Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 262 Reunited with the Children

The next day, early in the morning.

Fang Yao and the others got up early before the sound of clappers sounded at the fifth watch.

Everyone rested early last night, just to get up early today and head to the capital.

There were less than ten days left before the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, and they were delayed for another two days in Changxi, and now the time was even more urgent.

The innkeeper and the cook helped to prepare breakfast, and after everyone finished eating, they began to pack their things.

Fang Yao doesn't have many things, just a few sets of clothes, and everything else is kept close to her body.

It took less than 5 minutes to pack the things, and she sat alone in the carriage, listening to the footsteps coming and going outside, feeling inexplicably lonely.

Yesterday, I asked Jiang Wenjie where Jiang Shi and Dabao had gone. Jiang Wenjie didn't tell her, but said that they are fine now.

From the looks of it, Mrs. Jiang doesn't intend to come back.

"Master! Master!"

A Wu Niang's high-pitched voice was full of vitality, which pulled her back from her sadness.

Fang Yao lifted the curtain, "What's the matter, I'm here."

"Master, I mended the woolen jacket, come and have a look, old lady, how is my craftsmanship?"

A Wu Niang walked over with a large bundle of cloth jackets in her hands, the expression on her face was exactly the same as that of a child asking for praise for doing a good deed.

Fang Yao took the clothes. This is her thick woolen coat that was damaged in Cangling Temple. The place where the snow monster scratched her stomach has now been mended with a new piece of wool, and it was specially sewn. The look of a purse.

Oversized purse.

There are also a few lotus flowers crookedly embroidered on the side, which are a bit ugly and cute.

Fang Yao narrowed her eyes: "Looks good, thank you, Wu Niang."

"Thank you so much for this little thing!"

A Wu Niang suddenly smiled, and the creases at the end of her eyes became deeper and more.

But soon she looked around, leaned closer to Fang Yao and whispered: "Master, well, I don't count it as work, will the New Year's money be counted in it?"

"..."

Sure enough, this is the real Awu Niang.

Fang Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she nodded and said, "Forget it, it's all counted, hard work pays more."

A Wu Niang's eyes lit up, and she wanted to talk, but Li Fugui grabbed her arm, "You old lady, come out quickly, Mr. Fan has something to talk to the master."

"Master, if you have dirty clothes or broken clothes, just leave them all to the old lady, leave them to me, don't give them to anyone else—"

"..."

The corners of Fang Yao's mouth twitched, and the words "go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing" were applied to A Wu Niang, but it couldn't be more true.

But thanks to the little old lady, those sad emotions also disappeared without a trace.

Fan Chen stood outside the carriage, stretched out his arms to support her, "Come here, I'll take you to meet someone."

Fang Yao stood on the carriage and was only a head taller than him. As soon as she stretched out her hand, she was held tightly, and in the next second, she was hugged down.

"..."

Fang Yao's old face flushed, such a little height, do you want to be like this.

She seriously suspected that Fan Chen took advantage of her.

But looking at the other person's face, she felt that she was the one who took advantage...

"Let's go."

Fan Chen let go of his hands, stood with his hands behind his back, and took the lead to walk out, that was crisp and neat, not sticky at all.

Fang Yao felt that maybe she was thinking too much, she silently condemned her evil and wretched thoughts, then shook her head, lifted her skirt and followed Fan Chen.

"Hey, Master Fan, have you been drinking early in the morning?"

Oncoming Yang Gao stared at Fan Chen curiously and asked.

The latter was silent for a moment, and said two words coldly: "No."

"Why is your face so red?"

"..."

Fan Chen brushed past him expressionlessly, leaving Yang Gao scratching the back of his head in doubt.

Fang Yao quickly walked forward a few steps, looked up at Fan Chen's face, but unfortunately the latter was too tall and too close, she could only see the boy's perfectly contoured chin.

The two walked side by side to the back door of the inn, and a carriage was parked in the alley opposite. The driver was wrapped up tightly, sitting on the board with his head down, curled up in a ball.

The curtains of the car were drooping, and the voices of children were vaguely heard inside.

Fang Yao's eyes lit up, and she took a few steps quickly, "Dabao! Little sister!"

"Auntie..."

"Auntie!"

The curtain was lifted, and Dabao and Xiaomei scrambled to get out, Jiang Shi couldn't hold back behind.

Fang Yao ran over in a few steps, caught the big treasure who jumped off the carriage, and hugged the little sister who rushed out, and the two dolls hugged her tightly.

"Auntie, auntie..."

The two hairy heads were arched on her shoulders, and grandma's voice became softer and more aggrieved each time.

Fang Yao hugged the two milk dumplings, her heart almost melted.

"Auntie, mother won't let us come to you, she, she said you are not our auntie..."

The little girl raised her head, her big black eyes were full of wronged Jin Doudou, and she whimpered softly.

"No, mother is a liar! Mother is lying, aunt is our aunt..." Dabao couldn't help crying on Fang Yao's shoulder any longer.

"Dabao..."

Jiang Shi who was in the carriage bent down and came out, trying to hug the child.

But Dabao stretched out his hand and opened her arm, crying and yelling: "No mother! I don't want mother, mother is a liar, mother is a liar..."

Jiang's face turned pale slightly, she looked at Fang Yao in embarrassment, and opened her mouth, "Second...sister..."

Fang Yao's heart was complicated, mixed with unexplainable uneasiness.

She lowered her eyes and said softly: "Dabao, you can't talk to your mother like this, and you can't do anything casually, you know?"

Dabao raised his head cautiously, shame flashed across his face, "Auntie, I...I..."

"Quickly, apologize to mother." Fang Yao put down her little sister and patted Dabao's shoulder lightly.

After all, Dabao is a director's child, turned around, whispered to Jiang with red eyes: "Mother... I'm sorry..."

Jiang shi burst into tears instantly, covered her mouth and returned to the carriage, and the suppressed cry came immediately.

Dabao panicked instantly when he saw this, and the younger sister even started to cry.

For a while, one big and two small, you were crying inside, and I was crying outside, Fang Yao's eyes were almost red from crying.

Fan Chen, who had been silent all this time, pursed his lips, couldn't help but lifted the curtain, and said to Jiang Shi in the carriage: "If you still have a little sisterly affection for Yaoyao, you should be more honest with her, what's the use of crying , You came to see us at this time, you didn’t come here to cry, did you?”

Fang Yao turned her head and glared at Fan Chen, who looked back inexplicably, "Why, did I say something wrong?"

Wrong is right, it's just too... hard to describe.

Before Fang Yao could say anything, Jiang Shi in the carriage glanced out, wiped away her tears, and slowly sat up straight.

The other party had a rare serious expression on his face, Fang Yao's heart moved, she picked up Dabao, lowered her head and got into the carriage.

"Second sister, let the children go outside."

Jiang's voice was slightly hoarse, "Sister has something to say, I want to talk to you alone..."

(End of this chapter)