I heard from my mother that I knew this autumn and I was discovered.

When she met Xiaohong, Xiaohong had just been bought. That day, she accidentally heard Xiaohong singing, and her voice was very attractive, so she simply took advantage of the opportunity of choosing a maid and took Xiaohong to her side, disturbing all the opportunities for Xiaohong to become a geisha.

Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, Xiaohong was finally praised.

She stared at Xiaohong for a while, then turned around and walked back.

Now that things have come to this point, there is nothing to say.

Since then, I often hear Xiaohong's singing this autumn, listening to her turn from awkwardness to proficiency, and listening to her cheers rising all over the house. But she herself still can't speak.

The prefect banquet arrived in a blink of an eye, and all the singular dancers on the Qinhuai River attended the banquet, and the two sides were instantly quieted halfway.

This autumn, leaning against the window, she could vaguely hear the sound of silk and bamboo floating on the river, with some cheers vaguely mixed in it. It can be imagined how lively the banquet was tonight.

If her throat was not injured, these cheers should belong to her.

I smiled bitterly this autumn and was drinking, and I saw the turtle man below jogging into the backyard.

"...The prefect was very satisfied and even named us and left us with the red beads to accompany us." Gui Gong's voice came happily, but this autumn couldn't help but smash the wine pot in his hand.

But even if the emotions are flooded in my heart, I am very clear this autumn. After tonight, Xiaohong will truly transform into a red bead.

She slowly slid down from the windowsill and cried silently against the wall. The moonlight outside the window shone on her body, and only the shadow on the ground cage her into a ball.

"There is no sound to cry, this feeling should be very uncomfortable." At this time, someone said outside the window.

I was shocked and touched the corner of my eyes. She wanted to ask who it was, but suddenly I remembered that she lived on the second floor.

She slowly looked up at the window, but saw someone sitting on the windowsill at some point. Looking from bottom to top, she happened to see that person's... double chin.

“…”

Fu Yao touched her chin and quickly changed her face. It was all because Zhongli always lent her money to eat Haisai, and her face was even fatter.

"It's me." Fu Yao simply jumped in.

Only then did I recognize her this autumn, "Miss Fu?"

As soon as she said this, she was surprised to find that she could speak again.

"Don't be too happy too early. That's just for the sake of making it easier for us to communicate and let you temporarily restore your voice." Fu Yao poured cold water beside him.

"For the time being?" This Qiu sided his head, not understanding what she meant.

Fu Yao snapped his fingers, "You try talking again."

This time, I opened my mouth this autumn, but found that I could not make a sound.

Realizing that the person in front of him could control these things, Zhiqiu couldn't help but quietly retreat and said with caution: "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am," Fu Yao said, "what matters is my purpose."

"What do you want to do?"

"It's obvious that I'm here for you." Fu Yao said, "You have also seen it, I can restore your voice. Of course, you have to pay a little price in the middle."

"No need." This fall refused, "I don't need these."

"Okay." Fu Yao was very regretful. She left behind a thousand paper crane. "Then you can burn it when you need it, and I will appear immediately."

After saying that, she walked outside. After going out, she pushed the door open again and said to Jinqiu: "Oh, right, there is another thing I have to remind you kindly. Your throat is just the beginning. Next, your hair will slowly fall off, your eyes will become blinder, your internal organs will gradually rot, and you will suffer when you die. Cherish your last three months."

After saying this, the door was closed again and was not pushed open again this time.

But the heart of the room was filled with storm. She looked at her palm, grabbed her hair again, and used a little force, and she pulled down a handful of people...

...

Taoist temple.

"You have long seen that the girl's life expectancy is over this autumn?" Sanniang brought Fu Yao a cup of hot tea.

"Does it seem strange?" Fu Yao came out of the Taoist temple with paper-cut scissors.

Sanniang followed up and took a look, but saw that Fu Yao had already walked to the fourth plant in the flower bed.

She remembered that when she cured Manager Jiang's eyes, she used a leaf on the plant.

"Don't be afraid," Fu Yao reached out and touched the plant. "You have eaten so much incense here. It's not too much for me to collect another leaf for you today. If you live outside, you have to pay for someone else's house."

Then, with a click, Fu Yao cut a tender leaf from the plant.

"Okay, I'll collect the rent this year, so you can keep staying there."

He put the tender leaves at the tip of his nose and sniffed them, and Fu Yao handed them over to Sanniang to put them away.

Sanniang was a little curious, "This is..."

"Purple Golden Peony."

Thinking of the effect of giving to Manager Jiang, Sanniang vaguely understood, "Are you prepared for Miss This Autumn?"

"Who knows. If she doesn't make a deal with me, then the same thing will be given to her for personal use. Of course, it would be great if she made tea for me." Fu Yao said in the end, she was really ready to move.

Sanniang hurriedly put away the leaves.

The next day, Zhao Xingtai got up to water the flowers and plants, and saw that there was a hole in the flower bed and a flower was missing.

"A thief came last night?" he asked Sanniang.

Sanniang shook her head, "It might be that she had packed her bags overnight and ran away..."

Zhao Xingtai: "?"

"By the way, Manager Jiang sent a message, saying that he would ask you to prepare a few more sweet sauce ducks. Fang Er came back and asked him to pick him up to the city." Sanniang reminded.

Since the Taoist temple started selling pastries and snacks in Jinling, Fang Er picked these up to sell them every day and could make some money. Now that Manager Jiang has returned to the county town, he asked him to help him pass on a letter in the middle.

"Oh OK." Zhao Xingtai didn't ask the reason.

However, Master Yang had been with him for so long and had already known the steps of sweet-sauce duck. However, he did not cook it alone in the restaurant, but asked Fang Er to come to the Taoist temple to deliver it, which means they had no intention of taking this dish for themselves.

But he didn't ask, but Sanniang still wanted to tell him, "This is for the magistrate Du. Although this county magistrate is not very reliable, some things still have to rely on him. To be honest, it would be a pity that your dish has been buried like this."

She had already discussed with Manager Jiang and planned to use this dish to generate revenue, otherwise, according to the speed of the owner's spending, it would probably take hundreds of years to pay off the debt.

"You can do this." Zhao Xingtai didn't care about this, "Just give me all the money I deserve." At the end, he added, "Remember to give it to me quietly."
Chapter completed!