Qingyun was stunned when she heard this, and she scratched the child buried in her neck. This was the first time the child made a request to her.

Qingyun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "My younger brother is a man with great ambitions. Let alone a small restaurant, it is no problem to open a restaurant. Open it, just open it, brother will support you!"

Be a qualified elder brother who dotes on his younger brother. Even if the child wants to tear up the book, Qingyun will agree without blinking.

Qingyun didn't pay attention to the fact that the child wanted to open a small restaurant, thinking that the child was joking.

In order to show that she really supported the child, instead of just talking about it, she took out a banknote, one hundred taels of silver, from her private collection, slapped the child on the face with a "pop" sound, and expressed her attitude through actions.

Qingtian took a look at the banknote, smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, patted his chest, and said boldly: "Brother, don't worry, I promise not to lose your money, make a lot of money, and buy mines for you."

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Qingyun clicked his tongue and patted the child's head, "Okay, I'll wait."

Qingtian's goal was achieved, he carefully put away the banknotes, patted his chest gently, and took Qingyun back to the county office.

"Brother, I'm back. Put me down." Qingtian patted Qingyun's arm.

Qingyun glanced at the child's chest, her teeth were sore, her eyes were sore, her heart was hurting, and she couldn't help but wonder if she had a grudge against the God of Wealth. She had not even covered her body with the banknote for two days.

The two brothers walked back hand in hand.

"Hey, that little brother, come over here."

From the nearby yard, a woman's shouting came.

Qingyun heard it and didn't care, and continued walking forward. She was not the only man walking on the street. Who knew who the woman was calling.

"That little brother, hey, that little brother, don't leave, I'm calling you," the woman in the yard didn't even look back when she saw the young man. She was so angry that others heard her, so she shouted:

"The little brother in the blue robe, the one holding the child in the red dress, is calling you!"

Qingyun is heartless and has no consciousness at all. The woman is calling her.

Child Qingtian blinked. He seemed to be wearing red clothes today. He looked down and saw that they were red. Then he turned his head to see that Qingyun was wearing red clothes and his brother was wearing blue clothes.

Qingtian pulled Qingyun's hand, "Brother, that aunt seems to be calling you."

After the child finished speaking, he looked back and saw a woman's head popping up on the wall of the yard behind him. When the woman in the yard saw the child turning around, she waved happily, "Baby, baby, come here with your brother."

"Brother, someone is calling you from behind." Qingtian pulled Qingyun's hand again.

Qingyun looked down at the child, then looked back behind him. In the yard five or six meters away to the left behind him, there was a woman lying on the wall. When he saw her looking back, he waved excitedly, and then waved.

"Brother, come here."

Qingyun looked around and saw that within a radius of three meters, there was no one else but the two brothers. He pointed at himself and asked, "Call me?"

The woman nodded fiercely and waved again, "It's you, little brother, come here!"

Qingyun looked at her gesture, clicked his tongue, chewed his teeth, and walked over slowly.

The walls of the courtyard here are about the same height, reaching about an adult's shoulders. There are people in the courtyard next door to the left and right. When they see the woman calling her "brother," the men from the two families next door slowly walk towards the woman's courtyard.

Needless to say, I plan to listen to the corner.

"Auntie, what do you want me to do?" Qingyun saw that the woman was not young, she must be in her thirties, her skin color was wheat-colored, she had been working in the sun a lot, and there were fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

A woman in her thirties is still a young lady in modern times, but a little wolfdog or puppy was already a grandma figure in ancient times.

"It's okay, I just asked you to come over and have a chat." The woman held a handful of melon seeds in her hand, spitting out the shells while eating them, looking up and down at Qingyun.

Qingyun raised his eyebrows, tilted his head and looked at the woman for a few seconds, then grinned, looking innocent and kind, and very amiable.

"Brother, are you also from the county government?" the woman asked after looking at Qingyun for a while.

The men from the next two families, who were leaning against the corner of the yard, curled their lips and said, "What nonsense are you not asking? Who doesn't know that this young man is from the county government? They all saw him walking out of the county government office."

"That's right!" Qingyun said, touching his chin and thinking about it.

The county magistrate is also a member of the county government, so it should be correct.

The woman didn't hear anything wrong with Qingyun's words. She only heard that Qingyun was from the county government. She rolled her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking. She looked at Qingyun up and down a few more times and asked in a low voice: "You are the county government's catcher."

, or a yamen servant?”

From the perspective of the imperial court system, a police officer is one level higher than a government officer.

The woman's eyes swept across Qingyun's face and body again. She murmured in her heart, all the former police officers looked like bears. How could this kid be so skinny as a police officer?

Qingtian under the wall rolled his eyes when he heard the woman's words. This aunt was so blind that she couldn't even tell that there was a noble man standing in front of her.

In the words of Grandpa Song: "You have eyes but no eyes."

"Why are you asking this?" Qingyun had an appropriately vigilant expression on his face and looked at her defensively.

"I didn't ask you about official business, so what are you on guard against?" The woman seemed to know a lot about government affairs, and then asked mysteriously, "Have you met the county magistrate?"

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"I've seen it!" Qingyun said, then looked at the woman, then looked at the house behind the woman, and asked: "You have something to do with the county magistrate? What is it? Do you want me to report to the county magistrate for you?"

"I have nothing to do with the county magistrate." The woman spat out the melon seed shells, picked up the wall, and leaned towards Qingyun.

"I heard the horse owner Bo Tiantian say that the county magistrate is a good man. I would say that the county magistrate is a good man. He gave us pork when he came, and now he invites everyone to work for seventeen cents a day. Brother, is this the salary?

Horse owner Bo is getting old, and I'm afraid that his old man will listen to his fault, and seventeen cents will be changed to seventeen cents."

I came to her to inquire about wages.

"It's seventeen articles. I heard it with my own ears from the county magistrate and Master Bo." Qingyun thought about it for a moment, then leaned towards the wall and asked uncertainly: "Auntie, what you said seems to be afraid.

County magistrate?"

The sound was just loud enough for the two families listening in the corner next door to hear it.

Qingyun reflected, she didn't seem to have done anything scary?

After entering the city, she didn't do anything. She stayed in the county government office and worked blindly. Today, she went for a walk on the street, and it was a child who pulled her out.

This is strange, why do women get scared when they mention her?

"I..." The woman seemed to be choked by someone and was speechless. She smiled awkwardly, "I'm not afraid of the county magistrate. Oh, I can't tell you."

After saying that, he squinted at Qingyun, this is not nonsense! Ask around on the street, who is not afraid of the county magistrate? If you are afraid, you will keep it in your heart and not say it out loud. This little brother is good at poking people and hurting their feet.
Chapter completed!