The West Wind is a song that leaves people mourning

Chapter 83 Osmanthus Rice Balls
As soon as the west wind left, the north wind blew, and with the few rains ahead, the sky turned cold all of a sudden.

The matter in the capital finally came to an end with a referendum, but who knows how many undercurrents lie beneath this seemingly calm sea.

It's just that the so-called major national affairs are too far away from the lives of ordinary people in the city. In troubled times, it is not easy to survive.

The days go by day by day, and the winter solstice arrives in a blink of an eye. It is also the time of reunion of the year, and pedestrians on the road are rushing.

Wei Ran was originally worried that Bai Ying would attack Murong Qian again, but nothing bad seemed to happen during this time, and Murong Qian never mentioned leaving Murong's house again, so his heart gradually relaxed.

Standing outside the Lin Mansion with Murong Qian, Wei Ran looked at the way the passers-by went home, and seemed to have more homecoming emotions.

He said, "Officer Lin just left, and it's reasonable that Mrs. Lin doesn't want to see you. You don't have to be too sad."

Staff Officer Lin is the most trusted person around Murong Hai. He was by his side when Murong Hai fell ill and was sent to the hospital. As a result, Murong Hai died before he was sent to the hospital. He thought he was to blame and swallowed the gun in Murong Hai's mourning hall. committed suicide.

If Murong Qian said she wasn't sad, she would be lying. She had been visiting the Lin mansion for more than a month, but she hadn't even seen Mrs. Lin's face.

But she was not discouraged, and still said relaxedly, "At worst, I'll come here a few more times, but my brother's hospital is so busy, he doesn't need to take time to accompany me every day."

"How can that be?" Wei Ran insisted, "We've agreed to do it together."

Murong smiled slightly, "Okay, I see, Aunt Jie must be waiting for you to go back for the holidays! But brother, go back quickly!"

Wei Ran showed a worried look, "Aren't you going back... I understand, then you should pay attention to safety."

As he said that, he glanced at the thin monkey again, and the thin monkey hurriedly patted his chest to reassure.

After this period of time, Wei Ran found that apart from talking a lot, the thin monkey was quite safe in doing things. With him around, he felt relieved.

The thin monkey followed behind Murong Qian, circling east and west, looking in the direction, thinking that Murong Qian would go home after relaxing, but unexpectedly she stopped in front of a shed with one side against the wall and three sides with air leakage.

The thin monkey was a little surprised and asked, "Miss, do you want to go in?"

Murong Qian stepped forward, "The glutinous rice balls here are delicious."

The thin monkey looked at the shed with no diners except the storekeeper who was dozing by the fire, and he was a little unbelieving.

At this time, the shopkeeper who was dozing off heard the sound and had already woken up. When he saw Murong Qian walking in, he was taken aback for a moment before getting up to say hello.

He said, "Miss really knows how to eat. My family's glutinous rice balls are all ancestral craftsmanship from selecting rice into flour, kneading noodles, and mixing fillings. It has been open for decades in Haicheng alone. It is definitely the best in the city." A dumpling shop."

Skinny Monkey saw that the store owner was just a young man a few years older than him, and it wasn't too late. The stove seemed to be sealed off, and it was still in the winter solstice, so it was clear that the business was not good. Not decades old."

That's what he said, but he still sat down with Murong Qian.

"It's said that it's a handicraft handed down from the ancestors, so the store has passed it down." The store brought up two bowls of tea, put it down and said, "What do you two want to eat?"

Murong Qian said directly, "Two bowls of sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice balls, no, one bowl to eat at the store, and two bowls to take away."

Skinny Monkey jokingly said, "Miss is going to pack it up and eat it with Master Murong."

Murong smiled slightly, "It's getting late, you can take it back to eat with your mother!"

The thin monkey immediately said, "How can this work, I have to send the young lady back to the mansion safely."

Before he could convince Murong Qian, another person came into the shed.

Seeing someone coming, he was even more reluctant to leave.

(End of this chapter)