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In the early year of Wenjiu, it is the 17th day of the lunar month.

I won’t write in my diary today.

Naturally, it won’t be messed up.

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Get up early in the morning.

Lin Wangchuan looked at the empty yard, feeling a chill pass through his heart.

Harmful.

It’s really uncomfortable to see Lin Zhengying and Xigua Tarang missing in the temple!

Lin Wangchuan went to the kitchen and took a look. It seemed that he had eaten all the leftovers yesterday.

Lin Wangchuan touched his belly.

Damn, I have to spend money to go to town for breakfast again.

Then he called out to his beloved little yellow horse.

One man and one horse headed towards the town.

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Sanhe Tailor Shop.

As the proprietress of a tailor shop, Mrs. Xiaodaira Hui, although she is nearly thirty years old, is full of charm and has a pretty face that naturally attracts some prodigal men to visit her.

As a result, after becoming a married woman, Mrs. Xiaoping Hui became more and more conservative after her wedding.

I no longer joke with others.

Even when those rich and noble men offered big prices, she always looked indifferent.

Especially the eldest son of the Yamashita family.

It is also the son of the current mayor and Daikan Ken Yamashita. Yamashita is so insignificant that in the eyes of Mrs. Kodaira Megumi, he can't even walk for three seconds.

Ah.

This made Shanxia Caoji unbearable.

"My husband-in-law is not at home, please be respectful, Mr. Yamashita."

"Hey, it's better not to be at home! Even if you are at home, what do you think your new man can do to me?"

Men are so mean.

The less you can get, the more you want.

I remember one night after a late-night communication with a handsome young man, we cuddled together on the bed and talked about some common sense in life.

When men and women were mentioned, the young man made a dismissive judgment and said:

"They say women are like clothes, you just change them if you don't like them. Let me tell you, most men are like stockings. They change them when they are longer, shorter, looser, pilling, silky or have holes.

Change it, don’t wash it if it’s dirty or smelly, just change it once, change it, change it! Don’t be polite, because men are so mean...the more you don’t get it, the more you want it.”

"Which category does the young master belong to?"

Mrs. Xiaoping Hui asked.

The young man chuckled and said:

"I? If God had not given birth to me, Lin Wangchuan, the eternity of the human world would be like a long night. I, Lin, should be like an elder reader. I am born extraordinary. How can I compare with those ordinary people?"

"The little master is so interesting."

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At the moment, the more Mrs. Xiaoping Hui ignores Shanxia Caoji, the more energetic Shanxia Caoji becomes.

The man's desire to conquer was stirring in his heart.

Mrs. Xiaoping Hui sighed and looked away with a look of disgust.

Obviously, he doesn't have the slightest interest in this idiot.

He is not ugly, and he is considered a handsome young man who is famous throughout the town.

He also comes from a big family and has a rich and powerful father behind him.

The former Mrs. Xiaoping Hui would naturally be eager to hug such a person's lap.

But for now...

Mrs. Xiaoping Hui's hands have already hugged a young master.

The little master's thighs are thick, long and big.

I can't hold it with two hands.

Even using your mouth is not enough!

Where do you have the time and thought to hug someone else’s lap?

For Mrs. Xiaodaira Hui, who has seen the scenery of mountain peaks, it is difficult for her to notice the saplings at the foot of the mountain.

well.

Let’s go!

Let's go now.

Mrs. Xiaoping Hui kept murmuring in her heart.

After all, he was Yamashita Takeru's son, so it was hard for her to just open her mouth and chase him away.

Especially when doing business, customers are the first to come.

Mrs. Xiaodaira Hui could only look at the shabby people lingering in the shop. Several groups of customers had already been affected and walked away.

"Mr. Yamashita, I really can't get away today... How about I give you some money? I heard that the girl from Yame Hot Spring House is better at this."

"I'm tired of playing with that woman a long time ago! I'll choose you today."

"I'm already married."

"It seems that they think my price is low!"

Yamashita Caoji then took out another ingot of silver from his pocket and placed it on the table:

"This money is enough to buy your shops."

"That's enough."

"Then you agree?"

Mrs. Xiaoping Hui immediately looked outside the shop, where a few rough friends were watching from a distance.

hehe.

One guess revealed that Yamashita Caoji had boasted in front of these gangsters, and it must have been the kind of bet that he made to win this woman.

Men are so tacky.

Master Ogawa is better.

He has great ambitions and is a considerate man.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Xiaoping Hui felt more and more that Yamashita Caoji had given birth to such a good skin in vain, hinting but not making it clear, and finally wanted to take it by force.

Huh! Who do you think I am!

But Mrs. Xiaodaira Hui still didn’t show her displeasure on the surface, and replied with a smile:

"This money is enough to buy this shop, but not enough to buy these fabrics!"

"How much do these fabrics cost?"

Yamashita Caoji asked disapprovingly, and Mrs. Xiaoping Hui simply took out her account book and gave it a glance to Yamashita Caoji who was drinking tea.

The latter spurted out directly.

The ledger almost got wet.

"What kind of fabric is so expensive?"

"The best quality fabrics are provided by little master Lin Wangchuan."

"Lin Wangchuan?"

"That's right! So, in order to thank Master Ogawa, our husband and I gave him shares, but he didn't need them. Such a kind person who is upright and upright and doesn't take every drop of money from the people is really rare in the world! It's not like a certain person

Some people..."

Yamashita Caoji looked at Mrs. Xiaoping Hui's proud face when she mentioned Lin Wangchuan.
To be continued...