At the beginning, as the richest man in Qingmu County, Xue's family was killed by the white poplar soldiers. Wang Erji knew how terrible the poplar was. If someone was dissatisfied with the price reduction of Baiyang's grain and asked him for trouble, I'm afraid the end would not be much better than that of the Xue family!

At this moment, Wang Yang doesn't know where the danger comes from.

Qingmu county is very big, poplar strides forward, walked for nearly an hour, has not reached the White House.

As they went deeper into the center of the county, there were a little more people on the streets.

"What's the matter, young master?"

Walking along, Wang Erji found that Baiyang stood still in the street, and looked forward along the poplar's stupefied eyes. Wang Erji still did not understand why.

Poplar took a deep breath, reached out to the front of a well decorated five story restaurant and asked, "whose industry is that?"

"Guest house? Young master, that's your industry, "Wang Erji replied.

Poplar mouth twitch, how much industry he has in the county, he does not know, although kitten did not come here, I am afraid that all understand than him.

A little embarrassed, Bai Yang said, "go, follow me"

Wang Erji nodded and whispered to his servant girls: "go and inform the shopkeeper of the guest house to meet the young master..."

"No more." Bai Yang heard it and interrupted.

Wang Erji's mouth was drawn, and he thought something was going to happen. However, he didn't know exactly what was going on. He hoped that it would not affect him. He finally lived his life like this.

At the door of the restaurant, a young man in Tsing Yi waved his hand at the door and said with a wry smile: "girl, please come back. We really don't need a zither player here. Now many people can't afford to eat. We're almost closed. Who is interested in listening to music? What's more, your asking price is so high that even the interested guests are scared away."

the waiter seems to be about ten or twenty Year old appearance, at this time looking at the door, eyes with three points of sympathy, three points of helplessness and four points of entanglement.

At the foot of the steps in front of him stood a beautiful woman. Even the most ordinary coarse cloth clothes could not cover her beautiful figure. Her delicate face was like a person walking out of the painting. Her face was quiet like a white lotus blossom, and she was holding a Guqin.

With bitterness and supplication in her eyes, I'm afraid no one can afford to refuse such a person. However, the servant at the door is just a servant and can't be the master.

With a bitter smile, the woman nodded her head and said, "second brother, I'm sorry to disturb you. If any guest wants to listen to Qu'er, you can't miss the second brother's footstep money."

the second is just a small person. Knowing that such a woman is not something he can covet, she laughs bitterly: "girl, if you really have difficulties, you can Forget it, I won't say it. You also know that as long as you open your mouth, some people are willing to pay you "

" thank you for reminding me to leave. "The woman understood the meaning of the second brother, but was not angry. She laughed and turned to leave.

Just as soon as she turned around, the woman stepped forward and looked at her face. Her red lips were pursed gently, and a heartfelt smile appeared on her face.

Baiyang waves, indicating Wang Erji to step forward and look at the lonely people in the street ahead, with a complicated look.

Two meters away from each other, he opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Qinghe girl, long time no see"

Qinghe, dressed in coarse cloth, stood quietly in the street, holding the Guqin in her arms and blowing her hair in the wind. It was as quiet as a poem.

She flicked her hair on her cheek, looked at the white poplar and said, "young master Bai, every time I meet in life, it's a reunion after a long separation"

shrugging her shoulders, she said with a bitter smile: "Qinghe girl, I'm not as literary and artistic as you are. You know, you taught me how to read"

she laughed and did not continue the topic. She looked at the poplar and asked, "Bai" How are you doing, young master

"Everything is fine. Thank you very much for Miss Qinghe, but why is Qinghe now..." Looking at Qinghe, poplar don't know what language to express.

She's not doing well, as you can see from her clothes, and he saw the scene before.

She is still quiet, gently shakes her head and says, "it's just a little bumpy, it's not enough to crush Qinghe"

she doesn't know how to answer her words. She doesn't know how to answer her words. She looks around and points to the guests on the edge and says, "this is my place. Can Qinghe girl go in and sit down for a while?"

"All right." she nodded, not refusing.

On the edge, Wang Erji has long been ready for the beginning of Ma rou. Poplar and Qinghe come directly to a quiet private room on the fifth floor without any interruption.

The waiter at the door is stunned. It turns out that the embarrassed woman is a friend of the mysterious boss. If you can take care of it before It's too late to say anything.

The same goes for the shopkeeper of the restaurant. You are a friend of the boss

Melon and fruit dishes wine as far as possible to the top of the table, when the servant retreated, Baiyang looked at Qinghe and said with a smile: "Qinghe girl, please feel free. You're welcome."She picked up a piece of cake, ate a little, looked at the poplar and said with a smile: "childe Bai, we said at that time, call me Qinghe"

"Oh "Qinghe, eat it first, it's not delicious when it's cold," the poplar nodded.

