Although Jiang Ling's words were aggressive, Du He keenly discovered them. Jiang Ling seemed to have a kind of anxiety hidden in his sharp eyes.

Usually, Jiang Ling is spoiled by Jiang Zhongye and never teaches Jiang Ling to suffer losses. In order to let her enjoy the glory of her senior sister, she still takes Jiang Ling, who is not enlightened, as a disciple.

This was not in line with the rules at that time and even now.

Generally, those who have relatives will not be held under their own sects. What they are afraid of is that they can't bear to start and teach their children wrongly.

But Jiang Zhongye was just thinking about making Jiang Lingchang fearless.

But now, Jiang Ling, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, once again showed a fragile and panic look in front of Du He's eyes.

The last time I looked like this was when Jiang Ling's relationship was frustrated.

After pondering for a while, Du He asked tentatively: "Have you encountered difficulties in the team?"

Jiang Ling gritted his teeth and finally said angrily: "Those fence-branders, seeing that Brother He is not here, they thought he will not come back, so they wanted to use us to make fun of it. Now, my father has stopped all the performances of the same army. I am afraid that we will not return and will suffer in vain. But in this way... the props bought from renting money will be kept in vain and are compensated every day..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became. Jiang Ling finally sighed heavily. He said a lot of things that he could not say to his father, nor could he say to Brother He, so he could only say to Du He.

These things were kept in my heart, which made Jiang Ling breathlessly. She always felt that all the misfortunes were caused by her. As Brother He’s mother said, she was just a broom star.

As soon as she came, Brother He went to suppress bandits and train troops. There were always many dangers. Before she dated Brother He, Brother He had been quietly serving as a regiment commander in the 61st Division...

Jiang Ling's self-confidence is on the verge of collapse. She urgently needs to do something to save herself and save Lian Kuiban from the storm in the future.

"Ahe, I'll take you out. Don't tell my father that we earn 28 cents of the money we earn, and you don't need to perform. Just shout a few times, how about it?"

Jiang Ling offered an invitation again.

This is an unbelievable thing in normal times. Jiang Ling, who has always stood on the side with his mother and opposed his contact with these things, even one day he took the initiative to ask Du He to go out for a performance, and even the share of the money Du He dared not dream of.

But Du He is no longer short of money.

Originally, he had to refuse, but when he saw the little light in Jiang Ling's eyes, Du He thought of the Jiang Ling who begged him to take him to the street to see the scenery when he was a child, and his heart softened.

Forget it, let Jiang Ling know how difficult it is to make a living outside, she may have retreated.

With such an idea, Du He nodded.

Jiang Ling was obviously relieved, his steps became much lighter, and he returned to his room.

Du He felt a lot heavier in his heart. When he returned to the room, he carried Nanfeng, who was tilted from the stool, back to the bed. Du He blew out the lights and lay down with his clothes. But his eyes were like a lantern, flashing through today's experience one by one.

The morning's Mantang Cai, Takahashi Haiyu's warm hands, Yang Meixue's cold hands, Nanfeng's slender hands, the desperate eyes of the red-haired foreigner, the slightly deep eyes of the leader of the Wang Gang and Shen Baozhen, Wang Jie's guilty expression, and a bowl of steaming Aozhao's fish noodles...

Du He's body gradually became warmer, his tense heartstrings relaxed, and many things were relaxed. Everyone had their own futures, and they could not come if they were worried or replaced.

Just like my mother's concern for herself, she will be too hard and not beautiful, so she will keep it in her heart and occasionally send a bag of fragrant rice produced in her hometown, which is great.

The next day, when Du He went out, Jiang Ling followed him as if nothing had happened, stiffly pulled Nanfeng's hand, shivered Nanfeng, and subconsciously struggled twice.

"Don't move, I'll let go when I go out."

Jiang Ling dragged Nanfeng out of the door, and made the intention of going out together, so he let go of Nanfeng's hand.

The two women stared at each other with big eyes and snorted coldly, ignoring each other.

Du He was in a daze and looked at a huge advertisement on the wall not far away. The guillotine painted on it was larger than the one Du He actually had.

"What's so great? Just a trick. When my aunt makes money, she will buy props, which is better than what he performs. When you watch him perform, her waist is as hard as a stone, and she has the face to use the surname of the ancestor..."

Jiang Ling became more and more angry as he spoke. He suddenly turned his head and found that both of them were looking at her with a strange look.

"What are you looking at? My face is not washed clean?"

Jiang Ling touched his face and asked strangely.

Du He pondered for a moment, "Is my waist as hard as a stone?"

"Yes, I'm a layman at first glance!"

Jiang Ling hasn't reacted yet.

Nanfeng rolled his eyes and asked directly: "Do you look down on others and still go to see their performance?"

"I haven't...ah!" Jiang Lingya denied it, but later realized it from the contemptuous eyes of the two people. She said the wrong thing.

When his face turned red, Jiang Ling left with a silence until he went to the public concession and entered the Jing'an Temple area, and did not talk to the two of them again.

Du He didn't know how to talk, so he had to introduce the scenery of Jing'an Temple to Nanfeng, who rarely went out, and secretly praised Jiang Ling's vision of choosing a place.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Ling went straight to the most famous Hatong Garden, Jing'an Temple.

Even outsiders have heard of Hatong Garden. It covers an area of ​​hundreds of acres, and those who come in are all high-ranking officials and nobles. Jiang Ling obviously wants to earn some rewards from noble people here.

Jiang Ling's performance was very convenient. He only needed to get a small vine basket. Jiang Ling used his bone shrinkage skills in front of everyone, got into the vine basket, and then came out bit by bit, and the performance was completed.

The basket was bought on the road now. When I went back, I could get some stuff in it and get over it. Since Du He agreed to Jiang Ling, he shouted hard at the beginning of the performance.

When he met a foreigner, Du He also explained the performance of bone shrinkage to the other party in English, and soon attracted some onlookers.

There were not many people, and there were more than a dozen sparse ones, but Jiang Ling was still very serious and performed meticulously. He retracted his whole body into a basket that even children could not squat down. He also covered himself with a lid, and finally came out slowly, attracting civilized applause from the audience.

Nanfeng took the basket cover and walked around. His transparent eyes were free of impurities. When he looked at the spectators one by one, no one could bear to make the owner of these eyes sad. They all generously told Nanfeng to keep a pure smile.

The ladies and ladies were about to melt their hearts, and they simply pampered Nanfeng, hung her short braids with diamond knots, put green bracelets on their wrists, and held Nanfeng's little hand with love, asking her if they had promised them.

Nanfeng was at a loss and looked at Du He for help. Jiang Ling looked at the twenty silver dollars in his hand, and then looked at the gems on Nanfeng's braid. He felt uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!