"Fresh prey, fresh eggs, shoe uppers and shoe soles are for sale."
People were coming and going on Tonglou Street, and the hawking sounds were much louder than before.
When passing Linglongfang, the girl carrying a basket and hawking was stopped.
"Fresh prey?" Aoki Pheasant asked as he stood at the door, "What's there? Did you hunt it yourself?"
The girl hurriedly put down the basket and introduced enthusiastically: "There are hares and pheasants, and I hunt them all myself."
The clerk at the shop next to me laughed and said, "Miss Xiaoqing, are you going to buy meat again today?"
Qingzhi smiled at them: "The new workshop has been repaired today. Let's reward the craftsmen."
Once it is repaired, we will be able to receive more business. Linglongfang's business is good, and everyone's business is good. The store clerk smiled and congratulated, watching the hawking girl follow Qing Pheasant in.
"Miss Qixing, Brother Meng said that he has already explored the way."
Qixing stood up from the embroidery stand and looked at Chuntao as if he was surprised.
Flower branches are fluttering, colorful lanterns are hung high, and the sounds of hawking and drama come and go.
The expression of the girl sitting upright under the bright lights did not waver at all. There was no sorrow for the deceased, nor was there any reverence for the former leader.
Gao Xiaoliu hurriedly moved to the seven-star table, looked at the wine glass and sniffed vigorously: "What kind of wine? Can I drink it?"
In the capital city on July 7th, the streets were already full of people in the evening. Gao Xiaoliu ran rampant on the streets, causing a commotion among the crowd.
Chuntao smiled shyly: "It's not news, it's a gift from me to Miss Qixing. Tomorrow is the Qiao Qiao Festival."
"Here." Meng Xichang took out another small box from the basket.
There are musicians sitting on one side of the hall, with pipa, flute and drums clanging, and in the middle there are more than a dozen dancers swaying.
Chuntao thanked him and accepted it, then hesitantly took out a purse and handed it to Qixing.
"I will accompany the leader well." Gao Xiaoliu waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, Dad."
This is not fruit wine, and most girls are not so indifferent.
Following the teasing, Gao Xiaoliu ran all the way into Huixian Building. People were coming and going in the building, and they were all shocked when they saw him.
Gao Xiaoliu ignored everyone's teasing, howled "Daddy--" and went to the backyard.
"What news is this?" Qixing asked, taking it.
"Headmaster Luo also liked it very much back then, and even made an appointment to drink it again after hiding it for ten years." Rich Man Gao sighed softly and looked at Qixing out of the corner of his eye.
Meng Xi pointed at the pole: "It's time to sell the firewood at home."
After she said that, she picked up the drink and drank it in one gulp.
The largest private room in Tianzihao was also filled with the sounds of singing and dancing.
…
Chuntao was a little surprised: "What is it?" She said she was about to open it.
Qing Pheasant said from the side: "Miss Chuntao, please stay here tonight."
The seven stars are also smiling.
Qixing also smiled: "Elder Gao didn't invite me here, I came here myself."
Because the festival is approaching, more people come in and out of the city. The Qiqiao Festival is a big festival in the capital, especially a day when women play wantonly, and the street decorations are more colorful than other times.
"Hey, Mr. Liu really can't see you!"
Qixing opened the purse and saw a colorful thread inside.
"I thought you were out," she said.
Gao Xiaoliu sat next to him: "Dad, why did you invite the leader here? The Immortal Tower is not a safe place. Liu Yan is watching."
Zhike and the boy standing aside helped the rich man up.
Chuntao said.
"I dye it myself, don't mind it, Miss." Chuntao said hurriedly.
"Why did Mr. Liu come to Huixianlou?" Regular customers also joked with a smile, "Are you going to celebrate the festival?"
So, Gao Xiaoliu smiled and supported the rich man Gao again: "Dad, you are not in good health. Take a good rest when you wake up. The boss will not blame you. You go and have a rest. I will fulfill my filial piety to my father and stay with the boss."
That’s the door.”
Qixing smiled: "It's good wine, you can drink it."
This... The rich man's expression was stagnant. He almost suspected that the rumors about the illegitimate daughter were really rumors.
Qixing took the note: "It doesn't matter, just know the approximate range." She opened the note, looked at it, and put it into the incense burner nearby, "I can find them."