She has a vegetable complexion and looks malnourished at first sight.

Eyes twinkle, Qinghe did not say anything, did not refuse the good intentions of poplar, no polite, she is really hungry, no affectation to find guilt.

After a while, she put down her chopsticks and said, "thank you, Mr. Bai. Qinghe is full"

"would you like to stop eating?" Poplar suggests.

Little rolled her eyes, Qinghe shook her head and said, "Qinghe can't eat it." then, she was silent for a moment and looked at the poplar and said, "young master Bai, Qinghe wants to borrow some money from you..."

"How much Bai Yang spoke directly. He was trying to find a reason to help the other party. The other side actually opened his mouth and saved him some words.

With a little trepidation in her eyes, she looked at the poplar and said, "young master Bai, Qing He needs a large amount of money. If it's not convenient, Qinghe will try again"

what can you do? How much money can you make for playing music?

"Qinghe said it directly," Baiyang said with certainty. He knew that Qinghe would not borrow money from himself if he was not really at the end of his tether.

"A billion dollars..." Qing He finished, are ready to be rejected by the poplar.

With so much money, there are few families in Qingmu County who can afford it, let alone lend it to others.

"OK, I'll send someone to prepare it later." Bai Yang agreed without asking the reason. He was so rich that a billion yuan was like ten yuan

He and she are friends. Although we don't spend much time together, they are real friends. The kind of friend who has a heart to heart relationship and a friend who doesn't have any purpose, how can a friend refuse to speak.

"Qing He will return," she said, with tears in her eyes.

No one can understand the vibration and joy in one's heart when one is at the end of one's life when someone is willing to lend a helping hand.

"I'll talk about it later. Although I shouldn't ask, I wonder why Qinghe is like this?" Bai Yang thought about it or asked out the doubts in his heart.

She shook her head and looked at Bai Yang's eyes and said, "young master Bai, don't ask or inquire, OK? Promise Qinghe, this is a small request "

" OK, I don't ask or inquire, but if Qinghe has any difficulties, please come to me, if you really take me as a friend, "Bai Yang nodded.

If the other party doesn't want to say so, he doesn't ask.

"Thank you, Mr. Bai. I'll go back first," Qing He said gratefully.

"Well, I'll have the money sent to you later, or where I stayed last time?"

"No, Qinghe lives in the south of the city now..."

Qinghe leaves, and the poplar stands by the window with a complicated look.

South of the city, that is a civilian area. At the beginning, those little beggars lived there. Why did Qinghe fall into such a situation? What is she borrowing a billion dollars for?

Because of their literacy, they kept a distance from each other. Finally, they became friends because the poplar let her free. Their relationship was as plain as water, without any waves. The feeling of calm was very comfortable.

Not so much utilitarian, not so complex, the most important thing is to communicate.

The two sides are not so much friends as bosom friends.

"Money ready?" Bai Yang asked Wang Erji, who was waiting.

"Young master, you are all ready. There are ten million and one hundred money tickets from Sihai bank," Wang Erji replied.

"Let people send it," said Bai Yang, nodding.

"OK Young master, do you need to be protected secretly? After all, that's a lot of money, "Wang Erji hesitated.

"No, I'll go myself!"

I'm sorry, although I promised you not to ask, but I can't turn a blind eye to the plight of friends!

The south of the city was originally a civilian area, and the messy and poor environment is particularly prominent in the context of the current war. Many people kill people because of stuttering every day.

Qinghe walks in the lane with Guqin in his arms. Facing the greedy eyes around him, he is still calm.

She clings to the Guqin in her arms, which is her last dependence, and also the dependence on which she can survive in this area.

Came to a wooden house, Qinghe relieved, put down the guqin, came to a small bed.

There was a girl lying on the bed. She was so skinny that she had no blood color. If she was a gossamer, she would swallow her last breath at any time.

"Xiaolan, Xiaocui has gone. You must insist on it. I have borrowed money and will soon buy you a life extending pill. You will live," she said bitterly, holding the skinny girl's right hand on the bed.

Xiaolan on the bed, at the beginning of all kinds of Aspen look unpleasant, very lively a girl, but now will die at any time.

"Miss Qinghe, my young master ordered me to bring you the money." at this time, someone came to say outside the wooden house.Qinghe let Xiaolan's hand go out.

In the dark, Aspen's eyes twinkled.

"Life extending pills are just four kinds of pills. For those who are injured, if they still have a breath, they can change the generator to retrieve a life. Although a billion yuan is not expensive for a life, it is still too much higher than the normal price. Maybe it is because the price of war is rising now There is a fatal wound in Xiaolan's heart What's going on... "

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