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Hit someone
Jiang Rao glanced back and saw that the person who called her boy was Rong Ting. She turned her head and smiled at the flower seller, "Grandma, it's your eyesight."
The old flower seller came from Changqian Street, and saw Rong Ting's cold-blooded violence, dragging people into the alley like dragging a sack by the head, she was shocked, knowing that Jiang Rao bought her a whole basket The flower is kind, looked at Rong Ting and then at her, shook his head, Jiang Rao patiently said: "He is a very good person."
Rong Ting walked up slowly, he heard what the flower seller said, and also heard what Jiang Rao said, he stepped forward with a smile in his eyes, took the bamboo flower basket from Jiang Rao's hand, and bent towards the stooped old man She bent down, "Grandma, it's windy by the river, where is your home, the junior will take you back?"
As if he didn't hear what the old lady and Jiang Rao said, he didn't feel dissatisfied with the old man at all, and there was a gentle smile in his eyes. The old woman took a look at him, her hands gradually stopped shaking, and she took a closer look Rong Ting, but still took a step back.
Rong Ting's smile froze on his face, looking very hurt, he lowered his eyes, looking at Jiang Rao as if he had done something wrong.
Jiang Rao couldn't bear to see him like this, pulled his sleeve, and explained to him: "Someone was beaten in Changqian Street, and the method of beating was very brutal. I heard that the two who were beaten had their hands crippled. .”
She paused, glanced at the old woman and then at Rong Ting, "Grandma thought...it was you."
Rong Ting frowned, his grievance and injury deepened.
He frowned, "Beating people in the street is simply lawless. Could it be that there are bandits here?"
Jiang Rao sighed and said "Hey", "I don't know who the beating was."
"However, the one who was beaten was not a good person. I heard that he was a well-known villain here." Jiang Rao turned his gaze to the old lady, and saw that the old woman was still a little wary when she looked at Rong Ting, and her tone couldn't help being a little anxious. It's also a bit heavy, it's not that Shancha's curse words came out, "Grandma, do you recognize them?"
The old woman shook her head blankly.
When she saw someone being beaten on Changqian Street, she was frightened and left quickly. She was anxious to sell flowers, but she didn't bother to hear who was beaten.
Seeing that she didn't know, Jiang Rao called a passerby. The passerby knew the names of the two people who were beaten. When the old lady heard the names of the two people, she frowned and her face was mixed with anger. She lowered her head, "So it's them."
"It's a sinful thing."
Jiang Rao led her to continue, "Why did you commit a crime?"
The disgusted expression on Grandma's face was strong, "These two people have done a lot of stealing and spoiling girls. Sooner or later, they will be punished by God."
"Yes." Jiang Rao echoed, shaking the hand of the flower-selling lady, "I heard people say that they are still yelling that they are innocent, but they usually do so many evil things, and they must have many enemies. We just came here, and They have no grievances or enmities, and they will definitely not provoke them. Grandma, take a look again, are you wrong?"
She let go of Granny's hand, and pushed Rong Ting to the old lady, "He was injured earlier, but it just happened recently, and he doesn't have the energy to hit someone."
The old lady was told by her, and looking at Rong Ting, she had a deep impression of the figure pulling people into the alley. She was tall and long-legged, and her back didn't look strong but her hands were surprisingly strong. The clothes are also the same black color, making it difficult to see whether they are stained with blood, and the same goes for the boots.
She took a closer look, paused, and raised her hand tremblingly, "Hair..."
The one who hit someone seemed to be different from the young man in front of him, with hairpins and buns.
She took a quick glance, but she didn't remember very clearly at first, but because she believed Jiang Rao's words in her heart, the more she looked at it, the more she felt that it didn't look like it.
Jiang Rao poked her head out calmly from behind Rongting, "Isn't it?"
At this time, Rong Ting smiled faintly at the flower seller, her smile was restrained and obedient, when she was not smiling, the corners of her eyes drooped slightly when she smiled, which made the old woman feel soft-hearted, and said regretfully, "I was wrong."
