Canghai Mingyue and Huoyun Liuli also got out of the car and said, "Master, wait for us here for a quarter of an hour. If we don't come, master, please do as you please."
After saying that, Huoyun Liuli threw a silver note to the driver!
Qing Shui walked toward the crowd. Who made his ears stand upright? He could hear clearly from such a long distance.
"Hey, this child is pitiful. A young lady from the Yan family is not as happy as a child from an ordinary family." A woman's voice sounded regretful.
Qing Shui was walking slowly now, slowly squeezing forward.
"Master Xiao, is this your cousin? The tea seller?" A young man's surprised voice sounded.
"Haha, cousin? Is she worthy? She is not my aunt's daughter? She is just a bastard from the Yan family." A disdainful young voice came out.
"Why didn't you let me do it last time? After all, it looks so beautiful and tastes good." The young man said.
"Do you want to die? Before you even have a chance to touch her, believe it or not, Guo Polu will kill all your family members, old and young, and I won't be able to help you then." The guy called Young Master was a little bitter. said.
"No wonder no one dares to bully her when she lives on the street. Does Guo Polu like her? Then why doesn't Guo Polu take her away?"
"Guo Polu really wanted to take her away, and even promised to marry her alone, but unfortunately this stubborn silly girl ignored him."
Qing Shui had already reached the crowd at this moment. When he saw an ordinary tea cart, some ordinary tea leaves on it could be picked from the vegetation on some mountains and river sides. It was better than the fine workmanship.
When Qing Shui saw the woman behind the tea cart, he felt strange and had an inexplicable impulse in his heart. With just one glance, Qing Shui was sure that the woman was the daughter that his mother had missed for nineteen years. The face resembled his mother's, but it looked a little green, and it was very similar to his own. Especially when Qing Shui saw the mung bean-sized cinnabar in the corner of his eyes, he was even more sure of her identity. Her slender body looked A bit thin, but not too skinny, and well developed.
Qing Shui is very strange. He has a little hope for this strange sister, because she is the flesh and blood of his mother, and he is connected by the same blood. He wants to take her away, bring her to see her mother, and want to protect her. This feeling is not because of Disappearing without ever seeing each other, is this the feeling of blood being thicker than water
Seeing her miserable situation, Qing Shui felt a lot of pain in his heart. He didn't know why he felt a dull pain all of a sudden, and his face even turned a little pale!
Seeing the maturity that defied age on that delicate face, and the clear eyes that were a bit indifferent, Qing Shui couldn't even see any complaints in those eyes, but a stubborn thought.
Qing Shui looked at many people surrounding him, but no one was buying tea.
"Old man, why are there so many people around and no one buys tea?" Qing Shui asked the old man next to him.
"Hey, who dares to buy tea other than Mr. Xiao?" the old man sighed.
"What's going on? Can you tell me, old man? I also want to buy some tea." Qing Shui wanted to know more about this biological sister whom he had never met.
"Hey, wait until Mr. Xiao leaves to buy tea!" The old man sighed and stopped talking.
Qing Shui looked at this sister who was silent and quiet. Qing Shui really wanted to know what kind of environment could make an ordinary nineteen-year-old woman feel so depressed.
"Master, look, Qing Shui is very similar to that woman." Huoyun Liuli said to Canghai Mingyue in surprise.
It turned out that Canghai Mingyue and Huoyun Liuli had followed Qing Shui not far away, watching what Qing Shui was going to do.
Just when Qing Shui was about to go buy tea, two young men, about thirty years old, dressed in smart clothes, walked to the tea cart.
"Pack these and these for me. I bought them." A young man pointed at half of the tea leaves and said.
"Haha, Guo Polu must have found someone to buy it again, otherwise he would have starved to death on the streets."
As soon as Qing Shui heard the voice, he knew it was the voice called Young Master Xiao. He couldn't help but look up at the proud and handsome young man, and guessed in his heart: "He should be from the Xiao family."
Qing Shui is now very curious about this Guo Polu. The person who can stand up to Mr. Xiao is probably not an ordinary person. It seems that the Guo family or Guo Polu has a strong backer.
"Haha, how about it? Do you regret not listening to my aunt?"
Qing Shui frowned when he heard the disgusting voice. He already held a stone in his hand, but when he was about to smash the hateful-looking face, he was held by a warm little hand.
Qing Shui looked at the bright moon that was shaking its head towards him. Qing Shui turned his head and was almost close to that beautiful face. He looked closely at that majestic and beautiful face, especially those pair of beautiful eyes that were as black as ink and as deep as ink, which were like magic. Her beauty is unique, like a poppy flower that is irresistible.
Qing Shui was a little sluggish, and he could even feel her blue breath. The gentleness of her hands made Qing Shui feel a subtle touch in his heart.
Does she care about herself? .
Qing Shui looked at the retreating figure with a pale face. The slender and stubborn figure seemed to have an unyielding will! Very sad, very helpless, this is the sorrow of little people!
Qing Shui used some tricks and money to find a loud-mouthed woman in the crowd, and soon knew everything.
"It turns out that five years ago, Mrs. Xiao, who was the aunt in Mr. Xiao's mouth and the main wife of the Yan family, wanted to marry Yan Qingqing to a powerful family, but was opposed by Yan Qingqing. Then Mrs. Xiao used despicable means She was stunned to ask the Yan family to expel Yan Qingqing from the house, but they would not let her go away. Yan Qingqing even thought about dying, but Mrs. Xiao told her that you have a mother, and it is very likely that she will come. Take you away, don’t you want to see the woman who gave birth to you?”
"She is not leaving because she is waiting here for her mother to pick her up."
Qing Shui stood there in a tangled state, feeling unspeakable pain and helplessness. His whole body was trembling, but there was a trace of warmth in his hands.
I don't know when Huo Yun Liuli grabbed Qing Shui's other hand and looked at him worriedly, her beautiful eyes filled with distress.
Qing Shui forced a smile. He didn't understand Canghai Mingyue, but she knew that Huo Yun Liuli was a charming and proud woman. The gentle and distressed look in her eyes made Qing Shui feel very warm.
The warmth of human heart can only warm the heart with heart!
Qing Shui didn't know when Canghai Mingyue let go of his hand, missing the wonderful feeling just now, and even felt a little excited, just because he touched her! I feel a bit idiotic when I think about it...
"I think we should leave now. I don't want to stay here for a moment." Qing Shui said with a bit of pain.
"Okay, let's leave immediately!" Canghai Mingyue said cheerfully.
When Qing Shui left, he remembered one name in his mind, Guo Polu!