Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 132 The Vanishing Wenzi

Everyone was surprised.

Xin Yi put down the pestle in his hand and looked at Xiang Ling who was panting.

"Wen Zi disappeared? What's the matter? Please explain clearly."

"She, she... don't know where she went."

Xiang Ling crossed her hips and took a couple of breaths before standing up straight and explaining to Xin Yi.

"I've been at odds with her for so many days, and today I got angry and went to Du's Pharmacy to find her, wanting to make up...Unexpectedly, the clerk said that Wen Zi hadn't come to the incense shop for several days. I was going to ask someone to go back to the village Go and ask, it just so happens that my mother came to the city to deliver food.

My mother said that on the Lantern Festival, when Wen Zi went home because she didn’t pay enough wages, she was scolded and beaten by her stepfather, and then she ran out crying, and never went back.Her mother told my mother yesterday that this girl Wen Zi has no heart, and she hasn't gone back to see her these days..."

Xiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Sister, Wen Zi ran away from home before, and would come to me..."

Xin Yi was startled, "Then where will she go now?"

Xiang Ling shook her head, "Besides home and the incense shop, she has nowhere to go."

As she said that, the girl rubbed her eyes, and tears came down.

"It's all my fault. For her not coming to the pharmacy, I'm angry with her... Otherwise, I wouldn't have disappeared for so many days, and I didn't know."

A few days ago, Xiang Ling talked to Wen Zi almost every day.

Either Wen Zi came to the pharmacy, or Xiang Ling went to the incense shop, the two little sisters were as good as one person.

Xiang Ling felt more and more uncomfortable with the feelings he had grown up with since childhood, and the tears flowed down as if he didn't want money.

"Sister, it's all my fault, so I have to force her. She can let her like whoever she likes. In two months, she will marry that widower... She likes the man surnamed Du, so let her Just take a look, how can you..."

Seeing that the girl was crying hard, Xin Yi patted her on the back and handed her a clean handkerchief.

"Don't be in a hurry, think about where she can go, and let's go find it."

Xiang Ling shook her head, "She has nowhere to go."

"Have you asked Shopkeeper Du?"

"I asked." Xiang Ling seemed to be angry with Du Zhongqing, and she gritted her teeth as she spoke.

"I don't know what Wen Zi likes about him. Shopkeeper Du is like a bald eagle without long bones. He doesn't care about Wen Zi at all. If I hadn't asked, he probably wouldn't have known that Wen Zi was gone."

Xin Yi twitched the corners of his mouth, but said nothing.

A bald eagle with no bones.

The description of Xiang Ling is a little bit detrimental, but it is very appropriate.

Du Zhongqing is not very old, but his hair has turned gray long ago.It is said that he is a genius incense making master with a keen sense of smell and can make all kinds of spices. ".

Apart from caring for him, Du Zhongqing didn't care about the things around him.

But he was not harsh on the employees in the shop, so Wen Zi didn't go to work in the shop, and he didn't pursue it, and made his incense without forgetting the world.

Xin Yi asked Xiang Ling to wipe away her tears, and personally accompanied her to the Du's Incense Shop across the street to inquire.

Du Zhongqing was busy at the counter, when he saw Xin Yi, his eyes were in a daze, as if he had thought about it for a long time before he remembered who she was, smiled and stepped forward to salute.

"How offending, Du Moumou forgot how to call the little lady?"

Because of the relationship between Wen Zi and Xiang Ling, the two families moved around a lot, and Wen Zi mentioned Xin Yi in front of Du Zhongqing countless times, but he couldn't remember Xin Yi's last name...

It can be said that the degree of concentration of this person is a bit unbelievable.

Xin Yi smiled nonchalantly, and replied: "Master Du, my surname is Zhang, and I'm the owner of the pharmacy across the street. If I bother you, I'm asking for my sister, when did Wen Zi stop coming to the store?"

Du Zhongqing frowned, and turned around to call another guy.

"Tell Mrs. Zhang about Miss Wen's situation."

After that, he bowed his hands and apologized, and turned around to do his own thing.

Xin Yi looked at his full head of white hair, and felt that a person who could concentrate all his energy on one thing was his charm. This was probably why Wen Zi liked him.

The clerk invited them to their seats with a smile.

"We took a rest in the store during the Shangyuan Festival, and Miss Wen also packed up her things and went home early. Because she mentioned that she would resign a few days ago, so she didn't come back after the Shangyuan Festival, so we thought she wouldn't come... ..."

Xin Yi asked: "Before she left, was there anything unusual?"

The clerk shook his head, thought for a while, then laughed again, looking at Shopkeeper Du, who was busy at the counter, with an ambiguous face.

"Miss Wen likes to look at our shopkeeper in a daze, so we made fun of her, but she said she was going to get married in two months, so let us stop talking nonsense... We know it well and feel sorry for this girl, so we won't Talkative. Other than this... there is no other abnormality."

When Xin Yi and Xiang Ling left, Du Zhongqing didn't look up either.

