"Yeah!" Tangchi nodded and rubbed his sore nose.

The sweet potato boy looked at Tangchi again and said: "Then I'll leave first. If you have any trouble, come to me. My mother..."

Tangchi smiled and nodded. "Don't worry!"

The sweet potato boy looked at her twice more and finally left.

Standing at the door, watching the sweet potato boy leave, Tangchi had mixed feelings as he recalled the past.

She has been here for almost a year and has just started to show some improvement. She will not give in just like that. She still has to live her life!

Tangchi raised his chin and clenched his fist with the hand at his side.

Not long after sending away the sweet potato boy, Widow Zhang also came anxiously. After arriving, she observed Tangchi's expression without saying a word.

Tangchi held the rabbit in his arms, stroking its fur from time to time, thinking deeply.

Finally, seeing the way Widow Zhang hesitated to speak, Tang Chi couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing Tang Chi smiling, Widow Zhang finally breathed a sigh of relief. She stroked her chest and patted Tang Chi, saying, "You scared me to death!"

Tangchi lowered his head, played with the rabbit's soft ears, and plucked them with his fingers. He pretended to be relaxed and replied: "Isn't it just that the mushrooms were discovered and everyone went up the mountain to pick them? What a big deal!"

"But what should you do in the future?" Widow Zhang asked worriedly.

“If I don’t sell mushrooms, I can sell other things!”

Widow Zhang held her hand that was playing with rabbit ears and said, "But aren't there still people buying your mushrooms? What will they do over there? Otherwise..."

She paused, seemed to be struggling, and said, "How about I help you talk to Mr. Li?"

Tang Chi was moved in her heart and her nose felt sore. She raised her head and looked at Widow Zhang, and said with a smile: "Sister Zhang, don't worry, wait until I go to the city to talk to them tomorrow!"

I happen to be going to deliver mushrooms to Wen Lou tomorrow.

Tang Chi didn't know what happened between Widow Zhang and Yuan Wai Li, but she could feel that Widow Zhang was very reluctant to have anything to do with Yuan Wai Li and to recall the past, but now she was willing to go to the hospital for her.

Mr. Li is outside.

It can be seen that Widow Zhang is really good to her.

"Then...if you have any difficulties and need help, just tell me! Don't hold on alone!"

Tangchi nodded, smiled at her and said, "I'm just one person, and at most I have one more rabbit. It's quite easy to get by, so don't worry."

Widow Zhang held her hand and sighed: "Life is getting better, why did something like this suddenly happen? What a joke!"

Tangchi smiled and said nothing. She also felt this was strange.

"Why are your hands so cold?" Widow Zhang wrapped her hands and rubbed them together. "Hurry up and buy some fabric. I will make you clothes for the winter! You are wearing so little, are you going to freeze to death?"

"When this matter is settled, I will buy it." Feeling the warmth of Widow Zhang's hand, Tangchi's heart also warmed up.

"Actually, I don't feel cold even when I hold the rabbit. The rabbit is very warm."

Tangchi lowered her head and saw the rabbit's small head rubbing against her leg, bringing waves of warmth.

That night, Tangchi didn't sleep well because she was worried. Early the next morning, she went into the city carrying the mushrooms on her back with two faint green spots under her eyes.

Since she arrived early, there were not many people in the city, so she took advantage of the quiet time to carry the mushrooms to the backyard of Wenlou's house.

"Why did you come so early today!" It was another servant who opened the door.

"I have something else to do today, so I came to deliver the mushrooms earlier. Is Uncle Wen up?" Tangchi asked with a smile.

Her eyes are more lively than the morning sun, and the smile on her face is like the dawn, which makes people feel comfortable looking at her.

"Come in, I'll call Uncle Wen!"

Not long after entering, Uncle Wen came.

"Why did you change your temper and come so early?" Uncle Wen asked, stroking his mustache.

Tangchi smiled.

Uncle Wen asked people to carry the mushroom down, and then gave the money to Tangchi.

"Uncle Wen!"

Uncle Wen, who was about to leave, turned around and asked, "What? Is something wrong?"

"Master Magistrate, are you up? I want to see the Magistrate."

Uncle Wen stroked his beard, smiled enigmatically, and then asked: "You are a small village girl, can you meet the county magistrate if you want?"

Yes, what is her identity? She is just a little village girl.

She looked up and noticed a hint of contempt in Uncle Wen's eyes.

Tangchi took a deep breath, looked at Uncle Wen seriously and said: "Uncle Wen, I'm afraid you have misunderstood. I also know that I am a small village girl, and I have never thought about being close to the magistrate. The magistrate should be nice to me.

Maybe it’s because he loves the people like his own son and is a good official, or maybe he thinks that I, a little village girl, am honest and interesting, and I don’t take myself seriously!” At least not now.

"I really have something to do with the magistrate, because after this year's delivery, I may not be able to continue sending mushrooms to you."

It feels really uncomfortable to be looked down upon.

At some point, Tangchi's hands clenched tightly into fists, and her thin body trembled in the wind, but her eyes were firm and very confident. Perhaps that was her pride.

Uncle Wen looked at the soup pool, as if he wanted to see something. Finally, he sighed and said: "I hope you remember what you said. Come with me, the adults should be up."

Uncle Wen turned around and walked ahead.

Tangchi then released his fisted hand and took a few breaths.

She followed Uncle Wen through the corridor, around the rockery, and across the small bridge. This was the first time Tangchi saw the place where Wen Lou lived. She originally thought that the bamboo forest behind the flower window was beautiful enough, but now she realized that there was an even more magical place inside.

This also made her realize how far behind she is from the rich.

Uncle Wen stopped at the door of a room with Tangchi.

"It seems that the adults are up. You wait here and I'll go in and say something."

Tangchi nodded, watching a group of maids coming in and out carrying trays, and sighed in his heart.

Life in Wenlou is simply too exquisite!

After a while, Uncle Wen came out and walked in with Tangchi.

"What's wrong? What does it mean that mushrooms are not necessarily given?"

Tangchi raised his head. Wenlou, wearing a white gown and a green gauze with his hair not tied up, was sitting at the table. The maids were bringing in all kinds of exquisite breakfasts.

His pair of deep eyes looked towards Tangchi, making her feel like she was bathing in morning dew.

Faced with such an environment, Tangchi sighed, but she didn't feel cramped. She lowered her head and said without looking there: "Originally, no one dared to enter the big mountain behind, so I have been picking mushrooms by myself, but yesterday

, for some reason, many villagers suddenly got money from others to go into the mountains to pick mushrooms. There are only so many mushrooms, and there are so many people picking them, so..."

Tangchi bit his lip, and although he was unwilling to give in, he still said: "There will definitely be a lot of mushroom sellers in the city by then. If I can't rob them, adults can just buy other people's mushrooms, or continue to ask family members to transport them from the capital.
Chapter completed!