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Chapter 428 The Sixth Grade Sage and the Pervert(2/2)

In fact, strictly speaking, it is the home of several families.

Because this small courtyard was crowded with other families, she and her father were just one of them. They lived in one of the houses, which was converted from a firewood shed into a sleeping room, and it was half a pound cheaper.

On weekdays, several families share the yard and kitchen, and get along quite harmoniously.

Thanks to the siphon of labor from Xunyang Ferry, the largest ferry in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River, Xingzifang, which is close to the ferry, has a large immigrant population and a mixed crowd.

The landlords in the square have also learned a lot. They are all masters of space utilization. They find ways to rent out coffin rooms without worrying about having no one to live in them.

However, a few days ago, there were rumors in the neighborhood that a business gang with strong financial resources wanted to rent out the old houses in Xingzifang and renovate them for rent. However, the news gradually disappeared.

Maybe it’s also because there are too many small landlords in Xingzifang, and the houses are dense and messy, making it difficult to negotiate and negotiate. In the end, it seems to have been settled.

"Daddy!"

Approaching the yard, Huang Xuan saw a familiar figure of a big man waiting at the door, and immediately shouted.

"Xiaoxuan...what's wrong with your hand?"

The bearded man who had just returned home from work at Shuangfeng Peak smiled a little, then his face immediately changed and he asked warily.

Before Huang Xuan could speak, the man suddenly turned his head and looked behind her.

Huang Xuan turned around quickly, and was suddenly surprised... why was that man following her again?

She couldn't help but take two steps back.

"This man is..." The bearded man looked at him suspiciously.

In the dark alley ahead, I saw a sword-wielding Taoist priest slowly walking out. His face was paralyzed and emotionless, but his eyes were staring straight at the little girl in a red coat behind the bearded man.

It was Lu Ya, the "walking under the mountain" of the Shangqing Sect who had disappeared all afternoon.

There was silence in front of the courtyard gate.

The bearded man turned his head to look at his timid daughter, and then his eyes fell on her palm wrapped with herbs. The man's beard and hair suddenly sprouted, and he became furious like a lion's head:

"You're such a thief, you can even bully a little kid, why are you so shameless, you bastard!"

Lu Ya was looking around the dilapidated alley. Hearing this, he frowned and looked at the bearded man who came forward, rolling up his arms, and explained in a serious tone:

"Pindao is not a bad person. I just met your daughter by chance on the street and felt that I am connected with Pindao Mountain Gate. I have no ill intentions... It is not convenient to talk outside. Can you come in and have a chat and listen to Pindao's words..."

"Speak to your mother! Take a punch from me."

The bearded man rushed forward without saying a word.

Lu Ya's expression changed slightly and he took a step back...

"Daddy, don't go..."

Huang Xuan didn't catch the bearded man and had a worried look on her face. She was originally worried that her father would suffer a loss, but then she saw this strange sword-wielding Taoist being chased by her father holding his robe. She didn't even fart the whole time... She suddenly became speechless.

Seeing the figure of the sword-wielding Taoist priest running away at the entrance of the alley, with his hair and crowns scattered on the ground, Huang Xuan ran forward with short legs and quickly grabbed the bearded man who was still angry about chasing the bandit.

"Stop chasing daddy...actually he didn't hurt Xiaoxuan." She said weakly.

The bearded man said "Bah", stared at the copper bell, and kicked the crown off the ground with a kick. He turned his head, and pressed his daughter's little head with his dirty hands on his relatively clean sleeves, panting.

Warning:

"From now on, for Taoist priests like this with a bull nose, you can just pull out the rusty dagger tied to your feet to defend yourself. According to my experience, Confucian scholars are poor and pedantic, bald donkeys bully the weak and fear the strong, and bull noses are artificial. The latter two are both strong on the outside and weak on the inside. Don't let yourself be spoiled! The more fierce you are

, the more they are afraid of you, especially when I am not around you."

The man was verbose and a bit nagging, but Huang Xuan noticed a faint look of guilt and fear in his eyes.

She nodded blankly: "Okay."

After the two chatted, they walked back to the yard. At this time, Landlady Chen arrived and appeared at the door.

The expressions of the bearded man and Huang Xuan changed.

Come to collect rent again?

The bearded man who had been domineering and aggressive not long ago suddenly frowned and had nowhere to put his hands.

Huang Xuan on the side also seemed to have remembered something, and her eyes were visibly flustered.

Unexpectedly, landlord Chen came in and greeted him with a friendly expression.

"Hey, Brother Huang is back, and Miss Huang is here too? Haha, I didn't bother you, I'm sorry. I happened to be passing by. It's a dry day, and my mouth gets angry easily. I just got some new fruits, so I hope you can eat them.

Accept it."

The Huang family's father and daughter were stunned when they saw Landlady Chen, who always had a stern look on his face like he owed him eight hundred taels, entering the hospital with a basket of fruits and placing them on the stone table very familiarly, with a smile on his face.

Flies rub their hands.

Before the Huang family's father and daughter could speak, a woman's charming voice came from the door again:

"Good evening, both of you. I'm really sorry for disturbing your house so late..."

The Huang family's father and daughter turned around and saw a carriage stopping outside the entrance of the courtyard. A lady slowly stepped out of the carriage with a purple and gold silk silk hanging on her arm.

The noble lady's eyes wandered, and she looked around at the gates of the shabby courtyard. She stopped in front of the threshold and saluted the Huang family's father and daughter.

"My family's surname is Pei, from Yangzhou. I am the thirteenth in the family. You two can just call me Thirteenth Mother... This is polite."
Chapter completed!
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