Pusen received the letter the next afternoon, a month before the curfew, when he found out that the third-class marquis was killed.

To be honest, after opening the letter requesting meeting, Pusen was quite surprised and thought that this woman had a bad mind.

I said there was something to say, but in the end I didn't say it. Now I understand and tell you that I have a new love, so I'm going to go up.

After seeing the letter, my first reaction was to refuse. Later, I thought about it. But I couldn’t make an appointment for the time being. I was very noble. Since I couldn’t make an appointment, I rushed over again, so let’s meet.

There were still a few hours before the agreed time in the letter. I was idle and had nothing to do. He took apart the two pistols and wiped them with oil. As time came.

These two guns have been tested and are very useful. They will make a crisp sound when smashing magazines. They will carry them with them every time they go out to replace the sword.

If you wear a loose coat on the outside, you can completely cover the marks of the pistol.

He walked out the door and the sun was not that vicious now, but the temperature was still not low. It was really a bit stupid to wear a coat:

There were many people talking on the roadside, most of which were a few people listening to one person talking there.

Some people pointed at the intersection.

Out of curiosity, Pusen slowly walked over and listened.

The person who spoke said to the circle of people: "I guess it must be a love killer. I have heard that this third-class woman was snatched by him, and the one who snatched him was still a first-class man."

The group of people around him were gasping for a cold air, chirping and quarreling like birds, as if they were arguing about this view.

Pusen asked the speaker: "What are you saying? What's going on?"

"Don't you know?" The man was quite excited. "Tell you, just that intersection, the corner of the street, just that. It's dead. A third-class marquis and his whole family were killed."

Pusen looked to the corner of the street and saw that there was still blood on the ground that had not been cleaned up. He asked again: "Is there such a thing? The nobles were killed? Are you a scam?"

When the man heard this, he patted his thigh: "Why don't you believe that! I see it really, it was the first thing I discovered about this. Brother, I'm sure it's love killing."

This statement is basically nonsense, and Pusson was too lazy to listen to it, so he returned to the road and continued walking.

There are quite a few people discussing this matter, and a few people gathered around to talk about it at a distance.

Pusen heard a few ears everywhere, and he said everything, such as love killing, revenge killing, assassination, and even more, he said that the third-class marquis fell down and died in a carriage.

Pusen shook his head, thinking to himself what does this matter have to do with him?

So I stopped listening and walked all the way to the place where I agreed to meet.

When they arrived at the teahouse, Bella had already waited in advance. There was an unwritten rule in their circle.

That is to say, if the two parties have agreed on a time, they not only cannot be late, but must also be five to ten minutes in advance, which is considered to be some kind of mutual respect.

Today, Bella's whole body is simple. This simplicity means that she doesn't wear jewelry, and she can still see that she wears differently.

Pusen sat across the street and said lightly: "Don't you have anything to come to me? Tell me, what's the matter? I'm very nervous about time. If I delay, you have to pay for it."

Bella picked up a small snack and said, "This, I used to eat it cute. And this, that, these are all."

Pusen frowned, not understanding what it means.

"Actually, it's good to drink occasionally." Bella picked up the tea on the table. "I can't drink it anymore, and the tea is good. By the way, you've never seen me smoke, right? Just like drinking, I secretly smoke somewhere where no one is there."

Pusen frowned and looked at the crazy woman in front of her and said a lot of things she couldn't understand.

"Whether it is sweet or spicy, it can't move in the future. Why do you think..."

"You're pregnant, right?"

"Yeah, that's right." Bella nodded intimately, looking straight into Pson's eyes, without any cowardice at all.

"damn it!"

Pusen punched the table, the plate and cup jingled.

Bella hurriedly held the teacup without getting angry, and still looked at Pusen like that.

Pusen felt uncomfortable when he was seen, he was not angry or surprised.

In Bella's heart, she was waiting for Pusen to express her opinion. She needed the man's opinion. This statement was the greatest help or relief for her.

After hesitating and being embarrassed for a long time, the two of them looked at the other, and the other looked at somewhere. Time passed like this.

Pusen finally stood up, drank a glass of cold water and said, "Give me some time."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

To be honest, Bella was a little sad, but she didn't make any attacks. Since she decided to come out and find this man, she wouldn't make a fuss.

Then, she packed her clothes and left here.

After leaving the teahouse, Pusen did not go to places like the river to relax. He went to the market to buy some household goods.

On the way out after buying, I saw the store window again. I weighed the money I had not had enough money and walked in resolutely.

When I came out, I was carrying a few packages in my hand.

Holding the stuff full, he walked into a small alley.

The alleys are short and narrow, and the carriages are extinct in such places.

Several old women sat at the entrance of the alley, and their eyes were not very friendly and followed Pusen.

There were still a few children who saw Pson coming, lined up to follow behind and sang nursery rhymes.

Not only the elderly and children, there are also groups of dogs in the alley. At this time, two dogs were fighting, one black and the other yellow.

Pusen was so tired that he put down his things and picked up a stone everywhere.

After coaxing, the child and the dog ran away.

Several old ladies pointed at Pusen and began to say that Pusen couldn't hear clearly what he was saying, but it would have something to do with him.

He threw the stone down, slowly picked up his stuff, and walked to a door to stop.

He didn't knock on the door at all. He pressed the things in his right hand with his chin. He opened the door directly with his free right hand and then closed it after entering.

There is a well in the yard, and next to the well is a small garden. There are many wild flowers in the garden, only one that can be called precious.

This place lives with Pusson's parents, the protagonist who elopes that year, was a hot topic.

There are three houses here, one of which has broken roofs and wooden boards are placed on it. The sound of the piano floats out from the house with broken roofs.

Pusen swayed in, there was nothing in the room, only two pianos, one of which looked very valuable, but unfortunately it was broken.

The other is the cheaper one, the unkempt man is playing the piano there.

Pusen did not bother and took his things to another house.

The woman in the house was preparing supper, and the one used to cook was a big pot on the adobe.

The fire was very strong, and the woman used her sleeves to wipe the sweat from her forehead from time to time.

Pusen walked over happily, squatted down with the woman, carrying the items and said, "Stop doing it, see I brought good things."

The woman looked at Pusen with a very annoyed look, reached out and rubbed Pusen's hair: "Spend money indiscriminately again."

"No, no, how can you say you are spending money randomly?" Pusen lets others touch their hair. "This and this are all given by others, and I bought these dishes myself."

The woman didn't give Pusen a good look at all, and said blaming her, "You can do it, but you're so embarrassed to take what they gave, but you won't buy it yourself?"

"You're boring." Pusson was still happy after being said, "I said I bought it myself, you thought it was spent indiscriminately. I said someone gave it to me, and you..."

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble here, sit in the room for a while, the meal will be ready soon."

The woman pushed Ponyson, who looked naughty and left happily.

After Pusen left, a smile appeared on the woman's smoky, somewhat black face.
Chapter completed!