If Xu Bingzhe's wife hadn't been just a few steps from the door, Xu Zizhen might have jumped up. He pulled the old man and ran to the corner next to him, saying frantically: "Master, what are you planning to do? Don't tell me.
I, you, are the killer, and you are actually here looking for business."
The old man glared: "Nonsense, is that boy named Xu worthy of my taking action?"
"Are you really a killer?"
"Ah! I was fooled by you...I happened to be passing by and saw you being scheming again."
How could Xu Zizhen believe that there were so many coincidences? The old man made it clear that he was here with him. He didn't bother to say anything more and just waved his hand to leave. Although the two girls were carefully chosen now, there's no guarantee that they would be gone soon.
You have to hurry up. Seeing that he didn't say a word, the old man turned around and left. He followed him with a smile, but didn't say anything else. Xu Zizhen ignored him and went back to the inn to call Daye out.
The old man recognized the situation and did not come closer. Instead, he stood far away, but kept looking here. Xu Zizhen whispered a few words in Daye's ear. Daye didn't say anything, just nodded, and waited for Xu Zizhen to finish.
Afterwards, he went back and took something unknown, and then the two of them quickly walked out the door and headed towards the jewelry store.
Arriving early is better coming by chance. As soon as Xu Zizhen reached the corner of the street, he saw Xu Bingzhe's wife walking out of the jewelry store. The man surnamed Wang was still following him. There were a lot of things hanging around his neck and wrists, and the same was true for his wife.
The man surnamed Wang was still talking attentively, and my mother said impatiently: "If Mr. Wang has something to do, just go and there is no need to accompany me anymore."
The man surnamed Wang was clever and immediately changed his expression to a look of surprise: "Oh, if the old lady hadn't forgotten when talking about the official, there are indeed some trivial matters in the house that have not been settled. The old lady forgives me, and the official will take my leave first!" After that, he turned around.
Leave in a hurry.
Xu Zizhen cursed inwardly with disdain, this old woman just took someone else's thing and turned her back and ignored the person, but this is good, she is not greedy and it is not easy to fall for the bait.
At this time, Xu Bingzhe's wife was left with only a maid and an old woman. They were dressed in a rustic style. They seemed to have been brought from their hometown rather than borrowed from Jingzhao Mansion. Xu Zizhen saw them turning around and walking towards him.
He came and immediately touched Ohno’s arm.
The acting begins.
Xu Bingzhe's wife, Xu Lu, was originally from a wealthy family in the countryside outside Qinzhou City. She had never read a book or traveled far. After marrying into the Xu family, she just lived at home and waited for death. She was mean and greedy by nature.
With the reputation of being a shrew, she ran rampant in the countryside. After Xu Bingzhe became an official, she became even more uncontrollable. As long as someone came to give money or gifts, she would never refuse, and even encouraged her son to be greedy.
Jingzhao Mansion was a famously prosperous place in the Song Dynasty. Although Qinzhou was also a big city, it was incomparable. After Xu Lu came here, he felt that the world was dazzling and there were good things everywhere. How could he hold back?
, so they took their daughter-in-law and started shopping first. Anyway, their son was in Jingzhao Yin's mansion. Later, if they liked anything, they could send them back to the mansion and let their son pay the bill.
Just coming out of the jewelry store, Mrs. Xu Lu was naturally still full of ideas and was about to continue walking forward. After taking a few steps, suddenly there was a young man in front of her looking at her with a blank face. Next to her stood a tall and thick follower who also looked like a man.
A stunned expression.
Xu Lushi frowned. She just thought that one of her son's "lower officials" was here waiting for her to pay tribute. She didn't say much at the moment and just walked over without seeing it. But to her surprise
Yes, the young man suddenly rushed over with a few steps and called out in a trembling voice: "Mother?"
This shocked Xu Lushi, and then she became angry and fiercely threw her sleeves down and glared at him.
The young man was naturally Xu Zizhen. Facing Xu Lushi's anger, he just pretended not to see her. Instead, he stood in front of her and shouted in a trembling voice: "Mom? Are you really an old man?"
Xu Lushi couldn't bear it anymore. She stood still and pointed at Xu Zizhen fiercely and cursed: "Where did you come from? You..." She was just halfway through scolding when she suddenly noticed that Xu Zizhen's eyes were red and full of tears.
She was filled with a look of attachment, but now she was stunned.
Daye suddenly grabbed Xu Zizhen and advised with red eyes: "Master! Master, please don't do this. The old lady has passed away and will never come back."
Xu Zizhen tried his best to break away from Daye's hand and said angrily: "Nonsense, this is obviously my mother. If you talk nonsense again, be careful and you will be beaten!"
Xu Lushi looked at the two of them in astonishment, but she didn't scold them any more. It wasn't that she was kind-hearted, but that she had never encountered such a strange thing in her life. Seeing these two juniors crying like this, it was hard to imagine
Is there really someone in the world who looks exactly like him? Xu Bingzhe's wife was also secretly curious and watched the excitement.
Xu Zizhen wiped his tears with his sleeve and cursed in his mind: Damn, Shaanxi’s chili noodles are so strong...
Daye grabbed him again and cried to persuade him: "Master, this is really not an old lady. Please wake up! If you don't believe me, why don't you just ask this old lady what her last name is?"
When Xu Lushi saw Xu Zizhen looking at her with burning eyes, she would not really answer him. She just curled her lips in disdain.
Xu Zizhen staggered back a few steps, opened his eyes wide and murmured: "Really not your mother? Really not my mother?" Before he finished speaking, his feet fell softly and he sat down on the ground, with a sad and sad expression.
Daye shook his head and sighed, walked to Xu Lu and bowed, and said with a wry smile: "This old lady is so sorry. My young master misses his mother so much that he admitted the wrong person. I hope the old lady won't be surprised."
No matter how unreasonable Xu Lu was, she couldn't get angry at this time, but she saw Xu Zizhen suddenly stood up from the ground, bowed deeply to Xu Lu, and said with a look of shame on his face: "Young man Meng Lang, my dear, please forgive me."
." Mrs. Xu Lu waved her hands proudly, but before she spoke, Xu Zizhen said again, "I have a heartless request, I wonder if the old lady can grant it? I will be very grateful."
Xu Lushi said impatiently: "What else is there?"
Xu Zizhen said in a deep tone: "The old lady and my mother are really similar. This is a great fate. I want to make some new clothes for the old lady. Firstly, I can apologize for the rudeness just now, and secondly, it can comfort me."
With the heart of a mother, I hope the old lady will be fulfilled!" After saying this, he bowed deeply again.
Xu Lushi's eyes lit up. She had already planned this, but now she suddenly felt this inexplicable filial piety. There was no reason to extrapolate it. She pretended to be reserved and nodded her head: "I think of you as a filial piety, and I will obey you."
Xu Zizhen was overjoyed: "Thank you so much, madam!"
The group turned the corner and saw a magnificent shop across the street with a sign hanging above the door - Guixiangchun.
Xu Zizhen looked very happy, pointed to the shop and said: "Mom, this is the best silk shop in Jingzhao Prefecture. Please come with me."
Xu Lushi raised her eyebrows and said nothing. She was only concerned about the new clothes now. As for what this young man would call her... anyway, she was not the one who suffered.