Today we are eating dumplings. Daya prepared a vinegar dish and found that there was no garlic. She took off her apron and prepared to buy garlic.
She lived a fulfilling life every day. During the day, she ran a delicious snack shop, at night she had to read and practice calligraphy, and in the morning she had to practice boxing. So she only missed the matter of the marriage being postponed for one day, and she was so busy that she forgot about it.
Now standing on the bustling street, she suddenly felt an unreal feeling like a dream, some loneliness and melancholy of wandering outside, and the slightest trace of homesickness.
"Alas!" She sighed slightly and walked slowly towards the vegetable shop.
I looked up and saw a pen and ink shop in front of me. I thought that the ink and paper for accounting were running out, so I decided to buy some when I came back.
A tall and thin young man walked out of the pen and ink shop, holding a roll of paper in his hand, and walked in the direction of Da Ya. The man was dressed in a half-worn fine cotton scholar's robe, and his appearance was acceptable among the people.
, but compared with the outstanding handsome appearance of his fourth uncle and brothers, he can be said to be Zhou Zheng.
Da Ya was attracted by his bookish look. She only took one more look and then turned away.
A arrogant man walked past Da Ya and almost landed on Da Ya's shoulder. Fortunately, she had been practicing boxing and kicking for two years and was quite agile, so she turned around and dodged.
Unexpectedly, this man did not bump into Da Ya, but actually bumped into the young scholar in a daze.
Da Ya also followed Ya who escaped thousands of miles away. She immediately felt that this man was not a good person, so she paid more attention to him. Sure enough, when she saw the man bumping into the young scholar, he stole the purse from the scholar's waist.
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Da Ya took advantage of the crowd around him, pointed at the man's back, and shouted: "Thief, catch the thief!"
The young scholar subconsciously touched the purse at his waist, but found nothing. He was startled and turned around to chase, "Stop! Thief! Catch him!"
When the thief sees that he is about to be caught, he runs away.
There were many people walking on the street, and some people who were eager for justice helped catch people and surrounded the thieves.
The thief was not a kind person. He pulled out a half-foot-long sharp blade from his sleeve and gestured around, "Get out of here, don't meddle in your own business and you will lose your life!"
Everyone has a brave heart, but in the face of their own lives, it is still more important to save their lives. After all, the thief ran away, and the owner only lost some money.
The thief succeeded and rushed forward brandishing his dagger.
Unexpectedly, the young scholar didn't want to let him go. He caught up with him and grabbed him by the back of his neck. "Stop and give me your wallet!"
The thief looked fiercely, raised his dagger, turned around and stabbed the young scholar in the abdomen.
"Ah! Be careful!" the onlookers screamed.
When Da Ya saw that someone was going to die, she didn't even think about it. She took two steps forward and kicked the thief on the wrist. The dagger lost its aim and slashed upwards.
At the same time, the young scholar hurriedly let go of the thief's collar and took a step back.
With a "tsk" sound, the dagger cut open the scholar's clothes.
Daya didn't give the thief a chance to react. She grabbed his wrist and pulled him forward. At the same time, he braced himself, twisted around, and threw him over his shoulder. He fell to the stone floor with a "bang!"
"Ah!" the thief screamed and let go of the dagger.
Daya stepped on his wrist, picked up the dagger, and put it against his throat, "Don't move!"
"Good! What a handsome move!" the onlookers cheered.
Da Ya was just relying on her quick wit, but now that the incident was over, she felt a little embarrassed and a little scared. She was also afraid of causing trouble and being hated and retaliated by this person.
The young scholar saw her face turning pale and stepped forward to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, girl. Someone has already sent for the police to patrol the streets."
Da Ya nodded, "Your purse is in his sleeve."
Her hands were shaking a little, and the tip of the dagger scratched the skin of the thief's throat.
The thief was so frightened that his voice trembled: "Auntie, please stop shaking!"
The young scholar took out his wallet from his sleeve, opened it, looked at it, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Da Ya keeps accounts every day, and has seen people who have touched silver. Seeing that the purse is not heavy, it should not contain much silver. She thought that the purse has a different meaning to the young scholar, but she does not expect that the scholar cares about the money in the purse.
She couldn't help but feel a little angry, "Isn't it just a little money? As for your desperate pursuit? You really want money but not your life!"
The young scholar blushed and said, "The money is not important. There is a small seal given to me by the master, which is of great significance. Besides, the small seal can represent identity. He can do many things with it, and even blame me."
Although Da Ya did not have a private seal, she had heard about it and immediately understood it.
There were shouts and running sounds coming from far away, and the policemen on the street were quickly arriving. By some unknown luck today, I just 'picked up' Boss Xu who was absconding, and here was another thief who was caught.
The catcher obviously knew the thief, so he stepped forward and kicked him, "Why is it you again! A dog can't change its habit of eating shit!"
This is a habitual thief who refuses to change despite repeated admonitions.
The young scholar pointed at the dagger and then at his torn clothes and said: "This time he not only stole things, but also hurt people with a knife. A harsh sentence will not be enough to deter Xiao Xiao!"
For habitual criminals like this who are still at ease, they usually have some connection with the Yamen. The young scholar is afraid that if the thief stays in jail for a few more days and is released, then it will be his fault to take revenge on the girl.
The onlookers also testified one after another and talked about what happened.
The catcher's face was solemn and he said: "I understand, I will report it to the superiors."
This means that he can't make the decision, and any decision will depend on the decision above.
The thief was restrained by the two policemen. He had an unhappy look on his face, but he did not have the fear, panic, or other emotions that a criminal should have.
Obviously, this is a thief with a background.
The policeman asked Daya and the young scholar to go back and make notes. When Daya heard this, she was a little scared and said: "I have something urgent to do, so I'll leave first!"
With that said, he ran away in a flash.
There were many witnesses to this matter, so it was not necessary to let Daya go, so the police did not let anyone chase her.
The young scholar stood there, watching Da Ya's nimble figure disappear into the crowd, feeling a little lost for some reason.
That was his savior, and he didn't even know her name.
Shangguan Ruoli picked up the two children and came back, and started cooking and eating dumplings. Daya was a little distracted, her face turned pale, she looked at Shangguan Ruoli one by one, and stopped talking.
Ling Yue noticed it and quietly said to Shangguan Ruoli: "Mother, there is something abnormal about Sister Da Ya."
Shangguan Ruoli pretended not to notice, "What's wrong? I think it's fine."
Ling Yue's big almond-shaped eyes flashed twice, "My face is pale, and I always look at you secretly, as if I have encountered something difficult, or I have done something wrong."
Shangguan Ruoli smiled: "She will say it when she wants to say it."
When a girl gets older, she will always have her own little secrets.
After finishing the dumplings, Shangguan Ruoli was shocked when he heard Da Ya talk about what happened today with lingering fear, "You actually grabbed the sword with your bare hands and subdued the thief in the street?"
Da Ya's face was as red as blood and she was about to cry. "I don't know why I got sick as soon as I got hot. Now I regret it to death. I'm afraid someone will take revenge on me. What should I do?"