The whole person was immersed in the fragrant medicine in his hand, Xin Yi glanced at his frowning eyebrows, and didn't bother...

Seeing her coming back, Sun Huai stepped forward and asked:
"Have you found someone?"

Xin Yi forced a smile and shook his head.

Eunuch Sun was an enthusiastic person, he asked a few words of concern, and left.

Xin Yi asked Liang Ren and Mrs. An to accompany Xiang Ling to go out to find Wen Zi, and he took two clerks to work in the store.

At noon, Wen Zi's mother brought her youngest brother to the shop with tears in her eyes.

Xiang Ling and her lover hadn't returned yet, so Xin Yi had no choice but to invite her into the medicine hall, pour a cup of hot water, talk about Wen Zi, and then ask her about the day Wen Zi came home.

Wen Ziniang had a miserable face, as if she didn't want to say anything more.

"When she came back on the Shangyuan Festival, her father just said a few words to her, and ran away without eating. This child is impatient, and when the wind is like rain, I thought she would come to Xiangling, or return to the incense shop. I just heard from Xiangling's mother today that she didn't come to the store... Tell me, where will this little girl go?"

Xin Yi was silent.

Today is the 28th of the first lunar month.

My girl ran away from home for so many days, the mother didn't care about it, but came to ask others, where would her girl go?
ridiculous!

Xin Yi narrowed his eyes, not wanting to pay attention to her.

Wen Ziniang scolded a few words, and the younger son started crying again.

Xin Yi picked up the snacks made for the three little ones on the shelf and gave some to the child, but the child still opened his mouth and wailed loudly, dragging his mother to go home.

Wen Ziniang couldn't be coaxed, she pulled the child up and was about to leave.

"Miss Zhang, I'll take the calf home first. There is no one cooking at home, and his father didn't see me when he came back from work, and he lost his temper when he was hungry... If you find that wild girl Wen Zi, help me I'll send a message to tell her to come back quickly..."

Xin Yi was startled.

"And what if you don't find it?"

Wen Ziniang didn't seem to have thought about this possibility, and looked at her blankly.

"I can't find where to go? Since I was a child, this girl has run away as soon as she hits her. I don't know how many times she has run away. I think she is the same this time. She will come back when she has had enough wild outside. Mrs. Zhang, let me go first." Let's go... well, Niuniu don't cry, let's go home, your father should be back in a while."

Wen Ziniang coaxed her crying son, looked at Xin Yi apologetically, and finally turned around.

Before leaving, she didn't say what to do if she couldn't find her daughter.

Xiang Ling and the others came back at dusk.

Several people split up and searched all the places where Wen Zi might go, but there was no news.

Xiangling blamed herself and kept asking what to do.

Xin Yi asked her to report to the government, but the Kaifeng government responded that Wen Zi's family members should go to the Yamen to file for missing persons.

Xiang Ling went back to the village to tell her, but Wen Zi's stepfather yelled at her, blaming Xiang Ling for molesting his daughter...

There was a commotion in the village.

When Xiang Ling came back, he was unhappy.

"Sister, they refused to report to the officials. They said that Wen Zi would come back by herself."

"They don't care about Wen Zi's life at all. What kind of family is this? They are so cruel..."

Kaifeng Mansion is so big, and there are endless cases of various cases every day. The disappearance of a little lady will not attract much attention.

Only Xiangling did not give up. Apart from staying at home for two meals a day and sleeping at night, she went out to look for her when she had time. Her footprints were left behind in the feasting and feasting of Bianjing, as well as in the restaurants and cottages.

"Sister, don't blame her." My husband apologized to Xin Yi guiltily, "I told her, don't be cheeky to collect this month's money."

Xin Yi looked at his beloved who was washing buckets on the stove, and laughed.

"Why don't you accept it? Xiangling is affectionate and righteous. We should support her."

The beloved sighed, and turned the bucket containing the medicinal materials upside down, with the mouth of the bucket facing down to dry the water, and his voice became a little heavy.

"Where do you think that little girl Wen Zi can go?"

Xin Yi was silent.

Judging from the information collected so far, Wen Zi liked Du Zhongqing, but the family arranged a marriage. On the one hand, her relationship was not going well, and on the other hand, she was beaten and scolded by her stepfather, so she ran away from home in a fit of anger.

But where can a girl's family go, who can say for sure?
"Tomorrow, you can find a painter and come to the store. Let's draw a small portrait of Wen Zi, and then post a list to find someone."

It's not a solution to keep looking for it like this.

All Xin Yi could think of was the "missing notice" for later generations, but Wen Zi didn't have a photo, so how could she find someone?
She thought about portraits.

Unexpectedly, before the words fell, laughter from the staff came from outside the hall.

"Boss, Commander Cao is here."

Xin Yi's eyes lit up, and he immediately had an idea.

In terms of calligraphy and painting skills, how many painters in Bianjing are comparable to Cao Yi?

(End of this chapter)