The female partner who crosses the abandoned woman does not counterattack

Chapter 161
Not far away, Song Qingxiu, who came over in the middle of the night, also got up after the two girls got up.The three of them also followed after they left the inn. At this time, they were hiding in the teahouse watching them chatting in full swing.

In order not to attract attention, Ah San and Ah Si also sat on the same table together.When the dark guard rarely showed up, let alone sitting in a teahouse with so many people like this, Ah San and Ah Si were obviously very uncomfortable.

Song Qingxiu focused all his attention on Ye Yao's smiling face at first, and didn't notice their uneasiness at all.It wasn't until after watching for a long time that the two people on the opposite side made any movement did they turn their heads.

"Why don't you eat?"

"Master, my subordinates... can't eat it."

Looking at their distressed appearance, Song Qingxiu thought for a moment and understood.

"Aren't you used to it?"

Ah San and Ah Si looked at each other and nodded repeatedly.

"Since that's the case, you two should leave, you don't have to follow us anymore, Madam, I will follow by myself, if you want to play and watch, go too."

"I dare not." The two replied in unison.

"Then you want to stay?"

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Ah San and Ah Si stopped talking, and Song Qingxiu held his forehead speechlessly.

"I don't have anything to do here, you guys go down, the crowd is too eye-catching, so as not to be discovered by Madam when you turn around."

Ah San and Ah Si looked at each other again: "Yes." After Shuang Shuang answered, the two of them disappeared immediately as if the soles of their feet had been oiled.

Unexpectedly, there were such two living treasures in the hidden guards in his mansion, Song Qingxiu also found it funny for a while.He turned his head to look at the two girls who were still talking downstairs, and heard the table next to him discussing what to buy for the winter solstice, and then he remembered that the winter solstice was indeed approaching.

He pinched the jade pendant on his waist with his fingers, and he didn't know what he was thinking.After a long while, he pursed his lips, looked at the two women downstairs who had already paid and left, and after throwing the silver taels on the table, they also followed up.

Downstairs, because Ye Yao went shopping with a big belly, even though the winter solstice was coming, the streets were bustling with people.But along the way, the people who noticed that she was pregnant all voluntarily made way for her, so Ye Yao took Shaoyao and walked without difficulty.

Compared with the bustle of the usual market, the bustle of the festival is more festive, and there are all kinds of things on the street, which is why Ye Yao likes shopping the most.Because usually at this time, there will be many handicrafts on the side of the road that have long since disappeared in modern times.

For example, hand-made clay figurines, hand-sewn doll animals, interesting sculptures, and some people will sell their own baskets and umbrellas.And now, they are standing in front of a stall selling umbrellas.

The ancient umbrella is the kind of oil-paper umbrella, which looks fragile and impractical, but it is actually very strong.As for the stall in front of them, the oiled paper umbrellas were of good quality, mainly because of the patterns drawn on them that attracted them.

Girls like beautiful things, especially brightly colored things.Ye Yao opened one of them, and saw the beautiful peonies painted on it.The painting is a good painting, the peony is three-dimensional and the color is bright red. If it rains and you hold an umbrella and the rain falls on it, it will indeed be considered delicate and charming to the naked eye. Ye Yao can't help admiring it just by looking at it.

"Good painting."

"Mrs. Xie appreciates it."

"Did you draw this painting?" Ye Yao looked at the thin young man in surprise, her eyes were incredible.If her guess is correct, the boy is only 15 years old.

"It's true that I painted it. If Madam likes it, I can give you a cheaper price."

Ye Yao glanced at the folding fan on the other side of the stall, put down the oil-paper umbrella, picked up a folding fan, and was immediately shocked by the ink painting in this picture.

On the folding fan in her hand, the painting on it is extremely simple, just a black and white horse.But what makes this folding fan shine is precisely the above picture of a running horse, which is lifelike, with eyes full of energy, as if it will run out of the painting in the next second.

"Little brother, did you also draw the painting on the fan?"

"Yes ma'am, poor painting skills are a bit difficult to be elegant, so if Madam likes it, you can be considered cheaper." The young boy seemed to be afraid that Ye Yao would not help him, so he deliberately lowered his price.

Ye Yao looked at this painting, although it wasn't exquisite, but it was much better than other ones sold on the street.Especially the folding fan and the oil-paper umbrella are made of excellent bamboo, and the weaving method is also strong and beautiful.

"You also made up the folding fan and oil-paper umbrella?"

"Ma'am, you are laughing. My hands are thick. How can I weave such beautiful things. These are all made by my mother." Speaking of this, the young man straightened his waist and looked proud.

"This craftsmanship is so good, I really want to get to know your mother."

"Madam is joking, but my mother is really good and can make a lot of gadgets. It's just that she is not in good health, otherwise she will do better."

"Is your mother sick?"

"Yeah." The boy replied sadly, "The aunt next door said it was because she gave birth to me, so I must work hard to make money so that my mother can live a good life."

Unexpectedly, when she went out to meet a filial son, Ye Yao looked at the clear eyes of the young man in front of her, and thought of the child in her belly.For some reason, since she became a mother, she felt uncomfortable seeing children suffering, and wished she could help a little.

"How much does this folding fan sell for?"

"A handful of eight characters."

"What about this oil-paper umbrella?"

"Fifteen cents a handful."

Ye Yao nodded: "Shaoyao, you pick a few, and pick some for Azu and Nan Wuyu as well. Let's treat them as souvenirs from our trip."

"Yes madam, does madam still want to buy an umbrella?" Shao Yao also seemed to like the pattern on the oiled paper umbrella, and she also guessed in her heart that the madam had moved out of kindness again and wanted to help the boy in front of her.

"Buy, take what you like, and if you have someone to give to someone, you can pick a few more, anyway, they are all daily necessities." She was very proud.

"Yes, ma'am."

In this way, Shaoyao Lingling always picked out a few folding fans and oiled paper umbrellas, and Ye Yao took out twelve taels from the pocket of the cloak and stuffed them into the young man's hand.

"This is for you." Then she took out a handkerchief that Shaoyao specially made for her from her sleeve pocket. It has the pattern she designed for Ye Yao on it, which is unique. Cultivation, you may become a talent in the future. If you want your mother to live a better life, then you can bring this handkerchief to the Song Mansion in Langzhou City to find me, and I will help you arrange it."

"This..." The young man looked at the silver tael in his hand, with a look of fear on his face, "No, no, no, this is not acceptable, madam, my mother said that a gentleman will not be rewarded for nothing, and I can't accept that."

"I'm not for you, but for your mother. I like your mother's craftsmanship very much, so you use the money to see your mother's doctor, and I will buy things from you in the future, you know. "

"But" the young man hesitated, after all, ten taels of silver was a windfall for them, with this money, his mother could grab some good medicine to recuperate her body.

"Okay, don't hesitate anymore, be a man and be decisive, and treat it as an investment from me. Remember, go back and tell your mother that there is still room for improvement in your painting skills. If you are interested, come to Langzhou Chengsong The government is looking for me."

"Mrs. Xie." The young man was full of gratitude, as if he was going to kneel and kowtow, Ye Yao was so frightened that he ran away immediately.

"Okay, it's just a trivial matter, just serve your mother well."

After finishing speaking, he quickly pulled Shaoyao away.

(End of this chapter)