Beautiful woman

Chapter 84 Chapter 84 Taking in
Mrs. Wang used to be the most powerful mother in front of the Zhong family. Although she worked in this foot shop with Qin Xiangxiang and became disgraced, she did not forget her previous momentum. She immediately rolled up her sleeves and stood in front of Qin Xiangxiang, facing Miss Fan. Yitong said: "Our lady was framed by you. She just came out of prison, and the government didn't refund us any money. You still came to our restaurant to do misfortune. It's so unreasonable! You saved our lady from having to stand for a day." How many bowls of noodle soup do you have to make in the kitchen to earn that 130 yuan? I think you are a spoiled little lady and don’t know the sufferings of the world! Hurry up and stay wherever it is cool!"

Mrs. Wang was furious.

Mrs. Fan was frightened, took a few steps back, looked at Qin Xiangxiang, then at Mrs. Wang, and finally rushed out the door.

Qin Xiangxiang shook his head. Miss Fan has a good nature, but it's a pity that she has such a father.

However, if Fan Yanguan's incident suddenly comes to light, will it disrupt Nangong Wenyue's plan?Or was it that Nangong Wenyue didn't hesitate to advance the plan in order to save her?

Qin Xiangxiang continued to cook the golden chicken in the kitchen. After two cups of tea, Mrs. Wang came in and reported: "Madam, Mrs. Fan has not left. She is sitting next to our restaurant."

Mrs. Wang, who had been scolding her fiercely just now, lost her momentum: "She is sitting and crying at the same time. She is really pitiful. I heard that her family's property has been confiscated and she is now homeless. Tsk, such an eleven or twelve-year-old Little lady, no one takes her in."

Qin Xiangxiang put his hands in the basin and washed them: "What's so strange about this? People leave and the tea cools down, while the trees fall and the hozens scatter. It is a duty for others to help others, and it is also their duty to watch with cold eyes."

This sentence seems to be talking about the Fan family, but also seems to be talking about the Qin family.

Mrs. Wang shut up.

Qin Xiangxiang packed up some leftover biscuits from the morning and went out. Sure enough, he saw Mrs. Fan sitting on the steps next door, silently wiping her tears.She probably had too many tears, and she even twisted the veil.

Qin Xiangxiang walked over and handed the cake to Miss Fan: "Are you hungry?"

Miss Fan didn't answer, nor did she raise her eyes to look at her: "I don't need your sympathy."

She originally thought Qin Xiangxiang would continue to persuade her, but she didn't expect Qin Xiangxiang to turn around and leave: "You have a lot of backbone."

Miss Fan watched Qin Xiangxiang leave without looking back.Along with me was the bag of biscuits.

hungry?Of course she is hungry.She thought she didn't know how to feel hot or cold or hungry when she was in grief, but her stomach kept reminding her that she was still a mortal who would die if she didn't eat.

As she thought about it, she became sad again and began to wipe her tears again.

She originally had a few small-denomination banknotes on her, but after running around, those banknotes were all put into the pockets of the guards.

She just realized how resentful the guards were when they accepted the money but didn't help her.

The official of Dali Temple said that her father had embezzled eighteen thousand guan, which was a huge amount.

But she had never seen so much money at home.Even the silver hairpin on my mother's head is hollow.The clothes they wore were also sewn by themselves, and they never did anything that exceeded the rules... As she thought about it, Miss Fan shed tears again.

Her father must have been wronged!
While she was resentful, a very fragrant smell wafted from nowhere, making her stomach growl again.

Qin Xiangxiang came out again.This time it was a bowl of hot soup.

She held the soup and looked at Mrs. Fan condescendingly: "Do you think your father was wronged? Do you want to redress his grievances?"

Miss Fan looked at her blankly.

Qin Xiangxiang said: "Then you have to fill your stomach and survive hard to redress his grievances, right?"

That bowl of soup smells delicious.Although Qin Xiangxiang is hateful, his cooking skills are excellent.

This time, Qin Xiangxiang didn't wait for Mrs. Fan to refuse, and put the hot soup on the steps beside her: "If you don't want to drink it, feed it to the dog."

