The autumn air is crisp and clear, and a few days have passed in a flash, and the whole city of Xiangzhou is still calm.
Every day I went back and forth between my home and the Jianghu Inn with an uneasy feeling, and every two days I went to Lao Meng's place to clean up, and stayed with him for an hour... repeating the same old life.
Looking at the bustling streets will give people the illusion that everything about warmth does not exist.
However, I know better than anyone else that some things cannot be solved by running away.
Where is the warmth? Is the imperial envoy back?
No, not only is Nuan Xin, the imperial envoy, Xiao Mu has not come back yet, but also Mrs. Mu has not been seen for a long time.
Uncle Fu said that Mrs. Mu was too busy dating to take care of the inn. In the past few days, she had gone back to her hometown with her brother Mu Xianwei to accompany the imperial envoy. She also secretly pointed at Qin Yong and told me that he was the future owner of Jianghu Inn.
Qin Yong, I have met him a few times when I was delivering tofu. An 18-year-old young man with an average appearance. He didn’t seem to be very good at practicing. I wonder how Madam Mu fell in love with him? Is it because he was attracted by Long Yu?
Han refused and just happened to learn that Qin Yong had a crush on her, so she let him take advantage in vain?
But he seems to be an honest and responsible person. He always smiles at people on weekdays. When he met me in the store, he would take the initiative to make way for me when he saw me carrying a load, and sometimes he would lend a hand to help me unload it.
Get off the barrel.
However, his mother, Aunt Zhu, is not very popular. I don’t know why she looks arrogant, but she always looks aloof.
Several times I heard her yelling at the waiter, shouting at the waiter and serving tea and water, and she always disliked this and that.
She kept saying, "My Qin Yong is from the Sky Eye Team, and the imperial envoy values him the most. He has a bright future in the future!"
I'm most afraid of running into her, because my grandma loves to chat with her, and as a junior, I can't help but say hello. It's originally out of politeness, but every time I feel like I'm humiliating myself.
"Oh, early morning, early morning, it turned out to be Jianghu. I didn't recognize your outfit for a moment. People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. Why don't you let your mother make you new clothes? Look, your clothes have faded.
Already."
"Jianghu, I've been really busy these days, and I haven't even talked to your mother to ask her not to be offended. My house is almost finished, why hasn't your house started yet?"
"Jianghu, how much money can you make from selling tofu every day? Apart from food and clothing, can you still save money? At such a young age, you are planning to sell tofu for the rest of your life? Do you want me to tell Qin Yong,
Can I arrange an errand for you?"
"Jianghu, do you want to come and sit in the house? Qin Yong and I rented two rooms on the third floor of the guest room at the back. Hey, it's not our own home after all. Even if we go up to the room, we won't feel comfortable living there."
…
I was extremely embarrassed and not good at arguing with her, so I had to laugh it off. Aunt Zhu seemed to be even more proud, as if she was waiting for me every day, and she felt uncomfortable if she didn't show off to me.
"Brother Jianghu, isn't Aunt Zhu still in the inn?" Wang Jiajia was walking with Douhua in her hand, and suddenly stopped when she was less than ten steps away from Jianghu Inn.
I also stopped walking: "It's getting late now, and starting work is also late. It's still not bright yet, so she's probably still having breakfast at the inn."
"Wouldn't that mean we have to keep nagging again?" Wang Jiajia said, her face suddenly turned ugly.
Aunt Zhu was just showing off her wealth in front of me, but towards Wang Jiajia, she was just nosy, or it would be more appropriate to say that she was just rubbing salt into the wound:
"Hey, your scar is quite serious. Haven't you seen a doctor? Have you heard of the Du's Medical Center in the east of the city? Go to Dr. Du and see if he has any ointment to remove scars. It might be effective."
"How old are you this year? Are you not married yet? Let me tell you, it will be difficult for this woman to find a husband once she is over twenty, so you have to hurry up."
"I heard from Sister Song that you and Jiang Hu were engaged when they were young? That would settle the matter. You are both older now, so we can be considered a family after all."
…
I could understand Wang Jiajia's troubles, so I smiled at her: "If you don't want to see Aunt Zhu, why do you still accompany me to deliver tofu?"
Wang Jiajia sighed and walked forward with Douhua in hand: "It's okay, she can talk as much as she likes, and she doesn't want me to lose any meat. Just treat it as a deaf ear."
"Do you want to sit at the inn every day and find out the news?" I smiled bitterly, thinking that I didn't know what this girl was thinking.
"Well. It's been a few days and there hasn't been much movement. There are people coming and going in the inn. If there is any news, I would like to know as soon as possible."
We walked into the inn, and sure enough we saw Mrs. Zhu and her son having breakfast. I quietly handed over the tofu to Uncle Fu and received the money, but she still saw it.
"Hey, Jianghu, Jiajia. Here you go again to deliver tofu."
"Good morning, auntie, haha, good morning, Captain Qin." Wang Jiajia and I looked at each other and had no choice but to go and say hello.
"Have you had breakfast? Uncle Fu, give them two bowls of haggis noodles and charge them to my account."
We waved our hands repeatedly: "No, ma'am, I can't let you spend money."
"It's okay, it's okay," Zhu Auntie boldly touched the soup on her mouth: "My house has been built and I will move in today. Go back and talk to your mother and ask her to come and visit when she has time.
Son."
"Hey, okay." I replied respectfully, feeling secretly happy that I would never listen to her nonsense again.
"Auntie, I'm going to the guest room to pack my things." Qin Yong said.
"What can you pack? Come on, I'll take it and you can find someone to move it. Uncle Fu, Uncle Fu, can you lend it to the clerk in your shop? Who is that, Ah Wu, Shitou, and that child?
