Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 92
"So, you disguised yourself as a man and brought your younger siblings to visit relatives in Hangzhou?"

Zhao Jian didn't seem surprised after hearing Ding Shitou's story, but pointed out another fact.

Ding Shitou did not mention her gender in her story, and she showed herself in men's clothing outside.

But he had confirmed her sex with his own hands.

"...Yes." Ding Shitou had no choice but to admit, and pleaded again, "My lord, if I didn't dress up as a man, I'm afraid I would have died on the way."

"Little brothers and sisters are only this big, if something happens to me, how will they live..."

Ding Shitou couldn't help sobbing a few times as he spoke, feeling very miserable.

Even her tone and voice returned to that of a woman, she was as weak as a delicate flower in the wind and rain for a moment, how could she still have the wit of choking and bargaining just now?

Zhao Jian didn't speak any more, but handed her the money bag hooked on her finger.Although she handed it in the wrong direction, she immediately reached out and took it with bright eyes.

"This money is the dowry that I have accumulated over the years and my mother left me. I wanted to find my aunt and marry my cousin so that my siblings would also have a place to stay. Who knew..."

Ding Shitou quietly opened the money bag and touched it, making sure that the banknotes had not been tampered with, so he was relieved, but the amount of money was not small, so he had to explain it.

"I'm sorry for the child of my family. My mother left early. I haven't known what my aunt and cousin look like for more than ten years. I haven't seen them in the city for a long time, so I have to retreat to Nancheng Village."

"My family has a hard life, and I dare not tell the truth to the villagers, so as not to be looked down upon by others, and I am even more afraid of attracting bad people. While going to the city to make a living, I also have to look for relatives."

"You can't stay in Nancheng Village without going out, let alone stay in the master's mansion without going out. You can only make money while resigning yourself to fate..."

Ding Shitou took back the money bag, and thought of the trouble of Yingmao's servant, so he said a few more words.

Complaining and pleading, this idle young master, maybe let her go out of mercy?
"Even if you don't remember their names, there must be some other impressions. If you think about it carefully, I will help you find someone."

Zhao Jian was really merciful, but it was far from what Ding Shitou had in mind.

"..." Ding Shitou was a little dumbfounded, and after thinking about it, he said helplessly, "My family thinks about this problem every day, but I remember living in Hangzhou, and I have never been here before, so I can only wander around."

"I look like a mother, I just hope that one day my aunt will recognize her when she bumps into her." He made up another sentence.

"If you play like a kid, even if your aunt buys vegetables from you, she probably won't recognize you," Zhao Jian reminded.

"Isn't it possible that there is a mole between the eyebrows of my servant, and it is easier to see it when I pretend to be a kid. My aunt knows about this mole."

Ding Shitou quickly explained that it was just to prevent Zhao Jian from interfering in her "finding people and relatives".

She is dressed as a woman, the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows is deliberately covered by bangs, or she has a forehead decoration, which is easy to be ignored if you don't look carefully. She wears her hair back tightly so that she can be seen at a glance.

Of course, more often they wear hats or tie a cloth scarf, the purpose is to cover up this sign of enhanced identification.

As a gangster, she often has to change her identity and dress up. This kind of cover-up behavior is what she is best at.

For example, there are Zhabujin today, if she doesn't tell, no one else will know.

"I'll touch it." Zhao Jian suddenly raised his hand, as if looking for the position of Ding Shitou's forehead.

"..." Ding Shitou was speechless. Is this guy curious or doesn't believe her?

This lie is nine truths and one falsehood, and the most taboo thing is that the listener does not believe it.

　Stone, you have so many plays!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)