Jiang Rao nodded sharply. She heard some passers-by talking about the cruelty of the beating person and the innocence of the two being beaten. Thinking that Grandma regarded the beating person as Rong Ting, she couldn't help worrying that others would do the same. Dissatisfied, he murmured, "The ones who were beaten were obviously two rotten guys. The enemy probably had to line up from the east to the west of the river. Who knows which enemy beat them? They are innocent... The crow is not as good as the two of them." Darkhearted."
The old woman was suddenly amused by her swearing, she laughed, patted the back of Jiang Rao's hand lightly, and repeated it again to reassure Jiang Rao, "It's the old woman, I misread."
In places where the folk customs are more civilized, the rule of incompatibility between men and women must also be observed. Seeing Jiang Rao's unavoidable behavior towards Rong Ting, Grandma made a wild guess about their relationship.
The little girl is not in a hurry at first glance, but when she hears her little man being misunderstood and explaining things for her little man, she becomes sharp-tongued and has a penetrating eye. She is not afraid of being called savage when she speaks the words in the street.
Thinking of this, Grandma held Jiang Rao's hand and patted it, her smile became more intimate.
Rong Ting calmly pulled Jiang Rao away from the flower-selling grandmother, smiled and said to the grandmother: "We will send you back."
Accompanied by the two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, a smile gradually appeared on the old woman's old face, and she got closer to Jiang Rao. Although the little girl didn't show her face, she had a really annoying temper.
She glanced at Jiang Rao slowly, although the black yarn on the hat was not pulled up, and although she couldn't see Jiang Rao's face clearly, but listening to her voice and looking at her figure, where could it be hard to see? She thought about what Jiang Rao scolded just now, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it. This kind of girl can accumulate fortune and protect wealth. When she was outside the low house where she lived, she held Jiang Rao's hand very rarely. Unwilling to let go, "Little girl, how long are you two going to stay in town? If you don't mind, you can sit with me, the old lady."
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Jiang Rao glanced at the short house, glanced at the fallen leaves of the jujube tree in front of the house and the dates that were rotten in the field and no one picked it up, and guessed that the mother-in-law lived here alone, feeling a little pity in her heart, but Without showing it, she smiled with the corners of her mouth upturned, her smiling eyes were bright, and her dimples were deep. "Is there any plum blossoms at my mother-in-law? If there are, I will go. I still want to buy your plum blossoms."
The old lady was warmed in her heart by her words, "There are two plum trees in the yard, and you can pick the plum blossoms there."
Jiang Rao joyfully followed beside the old woman, was pulled by the old woman's hand, and entered her yard.
When she was about to cross the threshold, she realized something was wrong.
Looking back, Rong Ting did not follow.
He watched the old woman holding Jiang Rao's hand, standing there with a bit of resentment, as if she had been greatly neglected.
When she looked back, the anger on his face didn't dissipate much, but he followed up obediently.
The servant girl and guard are waiting outside the hut.
After entering the yard, the old woman handed the flower scissors to Jiang Rao, and pointed to the two plum trees in the east and west of the yard, and showed her, "Those two plum trees are over there, girl, take a look, they bloom beautifully, just cut them off." .”
Jiang Rao wanted to talk to the old woman, "Grandma, please come with me, don't let me cut away any precious things."
"I don't have any treasures here. If there is one, you can cut it off."
Jiang Rao still took the old woman to the plum blossom tree. She cut off the plum blossoms and handed them to the old woman's pocket, "Grandma, you are selling flowers by the river, do you know that the road where I met you, there will be a lot of flowers at night?" What fisherman fisherman?"
The old woman said: "The mud there is deep, and boats cannot be sailed. There are not many boats. In autumn, there are crabs with lanterns at night. There are really not many in this season."
Jiang Rao was a little disappointed. Grandma asked her, "Young lady, what do you want to know?"
