Happy days are always short.
After saying the words "Happy Birthday", the watchman outside had already banged his clapper.
It's midnight.
Pei Heng was so excited that he didn't sleep all night.
Also awake was Cui Yunfeng, who was recuperating from illness in Duke Wei's mansion.
His feet were hung from the rafters, making it difficult to move.
He was supposed to be recuperating, but Cui Qingping almost made him angry to death today.
"Unfilial son, unfilial son! I'm already hurt like this, and why are you angry with me!"
The house was turned into a mess, and everything was scattered around, looking for anything valuable.
"I want to drink water, drink water." Cui Yunfeng shouted and smashed a cup on the ground with all his strength, making a crisp clicking sound, but no one outside still paid attention to him.
Just kidding, the Duke of Guo has already said that he is not allowed to pay attention to Cui Yunfeng, who will pay attention to him.
It's just a relative who is three generations apart. Just give him food to eat and a bed to sleep on.
Cui Yunfeng was very angry, but there was nothing he could do.
After being tired of scolding, he fell asleep. When he felt like he was being watched, Cui Yunfeng opened his eyes and was almost frightened to death.
Cui Qingping stood next to him, staring at him, crying and howling when he woke up: "Dad, I want money, I want money!"
"What do you want the money for?"
"I want money, I want money."
Cui Qingping didn't say anything. He sat down on the ground, howled and acted, and Cui Yunfeng didn't have a good rest for most of the night. He was so noisy that he felt dizzy: "Stop howling, your father is not dead yet!"
Cui Qingping simply lay down on the ground, howling louder than before, even more sad than his ancestors who had died eight generations ago.
Cui Yunfeng was left with no choice but to say, "I really don't have any money. If you want money, go find your aunt."
Where did Cui Yunfeng's money come from? All the Cui family's money was confiscated when their home was confiscated!
Cui Qingping jumped up and quickly ran away without even looking at Cui Yunfeng.
The world is purified.
But Wan Lan was so noisy that she almost strangled the little brat to death.
Cui Qingping followed the same pattern, rolling on the ground and looking like he would keep howling until he got the money.
"Stop howling, if you want to howl on your grandmother's grave." Wan Lan was furious and asked someone to throw Cui Qingping out. Aunt Gui quickly reminded: "Old madam, calm down, Doctor Guan will ask you to do it later." coming."
What a bad impact it would have to let others see an old lady being violent to a child!
"Forget it, give it to him, tell him to get out of here." Wan Lan rubbed her temples, her good mood was completely wiped out by this bastard.
Aunt Gui quickly winked, and someone pulled Cui Qingping down. After comforting the old lady, Aunt Gui went out to comfort Cui Qingping again.
"You kid, why do you need money?" asked Aunt Gui.
Cui Qingping's little face was red from crying, but at his age when he should have been innocent and innocent, people felt like they wanted to beat him to death.
"I want you to take care of it!"
Aunt Gui ignored it and threw out a two hundred taels of silver note: "Nuo, take it."
Cui Qingping looked at the numbers above, burst into laughter, grabbed the banknote and ran away.
Aunt Gui shook her head helplessly.
Wan Lan was rubbing her temples. Aunt Gui quickly walked over, stood behind Wan Lan, and kneaded her temples.
"Then the bastard is gone?"
"gone."
"What does he need money for at such a young age?"
"The slave asked, but he didn't say anything."
"I'm afraid he's going to buy some gadgets. Two hundred taels of silver is enough for him." Wan Lan breathed a sigh of relief: "At least I won't be here again for a long time."
"The old lady is kind-hearted."
As the master and servant talked, it was announced that Guan Tan was coming.
Wan Lan immediately sat upright, the curtain was opened, and Guan Tan walked in with an unattractive doctor in his thirties.
"Old madam, this is Dr. Xia Zemingxia, who specializes in treating goose claw syndrome."
Xia Zeming lifted his robe and knelt down to say hello to Wan Lan: "Xia Zemin, a common man, say hello to the old lady."
"Can you treat goose claw fever?"
"Yes. In the past ten years, all the patients who came to the grassroots have been cured."
"Then it's mine?" Wan Lan couldn't wait to reach out her hand.
Xia Zeming took a look and said: "The common people are 100% sure that the old lady's illness will be cured, but..."
"Just what?"
