Tibetan Sea Pearl

Mr. Huang strode ahead, but the boy's face was covered by clouds without saying a word.

What can he say now, the son has said that it is not about the house, let people live in it.

Why is this not about the house? It is obviously because of the house that Jin Yiwei came to him.

"Go and tell the people in Jinyiwei that I want to see him." Mr. Huang said, shaking his sleeves.

Mr. Huo is not anyone who can see him if he wants to, and Mr. Huang is no exception. The most he can see are Baihu and Ye Baihu who are under Mr. Huo.

The boy was in a hurry, "Don't provoke those people, we can't afford to provoke those people."

If you can't afford it, don't you bother?It's because you can't afford to offend, you avoid each time, and you get ridden on your head every time. If you are blindly weak, others will think you are easy to bully.Such a good house was sold several times, but it was not sold, and it was all thrown into his hands, and he was fed up with it.

Mr. Huang walked quickly, he was walking very fast, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he was also expressing his anger.

The boy was so anxious that tears were about to fall, "Master, let's go home, we've been out for so long, the master should be anxious at home."

These words are too scary, go to Jinyiwei, that kind of place is like the hell of the king of hell, people can go there and never return.

As long as the young master returns home, nothing will happen if Mr. Huang restrains him.

Mr. Huang stopped and looked at him solemnly, but the servant shrank his head back and quickly lowered his gaze.

"I'm not discussing with you, this is my order." Mr. Huang said, "If you don't understand, someone will do it for you."

The boy was also stunned, he was not the only boy around Mr. Huang, there were some who waited on pens and inks, some who drew pictures for the house, and some who were in charge of the house sale procedures, and he was the one who accompanied Mr. Huang to look at the house.

Without him, more people would come to the top, and the others secretly wonder how happy they are.

"I'll do it right away." The boy choked up and ran away with his head down.

Knowing that there are mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, for the sake of your son, he has to cut mountains and seas and rush forward.

……

There are very few people walking in the Fusi yamen in Beizhen, very few, it seems that the courtyard is open, and the atmosphere is different from other yamen, it is not so lively, a little gloomy, which makes people feel depressing.

Ye Baihu finished looking at the painting scroll of the house, and knocked on the table with his hand, "I know you are in this business, and I also know that you are still a master in this business."

Hear him say that, if everyone else is scared.

"Don't dare to do it." Mr. Huang stepped forward to salute and said.

Mr. Huang is a dentist, but he is different from other dentists. Other dentists sell other people's houses, while Mr. Huang sells his own.

This is why Mr. Huang has the confidence to stand here and negotiate terms with him today.

Ye Baihu looked at him, "This is the best house in the capital, don't you feel bad about giving it away like this?"

"Give it to Mr. Huo, that's to make the best use of everything." Mr. Huang said directly.

He didn't brag about how good his house was like other dentists, and he painted it so that people could see it clearly.

The Huang family is different from those dentists.

Ye Baihu knew this well, "Mr. Huo already has a place to live, and he wouldn't be able to live in another house, and he doesn't need a house."

Mr. Huo is over 30 years old, and he is not yet married. If he is not married, there is no outside room. Those who are kept outside are counted as outside rooms. After so many years, there is only one woman, Hua Niangzi. People outside secretly praise Mr. Huo for being infatuated.

People like Huo Sanye, if they want women, they can't go out in groups. As many officials send beautiful maidservants, there are as many as they want.

Mr. Huang also knows that Mr. Huo doesn't like women.

"A house is nothing else. Even if you don't live in it, you can pass it on." Mr. Huang said.

A house is indeed a good thing. It can stand for hundreds of years, and even if it falls, it can be rebuilt, and it can be left to future generations.

"It's a pity not to keep it." Ye Baihu shook his head and sighed, "You don't know Mr. Huo. Mr. Huo hates exaggeration and waste the most."

That's it, Mr. Huang was startled, he was a little absent-minded, there are not many men who don't like women and don't like houses.

Before he could recover, Ye Baihu had already torn the scroll in his hand.

"Master Huang, please go back." He laughed loudly and scattered the pieces with his hands.

Fragments fell like snowflakes on Mr. Huang's hair and the skirt of his clothes.

"It's just too bullying." Coming out of Beizhen Fusi, the boy couldn't hold back anymore, tears fell down.

Just now inside, he had been controlling his emotions so that no one would see anything strange. Now that he walked out of this door safely, he was relieved, and his emotions were vented like a mountain torrent.

"We painted this picture for half a month without eating or sleeping."

"If you say no, it will be gone. Isn't this bullying?"

Mr. Huang glanced at him, "Crying like a bitch."

Coming out of Fusi Yamen in Beizhen crying like this is really not very good-looking, people who don't know think what Jin Yiwei has done to them.

The boy hastily raised his hand to wipe away his tears.

Although it is said that there is no torture to extract a confession, it is a shame.

"These beasts." Mr. Huang gritted his teeth fiercely.

What kind of person is this? No father, no mother, no wife and no children, living alone in this world, with no desires, no desires, no attachments, no worries. Such a person is alone in everything he does, and has no weaknesses. Such a talent most terrible.

Some people say that Hua Niangzi is Mr. Huo's weakness.

Mr. Huang spat on the ground.

A lady who wants to be Mr. Huo's weakness is too flattering.

……

In the small pavilion of one leaf, a young woman leans on the railing and watches the flowers and plants outside.

She is only sixteen or seventeen years old.

"How long has it been since the third master came back?" The woman asked casually, seemingly carelessly.

"It's been several days since Mrs. Hua said it." The servant girl said in a low voice.

The woman who was called "Hua Niangzi" stared fixedly at the lake, isn't this the home of Mr. Huo Zhai?Mr. Huo didn't go home even if he had a home. He stayed outside for the night.

She was not smiling, and there was an inappropriate sound of ding ding dong dong in her ears, which sounded like someone was chopping vegetables.

What kind of vegetables are you chopping? This is chopping medicine.

"It's been going on all day long, and it's so noisy that everyone is uneasy." The servant woman raised her eyebrows and said, "When the third master comes back, we will sue the third master and ask the third master to vent our anger on us."

Hua Niangzi smiled wryly, "You're still venting your anger, your lord has not seen me for several days."

The maid groaned and laughed out loud, "Miss Hua, you can be content, the lord only has you in the house, no one is jealous of you, think about the good life you are living now, how many people can't ask for it .”

People outside are envious of Mrs. Hua, how did she get Mr. Huo's favor.

Hua Niangzi stroked her forehead, "I have a headache."

The maid hurriedly stretched out her hand to support her, and asked her what was wrong, whether she had a headache from the noise.

The sound of cutting medicine is like a drum beating on the heart, and it seems like a monk is doing homework and knocking on a wooden fish. I don't know when he will stop.

It's annoying, it's not over.

Hua Niangzi caressed her forehead, like a weak willow Fufeng, with the help of her servant, went to the wing.

She is also free, who will hear this when she has something to do.

"Go and tell the people at the outer door that I'm sick." Hua Niangzi raised her head and said.

Miss Hua is sick, the maid immediately understands, Mr. Huo will come back to see Miss Hua soon, who wants to see a beauty cry.