"Why are you leaving it outside the inn and not being sent back?" Xia Zhaoyi was puzzled.
"I said I don't know where Miss Xu's home is. I'm afraid that if others ask me about it, it will bring bad reputation to Miss Xu."
Xia Zhaoyi thought of the candied haws that Su Yumei mentioned when she was in Xucheng, nodded, and said warmly: "It's really good to think about a girl like this, but it's a pity that there are many injustices in it."
"Unfair?" He was confused, "Where is the unfairness?"
"Do you still remember Liu Xianbao, who pursued me by Bajiang Lake in March last year?"
Zhili immediately reacted: "Yes, that brat Liu Xianbao was so shameless that I repeatedly beat him into a pig's head, but no one said he wasn't. When he mentioned it, the neighbors all laughed. If it were a girl, even if he had been beaten long ago,
The spittle stars drowned."
As he said that, he thought of another person: "Also, senior sister, that arrogant man who stopped us outside the door and claimed to be Zhang. What girl would be like this? There must be such a presumptuous woman.
Powerful people, but when it comes to men, eight out of ten are so self-righteous. You don't know, he was here again last night."
"Don't mention him." Xia Zhaoyi said.
"Well, it's annoying to mention it," Zhili changed the subject, "However, the sugar cane looks particularly juicy. I wanted to eat it, but I was too embarrassed to tell Brother Shen that I would buy it myself later."
Xia Zhaoyi smiled: "Okay, bring me some too. Xizhou sugarcane is indeed sweet. In a few days, it will be unavailable on the market."
"Um!"
After drinking the bone soup, the senior sister and brother went back and turned around a corner of the garden. In the bright spring light, the sound of the Su family brothers and sisters quarreling could be heard in the distance.
"It's so noisy," Zhi Li said, "I'll go take a look!"
After crossing the pond and leaving the pavilion, Su Yumei and Su Heng were quarreling beside the flowers. There were four or five children standing behind Su Yumei.
He said he was standing, but more like hiding or shrinking. At first glance, it looked like Su Heng was bullying these children again.
Zhili had a good opinion of Su Heng and felt that he might have guessed wrong.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhili approaching. Su Heng looked towards him and his eyes fell on the girl further behind him. Su Heng stopped arguing and turned to look at the grass, his chest rising and falling violently with anger.
"Sister Su, what's going on?" Zhili asked.
Su Yumei looked at Su Heng and said to Zhili: "Do you still remember those small things I took out when we were in Xucheng?"
"Yeah, remember."
Su Heng frowned and glared at Su Yumei.
Su Yumei ignored the anger in his eyes and continued: "My brother also has a share. He and I had an argument a few days ago and threw it away in anger. These children picked it up and now I don't know where it is."
Bili looked at the child behind Su Yumei.
The children looked nervous and huddled together.
"So that's it." Zhili said.
Su Heng pursed his lips, suddenly raised his hand, and said to Zhili: "Su, please leave first."
Watching him leave, Zhili raised his hand and touched a child's head: "Xiao Anzi, tell brother, do you still remember where you left it?"
The boy named Xiao Anzi shook his head timidly.
"It's okay, I don't blame you," Su Yumei said softly, "It's not my brother, it's his fault for being reckless and getting angry at you."
"However," Zhili Surong said, "Sister Su, if that thing is lost, will the consequences be serious?"
Su Yumei's expression became solemn: "I can't say for sure, but in this mansion, not many people should know each other, so it should...not be serious."
Zhili nodded in relief and looked at Xia Zhaoyi who was approaching: "Senior sister, those gadgets are lost."
Xia Zhaoyi had just heard their conversation and nodded.
When the children saw her, they all said, "Miss Ah Li."
"Sister Ah Li."
"Big, big lady..."
"You really can't remember?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.
Several children looked at each other and shook their heads aggrievedly.
"Then help me look for it. If I can find it, everyone will give me a bag of dried meat, okay?"
"okay."
"If you don't send dried meat, we will look for it."
"Yes, we will look for it."
Xia Zhaoyi smiled, raised her hand and patted a little girl on the shoulder: "Go ahead."
The children dispersed in a hurry.
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Jinchang Road.
A group of porters carrying things stopped at the back door of Taochun Building.
The waiter opened the door, looked at the leader's belt and shoulder pole, and confirmed that the belt was brown with black stripes as the third lady had warned, and that there were three rings carved on the shoulder pole, and then he put the person in.
Quan Jiuwei went in alone, and the others wanted to follow, but he ordered them to stay out.
The waiter could see at a glance that he was not the tallest among these people, and he was as skinny as a stick, but he was the most fierce and fierce one, like the kind of desperate gangster who licks blood from his knife edge and kills people regardless of the consequences.
Quan Jiuwei followed the waiter to the private room upstairs, where Zhang Yunjun had been waiting for a long time.
Seeing that only one person came in, Zhang Yunyun frowned slightly: "Are you the only one?"
"That's enough." Quan Jiuwei walked over, put the pole beside him, sat down in front of Zhang Yunyun, raised his hand to pick up the beef strips on the table, and stuffed it into his mouth.
"I didn't find them," Zhang Yunyun said in a deep voice, "I have used all possible methods. Maybe these people are not as chivalrous as you said."
Quan Jiuwei chewed the beef loudly and slurred in his mouth: "Because no one has died yet. If a few people die, and blood is spattered in the street, that junior brother will not be able to sit still."
Seeing his dirty fingers tearing into the plate, Zhang Junyun felt sick: "Did you write those words?"
"Yes," Quan Jiuwei simply brought the whole plate to him, took big gulps, and devoured it, "You heard about the ancestral halls outside the city last night, right?"
"Um."
"I heard that those words left in each ancestral hall are different."
"If you say it's the ancestors who are responsible, those are the words of their ancestors."
Quan Jiuwei said calmly: "It must be A Li's group who did it."
"I have a vague guess, but my hands can't stretch that far."
Quan Jiuwei ate up the last bit of beef strips, stretched out his tongue to lick the crumbs on the plate, wiped his mouth, and then said: "This matter is easy, you can just send people to spread it."
"Spreading... about the ancestral hall is related to Ah Li?"
"That's right, since she wants to pretend to be a ghost, let her not be able to do it. If she offends so many clan forces, there will only be more people to deal with her."
