After everyone left, the courtyard suddenly became a lot quieter. As soon as I walked through, I encountered this kind of thing, alas!
"Did my cell phone come through?"
Su Xiaolou suddenly thought of the inappropriate chat records saved in his mobile phone and those that made him die. He was heartbroken. He searched everywhere but couldn't find it. It seemed that he hadn't brought it with him. He had a heart attack.
Su Xiaolou felt something tugging at his trousers. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was an ugly, scrawled puppy.
"I'm going to bite you if you don't let me go!" The scrawled puppy still bit his trouser leg and pulled at him.
Su Xiaolou could only drag it back, and he couldn't really bite the dog.
Laiqian stood in the courtyard and asked with concern: "Master, how do you plan to repay the two thousand three hundred taels of silver?"
"I don't know. With the money, how much money do we still have on our account?"
"Master, the money in our account is as clean as the rice vat in our kitchen. You have been mourning for three years, and we have been sitting on nothing. It is not easy for us to survive three years with our little money."
"Is our family already so poor? I remember that my father's coffin was made of golden nanmu?"
"Yes, it's worth two thousand taels of silver."
Su Xiaolou took a breath: "You're a prodigal! Where is the shroud?"
"The shroud I bought was Yunyan fine cotton unique to the south of the Yangtze River, and cost one thousand taels of silver. Many people at that time praised the young master for his filial piety."
"It's three thousand taels. Come and tell me how much we spent on the funeral."
"Including the cemetery, accompanying sacrifices, incense and other messy things, the total cost was four thousand taels."
"Four thousand taels are just buried in the ground! Why don't you stop me from paying for it?"
Laiqian looked embarrassed: "Master, I want to stop you, but you can't stop me from fulfilling my filial piety."
"What should we do now? There are four thousand taels of silver buried underground, and the people on the ground will starve to death and sell themselves."
"Master, are there any wild vegetables in front of our house? Master will not be hungry."
"What wild vegetables?"
"Grey gray vegetables"
"..."
Su Xiaolou walked around the house. He slept in a room with a table, a chair, a bed and a cabinet, and there was nothing else. The family had only four walls, and the housekeeper paid for it to make the room even worse. It's probably because the roof is leaking, the walls are moldy, and there's a musty smell in the air. It seems like all the valuable items in this home have been sold by themselves!
But there is one room that is different from the others. It is fully equipped with all kinds of daily necessities. Beddings are neatly stacked on the bed, and hairpins and rouge are placed on the dressing table. It has been spotless despite being unoccupied for many years.
The room was the same as it had been many years ago, and he had not touched a single thing because it was the room of "his" mother who had died many years ago.
There was a burst of sourness in his heart, and the memory of "Su Xiaolou" came to his mind, and the calls from his mother seemed to still be echoing in his ears.
Back in the courtyard, Lai Qian came back with freshly pulled Hui Hui vegetables in his hand. He remembered that there used to be four guys at home. After Mr. Su died, they stole valuable things from the house and ran away.
I only had the money to express my gratitude for the meal that my master Su Mu had given me when he was starving to death. He stayed in the Su Mansion and worked as a housekeeper conscientiously for many years. After the Su Mansion declined, Su Xiaolou never left me when he was in poverty.
"Here's the money, I want to eat meat."
"Master, the cicadas on the trees and the grasshoppers in the grass are all meat. How about I go catch some."
"I don't like eating bugs, forget it." How long does it take to catch a plate of food, and he can't really use the money to climb up and down when he is old, Su Xiaolou can only give up, knowing the truth It still smells good.
"Why don't you stew this dog and recuperate the young master?"
Su Xiaolou looked at the dog rolling in the grass. It was the size of a palm. It was trampled to death without paying attention. There was no flesh on it.
"It's better to fatten up before eating."
"That's fine."
Su Xiaolou got up and walked out. As he walked, he said to the money: "I'm going out to make money!"
Lai Qian was so excited that his eyes filled with tears, the young master finally grew up.
Walking on the street, Su Xiaolou conducted three soul tortures on himself: Can he do street acrobatics such as breaking a big stone on his chest and wearing an iron cloth shirt with a golden bell? Can you write the eight-legged essay and pass the perverted imperial examination of the Ming Dynasty? Do you know the six arts of a gentleman, such as piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, horseback riding, and archery? It seems like neither.
Thinking about it, I have received nine years of compulsory education since I was a child. I am a serious college student and a top student in the funeral major. I am quite good at examining corpses, burying people, and arranging the appearance of the dead. If I start a business, I might be able to become bigger and stronger and create greater glory. .
"Beauty! You don't look good today. Come here and let me put on your resurrection makeup. Hey! Don't run away. I'm very good at makeup."
"Brother, I see you are quite young. Has anyone died at home recently? I can cry on your behalf. I will keep you until you cry to the heavens and the gods. Ouch! Don't do it! A gentleman talks but doesn't do anything. Ouch!"
"Uncle, are you not feeling well lately? Why don't you make an appointment for a funeral in advance? Just pay a deposit. I'll give you a discount. Do you think fifty taels of silver is okay? Master? Master? Get up and don't touch porcelain. Ah, you haven’t paid the deposit yet, don’t die early, you have to follow the procedures.”
"My little friend, I see that your bones are unique and you are suitable for learning the art of turning yin and yang from me. We are destined to be together. I will give you a 50% discount on your apprenticeship fee and one hundred taels of silver. Why are you letting the dog out? Help, help... …”
After Su Xiaolou ran for a while, seeing that the dog hadn't caught up with him, he stopped to take a breath. There seemed to be some movement in front of him.
It turned out that a man with panda eyes was thrown out by the people on the first floor. He was wearing only a pair of underpants. He got up and wanted to go in and continue gambling. His wife and children next to him were holding their arms and holding their legs. After letting him in, the man in shorts became jealous of the gambler. He picked up the woman on the ground and beat her violently. People passing by pointed at the gambler.
Nine in all directions, red sun, four people sit down and push Pai Gow, losing ninety-nine silver coins, my wife walks to the door of the room, you are a murderer of thousands of swords, can you leave? If you harm your father, you will roam the streets; if you harm your mother, you will take a stick; if you harm your son, you will herd cattle; if you harm your daughter, you will be a girl; if you harm your wife, you will not go overboard.
Losing money is caused by winning money. The reason why these gamblers lose is because they think they will win and never think about losing.
If you want to win, you still have to rely on your brains...
Two thousand three hundred taels of silver is not a small amount. If you can get it together within three days, you can only take a gamble.
