Chapter 145 Boredom

Author: Qiye

Chapter 145 Boredom

After crying, Song Huan felt much better.

The "alarm" was set up that night.

Song Huan clapped her hands, stretched, and said lazily to herself, "Go out for a late-night snack!"

Jian'an County is prosperous, and the liveliness at night is no worse than during the day, let alone Yangjiang Prefecture.

In the tea shed under the big tree where Song Huan stayed during the day, the storyteller went to work again, returned to his exclusive position, and continued to tell all kinds of new and interesting stories heartily.

Different from her mood during the day, Song Huan was in a very calm mood at this time.

She leaned under the big tree, folded her arms and used the light from the lantern in the tea shed to see clearly the excitement inside.

At this time, not only were the seats full, but even the aisles were crowded with people. There were salesmen who were busy walking around the streets during the day, workers who worked hard at the docks, waiters, craftsmen, etc. who were working during the day.

There are two words written on their faces, joy.

All worries were forgotten at this moment.

It's nothing more than contentment and happiness.

Song Huan curled her lips, her petite figure disappeared into the lively crowd, and the sound of storytelling gradually faded away.

The big tree above the tea shed now appeared as a phantom, looming like water ripples, revealing her once modern home.

Everything in the past was like this tea shed. Song Huan left it behind and slowly distanced himself from them.

Song Huan took a deep breath and regained his composure.

Seeing the wide long street, thousands of lights, and bustling people, Song Huan picked at the silk thread in her purse and said to the vendor opposite, "Let's have a scallion meat pie."

Song Huan looked at the messy purse in her hand, and she felt embarrassed in her heart, clenching it tightly in her hand.

I don't know how many purses Fu Yuanzhi has made for her. Ever since Fu Yuanzhi discovered this little problem of hers, he has specially embroidered a few more of the embroidery patterns on them, trying to make them "survive" longer.

"The meatloaf is ready, girl, please take it!" the vendor shouted loudly, wrapped the scallion meatloaf in oil paper and handed it directly to Song Huan.

Song Huan took it, thanked him, took a sip, and started chewing.

Food can heal a lot.

If not, then eat more.

This is Song Huan's way of venting her anger besides crying.

Of course, you can't be unrestrained and pay attention to the right amount in everything.

next morning

Song Huan had already woken up. This was a biological clock that had been formed over many years.

She can no longer sleep until three hours in the sun like she did when she first came here.

Perhaps her soul needs to be warmed and nourished to adapt to her original body.

Song Huan performed two sets of punches full of energy.

She should enjoy the long-lost relaxation and freedom.

After Song Huan knew that someone had entered the house and rummaged through things, she couldn't leave the money.

After confirming that all the money was taken with him, he left the yard again.

Song Huan wandered all the way.

Came to a ferry.

There is a row of men sitting on the pier on one side.

Song Huan, dressed in men's clothing, went over and asked why.

It turns out that they are all here waiting for people to call them to do work, such as moving and so on.

Now is not the busy time for farming, and there is nothing to do at home. It is better to sit here and occasionally earn a few or more than ten cents a day, which is better than staying at home and earning nothing.

This is already an old rule.

Whenever the steward of any house needs help temporarily, he will ask the servants to come here and call for help.

As Song Huan didn't seem to be leaving yet, several men felt a little unhappy.

They were afraid that this young junior would steal their jobs.

At this time, a young man ran over and ordered a few people. Seeing that a young man named Song Huan was also waiting here, he kindly called her over as well.

Song Huan shook his head and said, "I am not the same group as them."

The boy said, "Why are you wasting your time here?"

You have nothing to do!

The boy is right, Song Huan just has nothing to do!

Song Huan walked around aimlessly. When he met someone who was curious, he would come up and ask a few questions, and then leave again.

Stayed like this for two days.

Song Huan decided to visit Zhongyan Temple that day.

I heard that the incense is very powerful and makes wishes effective.

Although Song Huan didn't believe it, she was still free to take a look at the differences between the temples in this big city and the temples she had been to before.

The road to the temple is winding and rugged. There is a small path for the common people, and there is also a road for the carriages of wealthy people.

But before Song Huan arrived at Zhongyan Temple, he was surrounded by four men who suddenly appeared.

Song Huan looked at the four people opposite him warily and said, "Brothers, what are you doing? There is no wealth in robbery, and there is no sex in robbery."

Several men looked at each other, and one of them said, "Where is the account book?"

Song Huan was confused, "???Ledger? What kind of ledger?"

The man looked at Song Huan's "unrepentant" look and said, "Stop pretending! Hand over the account book and we can leave you a note for the body."

Song Huan said speechlessly, "I really don't know what the account book is! Did you find the wrong person?"

She is just an ordinary person. She only has a little over two hundred taels in her pocket. How can she have any account books?!

One of the men came out and said, "You stayed in Qingfeng Village for so long, didn't you just do it for the account books?! Stop fooling us!"

Song Huan, "!!!"

WOC, isn't Qingfeng Village an ordinary bandit village?

She wouldn't be so cruel and get involved in some messy trouble, would she?!

Song Huan explained with a bitter face, "Brothers, listen to me, I'm just going to save people! The two uncles in the escort agency are my relatives, can I not save them? Can I not save them even if they die?

?Suppose your relatives were kidnapped, wouldn’t you rescue them?..."

Song Huan chattered a lot.

Several men watched Song Huan slobbering all by himself, talking non-stop and out of breath.

A few men, "..."

It seems that they can just kidnap people, but it seems that they are not responsible for questioning.

So, who started it?

The person who spoke first silently touched his nose and thought to himself, he didn't do it on purpose. Wasn't he being led astray by the person opposite!

Several men looked at each other, not bothering to listen to Song Huan's nonsense, so they directly drew their swords and started to attack.

Seeing this, Song Huan knew that the other party would not let him go, so he took out a dagger and started to resist.

Song Huan was very lucky to have martial arts at her side, otherwise she would not have had the guts to take her brother and the others out on a study tour.

These men are not ordinary people. Knowing that Song Huan can destroy the entire Qingfeng Village, their force value must be high.

Therefore, the martial arts skills of those who come here are also the best among the best.

Fortunately, Adi, Fu Yuanzhi and the others are not around.

Song Huan struggled with one against four.

They came completely prepared.

It was probably the work of these people that the yard was ransacked before.

When Song Huan's dagger cut through the opponent's skin, she was also stabbed, and the smell of blood was strong in the air.

Song Huan couldn't take care of her wounds, and the four people gave her no chance to break through.

Song Huan frowned, this was not going to work. Even if she was strong, the other party would suffer a lot of injuries, but she was still at a disadvantage.

One against four, two fists cannot defeat four hands.

She had to find a way to escape first.

If you can't fight, run away!

And even if it comes to killing people to protect themselves, this is not a good place to kill people and bury their bodies.

If she is found to have killed someone and is reported to be involved in jail, not only will no one be able to save her, but Adi, Fu Yuanzhi and the others will also be dragged into the water.

The gain outweighs the loss.

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