You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 30 Silk Flower
The waiter served the dishes, and the three of them didn't use much, each dish was used up after just a little bit of chopsticks, and they had to save their stomachs for the miscellaneous snacks on the street.

Wen Qing'er drank a few mouthfuls of soup and couldn't sit still, and urged: "Two sisters, use it quickly, and the two sword-wielding brothers and sisters at the street will leave in a while!"

"Qing'er, don't be in a hurry, there are more fun things." He said to make Wen Qing'er not in a hurry, and the two moved a lot faster, put down their chopsticks, and wiped the corners of their mouths with a handkerchief. Luo Yi laughed and said: "Let's go, Qing'er is so impatient."

The three of them joined hands and walked out of Zuixiao Tower. As soon as they went out, there was Yinghu Street, and Yinghu Lake was right next to the street. There was a pavilion in the middle of the lake. Today, many girls worshiped the moon in the pavilion.

It was just getting dark at this time, and the shops on the side of the road lit up their lanterns early. The orange lights stretched all the way to the end.On both sides of the road, there are wonton sellers, sugar kneaders, opera singers, and fortune tellers shouting one after another, so lively!

Wen Qinger held a bunch of candied haws in her left hand, and a bag of fried chestnuts in her right hand. The hands of the two servant girls behind her were also full. When she saw an old lady selling silk flowers, Wen Qinger ran over with her two sisters, " This silk flower is novel, and it matches my sister." Picking up the silk flower in the basket, she compared it to Song Yulan's hair.

Song Yulan took it, and Dai asked in his hair, "Does it look good?"

"It's good to wear anything with my sister's appearance." Luo Yi laughed happily.

Wen Qing'er was about to take out some money to buy it, but saw the little boy in the old woman's arms staring at the candied haws in his hand, his big eyes were blinking, his little face was dirty and dripping, and there were two patches on his belly pocket. It's a patch, and the old woman is also the same, she is dressed in coarse linen clothes that have been washed white, her hair is full of silver threads, and her back is stooped.

Wen Qing'er sighed softly, and paid all the money she got from selling clothes, so she was free from bondage even though she was sick.Last year, every household in central Beijing donated money and goods to the soldiers and civilians in the frontiers. In recent years, the corvee tax has been heavy. It seems that even the people around the capital are having a hard time now.

Wen Qing'er squatted down, picked a few more silk flowers in the basket, took advantage of the old woman's inattention, poured out the silver curly from the purse, and quietly stuffed them into the paper bag for roasting chestnuts.

"Grandma, how much are these?"

"It's 22 coins in total. If the young lady is beautiful, it's only [-] coins." The old woman stretched out two fingers tremblingly, and she lost two teeth when she spoke.

Ask Nianxia to count twenty coins, Wen Qing'er took it, and handed the money and the paper bag to her mother-in-law: "Thank you mother-in-law for saving me two coins, I just bought these chestnuts, if mother-in-law doesn't mind it, I can accept it as a thank you gift." Bar."

The child stretched out his hand to grab it, and the old woman moved her lips tremblingly, teaching the little boy in her arms to say, "Say thank you, Miss!" The son didn't care, smiled at the little boy and took the two sisters away.

Seeing Wen Qing'er walking away, the little boy opened the paper bag and handed the chestnuts to the mother-in-law first: "Grandmother eat."

The mother-in-law felt her lips cool, and looked down at the chestnut in her grandson's hand. When the street lights illuminated, the "chestnut" in her hand had a metallic luster.

It's silver!
The old woman's breath was stagnant, and she quickly opened the paper bag, and sprinkled a layer of silver melon seeds and silver melon seeds in it!The old woman's hands trembled, and then she raised her head to look for Wen Qing'er, there was still a shadow there!There were crowds of people on the street, like looking for a needle in a haystack, where could I find her.

I had no choice but to pull my little grandson and bowed and bowed in the direction where Wen Qing'er left, begging the Bodhisattva to bless that young lady for a safe life.

(End of this chapter)