Through her wet clothes, Song Huiyue felt that Yinxiao was not at the end of her rope and had no fever.
"Don't use too much force on that leg. It's easier to go up the mountain than to go down the mountain. If you hold me up, I can stand more steadily."
Yin Xiao obediently leaned forward, and the two of them walked down step by step.
"Four years ago, I could barely carry you," Song Huiyue lamented. "At that time, you were only as big as a chicken. I didn't expect you to be taller than me now."
Yin Xiao had selectively forgotten the appearance of his little chicken. When Song Huiyue mentioned it, he immediately remembered it with shame.
At that time, he had been crawling around in the mountains for several days. He was dirty, smelly, black and thin, and his chicks were prettier than him.
Song Huiyue smiled again and said: "You lied to me and said you were a refugee. That year happened to be a flood in the Yangtze River. I believed it and took you back on my back."
Yin Xiao smiled sheepishly.
This was the first time he lied to Song Huiyue, and it was also the last time.
At that time, he was injured and was either captured or died in the mountains.
He fled in fear, until he was dying and waiting to die in the deep mountains.
When he was about to die, he used his last strength to climb up an old tree, lay on the branch and looked at the sky.
The sky is clear, the eyes are full of clear light, and the wings of birds are covered with a layer of golden light, chirping and flying around.
He was very content to be able to escape from the prison and die here.
As he was waiting to die, he heard someone talking under the tree in a daze.
Looking down, he saw a little girl standing under the tree, with her hands on her hips and her head raised, talking to him.
"who are you?"
The leaves cut off the sunlight and fell on her face. She narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyelashes were shining with golden light, and her big eyes were dark and shining.
Yinxiao answered her in a strange way: "My name is Yinxiao."
"I can't go up, can you come down?" Song Huiyue shouted.
"Yes." So Yin Xiao used her last bit of strength to roll down from the tree, rolling her hungry, thin, and injured body to Song Huiyue's feet.
Song Huiyue was startled and her eyes widened, feeling that she had been blackmailed.
After that, Yin Xiao found a client in the Song family and signed a long-term contract. This blackmail lasted for four years.
Song Huiyue was as tired as a donkey and finally got Yinxiao back to the village, shocking Mrs. Song and the others.
While Mrs. Song was mumbling, she bathed, ate, and applied medicine. She applied so much medicine that her swollen head looked like it had been waxed, which was very ugly.
She didn't care, she ate and drank enough, then fell asleep. She slept until dark, and in her dream, she had a fierce fight with the big insect with all its teeth and claws.
Song Qinghui held her head and looked left and right: "Sister, did you let anyone beat you?"
"The mosquitoes are attacking." Song Huiyue took off his hand and brought tea to drink, "Auntie, I want to eat the fish meat from Yuhu Restaurant. Let's go back to Tanzhou Mansion tomorrow."
It's not safe to hide here, so why are you hiding?
Mrs. Song sighed, nodded in agreement, and asked everyone to pack their things.
Just like when they came here, the Song family did not cause any disturbance when they returned and entered Hengyu Street quietly.
The house had not been occupied for a while and needed to be cleaned and replaced. Mrs. Song and her two aunts also wanted to buy things for the wedding, so Song Qinghui was handed over to Song Huiyue.
Song Huiyue led Song Qinghui to make mud balls, while Yin Xiao followed and watched the two of them playing with the mud.
"Don't you know whether Huang Wenqiu is being honest or not during this period?"
Yin Xiao immediately said: "I will go find out now."
Song Huiyue waved her muddy hand: "No, please return the knife to Zhang Xutang and be nice."
After saying that, she shook off the mud spots on her hands, leaned against the tree trunk, and sat down tiredly.
The soap eagle chases the purple swallow, and the fierce tiger eats the lamb.
Huang Wenqiu is a purple swallow, and she is a soap sculpture. However, in the hands of the Zhang family, Zhang Xutang is a tiger, and she is just a little lamb.
Yin Xiao got up and left. He came back half an hour later and said to Song Huiyue: "It's done."
Song Huiyue had already washed her hands and was eating snacks with Song Qinghui. After hearing this, she asked: "How can you pay it back?"
Yin Xiao told the truth: "I threw it at the door of the Zhang family, and the steward surnamed Zhan picked it up."
Song Huiyue nodded and continued eating snacks.
Yin Xiao retreated and guarded the corner door, thinking that just now two members of the Zhang family chased him and made him throw them into the ditch one by one. He didn't hurt them, so he should be kind.
Song Huiyue wasted her time at home and did not embroider a single thread. After dinner, she changed into Song Qinghui's clothes and went for a walk by the Xiang River.
Passing by Wangfu Street, she turned a blind eye to the palace and slipped away quietly.
At this juncture, even though King Jin was handsome, she didn't dare to get involved rashly.
She was blowing in the wind by the river with her hands behind her back. The autumn wind suddenly picked up, causing her to sneeze and startling a pair of wild mandarin ducks.
When the wild mandarin ducks saw her, they felt as if they had seen a ghost.
The female duck put on her curtain hat and ran away. Her gold hairpins and rings were ringing together, which was very nice. The gold hairpin on her head flashed past, and Song Huiyue's big eyes flashed. The male duck stood there tremblingly, with a look on his face.
Three points white.
It turned out to be Huang Wenqiu and Luo Huiniang.
"You, when did you come back?"
Song Huiyue didn't expect such a coincidence, so she replied: "Today."
Huang Wenqiu hurriedly explained: "We didn't do anything. I came to make it clear to her that we will never meet again... in the future."
Song Huiyue smiled slightly and took a step forward: "That's good."
As she stepped forward, Huang Wenqiu stepped back, almost falling into the water, and barely managed to stand still. His face became even paler.
"Don't come here, I don't know how to swim!"
Song Huiyue spread her hands innocently: "I just want to take a walk with you. Let's go for a walk together."
Huang Wenqiu approached her as if he were dead. If he had any affection for Song Huiyue before, now he was only afraid of Song Huiyue.
He was so afraid that he even considered becoming a monk.
He was extremely afraid of Song Huiyue, but Song Huiyue thought that he was very lovable and the best husband.
Not too tall or short, not fat or thin, not too charming nor ugly, not too rich nor too poor, not stupid but not smart either.
He also failed and could not become an official.
A well-shaped clay figurine.
The more Song Huiyue smiled, the more Huang Wenqiu became frightened, so frightened that he actually started to shiver.
Yin Xiao followed from a distance, watching Huang Wenqiu swaying like fallen leaves in the cold wind, thinking that the lady was really powerful, she could scare people to death without using any weapons.
Just as he was about to turn a corner, he was stopped by You Song.
You Song was accompanied by seven or eight idlers, who arranged flowers and wore hats. Du Lan was sandwiched in the middle. He was full of alcohol and was lying on the backs of others. He looked at Yinxiao with drunken eyes: "This is not Song.
Madam Song’s little tail? Why aren’t you with Madam Song today?”
Everyone was laughing and laughing together. Just as Yin Xiao was about to get rid of them, his eyes suddenly saw King Jin hiding in this group of people.
He immediately stopped, became alert, and replied emotionlessly: "It's none of your business."