The investigation of Dajin came out very quickly. She had no background. She was just a little girl selling clay figurines under the big banyan tree on North Street, and she had lived in that place for a long time.
There is only a mother, and there are no other brothers or sisters in the family, nor a father. The mother must have been a widow for a long time, because she told others that Yi'er's father was dead.
King Liang began to appear on North Street as a big boss.
This is the poorest place in the entire capital.
It's two different worlds from where he is.
He got some books to sell, and his stall was right next to Yi'er's stall.
Datou's business is not very good, but he always brings delicious food to Yier.
"Don't bring me food in the future. It costs so much money." Yi'er was very satisfied with the meal, but she also felt that these snacks must not be cheap.
King Liang looked at her face which was full of happiness as she ate, and said, "Don't worry about the snacks. My uncle is a cook in the restaurant. The shopkeeper asked him to take these snacks away when they were left over. He would bring them to me every day if he couldn't finish them. I don't like sweets."
"It's great to have an uncle who is a cook." Yi'er said enviously.
King Liang glanced at her and smiled, "Yes, at least as his nephew, I have enough snacks and delicious food to give to my friends."
"Then I'm very happy to be your friend." Yi'er said with a smile.
North Street was bustling with people coming and going, and it was very noisy. Sometimes people had to shout when talking. Prince Liang liked to see Yi'er talking loudly, and her face turned red, which looked very pretty.
The sun was strong at noon and there were fewer people.
Yi'er invited King Liang to sit under the big banyan tree. Looking at his books, she said worriedly, "Your business is not doing well. You need to think of a way. Can you sell other things? Selling books in this place will definitely not sell well."
King Liang also looked very melancholy, "But I don't know what I can sell."
Yi'er thought for a moment and said, "It would be good if we could sell food, such as maltose, sesame pancakes, candied haws, and rice cakes."
She pointed at an old man across the street and said, "He sells roasted sweet potatoes. His business is very good. He can make 50 coins a day, sometimes 100 coins. He and I are very good friends."
King Liang pretended to be surprised and asked, "How can you earn so much?"
Yi'er nodded vigorously, "Really? I've calculated it for him, and Brother Niu also said that selling food is the most profitable, but I can't cook. I can only make clay figurines and cloth dolls."
This was the first time that King Liang heard her mention Brother Aniu. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Who is Brother Aniu? I've been here for a few days and haven't seen him."
"Brother Aniu sells candy figurines, which are delicious. He also sells pots and pans occasionally. He does whatever business is good. But he hasn't been here these two days. His mother is sick and he has to stay at home to take care of her. I will go to see him after I close my stall today."
King Liang smiled and said, "It seems that the people selling food are all very friendly to you."
"Yes, I'll go buy food from them after I sell the clay figurines." Yi'er smiled, her dimples blooming like a small crabapple flower.
The sun shone through the gaps between the branches. The large, fine-leaved banyan trees were able to block the summer heat. Fewer and fewer people came and went. King Liang knew that it would become lively again around the third hour.
He placed a mat under the big banyan tree and slowly lay down, putting his hands behind his head. Looking at the thick branches, he thought how wonderful it would be if life could always be so peaceful.
He turned his head to look at Yi'er, who was carefully picking out blemishes from the face of a clay figure, with serious concentration. The scattered sunlight fell on her fair and round face, and fine white hairs could be seen. She looked like a very real and lively girl.
Occasionally she turned her head and smiled at him, her smile was gentle and beautiful.
He couldn't tell whether he liked this girl or the tranquility here. In short, he felt extremely comfortable in his heart.
However, he also had a vague worry in his heart: how long can this peace last
He always appears here and is always known.
He slowly closed his eyes, listening to the noise outside gradually fade away, while the chirping of cicadas in the banyan tree became clearer.
He felt an itchy feeling on his face, so he opened his eyes and saw a pair of clear black eyes. Yi'er was looking at him with a smile.
She opened her hand, and in her palm was a fluffy peach, which was not yet ripe but had been picked by her.
"Where are they from?" Although peaches are already on the market, they are not sold on North Street yet. They are only sold outside and the price is relatively expensive.
"I picked them from Aunt Sun's house when I went out today," she said in a low voice.
"Picked?" King Liang narrowed his eyes.
She stammered for a long time, "I put down two cents."
King Liang burst out laughing, "So you bought it?"
He took the peach in one hand and rubbed it. "It's not ripe yet, how can it taste good?"
"This is for you, so you can try something new. They're all sold outside." Yi'er's face flushed. "You always bring me delicious food, and I don't have much to give you in return. I thought peaches were rare, so I bought one for you."
Peaches were not actually a rare commodity, they were just more expensive when they first came on the market. There was never a shortage of expensive fruits in his house, but he seldom ate them.
However, when I held this half-ripe peach in my hand, I felt warm in my heart.
"Don't you want to eat it?" Yi'er looked at him eagerly... at the peach in his hand.
King Liang smiled and said, "I'll eat slowly when I get home tonight."
"Oh..." Yi'er forced a smile, "Yes, I'll eat slowly when I get home tonight."
Thought I'd try one.
The next day, King Liang brought a small basket of peaches.
When he was on the way, he had already thought of his excuse: the peach was given by his uncle's boss, who was a cook, as a reward for his good cooking skills.
However, Yi'er was nowhere to be seen under the big banyan tree, and even the stall had been replaced by one selling candied haws, owned by a dark-skinned young man.
Did he take Yi'er's place
King Liang put away the bookcase, then carefully placed the peach on the box, walked over and asked hostilely: "Why did you take someone else's seat?"
The young man was startled, looked at him, then looked at the two large boxes he held out, then smiled and said, "Are you the big boss?"
"You know me?" King Liang was surprised.
"Yes, Yi'er has mentioned you several times. I'm Aniu." He skillfully separated the candied haws and said, "Yier didn't come today. She's sick."
"Is she sick?" King Liang felt his heart shrink slightly. "Why is she sick? What's wrong? Has she seen a doctor?"
Ah Niu waved his hand, "It's okay, she will have an attack once or twice a month."
"Is she really sick?" King Liang remembered that she said she was sick and was about to die, and his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that she really had an incurable disease
"Yes, she has a heart disease, which she brought from the womb and is difficult to cure." Aniu sighed.
The heart disease was something he had been suffering from since his mother's birth. Although King Liang did not know medicine, he knew that it was an incurable disease.
Most of the diseases that are acquired from the mother's womb cannot be cured.
"Do you know where her home is?" asked King Liang.
"I don't know. No one is allowed to go to her house. Her mother is very fierce, so she didn't tell us." Aniu said.
(End of this chapter)