Ya Ya was dragged away by Wei Wangchu, and secretly looked back to see that Peng Qiangxi had already left, leaving only Zhou Fengling standing at the door.

Secretly sighed, twisted his arm out of Wei Wangchu's hand, and slapped the soil on his body.

Wei Wangchu watched her movements, and also glanced back, "Are you amazed or frightened?"

Well?

The muddy bud glanced sideways at Wei Wangchu, "What do you mean?"

Zhou Xing also looked at him sideways, her face was not good.

The man's face was unpleasant, "Where's the veil?" ”

"What's the matter with you?"

A pun, my dirty face and my amazing fright have nothing to do with you, who are you?

Zhou Xing handed her handkerchief to Yaya, and the girl looked at the handkerchief embroidered with apricot blossoms in her hand.

"This red clay will be dyed, are you sure to use your beloved handkerchief? This is the embroidery pattern drawn by the girl of the Wang family. ”

deliberately emphasized the four words of the girl from the Wang family, and glanced at Wei Wangchu, "That embroidery has also been destroyed by me." ”

Zhou Xing looked at the handkerchief distressedly, Zhou Ajiao rarely embroidered it, but it was a pity.

"It's okay, it's just a veil. ”

"Righteous anger!"

Ya Ya stretched out her thumb to Zhou Xing, and pushed her hand back, "But forget it, isn't it just mud, it's okay, I'll just wipe it with my hand." ”

Saying that, he raised his hand and stroked a few handfuls on his face at will, but it was okay not to stroke, and when he stroked, the red clay sticked to his face and became stronger, and he directly became a big flower face.

Wei Wangchu took out his handkerchief and raised his hand to wipe her, but the bud jumped and flashed far away.

"No, no, no trouble!"

The man's hand was still frozen in mid-air, and the handkerchief in his hand shook open, fluttering and fluttering.

It's obviously spring, why is there a sudden cold wind?

Zhou Xing couldn't help but shudder.

Back at the bookstore, Zhou Xing ran in to read the book, and Yaya felt that she was dirty, so she didn't go in, and sat at the door and waited.

Sitting in the shadows, looking at the flower shop from afar, his eyes were dark.

Aren't orchids notoriously noble?

A dirty little beggar came over and said to Yaya with a hippie smile, "Beautiful sister, why are you so good-looking! Just like the fairy daughter in the play, you are beautiful and kind, give some money to buy some food to eat!"

is only six or seven years old, but his voice is smooth and sophisticated, not like a child at all.

It's the old man again.

In that big dream, when she escaped from Zheng's house after being beaten and dying, she was surrounded by a group of beggars to take advantage, and there was a little beggar who shouted that she had leprosy and would be contagious, and dispersed with everyone.

The friendship of a bun.

Ya Ya looked the little beggar up and down, his face was full of dirt, his hair was messy, and only a pair of eyes were shining, cunning and pure.

"I look like this, can you still see that I'm beautiful?"

The little beggar smiled, "Beauty is in the bones but not in the skin, how can this little soil cover up my sister's beauty?"

"You can really talk," Yaya counted out twenty coins from her purse, squatted down, and handed it to him, "What's your name?"

"Yam. ”

It's the first time I've seen someone so generous, everyone else gives one penny, but this sister actually gave twenty wen at once!

He was slightly stunned, then shook his head firmly, "Sister, I don't want so much, give it to me...... Just two articles. ”

Bud Ya was slightly surprised, "Why?"

"I didn't have enough strength to protect my spare money, so I was robbed by those big beggars. ”

The tone was flat, and there was no resentment at all.

The law of the jungle is the rule of this world, which cannot be broken, but can only be adapted.

The wisdom of a seven or eight-year-old beggar is beaten out by life.

"At least eat a full meal, and hide the rest in your shoes. ”

Yaya gave him five cents, "If you are found, give him the money." ”

The little beggar looked at the bud in a daze.

This is really a fairy sister from the play, right?

Yaya smiled at him and said, "I'm from Chunshan Village, my name is Zhou Yaya, if you can't eat, go to the village to find me." ”

Xiao Ya was slightly stunned, took the money, hid a penny in one shoe, and held the rest in his arms, "Sister, why are you so good! Are you a fairy sister?"

