Peasant Girl Reborn To Revenge

"When was your mother born?" Mother Huang stroked the photo and asked.

"My mother was five or four years old. She gave birth to me when she was twenty." Ye Ziqing remembers that her mother said at that time that she was 20 years older than her daughter. Later, her mother and daughter happened to be ten at the same time.

"Who are there in your family?" Mother Huang looks at Feng Yuqiong's picture, and the more she looks at it, the better she looks.

"There are grandparents, two uncles and a little aunt. My mother is the boss."

"Is it convenient for me to meet your mother when I have a chance?" Mother Huang frowned and said that the possibility of thinking that the other party had parents and siblings was very low, but she still wanted to see herself.

"My mother has taken my sister out to make a living since her divorce. She hasn't come back since. I don't know where she has gone." Speaking of this, ye Ziqing's eyes lit up with red silk. After her mother left and her economic conditions were better in her previous life, she also looked for it in many ways, but there was still no news until she was reborn.

"Poor child, your mother was hurt by a man. She must be hiding somewhere to heal. She will come back to you later." Mother Huang held her in her arms and patted her gently on the back.

"I hope so." She made up her mind to go to Feng's house and ask them if they had any news about their mother.

"Ziqing's mother looks like Uncle Huang. Maybe they were a family five hundred years ago." Yu Muchen joked.

"Well, Ziqing is destined to be my sister." Seeing his mother's reaction, Huang Haohai thought of his missing aunt. For so many years, although they have not given up looking for it, they have no news at all.

"Don't talk about these unhappy things. Let's talk about something else." Ye Ziqing carefully put the photos away, and then put them into the interlayer of the backpack.

"Let's discuss where to eat later?" Lin Hong changed the subject with his delicious nature.

Lin Hong digressed the topic. With the cooperation of Jiangbei war, everyone naturally talked about delicious food until Huang Haohai felt tired. He left Jiangbei war to accompany Huang Haohai in the ward, and Huang's mother went out to dinner with everyone.

The next day, jiangbeizhan accompanied Ye Ziqing out shopping. Ye Ziqing didn't refuse to come to Kyoto. She always had to bring some gifts back for her friends

She is a gift loser. She really doesn't know what to choose. Finally, she went to the department store to choose a scarf, hat and gloves for Li Yuzhu and Lin Feifei. She also brought a set for Qian Duoduo and a sweater. She also bought the same sweater for Qian Chaochao. Although it's not pure wool, it also contains 70% wool, and the quality is also good, She brought Ye Zhenzhen a wool shawl, Qian Jianjun a hero pen and grandma ye a sweater. As for others, she was not so angry.

"Third brother, I want to see pan Jiayuan." Although Ye Ziqing also came to Kyoto in his last life, he came and went in a hurry every time. He hasn't even been to the famous Panjiayuan. Now he wants to see it and see the price of porcelain in the Song Dynasty.

"Ziqing also likes antiques?"

"No special preference, just want to see." Ye Ziqing shakes her head. She is not that kind of artful person. She has no collection hobbies in her previous life and this life, and she doesn't have any antique knowledge. She just wants to see it.

Jiangbei War didn't say much, so she drove her to Panjiayuan. At this time, Panjiayuan was not as lively as later generations. In addition, the weather was cold and it was not a rest day, so the phenomenon of crowded people described in books did not appear.

Ye Ziqing walked slowly along the street with Jiang Beizhan. Sometimes she would squat down and look at the things on the stall, but she didn't fight until she saw a cylindrical tripod the size of a boxer.

"What is this? Censer is not like censer, wine respect is not like wine respect." Ye Ziqing picked it up and asked the stall owner.

"It should be a mini censer, but the shape is a little unique. Are you interested? If you like it, I'll give it to you cheaper." The stall owner didn't know what it was. He was given away when he was shoveling land in the countryside.

"It's useless. The shape is not good-looking and the material is not very good." Ye Ziqing shook his head, put things down, and picked up a copper coin from the Yongzheng period next to him.

"Miss, do you want to buy ancient money? I have ancient money from all periods here. You can choose it, miss. This censer is also good. Although it is not bronze, it is also an excellent metal. I'll give it to you cheaper."

"How much cheaper?" Ye Ziqing asked indifferently.

"A hundred dollars is an antique anyway."

"No, it's not an antique. It's mostly a product of the Republic of China. It's also not a good metal. It's just cast from scrap iron. It has neither collection value nor practical use."

"Miss, how much do you offer?" The stall owner blushed. He really didn't know what to say.

"I'll take ten yuan. It's so small. There's a small orchid planted in it. It doesn't take up space on the desk." Ye Ziqing picked up the censer in the stall owner's mouth and looked at it.

"All right, here you are, miss. It's open." The stall owner didn't expect that this thing could sell for ten yuan. He happily collected the money, wrapped it up with a waste newspaper and gave it to Ye Ziqing.

Ye Ziqing bought 20 Qing Dynasty copper coins from him at the price of one yuan each. Then he left with a smile from the stall owner. Later, he spent more than 500 yuan to buy several gray jade pendants, several handpieces and two sets of jade ornaments on the stall, including two pairs of bracelets, four hairpins, two rings, two pairs of earrings, two necklaces made of jade beads and two bracelets, Finally, he asked the stall owner to use the remaining two bracelets as a tie.

Jiangbeizhan didn't want her to spend her hard-earned money on those jade ornaments that didn't have any luster, but she didn't stop her from liking them. She thought it was a big deal to supply her with the money when she went back.

"Ziqing, what is that cylindrical tripod?" Jiangbei war couldn't help asking.

"It's a medicine tripod. It's used to refine medicine. With it, you can refine real pills." Ye Ziqing recognized the medicine tripod according to the records left by Xianjun.

"How many herbs can you hold so small?" Jiang Beizhan looked at Xiaoding in the newspaper incredulously.

"I don't know. According to ancient records, if it is really a medicine tripod, it can change its size according to the owner's mind."

"Ziqing, you may have been cheated. How can there be such a thing in this world?"

"It's all right, that's ten yuan. If it doesn't work, it can be used as a flowerpot, and you can plant an orchid into it." Ye Ziqing said indifferently. She also thought it was unlikely that this was the earth. It was a mortal world. There should be no magic weapon of the kind that Xianjun said.

"What Ziqing said is that it's only ten yuan. We can afford to lose." Jiangbei Zhan smiled gently, "where else do you want to go?"