"It's just that this nail disease is different from typhoid fever. It takes a long time, ranging from half a year to a year, and the treatment is expensive."
"As long as it can be cured, it doesn't matter how much it costs! You can start treating me today. If you can cure it well, I will reward you heavily."
"Don't worry, madam, the grassroots will definitely cure your diseased nails and give you a pair of healthy and rosy nails."
"You will stay in my house, and I will let you out when it is cured." Wan Lan has been treating her nails for so many years, but no one has ever cured her nails. Now Xia Zeming said that it can be cured 100% of the time. Wan Lan has treated her nails for so many years. Lan also believed only five points.
If her illness can be cured, everyone will be happy.
If it cannot be cured, the news of her sick nails must not be spread.
This can be regarded as a disguised form of house arrest for Xia Zeming.
If you cure it well, you will be rewarded; if you cure it poorly, you will never go out.
Xia Zeming had already been mentally prepared: "Yes."
As for Cui Qingping, he took the two hundred taels of silver notes, went back to get his hat, and left the house happily.
Outside the house, there were three teenagers hiding in the corner. When they saw Cui Qingping coming, they immediately crowded over.
"Do you want the money?"
"It's coming. It's coming." Cui Qingping quickly took out the banknote and waved it. The children's eyes lit up and they pushed Cui Qingping: "Let's go, everyone is waiting for you. You must get your money back today." !”
Cui Qingping put the banknotes in his arms and walked in the middle. He was the smallest but looked like an elder brother: "I will definitely win today."
Several people walked through the alley and came to a gambling house.
The thugs at the door didn't stop any children and let them in directly.
Several people walked through the lively crowd and came to a room, where several people were waiting for him.
"Wow, Mr. Cui is here."
When a man saw Cui Qingping coming, he quickly stood up, nodded and bowed, and welcomed Cui Qingping to the main seat.
"Master Cui is here. That means Master Cui is sitting in the first place. If you don't order anything you can see, get out of here."
Immediately, another person gave up the first place. Cui Qingping sat down abruptly, although he was small but full of momentum, "What are you playing today?"
"Bet on big or small today. Bet ten dollars."
"Ten coins? It's too small." Cui Qingping took out two hundred taels of silver: "I have so much, do I want to gamble until the end of the year of the monkey?"
When the man saw the banknote, his eyes lit up and he immediately said, "What about gambling for ten taels of silver?"
"Okay, let's start."
"Quick, quick, down, down, down."
People around were placing bets one after another, and the man also took out a bag of silver.
"Mr. Cui, I have one hundred taels of cash and one hundred taels of silver notes here. Let's bet 10 taels per 100 taels. How about as much as the others are willing to bet?"
Cui Qingping couldn't wait any longer, "Okay, hurry up."
The man picked up the dice tray.
After the dice started rolling, time passed very quickly one game after another. Cui Qingping made seven or eight games in a row, earning seven or eighty taels.
The child following behind advised him: "Master Cui, just accept it when you see it. You have made so much."
Cui Qingping didn't think so: "I'm lucky today, I can make more, hurry up, shake."
The man opposite smiled evilly, put down the dice plate, and opened it again. Cui Qingping lost.
Perhaps because his luck ran out, Cui Qingping was defeated like a mountain, and the game was defeated miserably. In the end, he lost not a single copper penny.
"Master Cui, I'm sorry. I won." The man accepted the two hundred taels of silver note from Cui Qingping.
Cui Qingping's face turned red: "Don't be proud, come back tomorrow."
"Okay, as long as the young master has money, I will wait for Mr. Cui at any time."
Cui Qingping walked out of the gambling house angrily, and the boys who followed him had grimaces on their faces: "Master Cui, I told you to stop when you're good. Now you're good, not even a hair is left."
"What are you worried about? It's not your money." Cui Qingping didn't care: "I have plenty of money. I will come to gamble tomorrow. If I win, I will give you five taels of silver each."
"Master Cui, this is what you said, keep your word!"
"Of course it counts. I'll go back and ask for the money. You'll be waiting for me at the door tomorrow."
In the gambling house on the first floor, a small gap opened in the room just now. Seeing Cui Qingping walking away, the man turned around and went to the second floor.
Putting aside the naughty attitude of a gambler, he knocked on the door and said respectfully after entering: "Miss, I left and lost two hundred taels."
A young young man turned around with a smile on his face. Who else could it be if it wasn't Xu Wanning?