No matter what, come and help me!" Madam Zhu shouted, as if this inn belonged to her.
Probably because of Mrs. Mu's face, Uncle Fu kept Ah Wu and sent Shitou and the young man named Sun Chenxian to help Aunt Zhu move the belongings that were temporarily stored in the inn.
"Hey, I'm finally at peace." Ah Wuda took a breath and said, "Brothers from Jianghu, you don't know how we have been living these past ten days. Hey, when the boss comes, I really have to ask her to give us some extra wages.
That’s all. How much anger have you received for no reason?”
"Okay. Let's get to work!" Uncle Fu glared at Ah Wu and buried his head in the abacus.
"Although I was talking, my hands were not stopping." Ah Wu stuck out his tongue at Uncle Fu and brought two bowls of noodles to Wang Jiajia and me: "Haggis noodles, please use them slowly."
"this……"
"Oh, it's a rare treat for Iron Rooster, so just eat it." Ah Wu turned to Uncle Fu and said, "Mrs. Zhu has spent a lot of money during this period, and it's all been recorded. Hey, shopkeeper, tell me, the boss is back
Will you ask her for money?"
Uncle Fu raised his head and narrowed his eyes into two slits: "It's hard to say. If Qin Yong marries our boss, he will definitely not marry him. If there is a conflict between the two, then they will have to settle it. Don't worry.
, I remember carefully every money spent by the mother and son."
I've asked before, the upper room refers to the Tianzihao room on the third floor. One day costs 500 Wen, and two rooms cost one tael of silver. For ten days, my dear, the room cost alone is only 10 taels of silver.
If you buy rice, it will be enough for my mother and I to eat for five or six years.
I said contemptuously: "That Mrs. Zhu chatted with my aunt at my house last time. From what she said, she seemed to dislike Mrs. Mu, and felt that Mrs. Mu was not worthy of Qin Yong. In this case, I don't know why she still had the nerve to stay in her inn.
Free food and free accommodation.”
"What? She still looks down upon our boss? Damn it, does she know who our boss is? Qin Yong can fall in the eyes of our boss, that is the blessing that his family has cultivated for eight lifetimes." Ah Wu was extremely angry for a moment.
"Ah Wu! Are you done in the living room? Then... go to the back and tidy up the room where they lived."
Ah Wu seemed to have something to say, but after listening to Uncle Fu's instructions, he swallowed his words and reluctantly went to the backyard.
"I also think Madam Zhu is too arrogant. Madam Mu is the biological sister of Lieutenant Mu, how could she not be worthy of her son?" Wang Jiajia was also a little aggrieved.
"Hey, Qin Yong is a pretty good kid, but his mother is unreasonable." Uncle Fu also sighed: "When Qin Blacksmith was still alive, he liked to come to my inn to have wine every once in a while, and he would get drunk.
Just grab me and complain."
Hearing him mention Blacksmith Qin, I remembered again the story of the golden flute that Long Yuhan told me. Qin Yong was also pitiful. He was probably only fourteen or fifteen years old when his father was killed by Huadie.
, but like me, I don’t have my father by my side.
Uncle Fu continued: "Qin Yong is a pitiful kid. Since his father's death, he has given up his studies and has been running errands and doing odd jobs. I think of his father and ask him to come to my inn often to help.
.His cousin Long Yuhan is quite good. He often teaches him martial arts and even found a way to recruit him into the Sky Eye Team."
"I see."
I nodded, immersed myself in eating the noodles, and suddenly I felt like I was connected with the same fate. Sometimes it’s amazing to think about the people and things in this world, because you will always find some similarities. However, Qin Yong’s fate is better than mine.
Well, at least he has a good cousin. What about me? Who can I rely on?
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The next day, when Wang Jiajia and I sat down again to enjoy minced meat and egg noodles, the four oranges that came with it made my heart jump into my throat.
"It's still the same today, please use it slowly. Oh, by the way, my boss is back and brought us a basket of tangerines from Yiling, which she said she picked with her own hands. My boss specially told me to give you four,
If you say you deliver goods to us every day, you can be considered a member of our Jianghu Inn."
"My boss is back! Where is she?" I couldn't help but feel happy, looking at the tempting oranges, I felt very comforted.
"Are you looking for the boss?" Uncle Fu was a little confused: "The boss just came to the store a quarter of an hour ago to look around. He said that he had something important to do and couldn't come today."
"Haha, what's important? I'm afraid I haven't seen my lover for several days, so let's go on a tryst." Ah Wu said with a smile.
Uncle Fu glared at him: "You know what?"
"You're guessing, Qin Yong's new house has been built, don't you want to go and see it?" Ah Wu said, suddenly smiled mischievously, stretched out his orchid finger, and said in a low voice: "I haven't seen you in a few days, have you missed me?
?I brought you some oranges, you try them, I’ll feed you..."
"Okay, it's so numb, let's go to work!" Uncle Fu saw that Ah Wu was imitating Madam Mu, so he grabbed a rag and threw it at her.
"Oh, it's okay, I just want to say thank you to her." I took two tangerines to Wang Jiajia, put the remaining two in my arms, then picked up the bowl and ate the noodles.
"Well, it's so sweet!" Wang Jiajia chewed and stuffed an orange segment into my mouth.
I took a bite, and my mouth was indeed filled with sweetness, and an inexplicable feeling of happiness came over me.
Mrs. Mu picked it herself. It was not easy to transport it all the way back. She even thought of giving it to me... the black scarf she gave me for the autopsy last time, and this time it was a tangerine... Could it be...
No, no, no, Li Jianghu, what are you daydreaming about? This chapter has been completed!
