The rain rolled down like beads, pouring down the vendors on both sides of Huangque Street. They fled like drowned rats and took shelter on the eaves along the street.
Not long after, a small tea room was crowded with people both indoors and outdoors.
A woman in a yellow shirt put away the ten-bone paper umbrella in her hand and was standing under the eaves of the teahouse to take shelter from the rain.
She has a beautiful face, white porcelain skin, cherry-colored lips, and a white jasmine hairpin on her black bun. Her whole body seems to be covered with a hazy jade light, making her stand out among the crowd.
Because she was wearing a rough cloth skirt, it was assumed that she was a poor girl from some family. Many people boldly glanced at her, but they were quickly cut off by a cold look.
Beside her, stood a tall man in black.
The man's facial features were handsome and straight, but his expression was very cold and solemn. His thin lips were pursed tightly, like an unsheathed sword in his hand, which was extremely cold.
Looking at it, it's like working in a business where blood drips from the tip of a knife.
Everyone wanted to look at the woman again, but because of this person, they all turned back their gazes, looked at their noses and hearts, turned their bodies away from them, and did not dare to look sideways again.
As the heavy rain fell, it seemed that it would not stop for a while, so some people walked into the museum, ready to drink a cup of tea and wait for the rain to stop before leaving.
But some people still stood still under the eaves.
Yu Weiyin's expression was indifferent, and his eyes seemed to be focused on the rain curtain in front of him, but out of the corner of his eye, he had already caught a glimpse of a man holding a child in the crowd.
He was a thin young man, wearing a gray gown, with a sickly pale face. He was holding a five or six-year-old boy on his hand. The boy's face was also thin, but he looked lively and active.
"Dad, there is a small bowl over there. I will use the small bowl to fill up the rainwater and play with it!"
Xiao Jiran shook his head and said in a serious voice, "Ru Bian, everyone is taking shelter from the rain. Why are you going to catch the rain? Just wait here for the rain."
"I'm not collecting rainwater. I'm going to look at the lotus flowers growing in the small pots under the eaves, okay?"
Xiao Rubian begged, pointing to a blue and white porcelain basin at the foot of the eaves. In that basin were two swaying pink lotus plants.
"Then dad will accompany you there."
"No, Dad, there are so many people, it's so crowded!"
Xiao Rubian shook off Xiao Jiran's hand, slipped into the crowd like a slippery loach, and walked towards the corner.
There were several benches set up at the corner of the eaves, and people taking shelter from the rain were packed with people. The boy squatted under the corner of the eaves, stretched out his hand to caress the lotus in the basin, and showed an innocent smile on his face.
Xiao Jiran couldn't squeeze in, so he could only stare at the child from a distance.
After about a cup of tea, the rain gradually stopped, and the people under the eaves were about to disperse. The squatting Xiao, like Bian Fei, got up and ran towards Xiao Jiran.
"Hey, where's my money bag? That little bastard, stop right there!"
A tall and thick man reached out and grabbed the little boy's arm, lifted him into the air like a chicken, and cursed, "Did you steal my money bag?"
Xiao Rubian couldn't help but flutter with his hands and feet, shouting: "It's not me! I don't have it!"
"You didn't? Just now you were squatting behind me and sneaking around. If it wasn't you, who else could it be? If you don't take it out obediently, I'm going to whip you with a paddle!"
"Wow...Dad, dad, help! Help!"
Xiao Jiran hurriedly squeezed in, his pale cheeks red with anger, "Brother, please put the child down first. If you have anything to say, tell me!"
The strong man put Xiao Rubian down, but suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Jiran's lapel, his eyes widened, "Since I am your child, you will pay for my money!"
Xiao Jiran was so angry that he gritted his teeth and looked at Xiao Rumian, "Rubian, did you steal someone else's money?"
"Dad, it's not me!" Xiao Rubian glared at the strong man with a pair of clear eyes, stretched out his hand to pat his arm, "Let go of my dad! If you have the ability, you can find your silver coins from me."
Come!"
"Little bastard, you won't shed tears until you see the coffin! If your father doesn't know how to teach you, then let me teach you the truth!"
The strong man violently threw Xiao Jiran away, then reached out to catch Xiao Rubian and hit him hard three times on his pink buttocks. The pain made Xiao Rubian burst into tears and yelled, "Big guy! Let me go!"
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He was not relieved at first, but after hearing Xiao Rubian's scolding, he became even more angry and wanted to beat him again.
But when he raised his hand in the air, he found that he could no longer hit it.
The man in black in the crowd came over at some point, stretched out only two fingers, and squeezed the strong man's arm until he couldn't use any strength.
Those dark eyes were like sharp swords and flying snow, piercing people's hearts with fear.
The strong man shook his body, let go of Xiao Rubian, and begged for mercy with a downcast face: "Hero, have mercy on me! This kid is playing tricks, he must have stolen my purse, I just gave him a small lesson, please spare my life."
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"I don't have the final say whether I will spare you or not. You can ask my lady."
Shao Mo pursed his thin lips tightly, squeezed his hand, and brought it to Yu Weiyin. The strong man's eyes widened. He never imagined that this woman in a coarse cloth could be a young lady, with such a powerful servant accompanying her.
Waiter!
Immediately, he was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy.
"Miss, please forgive me. I'm not the one who bullies the weak. It's this little brat who is so bad!"
"Bah! You slandered me without any evidence, and you hit me three times with brute force. Sister fairy, you must make the decision for me and punish this villain!"
Xiao Rubian could see that Yu Weiyin was the one who could support him, and he didn't care about the pain in his butt. He trotted to her side, grabbed the corner of her clothes, blinked his eyes, and the tears fell down.
A pale and thin face, soon filled with tears.
Anyone who sees such a child will feel pity, but Yu Weiyin just touched his head, asked Shao Mo to let go, and asked: "How much money do you have in your wallet? I will compensate you."
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The strong man was stunned again, then he stretched out three branches and stammered: "Three... thirty taels of silver, plus twenty strings of currency, which is the money I am going to buy millet..."
This girl is beautiful and has an extraordinary bearing, but she wears coarse clothes and skirts. Can she afford to pay for it?
"Okay, then I'll pay you fifty taels of silver."
The bulging silver bag was stuffed into the palm of his hand. The strong man looked at Yu Weiyin in disbelief as if he were dreaming.
"This...this is all for me..."
"It's all for you. Let me compensate you for this child."
"Thank you, young lady. I have never seen such a kind person. If I have the chance to meet again in the future, I will definitely repay the kindness of the young lady!"
When Xiao Rubian saw that he not only paid the man more money, but also let him go, he couldn't help jumping up and down, "Sister Fairy! How could you not vent your anger for me? That big guy spanked me so hard that my butt hurt, I can't spare him!"