"Girl, why is the stew you made so delicious?" After eating a piece of stew, Youlan looked at Weiyang from the side, her eyes full of admiration.
Wei Yang took a sip of soup and said calmly, "I can't cook."
"Uh." Youlan's face darkened: "I can't cook but the food is so delicious."
"Didn't you cook the meat?" Wei Yang said with a smile.
Youlan was stunned. She cooked the meat? Could she cook such delicious meat
It seemed that she had indeed made it, and she did what the girl taught her, and then this fragrant and delicious stew was ready.
Konggu saw Weiyang finish her soup, and hurriedly wrung out a clean towel and handed it to her. Weiyang reached out to take it, and just then, He Laoda looked over, with flames dancing in his eyes, which made people unable to see clearly and figure out.
Wei Yang rolled up her sleeves and wiped her hands carefully, the warm handkerchief touching her fingertips. When she met He Lao Da's gaze, Wei Yang turned her eyes away without caring and continued to wipe her hands. Under the shadow of the bonfire, her figure looked even more petite and adorable.
"Boss He, this journey has been tough. When we reach Tuocheng, Ding will definitely get drunk with you."
Ding Wu's voice rang out. Boss He clenched the wine bowl in his hand, turned his gaze away, looked at Ding Wu, and said with a smile: "Of course. Are you going to Tuocheng? Or are you going to Yancheng?"
Hearing this, Ding Wu was slightly startled, cut off a piece of chicken, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "My aunt has shops in Tuocheng and Yancheng. When the time comes, we will send the girl to where the aunt is."
The two of them whispered a few more words, and then they heard a shrill voice from the other side, next to the fire of the Wang family: "I don't want to eat these snacks. How can a girl cook such delicious meat? What kind of girl did you buy for me? She's ugly and stupid."
Amid the noise, there was also the sound of the little girl next to Miss Wang sobbing softly.
Youlan once met a little girl beside Miss Wang when she was fetching water. The poor little girl had been pinched by her own girl, leaving bruises all over her body.
Youlan felt sorry for her and came back to learn it for Weiyang, who only said "hmm". Some people's fate is destined by nature. She was just tortured a little by her own daughter, but her father and brother were no longer around.
Compared to the loss of life, all suffering pales into insignificance.
The bonfire flickered, illuminating a group of drinking men, whose faces were red and eyes were bright.
A group of people in the caravan were also drinking, and some stood up and began to dance and sing. The moon hanging high in the sky seemed to be infected by their happiness, becoming even brighter and clearer.
"Sell me your maid, and I'll give you my maid."
Wei Yang, who was drinking water, cast a shadow on the table in front of her, and a sweet voice sounded in her ears.
Seeing that she didn't look up, a shadow moved, and the little maid next to Miss Wang was pushed to the ground by her master and fell at Weiyang's feet.
What a thin and pitiful girl, with a red forehead and messy hair. She raised her head and looked at Wei Yang with a pair of big watery eyes: "Miss Xie, please accept me. I am willing to work like a cow or a horse for you."
Perhaps it was because He Lao Da ignored her that Miss Wang hated her. Perhaps it was because Wei Yang was so beautiful that Miss Wang was jealous.
She came here just to cause trouble today.
Boss He on the opposite side was watching the scene with great interest. A petite girl was quietly holding a white pastel teacup. The lotus on the teacup was blurry and messy in the firelight, making her little hands look even more slender and white.