"I heard that a shopkeeper who ran an inn fell into the water last night."
When the matter of the dead is mentioned, no matter what it is, it is something that will not make people smile. The old woman stopped smiling and sighed, "I only heard about that in the daytime. It's a pity. I don't know what kind of law he broke, but in the middle of the night, the people in the government were alarmed to arrest him, his cousin is still working in the government office, and he didn't seem to be able to protect this cousin."
Jiang Rao pricked her ear, and glanced at Rong Ting, wanting him to know about it, but when she turned around, she didn't see Rong Ting's figure, she said to Grandma, "I want these plum blossoms."
She wanted to give the silver taels, but the grandmother refused to ask for anything. Jiang Rao had no choice but to ask the grandmother for water. While the grandmother was going to the kitchen, she quietly pressed the silver under the flower clippers on the stone platform, and covered it with leaves. up.
After doing these things, she went to find Rong Ting, only to see him sweeping fallen leaves at the door with a broom.
Jiang Rao bit her lip, stayed at the door and looked at him, feeling amused in her heart, her eyes curled into a smile.
She was a little impatient when she saw him coming, and she was worried that she had promised grandma to sit at her house, which delayed his investigation of the case. Seeing him helping grandma sweep away the fallen leaves outside the door, she shouldn't be impatient. .
Seeing her smile, Rong Ting smiled at her too. The sole of his boot stepped on an old jujube that had begun to rot on the ground, and he leaned back as if he was about to fall. Jiang Rao didn't expect him to sweep fallen leaves so clumsily. Clumsy, hurriedly ran out to catch him, but was caught by him who stood still.
Although she didn't help much, he still leaned on her and said, "Your feet hurt, lend me your shoulder, and you'll be fine after a while."
Jiang Rao lent him his shoulder, and they didn't separate until the grandmother in the room called them in to drink water, and Jiang Rao walked in the door with reddish cheeks.
Rong Ting followed behind her, holding a broom, happily circling behind her.
This leaf sweep is worth it.
Every look of hers did not escape his eyes. Looking at the fallen leaves outside the door, she probably started to feel sorry for others again.
Don't pity others, just pity him.
Grandma handed Rong Ting a glass of water first, and Jiang Rao wanted to inquire about the innkeeper's cousin, so she followed Grandma into the kitchen and came out after a while.
Although Rong Ting took the water glass, he didn't move.
Jiang Rao came out holding the cup with her head upturned. He reached out and pulled her cup out of her hand.
Jiang Rao turned her back to drink water, but she didn't drink anything, she became confused, looked at Rong Ting, and didn't understand why he wanted to grab his water to drink.
Jiang Rao frowned and watched as Rong Ting handed her water glass to his lips and took a big sip. His Adam's apple moved when he swallowed the water. He seemed to wait for a while before turning half of it so that his lips never touched. The side facing Jiang Rao, handed it back to her.
Rong Ting remained indifferent, Jiang Rao suddenly understood something, blinked quietly, "Before you asked me to have a snack first, let me test the poison for you."
So this time, he is helping her test the drug
Rong Ting's fingers holding the wooden cup tightly, his memory is much better than Jiang Rao's, so he naturally remembered what Jiang Rao said, with a look of remorse on his face, he looked away at the plum blossom tree in the east of the yard .
Looking at his expression, Jiang Rao knew that he was still a little suspicious. Although he let go of his treatment, he did not let go of his treatment of others.
It's just that he forced her to eat snacks that time, but this time it's a change of Feng Shui, and it's him instead.
In fact, even if he is not like this, the grievance of being pushed out by him when I first met him has faded to the point of disappearing.
After a while, his voice came to her ear.
"I regret."
Although the voice was low, it sounded extremely regretful.
Jiang Rao looked at his red ears, and suddenly couldn't hold back her laughter, he is... so good.
She lowered her head, quietly turned the cup in her hand back half a circle, took a sip along the one he had just used, and the tips of her ears were also quietly clustered in pink.