Just when Feng Liao and Yong Ruo were competing for their eyesight and determination, the door of the elegant room was gently pushed open, and An Zimo led the proprietress and a waiter in, bringing in a big three-layer food box.
Feng Liao took the lead to look away, her expression seemed to be a little bit ashamed, a little bit suspicious, and a little bit dazed. Yong Ruo quietly breathed a sigh of relief: She won the competition!
The proprietress transferred all the remaining dishes to several pottery bowls, then put those pottery bowls into the food box and covered them.
A guard with a knife on his waist came in and held the food box in his hand.
Yong Ruo smiled and asked the proprietress: "Can you hire a car for me? It's getting late, and with so many things, the little girl can't walk that far." The key is that you will have a huge sum of money! Walking alone at night is courting death!
An Zimo smiled and said, "Miss, don't worry! I've hired a car for you, and I'm waiting outside the door."
Yong Ruo was overjoyed, and was about to thank her, but Feng Liao said, "Send that car away! I'll send Miss Yong back in person."
An Zimo agreed and was about to go out. Yong Ruo said, "Wait a minute!"
An Zimo paused, glanced at Feng Liao, and seeing that he didn't urge or object, he waved at the proprietress: "You guys go out first!"
After the proprietress saluted, she led the staff and silently bowed and exited.
Yong Ruo kept smiling and asked Feng Liao, "How do you want to send me back, Master?"
Feng Liao pressed her hands tightly to her clothes, letting the fabric absorb the sweat from her palms, and said calmly, "I came by car. I will take you home first, and then I will go back to my residence. Just like you said: it's getting late, you I have more than a dozen taels of silver on me, what if the driver is unreliable and sees the money? Didn’t you say that some people would dare to risk their lives for one or two taels of silver? Wouldn’t it be reliable if I sent you back? How much?" After speaking, he ordered An Zimo casually, "Give Miss Yong ten taels of silver."
An Zimo then took out a twelve tael silver ingot and handed it to Yong Ruo with both hands.
Yong Ruo looked at it and said with a smile, "Can I exchange it for broken silver?" Such a big ingot of silver is not easy for her to spend!
An Zimo smiled, took out a money bag from his sleeve, poured out all the broken silver in the bag, weighed it and handed it to her: "It should be more or less."
Yong Ruo took it with both hands unceremoniously, carefully put it into the bag, and said to Feng Liao: "Young master's heart, little girl's love. It's just that the carriage of the young master must be extremely luxurious. Such a carriage appears in Mopan Hutong. The place must be extremely eye-catching. If I am sent back in such a carriage in the middle of the night, I don’t know what gossip will come out! Although I am informal, I am a woman after all, and I can’t stand the rumors. The young master is sympathetic, and sent a guard to see him off, and the little girl feels so virtuous!"
Feng Liao was speechless, so she could only say to the guard carrying the food box: "Robu, take a few people and send Miss Yong back properly."
The guard named Rob bowed and walked out with the food box.
Feng Liao then stood up, made a gesture of invitation to Yong Ruo, and said very gently: "I'll take the girl downstairs!"
Yong Ruo sighed in his heart: first love is always beautiful, but it is also difficult to last long. She picked up the basket, without saying anything more, she left the door of the elegant room and went downstairs.
Outside the inn, there are two cars parked, the first one is really gorgeously decorated, it must be Mr. Feng's car; the second one is an ordinary Qingwei car that is often seen on the street.
Yong Ruo congratulated Feng Liao: "Farewell, little girl! Take care, Mr. Feng!"
Feng Liao returned the gift and said softly, "Take care too."
Yong Ruo said no more, turned around and got on the green tent car.
He drove away with the handlebars, and the guard named Rob led two people and rode on horseback to guard him.
Feng Liao stood outside the door of the inn, looking at the direction of Qingyu's car. It wasn't until the car had disappeared that he looked back at the inn, and nodded to the boss and his wife who were kindly seeing them off. He looked up at the elegant room upstairs for a while, and whispered a few words to An Zimo, before he sighed and reluctantly got into the ornately decorated cart.
The curtain of the car was lowered, and Feng Liao took out a box from her sleeve.
Opening the box, he picked out a branch of delicate red plum blossoms from the box.
He looked at the branch of plum blossom for a long time, and then whispered: "I'm afraid that I'm afraid that I'll be late for sleep, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to fit in. Pretending to be a little red peach and apricot, I still have a lonely and thin snowy appearance..." ①
The voice is low and lingering, like a dense spring rain pouring on my heart.
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Yong Ruo sat in the rickety carriage, touched the silver and copper coins in the bag, and felt a sense of excitement and sense of security that he had never felt before after passing through.
Finally got some money! Finally, I don’t have to eat the last meal without the next meal!
