The Little King Next Door Chapter 40: Hello 1.40

Zheng Mian's heart throbbed suddenly. A conspiracy could be vaguely seen in his eyes.

The person who lifted the sedan chair below saw Zheng Mian's shocked expression, laughed and took out something from his arms. It wasn't until he unfolded it that he realized it was a piece of paper.

He shook the piece of paper, "It's just been a night, so the contract must not be completely forgotten by the young master?"

How could Zheng Mian forget? This house purchase contract not only relieved his urgency, but also made him feel proud in front of Qu Nan's bully. It can be said that this thin piece of paper can easily reverse his sad and depressed fate. There is an identical contract in his arms.

Zheng Mian unconsciously touched his chest. He put the contract on his chest and hid it close to him, as if he could still feel the thin, slippery paper touch through a layer of clothes.

Perhaps because of the astronomical face in the contract, Zheng Mian reluctantly forgave the other party's rudeness, and said with pursed lips: "Of course I remember. It's written in black and white, and the words are clear. Is it possible that Master Cheng wants to go back on his words?"

The middle-aged man he called a master seemed to love to laugh, and he laughed again.

"Who doesn't know that I am a self-study student who pays the most attention to integrity and morality. How can I go back on the contract that I signed and fingerprinted?"

He stopped laughing, fixed his eyes on Zheng Mian, and said solemnly, "It's you, Mr. Zheng, don't go back on it!"

Zheng Mian's face regained some blood. He hugged his hands and said loudly, "Of course not!"

Self-study Cheng laughed again, hahaha, with great satisfaction, and withdrew his smile abruptly, with a grim expression on his face, and said ruthlessly, "Even if you want to go back, you should also ask me if Uncle Cheng agrees or not!"

Even though he was far away, Zheng Mian seemed to feel the pressure coming from him. He took a step back subconsciously, with a slightly terrified look on his face.

Self-study Cheng was very satisfied with the influence he exerted on Zheng Mian, and said cheerfully: "If that's the case, then auntie, hurry up and pack up the sedan chair! The wedding dress will be changed in the wedding hall, time is running out, auntie, hurry downstairs! "

Zheng Mian wondered: "What kind of wedding dress? Also, why do you call me uncle? Zheng has never married!"

Cheng self-study once again made a ruthless appearance, "Are you trying to cheat?" He sneered: "Scholars will cheat too! Cheng has learned a lot today!"

Zheng Mian said with an ugly face: "Nonsense! I don't understand what you are talking about!"

Self-study Cheng sternly said, "Pretend you don't understand? Good! Since that's the case, I'll explain to you, and let everyone know what's going on!" His eyes slowly looked around, with A vague smug look at the excited and curious eyes and eagerness to look at the people around him.

Admiring enough of the sensation he caused, Cheng Zixi unfolded the contract and read it out: "On the 12th day of the seventh month of the Bingshen year, Cheng Zixi and Zheng Mian signed the contract. Zheng volunteered to take the two thatched houses at the head of Baifeng Village. The house and everything in the house are sold at the price of three thousand taels of silver, and the contract will take effect immediately."

After he finished reading, he sent the contract a few steps forward, so that the onlookers could see the content on the paper, and asked them, "Is there a mistake in reading?" and got "Yes." "No." Lei's answer, he withdrew his hand with satisfaction, and said to Zheng Mian upstairs, "You signed this contract with your own hands?"

Without waiting for Zheng Mian's answer, he raised his voice: "The contract clearly states that "the thatched cottage and everything in the house will be sold at the price of three thousand taels of silver". Can Master Zheng admit it?"

Zheng Mian nodded. The house has been sold to people, and the shabby things in it are not worth it. This was indeed what he agreed to at the time.

"When we signed the contract, where was Mr. Zheng?"

"Naturally at home, otherwise how can I sign with you..."

Zheng Mian's words choked in his throat, and he finally regained his strength: "You...you deceive people too much!"

Cheng Zixi's eyes flashed brightly, he shook his head, and said with a loud laugh, "Haha, what do you mean by Uncle? We've lost both money and goods, so why are we deceiving people?" The man's expression was very gentle, and he called again. He said uncle, but his expression clearly showed that he did not look down on Zheng Mian very much.

He raised the contract in his hand and said to the onlookers: "Everyone is saying, are two thatched cottages worth three thousand taels of silver?"

Of course the onlookers shook their heads in unison. Not to mention three thousand taels, it is thirty taels, which is already an excellent price.

Cheng Zixi said proudly: "Three thousand taels, of course you are the one who bought it. As for the house, it's just a bonus."

Only then did everyone show an expression of sudden realization. It turned out to be prostitution!

Zheng Mian's face became more and more ugly. And everyone's reaction seemed to slap him hard in the face again.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Since it's playing tricks on me, pay the money back to you! The contract is over!"

Self-study Cheng didn't allow him to go back and said leisurely: "Hey, hey, it's not right to say that! Before yesterday, you were Mr. Zheng, and when Cheng bought your house and you, three thousand taels is naturally more than enough. But now that you are my uncle who got married, the price will naturally go up with the status!"

Zheng Mian clenched his hand tightly against the window lattice, gritted his teeth and said, "How much do you want?" As if no matter what the price was, he could immediately take out the money.

The following is a self-study, obviously it is specially designed to overcome a talent like Zheng Mian. When he needs courtesy, he laughs. When he needs soldiers, he is cruel.

He raised three fingers and smiled, "300,000 taels."

Zheng Mian's eyes burst, "Why don't you grab it!"

Self-study Cheng shook his head, "You can't grab it! If my uncle knows where I can grab 300,000 taels, you can tell me. After all, after all, you still have to call me uncle. It's a family, and we have money to spend together!"

Self-study Cheng realized that the heat had arrived, haha ​​laughing, and raised his voice to bow to the crowd: "This surnamed Zheng is willing to be humble, and he took the initiative to sell himself to me! But Cheng is a man who doesn't like male sex, and pity his parents who died early, Alas, giving birth to such a cheap son, I don't know if he will climb up from the ground in anger. It's just that he is willing to fall, but I can't just watch him like this, so I have to give him to my niece. The niece is kind, innocent, virtuous, and virtuous. Hearing about this, she will devote herself to feeding the eagle and influence this man who has gone astray. I only hope that under the inspiration of my niece, he can abandon evil and become good again. !”

Zheng Mian's face turned blue and purple at the remarks made by him. Cheng Zixi's words not only insulted himself, but also insulted his parents!

Zheng Mian felt so angry that he couldn't bear it any longer!

He closed the window with a bang, trying to block out the voices outside and the gazes of those people falling on him.

However, the eyes are isolated, and the voice cannot be isolated.

Cheng's still high tone pierced through the window into his ears.

Zheng Mian didn't want to hear his voice at all, but he listened unconsciously.

So I heard Cheng self-study say: "Today my niece is getting married, everyone went to have a wedding wine, and it was lively and lively!"

Zheng Mian was trembling with anger, and heard him say: "It's Zhendong Ming's house! Today's wine and meat storage can make everyone eat and drink enough!"

The Ming family?

When Zheng Mian heard the Ming family, his stagnant brain finally turned slowly.

This is a premeditated conspiracy!

Zheng Mian couldn't help but have a big mouth in front of him.

He turned green, and his heart was full of nausea.

He shook his hands and rolled and crawled the stool to the back of the door to hold it against the door. After finishing it, he found that his hands and feet were cold and his body was weak.

But the physical exhaustion and discomfort made his mind extraordinarily active, and there seemed to be a **** mouth lingering in front of him, which made his heart tense all the time.

All he knows is that he can't just grab it!

Absolutely not!