Yaya smiled, "I am, you helped me in my last life, so I came to look for you in this life." ”

Bright eyes flashed with doubt, "Really? Then why don't I remember?"

"I just remember," Bud Ya smiled happily.

"Then I'll do something for you, sister, do you need my help?" the little beggar's eyes sparkled.

Suddenly, he approached Yaya a little and lowered his voice, "Sister, you just saw the young master of the Peng family rolling into the mud by himself, are you afraid of him?"

Xiao Yayuan saw Ya Ya stuffing a bunch of money into his purse, and followed all the way to ask for something, just took a closer look at what had just happened, he was facing Ya Ya, and saw the fear in Ya Ya's eyes clearly.

The little beggar has been in the town for a long time, and he doesn't know anything else, but he still knows a little about the young master of the Peng family, which is one of the main objects of those big beggars' after-dinner chatter - there are too many romantic dramas!

Every time the big beggars chatted, they always said that they were either fighting with the goblins in the field of this proprietress or catching loaches and drilling holes in the kitchen with the little daughter-in-law.

The content is fragrant and exciting, making him unforgettable.

Bud Ya chuckled in her heart, and listened to him continue, "Are you afraid of him? Has he bullied you before? I know he's not a good person!"

"Don't talk nonsense! I don't know him. ”

Ya Ya interrupted his speculation, thought about it, grabbed his arm, pulled him to the place where there were few people at the mouth of the alley, and asked, "Do you know the young master of the Peng family?"

Xiao Yam nodded and shook his head, and said with a smile: "I know him, he doesn't know me, and he doesn't know me." ”

Yaya pursed her lips and thought for a while, "You can do my sister a favor, help me keep an eye on him and see who he is in contact with." ”

To hit the enemy, you must first understand the enemy's situation.

The little beggar scratched his head, "I can look at him, but I can't hear what he says to others, such a person, as soon as he gets close to him, he will be beaten." ”

"Don't get close! Don't get close to him!" Bud Ya naturally knew his ruthlessness, "Just look at him from a distance." ”

The little beggar nodded in agreement, "Okay, wrap it up on me." ”

Turning his head and grinning, "But, Sister Yaya, why are you staring at him? I'm afraid you also like him, right? Sister, he's not a good son......"

Bud Ya patted him on the head, "What does the little hairy boy know!"

The little potato smiled.

"Every two or three episodes we meet here, you tell me what's going on, and I'll give you five cents each time. ”

Yaya was not too dirty, and raised her hand to touch the little beggar's head.

The little beggar's mouth was about to grin to the back of his ear, "Just two articles, I can't keep it if I have more." ”

Yaya left, and Wei Wangchu walked out from the corner of the wall on the other side and stood in front of the little beggar.

The little beggar was lowering his head to do something, his eyes suddenly darkened, he was startled, his brows were furrowed, and he was about to open his mouth to scold, and when he thought about it just now, Young Master Peng seemed to be very polite to this master, and he closed his voice again, and replaced it with a flattering smile.

"This lord, the little one is saying goodbye to you! I wish you good fortune and great wealth, can you be kind enough to reward the small ones for food?"

Wei Wangchu glanced at the little beggar indifferently, stretched out his hand and handed him a sign, "Go find Poor Qi, give him the sign, and give him the girl's work." ”

The little potato looked at the cards in his hand in a daze-

Legend has it that the Mandarin Order of Wenfeng Pavilion is the token of Huaxing, the head of the three elders.

The man turned around, took two quick steps to chase the bud, grabbed his arm, and pulled him to the corner.

"Why do you ask the little beggar to stare at Peng Qiangxi?"

"Be quiet!"

Yaya looked around, saw that there was no one, and said angrily, "You, why are you eavesdropping on me?"

"I was just passing through, who knew you were saying something nasty?"

"Why can't you see anyone?"

Yaya was annoyed in her heart, and her tone was even more unkind, "What do you know to point fingers here? ”

The man was stunned by her attitude, and his face sank, "You want to hook up with him? ”