The carriage stopped outside Yong's house. Yong Ruo got out of the car, holding a basket and a food box.
The second younger brother, Yong Qiao, seemed to be guarding the door all the time. He opened the door when he heard the voice, rushed out and hugged Yong Ruo's waist: "Sister! You're back! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Yong Ruo smiled and said, "Good boy! I brought back delicious food, let's go in!"
"Delicious?" Yongqiao's eyes lit up.
After Yong Ruo thanked and said goodbye to Rob and the others who escorted her back, she turned and went into the yard, asking Yong Qiao to lock the door.
After locking the door, Yongqiao went to pick up the things in Yongruo's hands, and Yongruo handed him the basket: "Put it in my room!" The food box was too heavy, and Yongqiao would definitely not be able to carry it. Yongqiao took the bamboo basket, ran into Yongruo's room quickly, put the bamboo basket on the bed, and ran out again.
"Sister, what's delicious?" Yongqiao stared at the food box intently and swallowed.
Yong Ruo held the food box in one hand and patted his head with the other: "Meat! Very delicious meat!"
"Meat?!" Yongqiao raised his head, looked at her with bright eyes, and then became worried again, "Isn't that expensive? Sis, it's not easy to earn money, so don't spend all your money!"
"Don't worry! I didn't spend any money! A benevolent old lady invited me to dinner, and I brought back all the leftover dishes in boxes."
Yong Ruo replaced the person who invited her to dinner with an old lady, so as not to make a fuss and say bad things around her.
Although she doesn't care about other people's gossip, the core of "awesome words" is: it will not only impact your heart, but also make your environment worse. If a little white lie could save a lot of trouble, why wouldn't she tell it? !
Yongqiao continued to worry: "Then...wouldn't that be embarrassing?!"
Yongruo restrained the urge to sigh, and educated Yongqiao on his attitude towards life: "Qiaoqiao, as a human being, you have to recognize the reality. If you are poor, don't lose face, or you will only suffer more. If I am afraid Shame, if you don’t bring these dishes back, you won’t be able to eat meat tonight! Or, do you want me to spend my own money to buy them?”
Yong Qiao weighed it up, and the sense of urgency made him make a quick decision: "It's better to bring the leftovers back!" He raised his head and looked at Yong Ruo's face with a distressed look, "It's just that my sister has been wronged! "
Yong Ruo smiled: "It's okay, I'm not wronged! Sister, I had a great time eating tonight. Go and get clean bowls, chopsticks and spoons." Yong Qiao hurried away.
Yong Ruo carried the food box and went to the main room. As soon as he reached the door, the dilapidated wooden door was pulled open by the third younger brother Yong Miao from the inside.
"Sister, I have been guarding my mother, and I haven't gone anywhere!" He looked up at Yong Ruo, with a look of begging for praise.
Yong Ruo patted his head with a smile, and praised: "Good boy! My sister brought you delicious food! I'll make it for you after I see mother. Has mother woke up?"
Yong Miao nodded, and said in a choked tone: "I woke up! I woke up with a stomachache and pain, and my head was sweating from the pain. Later, my second brother and I persuaded my mother to drink some medicine, but I vomited again. I vomited it out." There was still blood in the thing. Mother refused to drink any more medicine or porridge when she vomited, and told the second elder brother not to fetch medicine in the future, saying that it was a waste of money, if it could be cured, it would have been cured sooner..." He looked up Looking at Yong Ruo, tears rolled down from his eyes, "Sister, let's see mother with another doctor! Now this doctor is useless!"
Yong Ruo rubbed his head, wiped away the tears on his face, smiled at him, and said as softly as possible: "Okay! Let's find another doctor to treat my mother!"
However, she sighed deeply in her heart: Zhou Shi has been ill for several months, the symptoms are epigastric pain, weight loss, weakness, loss of appetite, nausea, vomiting blood, Yong Ruo seriously suspects that Zhou Shi has something wrong with his stomach, or simply out of hunger. But she is not a medical student, so she can only entrust Zhou's illness to the doctors of this era.
Following Yong Miao into the main room, Yong Ruo put the food box on the square table under the west wall, and then looked at Mrs. Zhou on the bed.
Mrs. Zhou fell into a coma and had become as thin as a bone, her eye sockets were sunken, and there was no trace of blood on her face and lips.
Since the first month, Zhou has been getting weaker and weaker, and more and more lethargic every day, it seems that it is not good.
Fortunately, now that the family has some money, they can hire a better doctor, and give Zhou some more nutrition, and maybe there is hope of being rescued.
When Yong Ruo returned to the square table, he saw Yong Miao kneeling on a stool, staring intently at the food box, sniffing his nose vigorously, sniffing the faint aroma wafting from the food box.
The tears on his face were still wet, and he showed this slanderous look, which was really cute and pitiful.