Hong Kong Variety Show: I choose Liang Kun, he has a big temper

Chapter 470 Victory in the first battle



Chapter 470 Victory in the first battle

"You're afraid that the first lady will beat your butt into pieces, so what? Aren't you afraid that I'll break your legs first? Hurry up and go."

Si'er wiped away her tears, stepped out of the door, quietly went out from the door of the back garden, went to East Street through the back corner door, and bought the flower pot and the orchid.

Speaking of Clivia, there is a reason.

A few years ago, Yan Er fell seriously ill and could not get up. Many famous doctors were invited to come, but they could not find the cause of the disease. The old lady was so worried that she almost got sick too.

She had no choice but to listen to the neighbors gossip, saying that she went to pray to the gods and worship Buddha, and she was afraid that she might get into trouble. She was old, and this was her precious grandson, so naturally she thought, try everything possible.

The old lady accepted the reason and went to Wan'an Temple. Wan'an Temple was very famous and well-known in the Gusu area.

The old lady traveled a long way to get there, bowing her head every step of the way until she arrived at Wan'an Temple. It was unknown whether it was fate or just a coincidence. When the old lady entered, she ran into the old bald donkey.

The old bald donkey looked at the old lady, who had a kind face, and the lady next to her who was amiable, so he prayed to Buddha for them, saying that his family had suffered a disaster recently. This was exactly what the old lady and the lady wanted.

The next day, a Clivia was moved from somewhere and planted in the flowerpot. The old bald monk claimed that it was born from the Buddha's bones and that if it was placed in the study room in the shade, it would be able to drive away all evil. The old lady was very grateful when she heard this. She specially ordered the master to take out two thousand taels of silver from the mansion to rebuild the golden body of the Buddha. After returning, she placed it in the study room in the shade according to what the old monk said. You know what, within half a month, Yan'er's illness was cured.

The old lady was extremely happy. Later, she took out 1,200 taels of silver from the mansion to fulfill a vow. She repaired the house and paved the floor for the old bald donkey. Every year, the old bald donkey came to her house to perform rituals and became a frequent visitor.

After some calculations, it is estimated that there is still half a month before the old man comes again and stays at home for half a month before leaving.

The old lady always treats this old bald donkey as her lifesaver and asks him about everything. I guess no one knows more about the Liu family's affairs than the old bald donkey.

Normally, Yan Er would not mess with this precious thing. At least it saved his life. Whether it was magical or not was another matter. In short, he could never mention the bad things about this old bald donkey in front of his wife and the old lady, and he could not bring this Clivia, which was like his lifeblood, with him.

I don't know what happened today, but I accidentally knocked it down. Now the Clivia is lying on the ground. Yan Er is standing at the door, anxiously waiting for Si Er to come back. Yan Er looked at the yellow soil and remembered the old monk. Is there any stone under this orchid that popped out from the crack of the stone? He was really curious.

Now it seems that the flowerpot has been broken and the orchid has been crushed in half by the soil. It is not known whether it can survive.

Yan Er simply went over and looked around. No one was coming. Yan Er ordered a few trusted servants to guard the door. If the master, mistress, or wife came, they would be notified immediately, but anyone else would not be seen.

While the servants were guarding outside, Yan Er tiptoed over to the pile of yellow earth alone, paced back and forth and began to observe it carefully. It was all black clay, but there were no glittering Buddha relics.

Furthermore, when Yan'er was about to lower his head and turn over the soil to look again, Si'er came back from the back corner door, sweating and panting after running all the way. He lifted the door curtain and came in. Yan'er, who was squatting on the ground, stood up suddenly, and Si'er was panting and unable to speak.

Yan'er immediately went over and poured him a cup of strong tea. After Si'er drank it, he took out the orchid and the flowerpot from his arms.

"Master, it's all done."

Yan'er looked at Si'er and patted his shoulder.

"Good boy, wait for your reward... Did anyone see it?"

Si'er, who was standing next to him, immediately shook his head.

"No, how could anyone have seen it? The master was not at home, and the old lady and the first wife were strolling on South Street. I went to take a look before I went to East and West Streets."

Si'er also recovered his breath. Yan'er looked at the flowerpot and found that they were very similar. If you didn't look closely, there would be no mistake.

When Yan'er was about to grab the soil and put it into the flowerpot, Si'er immediately stopped him.

"How can I do this job? I'm afraid it will dirty my hands. I'll do it."

After saying that, Si'er went over, took a small dustpan, and put the soil into the new flowerpot piece by piece. Si'er didn't dare to throw away the broken orchid, so he picked it back and put it into the flowerpot. He also planted the fresh orchid in another new pot. After everything was done, the two of them felt relieved.

Si'er looked at the Clivia in the flowerpot and asked.

"Master, what should we do with this life? We can't throw it away, but we can't let the madam and the old ladies watch it..."

Yan Er looked at it and said.

"Come on, the flower girl in the backyard is raising a mess of flowers. Let her raise them first and give her some money. Don't let her tell the lady. This flower girl usually gets a lot of rewards from me, so she naturally does things for me. Let her take good care of the flowers. When she has raised the flowers well, we can secretly replace them. No one will find out."

Si Er nodded, it was the only way. He went out again, and went to the back garden to look for Hua Niang.

Yan Er gathered all the people in the yard. There weren't many people. There were eight servants and six maids who served on weekdays. There were about twenty people in total, including the old woman who cleaned the house at night. Yan Er looked at them and said.

"Don't tell anyone about what happened today. If I hear rumors outside, I'll be careful of you."

After hearing this, these people left, not knowing what mistake their master had made.

Si'er came back quietly and told his master that the matter had been settled. Yan'er asked.

"What did Hua Niang say? Is this difficult for you?"

Si'er shook his head.

"It's not difficult, Master. Have you forgotten that last year, Hua Niang's husband nearly died of illness. If it weren't for you, she would be a widow now. Even if she doesn't remember this kindness, I have to remember it for her. It's just that I asked her to raise a lifeblood today. I didn't explain it to her in detail. I just said it was an ordinary orchid and she had to keep it alive. She believed it. Don't worry, everything has been done..."

Si'er patted his chest. Yan'er was naturally relieved that Si'er could do the job. Just when he thought the matter was settled, the servant outside the door immediately ran in.


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