Bring your son to chase after your wife, please go home

Chapter 126 Who dares to touch my people (1)
The two pushed through the crowd and walked over, and saw a young boy who was doing magic tricks, conjuring a pigeon out of thin air, and then putting it in a cage, covered it with a black cloth, then removed it and it disappeared again.

The onlookers applauded again and again, but not many people offered rewards.

Baili Changge took the ingot of silver from Ye Hen and walked directly to the boy, and said softly: "My little brother, I have something to ask for your help."

As soon as the boy saw the silver, his eyes lit up immediately, and he reached out to take it.

"Wait!" Sitting next to the pile of props behind him was a young girl about twelve or thirteen years old. She was extremely juicy, wearing a plain old padded jacket, and she came over dissatisfied and looked at the boy and said, "Brother, Have you forgotten what my mother told me before she died? She told us to behave in a dignified manner. Although we brothers and sisters have gone to the street for a while, we still have to have the backbone. You don’t even know what other people want. How can we accept the money casually, what if we can't do what they said?"

The elder brother frowned immediately when he heard it, pulled his younger sister aside and muttered for a while, then came back to his senses and looked at Baili Changge in embarrassment, and said, "I don't know what you want us to do, brother?"

The younger sister put her frozen hand to her lips and breathed out, walked over and bowed deeply to Baili Changge, "My lord, I'm really sorry, the little girl's brother was reckless just now."

Baili Changge looked at the pair of brothers and sisters, her eyes filled with admiration, but she didn't forget the business, she lowered her voice and said to the two: "I would like to ask if there is any way for the burned paper to show the original handwriting ?”

"This..." The man scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Is that paper important to adults?" The little girl asked with a slightly hesitant expression.

"It's very important, it's about human life." Baili Changge nodded solemnly.

"Alright then!" The girl bit her lip, "You two adults, please follow me."

"Sister!" But at this moment, the man suddenly grabbed the little girl's sleeve, shook his head and said, "That is a secret recipe handed down from the ancestors, didn't mother tell us not to touch it again before she died?"

"Brother, human life is a matter of fate, we can't ignore death." The girl frowned slightly, but her expression was quite firm.

The man glanced back at the ingot of silver in Baili Chang's singer, and sighed helplessly, "You two adults, please come with us."

After speaking, he packed up the pile of props and put them on the cart.

Several people quickly walked into the alley.

The girl opened the door and walked in. Baili Changge took a look around. It was an extremely simple two-bedroom room. There was almost no decoration in the room, just a simple dining table with peeling paint and two low stools. Baili Changge could tell from the spiritual position that the melon and fruit incense paper used on the altar table were all first-class.

She couldn't help feeling that the filial piety of the brothers and sisters was touching.

The girl entered her boudoir, took out a small bottle after a while, and sang to Ye Hen and Baili Chang: "This is a secret recipe that is not passed on in our family. Pour this secret juice evenly on the burnt paper. , you can make it show the handwriting, but it can only show for a moment, and the paper will melt. If that piece of paper is to be used as evidence, the little girl feels that the two adults must carefully consider it."

"Don't think about it." Baili Changge and Ye Hen said in unison.

After the girl was a little surprised, she carefully placed the paper that Ye Hen handed over on a green leaf she picked from the outside, and called the two of them to come over, and then she gently opened the bottle stopper, and slowly poured out the juice inside.

Baili Changge didn't dare to blink his eyes, and stared at the piece of paper on the green leaf for a moment. After a short while, the handwriting appeared on the edge of the paper. After a while, the paper melted into ashes, and the green leaf seemed to be sprinkled with water. layer of ink.

(End of this chapter)