Chuntao smiled with a blushing face, held the spider box in her hand, and followed Meng Xichang briskly.
Qiao Qiao Festival.
Qixing sat in the middle, and the table was no longer filled with simple tea and snacks, but a dazzling array of things.
"Brother Meng." Chuntao ran over in surprise, "Why are you here?"
Qixing nodded: "Elder Gao, there is no need to be formal. Taking good care of yourself is the most important thing."
The three private rooms with different prices for Heaven, Earth and People were all full, and countless music, singing, dancing and laughter came from the building.
Chuntao was still a little restrained and said, "It's not convenient for Brother Meng to go into the city, and other people are unreliable, so I'll come on his behalf."
The rich man glared at him, then looked at Qixing, and saluted with a smile: "Then I will retire first."
The wealthy man introduced her respectfully: "This is a fine wine from our collection. Miss, please try it."
Perhaps she felt that by relying on herself to become the leader, her identity as an illegitimate daughter would not only not be of help, but would also be embarrassing, and she did not want others to know about it.
Chief Meng Xi picked up the load and basket and walked alongside her: "I will send you home."
Qixing smiled and said nothing.
"Why are you here?" she asked.
…
A wall in the corner made a soft sound, and Gao Xiaoliu turned around.
"Please drink," she said.
I was so busy that I forgot about it.
…
The guests laughed again, "It seems that the rich man wanted to celebrate the festival and deceived his son back."
It’s the holidays.
The wealthy man looked at his son with a helpless expression: "Am I a casual person?"
I didn’t even frown when I drank, and even pursed my lips after drinking as if I was savoring it.
…
Qixing smiled slightly and picked up the poured wine.
Qing Pheasant wanted to laugh and say that her mother was no longer alone at home, and that Meng Xi was taking care of her at home, but she also understood that nowhere was as good as her own home.
Chuntao couldn't even see it as she walked through it, but she didn't miss it at all. She quickly walked through the city gate with a basket on her back. After walking not far, she saw a man standing on the roadside in front of her. One sleeve was obviously longer than the other.
, fluttering and covering his hands.
"Hey, don't drink casually," he said.
"Why are you here?" Gao Xiaoliu asked again, lowering his voice, "My father really didn't invite you? Is he insinuating you?"
The green pheasant forgot to eat the fruit that was brought to his mouth.
The rich man looked indifferent: "What are you staring at? Huixian Tower opens its doors to welcome guests. Is every guest a Mo disciple?"
"Gao Xiaoliu is not in the casino during this big holiday?"
Zhike personally poured wine for Qixing.
"You don't have eyesight!"
Elder Gao Zhike and his party quickly disappeared indoors.
"How come." Qixing said, looking at the colorful thread in his hand, "I like it very much."
The rich man Gao signaled his guest to pour more wine and solemnly said: "Master, please."
Chuntao shook her head: "I'd better go home, my mother is at home."
"Take the money." Qixing said, and asked Qing Pheasant to put some snacks, "Take it and give it to your mother to try."
This Qixing seems to have nothing to do with the leader. No matter how many times she is mentioned, there is no emotion.
Qixing nodded: "Thank you."
Chuntao hurriedly shook her head and said no thanks, then took out the note written in her sleeve and handed it to Qixing: "The address is here, but their whereabouts are uncertain, and Brother Meng doesn't dare to get too close."
Gao Xiaoliu looked at her and smiled: "You have a pretty good drinking capacity."
She yelled, picked up the wine glass, and poured it on the ground.
Qingzhi clapped his hands: "That's not true."
"Don't open it, it's a happy spider." Meng Xichang said, "It's the festival, so I bought one for you."
"He's running to Huixian Tower, what? His father is going to die again?"
The family is not short of money for a load of firewood now, and it doesn't matter whether it is sold or not. Chuntao pursed her lips and smiled, knowing that this was just to pick her up in person.
Qixing looked at him and said, "I really did it myself."
Gao Xiaoliu breathed a sigh of relief and asked quickly: "Then why are you here..."
Qixing smiled: "It's a holiday today."
During the festival, Gao Xiaoliu was stunned, oh, yes, today is the Qiao Qiao Festival.
So, Miss Qixing came here specially to celebrate the festival with him?!
