Chapter 18 first quarter
Li Lan felt her stomach was very warm.Yu Runsheng's palm was placed on her belly all night last night, and the flesh and blood of him, her, and their child were tightly pressed together in the darkness.The warmth seemed to remain in her belly until the day.
Yu Runsheng went home a few days ago.She saw his relaxed face, and there was no increase in the number of guards at home, so she knew that her husband's problem had been solved.She made a nest of old hen stew with her own hands, and he slept like a child after drinking it.
This is what Li Lan is most proud of: Yu Runsheng can only relax completely in front of her.
There are always a few days of rain every winter in Piaocheng.The ice-cold raindrops were as heavy as stone.Li Lan knew last night that it was going to rain today.She is from a farming family and is very accurate in seeing the weather.Before Yu Runsheng got up, she had already prepared a coir raincoat and a thick padded robe for him.The padded gown was made by Li Lan himself. The most expensive silk is used on the outside, and it is tightly woven so that it is not easy to seep water.
When Yu Runsheng went out, Li Lan put on his coir raincoat for him.Ye Yi was standing beside him, but Yu Runsheng suddenly lowered his head and kissed Li Lan on the cheek.Li Lan blushed.Even though they had been married for several years, Yu Runsheng was rarely so affectionate to her.Especially in front of subordinates.
At this moment, Li Lan felt a shock in his stomach, because no one could see the blushing.She resisted and didn't tell him.She knew he had a very important negotiation today, and she couldn't distract him.
She tried to breathe lightly.Clenched fists were tucked behind his waist.When Yu Runsheng stepped out of the house, Li Lan was still smiling.
"Already gone out." Lu Meichao's subordinates reported. Jinya Puchuan owns three mansions in Tongtai.This is the smallest one and the least used one. It is located next to Dongtong Road, less than a hundred steps away from Andong Avenue. The place of negotiation is in the "Jianghu Building" on Andong Avenue. The territory of "Feng Yilong" is a neutral ground for both parties, not to mention that no one dares to act recklessly in the place of "Feng Yilong". Pu Chuan planned to arrive a little later than Yu Runsheng.An Dong Avenue was too busy at noon, Wang Shanglin and Lu Meichao's people had to spend a little more time to make sure that there was no ambush on the street—at least there was no ambush that was fatal enough. Lu Meichao and the other four bosses of the "former slaughterhouse" were also waiting for news in the mansion.Wang Shanglin, on the other hand, gathered a large number of subordinates in his territory in Jiwei to respond at any time. Another informant sent a notification: "I have entered the south entrance of Andong Avenue. I didn't take a car." The rain continued.The streets are covered with umbrellas of various sizes, and horses and carriages cannot pass through them at all. "How many people are there?" Lu Meichao asked. "About ten people," said the line eye. "There is no brother-in-law of his." This is in line with Pu Chuan's other information.He has already grasped the whereabouts of Runsheng's brothers - except Long Bai who has not yet returned to Piaocheng. "Don't forget, there are people from Lei Yi." Lu Meichao is always the most cautious one. Governor Zha had already been notified of this negotiation, and it was not uncommon for him to send messengers to maintain the scene.Zha Song deliberately didn't assign Lei Yi, but this disobedient leader still came with thirty subordinates from the area.Lu Meichao's men had already spotted them, and Lei Yi obviously had no intention of hiding it. "That Di Laoliu didn't come, but instead used Lei Yi to protect..." Pu Chuan thought for a while. "It seems that he has some sincerity in negotiating..." "Have you decided?" Lu Meichao asked. Pu Chuan nodded. "After he arrives, I'll go." When Pu Chuan was about to enter the inner room to change clothes, the third lineman came back.He was breathing heavily and was dripping wet, as if he had exhausted all his strength to run back. His face was as white as paper.
Luo Shouzhi saw a shooting star.During the day, in heavy rain. At that time, he was sitting at the table facing the street on the ground floor of "Mingzhenliao" on Andong Street, sipping the second Dragon Well tea.After just eating lunch, there is nothing better than sitting comfortably and sipping hot tea. Luo Shouzhi raised the tea bowl and tilted his head slightly upwards. Then I saw shooting stars. As long as you look in the right direction, it is impossible to see nothing.But how many people walking on the street will look up? Of course Luo Shouzhi knew that it was not a shooting star.He had seen real shooting stars--a tea merchant who often traveled at night and slept in the open on the hills had many opportunities to see them.Real meteors don't fly as low and don't make a sound. But Luo Shouzhi's first impression of the thing flying across the sky over Andong Avenue was that it looked like a shooting star.That breathless speed. "Meteor" passed through the rain, with intense splashes, and a tiny tearing sound like lightly scratching thin paper, and fell sharply into the crowd of people in the middle of the street. The teacup in Luo Shouzhi's hand almost fell off. Then there were many men's frightened and angry cries, which came from the place where the "meteor" fell.Almost all pedestrians on the entire street stopped.The staff and guests in the teahouse also turned their heads at the same time, staring blankly in the direction where the angry screams came from.Luo Shouzhi felt that the world around him suddenly stopped. People on the street began to gather towards the "falling point", and quickly accumulated five or six layers of human walls.Luo Shouzhi couldn't see what was going on at all.He didn't intend to go out to watch the excitement.He didn't want to get his clothes wet. In his visual memory, the orbit of the "Meteor" flight just now remained.It was determined to come from a window of a tall building on the north side of the street.But this is Anton Street.Just one finger is a high-rise street. Luo Shouzhi gave up.He lowered his head and was about to continue drinking tea, but saw a strange person again. The man ignored the commotion on the street and walked silently with his head down.This is not surprising.There are dozens of people walking like this on the street.The city is full of indifferent people. That person was a pregnant woman in dark blue coarse cloth, holding an oiled paper umbrella.There's nothing surprising about this either. Luo Shouzhi felt strange: he felt that this pregnant woman did not seem to be a woman.Maybe it's just the swaying of the hips when walking; maybe it's the gesture of the fingers holding the umbrella handle; maybe it's nothing but a wonderful intuition... In short, this pregnant woman does not seem to be a woman... He exchanged eyes with the "pregnant woman" for a moment. This time the teacup in Luo Shouzhi's hand really fell down.fell to pieces.He ducked under the table, but not to pick up the pieces of the tea bowl. I just don't want to see that "pregnant woman" again. His back was drenched with sweat.cold sweat.He felt that his eyes were pierced by two sharp arrows just now... Ok.At this time Luo Shouzhi understood what the "shooting star" was.
