After the clearing, I became the soft bag of the fourth master

Chapter 187 The Beggar with the Golden Bowl

two days later...

The two little maids were brought into Xiaoyu Pavilion by Little Bell.

These two little girls are really young. They are dressed in red, green and green. They both wear short buns, one is on the left side and the other is on the right side. There are milky white glass beads hanging on the buns. These are their two most precious jewelry. Well, these two little girls, one named Chuntao and the other named Dongli, don't look like they've bloomed yet, and their skin is still a bit dark, probably because of doing rough work all year round and drying in the sun.

Zizhi saw the two children early in the morning, and gestured with her hands, asking Little Lingdang where the two children came from.

Little Lingdang smiled: "This is the one that Fujin picked from the backyard yesterday to take care of them. Look at these two children, they are not as old as me... I don't know why Fujin is so fond of them..."

When saying this, Little Bell whispered in Zizhi's ear.

Zizhi pursed her lips, muttering to herself, is it because she is useless, she broke Wu Ling's favorite teacup two days ago, so Wu Ling feels that she needs to add some slaves to her... …

Right……

Since he is so useless, Wu Ling is now the eldest son of Fujin, and it would be a good thing to have a few more servants to serve him. We can't keep Fat Fu busy every day.

Zizhi comforted herself so...

Looking back, she went to the small kitchen to look for Pang Fu, thinking of what she could do to help, but Pang Fu was cooking anti-abortion soup in the small kitchen, and she was very busy.

Zizhi couldn't speak again, so she could only worry on the sidelines.

Fat Fure was upset, so she said: "Zi Zhi, you can't help, so go back and rest first, Fujin and Fourth Master should be returning home soon, and when Fujin returns home, he will have to drink this soup "The last time I boiled the medicine, Zizhi accidentally spilled it. This anti-fetal medicine must be given by Liu Chuanqing to drink on time, because when Wu Ling conceived Yuan'an before, her body was weak. In addition, during this year, Wu Ling kept running around, and his body was not as good as before, so he had to take care of it, because he didn't take the anti-fetal medicine on time that time, Wu Ling's body felt a little uncomfortable, Nothing can go wrong this time.

Zi Zhi was inconvenient, so it made sense for Fat Fu to drive her away.

But Zizhi was very disappointed. She thought that she could help, so she squatted down and added firewood. She was finally able to do this job...

amount……

maybe...can't...

Zizhi picked up the firewood with her left hand, and then inserted the firewood into the fire. It is reasonable to say that her right hand is not needed in the whole process, but she was careless, and the burning firewood fell out of the fire, and Zizhi became anxious. She picked it up with her right hand, but instead of picking it up, she burned her right hand... But fortunately, her right hand is unconscious, so even if it gets burned, it's no big deal...

Fat Fu had sharp eyes and quick hands, and quickly returned the burning firewood to the stove. At this time, her tone was obviously worse, and Fat Fu said angrily: "Zizhi! I'm fine here, you go back and rest. .”

"Eh..." Zizhi tried hard to apologize, but could only make a little sound.

Seeing Zizhi's hard work, Fat Fu couldn't bear it anymore, she pursed her lips... she didn't speak anymore... she went back to the room alone...

. . . . . .

It was evening when Wu Ling and Yin Zhen returned home.

When she came back, Wu Ling's face was a little dignified. As soon as she entered the room, she asked, "Fat Fu, where is Zizhi? I have something to ask her."

Fat Fu handed the anti-fetal medicine to Wu Ling: "Fu Jin, you drink the anti-fetal medicine while it's hot, and this servant will call Zi Zhi over now..."

"it is good……"

Wu Ling nodded.

After Fat Fu left...

Yinzhen sighed, and asked: "Do you really think... Baili Zitong is Zizhi's elder brother? Didn't you say before...the blood incompatibility between the two of them means that they are not Brothers and sisters?"

Wu Ling still frowned: "But, but do you know that Baili Zitong himself said that he woke up in Hanwu Liaojiang, and that's where my concubine's mother was buried in the first place. Today, if it is true what the old man at the gate of the Bodhi Temple said, then...then everything makes sense..."

. .

The old man in Wu Ling's mouth was met today when she and Yinzhen went to the Bodhi Temple to petition, and when they left the temple, the old man was dressed in rags, but his lips were red and his teeth were white. He still had a faint smile on his face all the time. Feet, there is an exquisite golden bowl at the foot, Wu Ling didn't look carefully, but vaguely remembered that the outer edge of the golden bowl was inlaid with a circle of sapphires, which was extremely luxurious, the inside of the bowl was very clean, there was no copper coin, also... he It's no wonder that such a precious bowl can't beg for money.

At the door, the old man called Wu Ling to stop, and said in a very vicissitudes tone: "Girl... give me a meal."

Yinzhen followed the voice and looked down. Although the old man used a golden bowl, Yinzhen took out a silver ingot from his pocket and put it in the old man's golden bowl.

But I didn't expect it... The old man curled his lips, shook the golden bowl, and threw out the silver inside. He didn't want to...

"You..." Yinzhen frowned, "What do you mean?"

When Yinzhen was about to lose his temper, Wu Ling stopped Yinzhen and said to the old man, "What you said just now is... girl, give me a meal... So, the junior you want Silver, is it?"

The old man raised his head arrogantly and did not speak.

Wu Ling lowered her body, she always felt that this old man was unusual, so she patiently picked up Yinzhen's silver, and then married some broken silver from the sachet, put it in the old man's bowl, and then looked up The old man asked: "Isn't that all right..."

"Yes, yes..." The old man grinned, and one of his white teeth was missing an incisor. He looked very funny, and Wu Ling also smiled: "Old man, you called the junior just now, do you have something to think about?" I'm going to talk to the elders."

"How do you see it?" The old man played tricks.

Wu Ling replied: "Although the old man is dressed in rags, he has white teeth and red lips. He definitely does not eat chaff and swallow vegetables. Moreover, the old man uses a golden bowl...it doesn't seem like he is begging..."

"You're still smart..." The old man smiled: "I just think that the flower on your forehead is pretty, and I like it quite a bit, so... little girl, the flower on your forehead is not Can you give it to me?"

"what?"

Wu Ling smiled awkwardly: "The flower mark on the forehead of the younger generation is a birthmark...this...it can't be taken off."

"Why can't it be taken off!" The old man smiled meaningfully: "I have seen others take it off before!"

(End of this chapter)