Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 309 Why Don't You Cry

A round table was replaced in the center of the inn lobby, and the long table was moved to the side to make room for it.

Seeing Jing Yunyan and Shu Yingtong coming together, the old shopkeeper stood at the entrance of the hallway and greeted him with a smile, "Today, Mrs. Jing helped me a lot, which saved me from the pain of flesh and blood, and prepared some simple wine and vegetables to express my heart." .”

"You know me?" Jing Yunyan turned his head and gave him a curious look.

He didn't register the store book, and he didn't have much impression of the shopkeeper.

"Last year, I was lucky enough to see it in the government office of Fanling City. At that time, the old man and some farmers were detained in private prisons because of their fields." The old shopkeeper smiled and led the two to their seats.

"Oh, what about Zhang Guanghe?" Jing Yunyan smiled and helped Shu Yingtong pull out the chair, "Has the new prefect returned all the fields to you?"

"Return it~" The old shopkeeper held the wine pot and poured wine for him, "Prefect Ji is a good official, but... he is also difficult to do."

Shu Yingtong stared at the wine glass handed to him, "I don't drink."

The old shopkeeper was stunned, and laughed, "I thought that a hero of women like Mrs. Jing should also be a hero of wine, but this old man was wrong."

Jing Yunyan leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Drink a little, I'll take you back when you're drunk~"

He hasn't seen her drink yet, and he's a little curious about what it's like for her to be drunk.

The old shopkeeper raised his glass with a smile, and heaved a long sigh, "Leave me to live in a few acres of barren garden, half a bottle of dirty wine for you to warm..."

Shu Yingtong glanced at him helplessly, raised her wine glass and touched him silently, feeling bored.

It's just persuading me to drink. Is there any need to sell yourself so miserable?

If Mr. Su Shi knew that people used his poems to sell misery and persuade people to drink, he might not be able to hold down the coffin.

"Good drinker, refreshment!" The old shopkeeper held the pot and added another glass for her. "The previous cook resigned, and the assistant cooks casual meals on weekdays. The old man is not good at cooking, so he made a shame by cooking some hometown dishes."

In Shu Yingtong's dictionary, drinking is equivalent to doing something wrong, and he never drinks.

The rice wine tasted weird when it entered the throat, choking the nose and burning the throat. I really don't know what is so good about wine.

"The shopkeeper is from Xingsui?" Jing Yunyan glanced at the dishes on the table.

Gastrodia elata, mandarin duck and pigeon, tofu fish in sour soup, champion hoof, eight-treasure soft-shelled turtle.

This is not the dish here.

"Exactly. Mr. Jing is really well-informed." The old shopkeeper took a sip of his wine with a smile, "I haven't been back for a long time, so I can only cook a few small dishes occasionally to comfort my homesickness."

Shu Yingtong ate in silence, and the old shopkeeper's words were layer upon layer.

The so-called thinking about how to move the next move is probably the opening remark.

That's right, it's rare to meet someone who can make him sue, and who is very likely to make decisions for him, so why don't you take good care of it.

Jing Yunyan smiled knowingly, "Then let's start talking about your hometown from this number one pick."

There was no laughter in the lobby, nor in the rooms.

"Young master, tell me... that Village Chief Shu is about the same age as you and looks so similar, could it be..." Ah Ming muttered while laying out the vegetables.

Pei Zhixing's fingers holding the chopsticks tightened suddenly, and he lowered his eyes to look at the bowl in front of him, "No, it's just that they look alike. I'm the only child in my family."

He has no siblings...

Also... can't have.

"Maybe some kind of relative? Cousin, cousin or something?" Ah Ming did not give up and continued.

There are also resemblances from other generations, such as grandparents and grandfathers, grandmothers and grandfathers...

The young master had no playmates or friends since he was a child. He either took medicine every day or was detained by housekeeper Qiu to read and write in the room, and he was not allowed to go out.

The older servants in the family are all dumb.

He was met by chance when the young master sneaked out on the street. At that time, he and a few friends were squatting at the entrance of the vegetable market like goods, waiting for buyers to choose.

Regular dental shops would not do this. If someone wants to buy someone, Ren Yazi will bring someone to the door for the steward or the owner to choose.

Only those who are sick or disfigured or have disabilities are sold, and those who don't even want human teeth are sold together to those who specialize in this kind of collection.

At that time, he came to Penghua City because he was ill and his master refused to spend money to treat his illness, so he was sold twice.

The trafficker leader specializes in this kind of business. No matter how sick he is, as long as he takes his medicine, his spirit will be more than half better, but his whole body hurts like needles.

He saw with his own eyes that the little girl who came earlier than him bled to death after returning home at night.

The roommate said that she had gone out and failed four times, and even the gods could not save her after taking three doses of the medicine.

So when he saw the six-year-old young master squatting in front of the crowd and looking at them curiously, without thinking, he rushed up and hugged his feet, begging the young master to buy him.

It's not that he really expects to be bought, but mainly because he wants to pick off the jade pendant on his waist.

It doesn't matter if you don't buy it, as long as you can steal money and hand over valuable things, the leader of the human trafficker is willing to treat the disease, that's what the most powerful pickpocket in the same room, Amao, told him.

Amao never had to be chained like a dog, and he could still eat white flour steamed buns when he ate.

Unexpectedly, the young master seemed to have no bones, and fell down when he hit it. As soon as he grabbed the jade pendant, he was caught by a strong and powerful hand with thick calluses.

He was very scared at the time, he was caught stealing on the spot, and his skin would peel off if he didn't die, and he didn't run away after being beaten.

Unexpectedly, the young master stopped Qiu Butler after getting up, and said softly: "I want a talking partner."

Butler Qiu disagreed, so he took the young master and left, "Misconduct."

The leader of the human trafficker came over with a whip, and he could only curl up in a ball and gritted his teeth while carrying it.

Suddenly, the whip on his body stopped, and Steward Qiu knelt down and asked, "Why don't you cry or beg for mercy?"

At that time, he was so painful that he almost passed out, he gritted his teeth and replied in a low voice: "Anyway, he is going to die, it doesn't matter if he dies sooner or later."

Later, I really fainted, and when I woke up again, I was in a strange room, the bed was soft, and the room was full of strong medicine smell.

The young master sat on a low stool and looked at him with his chin up, "Will you stay with me all the time?"

From that day on, he became the young master's personal servant, learned to decoct medicine, and learned to read and write.

It wasn't until the age of 16 that Steward Qiu let the young master occasionally go out and walk around the street.

But it didn't take long for the young master to run out of strength.

Also that winter, Steward Qiu passed away. I don't know what he said to the young master before he died. The young master seemed to have changed overnight.

Sitting in the yard watching the clouds can last a whole day, no matter how you tease him, he won't laugh.

He hopes that the young master has friends, and he also hopes that the young master has relatives, even if the village head Shu seems cold and not easy to get along with...

Ah Ming paused while pinching the fingers of the spoon, bent down and grinned at Pei Zhixing with a particularly flattering grin, "Master, when you recover from illness for a few days and get better, let's go to Huanshan Village!"

(End of this chapter)