Chapter 33: Boarding the pirate ship
Song Lan looked at the pile of dirty dishes and plates in front of her that was nearly half a person's height, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.
Just now she almost thought that the waiter in the shop was going to take her and the guard brother to see the official.
Unexpectedly, they were just asked to wash the dishes to pay off the debt.
"Little brother, why don't you take me to see the official?"
Song Lan looked at the person with a sincere face.
It's really not that she wants to be pretentious...but ever since she can remember, she has always been a rich girl who has never had sex with others.
Not to mention that when my mother and father were alive, there were many servants and women in the house, and there was no dirty work that required her to do it herself.
Even when she came to the capital from Jiangzhou and lived in the Xie family, she was made difficult and tried by the Xie family and plotted to encircle and suppress her. She had never done the work of washing pots and dishes!
Xie’s family also needs face!
Even when he was grinding her, he had to pretend to find someone like Dr. Yang to come into the house to act in the house. He called beating her "to keep her from being frightened". How could she be allowed to do the menial work herself?
Even though she had been making soup in the underworld for two thousand years, she had never done the work of washing dishes.
Otherwise, I have to make soup and wash the dishes again... Just thinking about it makes me feel more resentful!
The waiter didn't expect that Song Lan and his wife would rather go to see the official than stay to wash the dishes, and he felt guilty for a moment.
"Little lady, please don't make things difficult for me. I'm just a part-time worker...I really can't make the decision about what you said!"
How dare he take people to see the officials?
Wouldn't that alarm the boss?
As soon as Song Lan heard the words "worker", he couldn't help but empathize, and naturally he didn't notice anything wrong with the waiter's expression.
At this time, Yan Jun was still thinking about asking for help from the underworld that appeared and disappeared for no reason.
"Then...okay."
Song Lan hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and agreed.
The waiter's eyes lit up instantly and he said many nice words hurriedly.
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Hei Wuchang didn't expect that he just felt someone forcibly locking the soul and came to deal with it.
As a result, an unknown force, Tuanba Tuanba, and the forcibly locked new soul were imprisoned in that body.
It's also his fault for being negligent and underestimating the enemy. He didn't expect that Xie Sui would be so bold, even the underworld ghosts would dare to catch him!
He is a public official!
I don’t know if I will kill him.
Hei Wuchang glanced at the new soul next to him that had been burnt by the fire. It was so thin that it was almost impossible to recognize the original appearance of the soul. He swallowed the non-existent saliva, hugged himself tightly, and hid aside.
It's so scary, this fire can actually burn the soul!
The person who locked the soul and roasted it was so cruel that he actually sealed the mouth of the new soul so that no one could scream.
I don’t know if Xiao Yanjun received his request for help.
But we must come to save him!
He had not even had time to spend the wages he had just received the day before yesterday.
The wild ghost attached to Xie Shangqi's body is also panicking now!
When he saw Master Hei Wuchang walking towards him with a menacing look and a chain, he was still scared.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Lord Hei Wuchang was about to approach him, two big hands formed by black mist were stuffed into the body.
Woohoo, that's Master Hei Wuchang... He couldn't have boarded some evil pirate ship, right? -
Jingzhao Mansion.
When Mrs. Lu heard that Xie Shangqi was alive again, she didn't feel happy at all.
Especially when she heard the officials from Jingzhao Mansion tell her that after Xie Shangqi came back to life, he had accused her of murdering her husband, her suspenseful heart instantly became solid.
Hit the mark!
That dead girl's voice from Song Lan was right!
There is a ghost!
There really is a ghost!
Song Lan must be an evil ghost!
Mrs. Lu muttered a few words, "There is a ghost" and "Song Lan is an evil ghost" before fainting from fright.
His subordinates came back and reported to Jiao Bubai: "Sir, as soon as Mrs. Lu heard that she was going to confront Xie Shangqi in court, she fainted."
"Could this couple be playing a double act to play with us?"
The deputy's face was ashen: "The person responsible for guarding Xie Shangqi just came to report, and Xie Shangqi also fainted. What a coincidence. Didn't the two of them agree on it?"
Jiao Bubai was thoughtful.
For some reason, he thought of that exceptionally quiet girl.
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Song Lan and Yan Jun spent two hours cleaning the dirty dishes in the back kitchen.
I finally cleaned up the tableware that had been piled up for who knows how long.
My hands were soaked in cold water and turned white.
"I didn't expect washing dishes to be more tiring than making soup." Song Lan exhaled, almost unable to straighten up due to exhaustion. "Fortunately, Xiao Yanjun, that damn black-hearted boss, just asked me to make soup."
"Otherwise, I have to kill him!"
She muttered softly, and the resentment around her body began to boil uncontrollably.
Yan Jun, whose ears are too easy to use:...
he mused.
Could it be that Song Lan's resentment has not dissipated after two thousand years, but has become dozens of times heavier because of the soup?
No way?
The Meng family's grandma told him that making soup is the most relaxing task. From preparing the ingredients for making soup to successfully brewing a pot of good soup, it is the most pleasurable for both body and mind.
That's why he arranged for Song Lan to make soup, hoping to wash away the strong resentment that lingered on his body.
How could it be counterproductive?
Yan Jun was confused and couldn't figure it out.
He planned to ask directly!
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"You just said..."
When Song Lan heard Yan Jun's voice, she remembered that there was someone next to her.
Subconsciously, he covered his mouth, wondering if the words he just muttered and complained would be overheard.
Probably not?
Song Lan decided that if the other party asked, he would pretend to be dumbfounded.
She changed the subject with a sincere face: "I'm so sorry, brother guard. I originally wanted to treat you to dinner and thank you, but I didn't expect that it would hinder you and me from washing dishes here."
"It's okay."
Yan Jun wanted to ask again, but Song Lan added: "To be honest, I don't know the name of the guard brother yet."
Even if I want to erect a tomb, I don’t know how to erect it. I don’t know who to burn paper to.
Her tone suddenly became firmer: "I wonder if you can tell me? It's not good to just keep calling me guard big brother and guard big brother, right?"
"My name is..." Yan Jun huffed and paused.
When the word "Yan Jun" came to his lips, he swallowed it back.
"My name is Li Nu."
Song Lan blinked: Huh?
She looked a little weird when the man said the word "raccoon slave" seriously.
"Daimyo?"
"Daimyo!"
"What's your last name?"
"Xiao!"
Song Lan:...
Xiao Linu? Little raccoon slave?
How does it feel? When did she call this name?
Seeing the confusion on the person's face, Yan Jun squinted his eyes, took the initiative to get a little closer, and softly asked: "What did you remember?"
Song Lan blinked and shook his head honestly.
"...What should I think of?"
Yan Jun gritted his teeth: "Nothing!"
Song Lan said "Oh".
Then he asked: "Then I call you Brother Xiao, okay?"
"You are happy, whatever you want will do."
Yan Jun's face was expressionless.
If you listen carefully, there is still some grievance in the voice.
Song Lan was slightly startled.
Does this mean to be ravaged by her?
Did he actually love her so much? !
Inexplicably, Song Lan felt a strange feeling in her heart.
Somehow, she asked: "Brother Xiao, have we known each other before?"
(End of chapter)