The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort

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Everything in the world must have the same principle of mutual sympathy. There is a yin and a yang, a bitter and sweet, a golden house, and naturally a Pingyang. The East Street is bustling and bustling, and the West Street is also ruined.

It seems that it has not been affected by the atmosphere of the New Year. The people on the West Street are wearing thin coats, rushing to other places in a hurry, and there is no feeling of leisure in the New Year. People's faces are mostly insensitive to numbness. Compared with the imminent problem of eating and wearing, the annual festival seems to be less important. Only the streets of several households are attached with simple red paper spring couplets and hanging old lanterns. , vaguely some New Year's feelings.

Several children sat in front of the fat powder shop and played with the buttons that had just been picked up. Occasionally, they raised their dirty faces and curiously looked at the three Jiang Yan, and turned their heads to play their own affairs with great interest.

Instead, there were small merchants selling plum blossoms. There were a few large earthenware bottles on the shop. There were a few red plums that were about to be smashed. I saw a few people in front of Jiang’s eyes and hurriedly shouted: "Beautiful Red plum, the girl has a branch, it can be seen in the room, and there is incense!"

"How is this red plum sold?" asked Forsythia.

The hawker spread his hand: "Not expensive, five copper plates."

"It's so expensive," Forsythia said: "No."

"Hey," the hawker saw, and quickly said: "Forget it, give three copper plates, no more, and the children at home are waiting for a hot meal."

Forsythia has to press again, Jiang Wei has already said: "I have all the rest."

A little white, some disagreed: "Girl, now the silver is tight..."

Jiang Yan shook his head: "As I said, these flowers are useful."

The white cockroach no longer said anything. A large amount of copper was poured out from the close-fitting cloth bag to the hawker. The hawker did not expect to suddenly make this business. Flowers and grass, today is an unexpected harvest. Simply put the porcelain bottle with red plums in the hands of Forsythia: "The New Year, the lady also asked for a good color, this porcelain bottle is even sent."

In the hands of the forsythia, holding the porcelain bottle with red plums, I finally couldn't help but ask: "What do the girls want to do with these plum blossoms, although it looks good, there is no need to buy so much, and the flowers will be gone every few days, it would be better to eat a few The spring cake is real."

"This flower is not for viewing," Jiang Yan said as he walked forward: "It is sent."

"Send?" Forsythia looked at her curiously: "Who is it?"

Jiang Wei did not say anything. A few people walked and walked to the market in West Street.

The market in West Street is the most lively place in West Street. It is also the most mixed place in the West Street. There are people like Sanliuji, etc. Because of this, it is not surprising that what happens here, and the most common It’s nothing more than being stolen by someone.

Right now, one of the three people just walked to the entrance of the market, and they saw a large circle of people on the third floor and the third floor. They didn’t know what to say. Seeing Jiang Wei’s stop, Tsinghua thought about it and whispered a few words with Bai Yu. The two crowded in the crowd and squeezed a small path for Jiang Yan.

When the three of them just got into the crowd, they saw the scene inside. They saw that two people were confronting each other. One person was an old man who had to send all white. At this moment, he was red and red, and the blue muscles were violent, and the other side was a Seven or eight-year-old girl, with low head and tears.

Forsythia patted the shoulder of a person around him and whispered a few words. Then he turned his head and said to Jiang: "The old lady said that the little girl stole his money. The little girl said that she did not steal, and she cried. It’s up.”

The little girl was surrounded by a pile of people, her face was pale and extreme, but she held a silver in her hand and widened her eyes. It was helpless and weak. Look at the old man who is furious, wearing a brown quilted robes, a beard and a trembling, but the voice is very big, almost rushing to the little girl: "You little girl, this is a young age." Stealing the chicken and touching the dog, so I have no education!"

Some people can't see the past, and they stop to stop: "Why should the old man talk so ugly, so aggressive to a little girl, and live a hard time to achieve success is to make a big bully? Not harmful!"

"You..." The old man couldn't speak.

"Why do you prove that she stole your money?" The man did not hesitate: "Only a girl of seven or eight years old can steal your money. Is it too much for you or is this gimmick?" Maybe you deliberately want to lie to the little girl's money!"

When this word came out, I immediately got the attachment of the people around me: "Yes, yeah, how can a little girl have the ability to steal things?"

"I don't know if I want to think about it beforehand."

"I want to deceive the little girl's money!"

The people around me talked about it, and they all accused the old man of the same, as if the old man was the culprit, the old man’s beard shook, and the blush seemed to be bleeding, but he couldn’t say a word, just Shaking his lips and gasping.

"Poor." Forsythia lamented.

Jiang Wei glanced at her: "Do you think he wants to lie to someone else?"

"Nature is not," Forsythia said: "If you lie to someone else, you can't lie to slaves. When you were in the country, this kind of ghost-smelling scorpion slave saw much more. It was clearly deceiving, white, right? ?"

Bai Hao nodded slightly.

Forsythia said: "Today, this old lady is unlucky, really pitiful."

Chiang Kai-shek flashed a trace of strange.

In fact, as Forsythia said, the little girl's deception is not very clever, and no one in the crowd can see her tricks. It is just that the West Street is a place where the poor are concentrated, and it has a lot of exclusion. Instinctively rejects aliens. This old man is nothing more than a stranger to the people here. Strangers should be suppressed, so today, this little girl is winning. The old man is also destined to be detained with a crime of deceiving money.

So what can she do?

Jiang Yu paused, gently plucking half a body to protect the white scorpion in front of people.

The white stunned, seeing Jiang’s movements busy to stop the road: "Girls can't, we don't want to be arrogant."

What matters is not the truth, but the attitude of the people around you. Even if the girl came out to persuade, it was nothing more than being attacked as an outsider who did not know how to be good. Even if the old man is out, it is nothing but a lost face, but her own girl is a lady, even if she is now detained on Zhuangzi, her identity is immutable.

Jiang Yan shook his head gently: "White, let go."

A glimpse of the day, Jiang Wei has stepped forward and exposed it to everyone’s vision.

She gently said: "The old gentleman does not have to be anxious. There are black and white in the world. Even if you don't know for a while, you will always be out of the water. Why bother to hurt your body for a suffocating suffocation. It is not worth the loss."

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