I opened the newspaper the next day, the last page still read "Stay tuned."
People are even more confused, as if they are being tickled by a cat. The more they are scratched, the more itchy they become.
Nowadays, in addition to reading the serial novel "Dream of Red Mansions", people just "stay tuned."
At the same time, his uncle took Zhao Ping, Zhong Hua and Hu Yuan to prepare for the death of Miao Er today.
Like the restaurant, this place has one floor and one floor, with red lanterns and Chinese knots hanging.
However, the outside is decorated with mountains of flowers, indicating that it is a brothel.
Its four-character "Yuxiang Restaurant" imitates Dongpo's calligraphy, which is elegant and free.
It seems that the layman Dongpo and the brothel are indeed destined.
The old bustard waved a red handkerchief, and the strong scent of rose fairy suddenly came to him, and said: "Liu Yameni, it's really unlucky that Miao'er is ill and can't come to pick up the guests. Now there is Xiang'er, who is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Now I'll have someone call Xiang'er right away."
Liu De pushed with his hand, and the madam almost fell down, and said bitterly: "You have become a broken shoe, and you are still so aloof. Mother Gu, Miao'er must come out to pick up the guests today, otherwise I will demolish this brothel of yours." "
Those brothel girls and Uncle Turtle followed Zhao Ping, thinking that I was going to the brothel to take my son to study with him.
He couldn't help but "chichichi" was so funny that Mr. Turtle almost burst into laughter.
When Zhao Ping and others came in, Liu De and a group of evil servants forced the madam to ask Miao'er to come out to receive the guests.
Just when the madam was at a loss, a clear child's voice came: "Liu Yanei is indeed very powerful, even more powerful than the county magistrate. The dignified Yuxiang brothel will be demolished as soon as it is told."
Liu De couldn't help being furious. He flapped the folding fan in his hand a few times and turned his eyes around.
He shouted: "Who dares to say these words to this Yanei? This Yanei will break his legs and make him unable to get out of bed for three months."
Zhao Ping suddenly appeared in front of Liu De, put his hands on his hips and said to Liu De: "I said it to you. Has Liu Yanei forgotten the lesson he learned last time?"
It was really hard to say which pot to mention, Liu De's chest kept rising and falling.
He rolled his eyes and said bitterly: "I have something to do in my office today. Don't be complacent, kid. In a few days, even if you cry and call me, no one will pay attention to you."
After saying that, he snorted heavily, and left in a panic with the evil slave with a somewhat frightened look in his eyes.
Seeing his uncle, the madam immediately glared angrily.
