Considering Zifei's injury, Xiaoxiao slowed down her pace considerately, but she was still attracted by the colorful things on the street and kept running around.
Duan Zifei was always following her, no matter whether she looked at her or not, even if she just glanced at her, as soon as Xiaoxiao left, he would immediately take out the money and throw it to the boss, saying, "Someone will come."
Take it." Then he followed the pretty figure in front of him.
After eating a large bowl of beancurd with satisfaction, Xiaoxiao finally regained her strength. Opposite her, Duanzi raised her hand casually and wiped the dirt from her mouth with her sleeve. This move made Xiaoxiao blush again and lowered her head.
Head, mouth grinned.
"Master, Miss, buy a flower." A pretty girl came to the two of them and said timidly. Although her clothes were shabby, they were still clean, but her figure was too thin, as if she was malnourished.
There was a flower basket slung over her shoulder, filled with freshly picked flowers, with dewdrops still hanging on the petals.
Duan Zifei looked away from Xiaoxiao and when he looked at her, it was as if she had never existed, even though she was right in front of him.
Xiaoxiao looked at the girl and smiled, "How much does it cost?"
The girl looked at her, perhaps moved by her friendliness, gritted her teeth, stretched out a finger, and said, "One tael of silver."
Xiaoxiao was startled. Not to mention that she didn't understand the economic conditions of the ancient market. No matter how expensive the flowers in her basket were, they couldn't possibly be worth one tael of silver. You know, in ancient times, one tael of silver was basically enough for an ordinary family of three.
One month’s living expenses!
"What? One or two?!" The speaker was a middle-aged man who overheard at the table next to him. He pointed at the flowers in the woman's basket and sneered mercilessly, "There are just a few rotten flowers, and there are so many in the mountains.
, you actually sell it for one tael of silver?! I think, instead of selling flowers, you might as well go to a brothel and sell yourself, that’s more than just one tael of silver!"
His words aroused ridicule from all around, and the eyes staring at the woman became increasingly ambiguous. Someone immediately echoed, "That's right, this girl is very pretty. If you go to list it, brother, I will be the first to support her!"
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"Haha! Let's go to a brothel, the business there will definitely be better than selling flowers!"
The woman stood there, biting her lips, with tears in her eyes, clutching the flower basket tightly, her whole body trembling slightly because of the humiliation.
No matter what the chaos was around, Duan Zifei never even raised his eyes, but Xiaoxiao couldn't help it. She slapped the table and stood up, "What's wrong with one tael of silver? The flowers belong to others."
, even if it is sold for ten taels of silver, it is a girl’s freedom. What will it hinder you? If you want to buy it, buy it. If you don’t want to buy it, just shut up!"
The woman suddenly raised her head and looked at Xiaoxiao gratefully.
The middle-aged man from before curled his lips and said contemptuously, "Hey, you said it so nicely, then why don't you buy it, miss?"
Xiaoxiao sneered, stretched out her hand towards Duan Zifei, "Lend me some money!" She had to be confident when asking for money.
A piece of silver was placed on her white palm. Xiaoxiao gave it all to the woman without even looking at it, "Hey, take it, I bought all these flowers."
There was a sound of breathing all around. The man who kept shouting also wisely closed his mouth, hurriedly finished his meal and left.
"This, so much?" The woman waved her hands quickly as if she was frightened, "No, no, no, it's too much, I only need one or two..."
"Oh, take it for you, and treat the rest as..." Xiaoxiao thought for a moment, smiled suddenly, pointed at the flower basket and said, "I will buy this basket."
"Miss..." The woman held the ingot of silver and was extremely moved. After a long time, she lowered her eyes and said slowly, "Little girl Xiang'er. These flowers were planted by my father, but he did it the day before yesterday..." She
She shed tears sadly and said intermittently, "One tael of silver was borrowed from the neighbors for dad's burial. Everything we could sell at home was sold. I really had no way to pay back the money, so I could only sell dad's favorite flowers.
...So, Miss, Xiang'er is really not a liar!"
Xiaoxiao quickly patted her shoulder in comfort, "Okay, okay, I know you are a good girl, go home quickly."
"Yes!" Xiang'er nodded vigorously, looked at Xiaoxiao gratefully, then looked back at Duan Zifei, "Thank you, Master." She turned around and ran out of the small teahouse.
Xiaoxiao sat down again and suddenly thought, "If I hadn't met you, would I have been looking forward to getting help from strangers like her when I was in the most difficult time?"
Living alone in this world must be the most painful thing to do.
Duan Zifei pursed his lips, crossed the table and held her hand directly, raising his eyes, "As long as you have me, there will be no such 'what if'."
His hands were cold, but Xiaoxiao's heart was as warm as spring, allowing him to hold her gently but firmly.
Nearly an hour passed after eating, drinking, and walking around. Xiaoxiao was afraid that it would be too hard for him to be injured, so she just shouted that she was tired and wanted to go back to rest, so the two of them walked back.
When they just reached the city gate, a panting person came chasing behind them, "Miss, Master, wait a minute!"
Xiaoxiao looked back, "Xiang'er? Xiang'er, why are you chasing me? Do you have enough money? Oh, it's okay, I still have..."
Xiang'er caught up, gasped and shook her head, "No, it's not."
"Then what do you want from us?"
Xiang'er calmed down and suddenly knelt down with a thump. Without saying a word, she kowtowed to the two of them.
"Xiang'er... you..." Xiaoxiao was stunned and wanted to step forward to help her up, but Xiang'er stubbornly knelt on the ground and said, "Miss, Master, Xiang'er has something to say."
Xiaoxiao was anxious, "Oh, if you have anything to say, you can talk about it after you get up."
"Miss is a good person. She didn't just buy flowers but she gave me so much money. I have nothing to repay. I just want to be a servant girl beside the young lady and the young master. Miss, please accept the fragrance." After that, he also said
She was about to kowtow again. Xiaoxiao quickly stopped her, "Xiang'er, I really only gave you money to buy flowers. How could I let you be a maid?"
"No!" Xiang'er shook her head resolutely, "Miss, I do it willingly. I don't even have the last relative in this world. If Miss refuses to take me in, I will really become a helpless person.
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Xiaoxiao raised her head in embarrassment and looked at Duan Zifei, who clearly had a "do whatever you want" expression on her face. She then looked at Xiang'er's pleading face, and finally, overflowing with sympathy, she nodded in agreement, "Okay.
, then I will take you back." She deeply understood the pain of not having relatives. When she was helpless, she was always accompanied by friends. Even when she came here, Zifei was caring for her. Now she can
Help Xiang'er, why doesn't she do it?
"Thank you, miss, thank you!" Xiang'er was very excited.