He Shan didn't believe it and joked: "Do you can't stand the smell of sheep, or do you care about others in your heart? Why, you can't forget the one you met on the Lantern Festival? You didn't even see the appearance, and you didn't know if it was someone else's. What's the point of thinking about it? Even if you meet it again, you can't recognize it."

"Why can't you recognize it?" Shi Yun was a little dissatisfied: "Although I was drunk, I heard her talking."

When Cao Yong and Nalanfusen heard this, they had allusions.

It turned out that at the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Shiyun was about to wait for Xiumu, and was taken to eat and drink by several family friends. He wanted to have fun, so he left a servant to serve him.

When he came back, he was drunk and held his urine on the way, and he wanted to find a solution. He was confused and went a little bit different with the servant.

But he was so drunk that he slipped down from the horse's back. When the night wind blew, Shi Yun was already drowsy and weak.

Seeing that he was wearing bright clothes, a few rascals took him off into the alley, and except for his underwear, they took away the rest.

Shi Yun knew in his heart, but because he ate too much alcohol, his body could not move.

The fifteenth day has not yet been enlightened, and there is still snow on the roadside. Shiyun doesn't know whether he is drunk or cold, so he fell asleep in a daze.

When he was saved, he had already wrapped his clothes on his body and heard a woman say, "After all, it's a life. I'll send it to the nearby inn and let him rest for a night. In addition to paying for one night's stay, there is no need to leave any other money. He is just drunk and has hands and feet. After waking up, he will not die of starvation and starvation. Don't waste money."

Then another female voice begged, "Girl, look at him being not old, it's very pitiful, otherwise, I'll just be taken to our house as a servant?"

The woman before said, "There are countless pitiful people in the world, who can save whom? Life and death are based on fate, and no one in this world is a Bodhisattva..."

Although the woman's voice was cold, Shiyun was still grateful for what he said next.

"Go to the pawn shop to buy an old leather jacket for him. It is warm and not eye-catching, and it is the cheapest..." The woman casually ordered...

Shi Yun took back his old memories and said with a bit of heroic spirit and stubbornness: "The kindness of a drop of water can be repaid with a spring. It is a life-saving grace to me. If I don't want to repay it, wouldn't it be better for a beast? Even my mother said she would thank that girl..."

Capital City, Xiaoheihu Hutong.

"Ah snee...ah snee..." Han Jiang covered his mouth with a veil and sneezes several times. Tears came out, and he felt his nose sore and uncomfortable.

When Xiaoxi saw this, he quickly found a clean veil and handed it over, and said with some concern: "Are the girl tired? Let's take a break early today. This summer, I'll suffer if I have a cold!"

Han Jiang took the clean handkerchief, wiped his tears and nose, shook his head and said, "It's okay, you'll have to finish the account."
Chapter completed!