"Already gone out." Lu Meichao's subordinates reported. Jinya Puchuan owns three mansions in Tongtai.This is the smallest one and the least used one. It is located next to Dongtong Road, less than a hundred steps away from Andong Avenue. The place of negotiation is in the "Jianghu Building" on Andong Avenue. The territory of "Feng Yilong" is a neutral ground for both parties, not to mention that no one dares to act recklessly in the place of "Feng Yilong". Pu Chuan planned to arrive a little later than Yu Runsheng.An Dong Avenue was too busy at noon, Wang Shanglin and Lu Meichao's people had to spend a little more time to make sure that there was no ambush on the street—at least there was no ambush that was fatal enough. Lu Meichao and the other four bosses of the "former slaughterhouse" were also waiting for news in the mansion.Wang Shanglin, on the other hand, gathered a large number of subordinates in his territory in Jiwei to respond at any time. Another informant sent a notification: "I have entered the south entrance of Andong Avenue. I didn't take a car." The rain continued.The streets are covered with umbrellas of various sizes, and horses and carriages cannot pass through them at all. "How many people are there?" Lu Meichao asked. "About ten people," said the line eye. "There is no brother-in-law of his." This is in line with Pu Chuan's other information.He has already grasped the whereabouts of Runsheng's brothers - except Long Bai who has not yet returned to Piaocheng. "Don't forget, there are people from Lei Yi." Lu Meichao is always the most cautious one. Governor Zha had already been notified of this negotiation, and it was not uncommon for him to send messengers to maintain the scene.Zha Song deliberately didn't assign Lei Yi, but this disobedient leader still came with thirty subordinates from the area.Lu Meichao's men had already spotted them, and Lei Yi obviously had no intention of hiding it. "That Di Laoliu didn't come, but instead used Lei Yi to protect..." Pu Chuan thought for a while. "It seems that he has some sincerity in negotiating..." "Have you decided?" Lu Meichao asked. Pu Chuan nodded. "After he arrives, I'll go." When Pu Chuan was about to enter the inner room to change clothes, the third lineman came back.He was breathing heavily and was dripping wet, as if he had exhausted all his strength to run back. His face was as white as paper.
Luo Shouzhi saw a shooting star.During the day, in heavy rain. At that time, he was sitting at the table facing the street on the ground floor of "Mingzhenliao" on Andong Street, sipping the second Dragon Well tea.After just eating lunch, there is nothing better than sitting comfortably and sipping hot tea. Luo Shouzhi raised the tea bowl and tilted his head slightly upwards. Then I saw shooting stars. As long as you look in the right direction, it is impossible to see nothing.But how many people walking on the street will look up? Of course Luo Shouzhi knew that it was not a shooting star.He had seen real shooting stars--a tea merchant who often traveled at night and slept in the open on the hills had many opportunities to see them.Real meteors don't fly as low and don't make a sound. But Luo Shouzhi's first impression of the thing flying across the sky over Andong Avenue was that it looked like a shooting star.That breathless speed. "Meteor" passed through the rain, with intense splashes, and a tiny tearing sound like lightly scratching thin paper, and fell sharply into the crowd of people in the middle of the street. The teacup in Luo Shouzhi's hand almost fell off. Then there were many men's frightened and angry cries, which came from the place where the "meteor" fell.Almost all pedestrians on the entire street stopped.The staff and guests in the teahouse also turned their heads at the same time, staring blankly in the direction where the angry screams came from.Luo Shouzhi felt that the world around him suddenly stopped. People on the street began to gather towards the "falling point", and quickly accumulated five or six layers of human walls.Luo Shouzhi couldn't see what was going on at all.He didn't intend to go out to watch the excitement.He didn't want to get his clothes wet. In his visual memory, the orbit of the "Meteor" flight just now remained.It was determined to come from a window of a tall building on the north side of the street.But this is Anton Street.Just one finger is a high-rise street. Luo Shouzhi gave up.He lowered his head and was about to continue drinking tea, but saw a strange person again. The man ignored the commotion on the street and walked silently with his head down.This is not surprising.There are dozens of people walking like this on the street.The city is full of indifferent people. That person was a pregnant woman in dark blue coarse cloth, holding an oiled paper umbrella.There's nothing surprising about this either. Luo Shouzhi felt strange: he felt that this pregnant woman did not seem to be a woman.Maybe it's just the swaying of the hips when walking; maybe it's the gesture of the fingers holding the umbrella handle; maybe it's nothing but a wonderful intuition... In short, this pregnant woman does not seem to be a woman... He exchanged eyes with the "pregnant woman" for a moment. This time the teacup in Luo Shouzhi's hand really fell down.fell to pieces.He ducked under the table, but not to pick up the pieces of the tea bowl. I just don't want to see that "pregnant woman" again. His back was drenched with sweat.cold sweat.He felt that his eyes were pierced by two sharp arrows just now... Ok.At this time Luo Shouzhi understood what the "shooting star" was.