I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

"I asked Qingsong to follow his traces and found out that he was from the Zhou family in the north of the city."

 Listening to Zhang Yishan's narration, Bai Yunxi was stunned, "Zhou family? What do you do?"

“The Zhou family is a local merchant and runs several large car shops and inns. This is all we know so far, and we are still investigating others.”

 Zhang Yishan said, her eyes still filled with confusion. There was no way that the Zhou family's situation had anything to do with their family. What was the purpose of that person staring at their family? It was very puzzling.

It would be unreasonable to drive someone away or beat him up. After all, he didn't do anything excessive, but it would be unreasonable to leave him alone.

Looking at Zhang Yishan’s frown, Bai Yunxi became curious.

“Our family has not made friends with anyone since we first came to Fucheng, and we have never heard of the Zhou family. There is no reason for him to keep an eye on our family.”

Bai Yunxi stood at the door in silence for a moment, patted Zhang Yishan's hand,

"Don't pay attention to this kind of anticlimactic person. If he is really an acquaintance or relative of ours, he can come to our door openly. If not, just treat him as curious about the new governor, and let him watch the excitement."

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Hearing Zhang Yishan's plan, Bai Yunxi nodded in agreement, "You have done well, and I feel relieved. Whatever happens in the future, just do it boldly. As long as you are reasonable, you don't have to worry about anything else."

Hearing the tone of several people, Du Shi felt extremely happy.

“I like jujube paste stuffing, and I also like it with a sweet taste, otherwise it always feels like it’s not a festive flavor.”

After sleeping until dawn, Baiyun Xi was stunned for a moment when he opened his eyes and looked at the familiar curtain, then thought of Wenyou.

Mrs. Zhu held a sewing frame and sat beside her to keep her company. She looked at the time and then reminded her softly.

 “Is that person still there now?”

While talking, the two of them came to the front yard together.

“Qingshan, go and see if he is hiding or leaving?”

Hearing Mrs. Zhu’s reminder, Baiyunxi turned her head and looked at the hourglass next to her. It was already time and it was indeed time to rest. At her age, she couldn't stay up late, and she could die suddenly if she wasn't careful.

A small businessman's family, no matter how bold it is, would not dare to provoke the official residence.

At present, they are only friends with Aunt Wu, and the rest have not yet delivered anything to their door, especially food.

 Qingshan said and stamped his feet. When he was holding the door and looking out, the man was still standing at the entrance of the alley opposite. As soon as the old lady and mistress came, he hid.

Qingshan saw his master approaching and trotted up to meet him. Before he could salute, Zhang Yishan waved her hand.

Mid-Autumn Festival means admiring the moon and eating mooncakes. Baiyunxi looked at the various mooncakes pressed out of the mold and waved her hand.

“Hurry up, steam part of it in the pot, and bake part of it. Pick out the ones with good-looking patterns and give them to the Wu family as souvenirs. It’s a little bit of our appreciation.”

Occasionally, I looked up at the doorway and thought to myself, Wenyou has been out for a day, and I wonder if she will be back at night?

Qingshan said, ran over, and ran back after a while, shaking his head,

 “Old lady, that person has left.”

Although hawthorn is harmful to food intake, it should not be overdosed.

"This is also where my daughter-in-law is confused. Because of this, she doesn't dare to act rashly. I have asked Qingsong to check to see if there is anyone behind the Zhou family. Qingshan also watched the door carefully."

 The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law turned around and went back.

 “Old lady, it’s getting late, you should rest.”

A few people chatted and laughed, and the day passed.

“Grandma, this sour fruit flavor is delicious. I like the fruity flavor.” Yaya was holding a piece of hawthorn mooncake, her eyes bright.

 The incident at the door was forgotten by the two of them.

 Two hundred five. Two hundred and thirty four. One hundred and forty six. Seventy-one

 “Hey, let’s go.”

“Don’t worry, mother, I will make arrangements.”

Yunxi pinched her eldest granddaughter’s cheek.

Hearing her mother-in-law's tone, Zhang Yishan put the used bamboo stick next to her, wiped her hands with a handkerchief, and followed suit.

 Du Shi prepared a lot of fillings and wanted everyone to taste them one by one, so he cut the mooncakes into many pieces and placed them on a tray with small bamboo skewers next to them for everyone to choose and taste.

　　"Running away, I really don't know what this person sang."

 In short, they have no acquaintances or relatives in Fucheng.

“Go back to the old lady, the mistress is still here, please follow the younger one.”

“Mom, you see, this man doesn’t look like a spy, nor does he look like he has any malicious intentions. He is actually very difficult to deal with.”

“Grandma still prefers old-fashioned flavors, like this five-nut flavor, salt-and-pepper nut flavor, which tastes good. Others are a bit too sweet for me.”

“Compared to the salty ones, I like the peach blossom cakes made by my sister-in-law. One bite is full of the sweetness of peach blossoms. My sister-in-law has the talent of making pastries.”

"The man was still there when I came to my mother's place. It's hard to tell now. I asked Qingshan not to alert others, but to wait for news from Qingsong. Once we find out more about it, it won't be too late to deal with that man."

Lying on the bed, looking at the white dandelions embroidered on the blue window curtains, I pondered for a while and then fell asleep.

Bai Yunxi stood at the door and looked at the alley for a moment.

 After dinner, Bai Yunxi washed up and then lay on the Arhat bed, holding a book in his hand and flipping through it gently.

 “The man is still there.”

There was laughter and laughter in the banyan tree hall, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were making moon cakes in the yard with the girl and mother-in-law. While he was busy with his work, he did not delay in joking and joking. For a time, the whole mansion was filled with a joyful atmosphere. The servants saw their masters happy and felt relaxed.

After the mooncakes were steamed, they turned out to be better-looking than they had imagined. Occasionally there were a few cracks with too much stuffing, but this did not affect the taste, so they were given directly to the maids and ladies to try.

Baiyunxi was very surprised and stood up directly.

"Mother Zhang bought this. It was originally pickled sour fruit. I brought some to make fillings." Du Shi looked at the mooncake filling in her daughter's hand and explained with a smile.

With doubts in Bai Yunxi's eyes, with Zhang Yishan's support, they walked to the gate together and followed the guidance of Qingshan. I don't know if it was because she was slow or because she alerted the other person. Bai Yunxi only had time to see a corner of the crimson clothes before the person turned into the alley opposite and hid himself.

“You can’t eat too much even if you like it. Mooncakes are not strong enough to be digested.”

I wonder if that girl came back last night?

Hearing the noise in the room, the maids and ladies waiting at the door came in one after another carrying wash water.

 “Old lady, you are awake, and my servant will wait for you to get up.”

Bai Yunxi agreed and watched Mrs. Zhu soak the cloth skillfully and apply it on her face. The warm feeling made her mind wake up instantly, and she asked casually.

“Wen Youke is back?”