Listen, what are these words?It makes people hate it with itch.

Miss Fan finally drank the bowl of hot soup.Later, Uncle Hai brought two biscuits and a water bag, and she ate them all.

Uncle Hai is old and speaks tremblingly: "Little madam, our eldest lady has given us orders. If you like, you can stay in our restaurant at night. But you can't stay in vain, you have to work to pay for your wages."

For the sake of the old man's age, Miss Fan didn't say anything.How could she live in Qin's restaurant?

The spring night comes quickly and coldly.Miss Fan, who was wearing linen and mourning, didn't feel very cold, but when the entire waterwheel alley was closed before midnight, and some shops didn't even have wind lamps, she felt a little scared.

I had long heard that Shuichu Alley was sparsely populated, but I never expected that it would become so desolate.How could Mrs. Qin choose to open a foot shop here? Aren't those Tianshui Alley, Fanlou, and the vicinity of Xiangguo Temple very good?
Just as I was thinking about it, Uncle Hai's trembling voice suddenly came: "Little madam, if you don't come in, I will lock the door."

Just as Miss Fan was about to have the guts to refuse, a wild cat passed by and bared its teeth at her fiercely.It was as if she had taken over its territory.

Miss Fan screamed and jumped into the Qin family restaurant.

In the main room in the backyard, Qin Xiangxiang held a medicine bowl with a grimace on his face, not wanting to drink medicine.

Hongxiu was making the bed for her when she heard Mrs. Wang asking for instructions from outside: "Madam, how should Miss Fan be arranged?"

Qin Xiangxiang said to Hongxiu: "I remember there is a side room, so let her sleep there."

Hongxiu hesitated: "Don't you have to keep an eye on her?"

Qin Xiangxiang looked at the concoction eagerly: "No need."

Hong Xiu was ordered to go out, but suddenly turned back: "Madam, you need to finish drinking this medicine."

The side room had been unoccupied for a long time and was a little damp. Mrs. Fan walked in and sat for a while. The beautiful red-sleeved sister brought a basin of hot water, a new handkerchief, socks and shoes.

Her tears fell down again.

Although Hong Xiu was angry with her for falsely accusing the eldest lady before, but seeing her sitting there in mourning, with a pale and haggard look on her face, she felt extremely pitiful.

"Wash up early and then have a good sleep. We'll talk about anything tomorrow."

Hongxiu closed the door.

Mrs. Fan thought she couldn't sleep, but after soaking her feet and lying down on the bamboo bed covered with old mattresses, she went over the past two days in her mind several times and fell asleep.

The next morning, when Mrs. Fan woke up, Qin Xiangxiang had already gone out to the morning market to buy ingredients.

Wearing a headscarf and carrying a large bamboo basket, she walked among the crowd without being conspicuous at all.

The ingredients in the morning market are fresh, but there are also many people buying them.

Qin Xiangxiang was walking with a basket, and there was an acquaintance next to him.

It's Mu Ting.

Both times Mu Ting appeared unexpectedly.

Qin Xiangxiang glanced at him sideways and saw that he was wearing a green cloth straight tie and a green cloth turban on his head. He looked like the most ordinary young man in the capital.Oh, except for the heroic spirit that cannot be concealed all over his body.

The two walked for a while, Mu Ting didn't say anything, and Qin Xiangxiang didn't say anything either.

Qin Xiang wanted to buy fresh vegetables, and he watched from the side.

Qin Xiangxiang bought a lot of ingredients. A small vendor looked at Mu Ting again and couldn't help but said: "Little lady, why don't you let your husband carry the basket?"

Mu Ting glanced at Qin Xiangxiang expressionlessly.

Qin Xiangxiang smiled: "He is not my husband, he is my boss."

"Oh!" The vendor suddenly realized.

Throughout the shopping trip, Mu Ting had no intention of talking to Qin Xiangxiang.Finally, Qin Xiangxiang couldn't help it anymore: "Mu Langjun, what do you want to do?"

(End of this chapter)