Dressed as a widow, raising cubs, farming and building infrastructure in Ming Dynasty

Chapter 73 Who killed the tax collector?

What made Qin Liu even more depressed was that Sister Ma Feng actually went around to their Li family's yard and said to her who was hanging clothes and the little mute who was teaching her children archery: "I know who killed the tax collector!"

His eyes were fixed on the little mute.

Qin Liu panicked, and she could clearly feel the coldness rising all over the little mute.

She quickly stepped forward and took Sister Ma Feng's arm and said with a forced smile: "How come you know everything? Come on, my sister-in-law has made new mung bean soup and pastries. Come and try it?"

The little mute is a killer who kills without blinking an eye. If he suddenly kills Sister Ma Feng, how can he be worthy of Ma Ang?
Sister Feng was sitting in the spacious hall of Yanzi Building, drinking warm mung bean soup and eating soft and sweet pastries. Then she looked at Sister-in-law Li who was sitting in front of her with complex and gentle eyes, and tears fell down.

She and Sister-in-law Li used to be like sisters and sisters-in-law. How did they get to this point now?
She still lay on the table and cried heartily.

Qin Liu sat next to her, caressed her back, and said slowly: "But this pastry is not delicious? This is called cake, and it is not easy to make.

The egg whites must be beaten into a snow-white foam, and the flour, oil, egg yolks, and milk must also be stirred evenly.

This is a strenuous job and I can't do it, but the little mute does it very well.After mixing evenly, put it in the stove to bake for half an hour. The fire should not be too high or too low.

I tried several times before I succeeded this time, but you are in luck, Dalangerlang hasn't even tasted it yet. "

Listening to Qin Liu's gentle chatter, Sister Ma Feng slowly stopped crying and finally asked: "Sister-in-law Li, I obviously met the little mute before you did. I asked him to work in your shop so that he would not be homeless. On the street, why does he do this to me? Why does he listen to you so much? "

Qin Liu has a big head.

She thought for a while and then said: "The little mute is a person who knows how to repay kindness. I gave him enough to eat, a house to live in, and made him clothes from top to bottom. He listened to my words and let him Just do whatever you want.

If you are kind to him, he should remember it.But if you want to make him like you and marry you with this kind of kindness, I'm afraid it won't be easy.Even I, I'm afraid, can't do it.

To truly like someone is to help them become a better person. "

Sister Ma Feng seemed to understand: "But, I don't even know his name, how can I help him become a better person?"

"This is what you have to consider. Besides, there are many good men in the world, and there is not just one little mute. Why are you so persistent?"

Sister Ma Feng said angrily: "I just won't give in! My sister Feng is talented and handsome, and my brother is from Qianhu. Why is he a wandering beggar, so why should he look down on me?"

It turned out to be for self-esteem!

Qin Liu suppressed his laughter, thought for a while and said, "Sister Feng, it's okay for you to stay at home all day long. How about opening a bookstore in the same store where the dumpling shop used to be, and copying books and selling them yourself. If you know me, come and buy books. My little brother, a scholar like Mr. Yang, isn’t he a hundred times better than a little mute?”

Sister Ma Feng is different from ordinary poor girls. She has struggled at the bottom of society, but she and her family have become rich through hard work. It is when her self-confidence is bursting that ordinary men can no longer stand in her eyes.

Instead of doing this, it is better to let her copy the book and understand the truth, and then encounter difficulties, she may have a clear understanding of herself, and when the time comes, she can find a good home with her husband's family.

Sister Ma Feng listened to Qin Liu's words, took the sample book Qin Liu gave her, and went home to copy the book.

A few days later, a small bookstore opened in the place where Ma Li's dumpling shop used to be.Sister Ma Feng dressed up beautifully every day and kept her shop while copying books.

Occasionally, Qin Liu would put on loose clothes and a bamboo hat and go out to buy vegetables and meat. When he saw Sister Ma Feng in the bookstore, he was amused but also a little worried.

People do hang out in bookstores, and occasionally there are some literati.But in this Guanwai military town, where are there too many literati?Even if there are, most of them are middle-aged and elderly men with big beards. How can they catch Sister Ma Feng's eyes?
She felt like she had made a mistake.

On this day, Ma Yue personally came to invite Qin Liu: "Sister-in-law Li, Mr. Yang who stayed at the inn a while ago is here again and said he wants to see you." The little mute who was taking care of the child suddenly said: "I will go with you. "

Qin Liu nodded and asked Old Man Li, who was sitting in a wheelchair, to look at the two children. He went to Jiangxue Zhai Inn with Ma Yue and the little mute.

Mr. Yang still lives in the business suite he stayed in last time. The room has been empty since he left and has been cleaned every day.

When he arrived at the door of the room, he saw the young man standing respectfully with his hands folded in front of his belly. Qin Liu didn't know why he was a little nervous.

She handed the bamboo hat to Ma Yue, tugged on her coarse clothes, cleared her throat, and finally knocked on the door.

"Come in." The voice in the room became clearer and gentler.

The boy opened the door and Qin Liu entered the room. The little mute was about to enter but was stopped by the boy.The little mute pushed the boy to stagger, and followed Qin Liu into the house without saying a word.

Qin Liu coughed awkwardly and looked at the tall man in green shirt in the room: "Mr. Yang..."

Yang Shen looked at the little mute calmly and said in a gentle tone: "Miss Liu, please sit down. Yong Xiu has brought some refreshments. I just want to treat the girl to a taste."

Mr. Yang pointed to the tea table beside him. On it was a small stove that was simmering with steam, two cups and a plate of snacks.

The oval shape of the pastry is exactly the same as the chestnut cake that has appeared many times in dreams.

Qin Liu's eyes were slightly red, and he sat down following Young Master Yang's instructions, took a piece of snack and put it into his mouth to taste slowly.

The sweetness and softness of the chestnut cake bloomed on the lips and tongue, and the past flashed through my mind like a picture.

The three children were playing and laughing together heartlessly in the pavilion, crying angrily when they couldn't get the chestnut cake, and the childish voices of Brother Xiu, Bad Guangsi, and Ah Jiang rang in their ears... …

Qin Liu burst into tears.

Mr. Yang, who was sitting opposite her, also became excited. He stood up, his eyes were moist and his voice was trembling: "Ah Jiang, you are Ah Jiang!"

Qin Liu stood up, holding hands with Mr. Yang and crying with tears in his eyes.

"Brother Yongxiu!"

"You're not dead, I know you're not dead!"

The two cried for a while and then separated.Yang Yongxiu asked: "Ah Jiang, what happened back then? Why did the Liu family say you died suddenly of illness? Why did my uncle and the others..."

Qin Liu shook his head feebly: "I don't know, I don't remember anything. I don't even know you. I only remembered it later."

The memory of Yang Shen and Yang Yongxiu belonged to her original body, but this memory seemed to be integrated with Qin Liu. She suddenly burst out emotionally and cried bitterly.

At this moment, Qin Liu felt that he was the original Liu Xuejiang, and was no longer the lonely learning machine Qin Liu.

Yang Shen's moist eyes shone like black gems: "It doesn't matter, we can always find out bit by bit."

(End of this chapter)