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The fist trembled, the middle-aged man's mouth had been bitten out of blood, looking at the smug face of the little girl, the smiles of his two children suddenly appeared in his mind, and after a while, the strength of his hand was suddenly loosened, and the fist was already hanging down.

The collar was loosened, and the little guy sneered, then reached out and straightened his neckline, and said in an extremely mocking tone: "Get out!" After finishing speaking, his body turned around and walked triumphantly towards the house.

The middle-aged man's figure was obviously depressed, his head was hanging down, and the background was extremely bleak.

When the onlookers saw that there was no follow-up, they pointed and pointed again, and then quickly dispersed, for fear that the matter would affect them.

At the corner of the street, Du Weiwei's figure was completely hidden in the cloak, and his brows were slightly furrowed until the crowd dispersed, and then he stepped forward.

The middle-aged man had already walked down the steps, squatting helplessly beside his cart, his eyes glanced at the cart full of grain, his head hung down heavily, and the whole person was helpless to the extreme.

There is no silver to take back, but how is it good.

Squatting with his head buried in his arms, the middle-aged man only felt that he had reached a dead end.

With his head down, a pair of light white shoes suddenly caught his eyes.

After being stunned for a long time, the middle-aged man raised his head, and the person who came had the light on his back, and he couldn't see his face clearly for a while, but the appearance of the light around him went straight into his heart.

A beautiful voice sounded: "How many taels of silver are these grains?" ”

Suddenly, the middle-aged man stood up suddenly, and his eyes widened to look at the woman in front of him.

He will not be mistaken about this voice, it must be the young lady who gave him the hairpin a long time ago.

When Du Weiwei's face entered his eyes, the middle-aged man's expression obviously became excited, his hands kept rubbing his clothes, and his mouth was already a little incoherent: "Miss, it's really you...... It's really a young lady! ”

Zi Koo's expression was dark, and he had already stepped forward and blocked in front of Du Weiwei, for fear that this man would make something inappropriate.

Du Weiwei was also a little surprised by the man's actions, looking at the man with his eyebrows, the sense of familiarity came again, and his brain turned quickly, and finally raised a figure in the deep memory.

When he was still in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the beggar who collided with himself and Du Piaoling in front of the mansion and had two children.

At that time, I gave him the hairpin on my head.

Remembering from the bottom of his heart, Du Weiwei smiled and raised his hand, reached out and patted Zikou's shoulder, signaling her not to be nervous, and there was a lot of concern in his tone, seeing that the man in front of him now had his own work to do, he was also very relieved in his heart.

"How are the two children doing?"

The middle-aged man was obviously excited, and he didn't speak clearly for half a day.

Du Weiwei understood what he meant, the two children were very good, and he also had the strength to do it.

The smile on his lips was shallow, and Du Weiwei was not in a hurry, just quietly listening to the man's incoherent words.

At last, the man knelt down.

"Thank you, Miss! Miss is my savior, if Miss is useful to me in the future, I will be a cow and a horse for Miss! The excitement in the words has been fully revealed.

The smile on Du Weiwei's lips was not faint or thick, he always listened to the man's words, and after hearing the man's words, he finally opened his mouth: "You take good care of the child, it is the best." Then he looked at the cart, and then at Hao Fu, who had closed the door, his eyes were smooth, and he stretched out his hand to help the middle-aged man.

Shallow words asked: "You came to deliver food to Hao's mansion?" ”

As soon as the words mentioned Hao Mansion, the expression on the man's face froze obviously, and a sense of helplessness welled up on his brows, and he sighed lamentatively before he said slowly.

"Since Miss helped me, I settled in Zhuangzi in the east of Chengdu and found a worker to deliver food."

"There are not many people in the village, so the grain will be gathered, and I will send it to Kyoto to sell it, and then go back to distribute silver taels to everyone."

"Haofu is now the largest grain merchant in Kyoto, and all grain must pass through his house before it can be delivered."

"Earlier, I brought some food to his house, and said it was good, so I will send it directly to his house when the time comes."

"At that time, I was so happy that I couldn't do it, thinking that the silver taels given by Hao Mansion should be more."

"When the **** came a few days ago, he said that he would not accept it, so I stayed in Kyoto for several days, and today is the third time I came, but the people in his house are ......"

At this point, the middle-aged man's tone had slowly declined.

Du Weiwei's eyes flashed, and he said in a gentle tone: "It's okay, you can send this cart of grain to the Lizun Palace, and someone will give you silver." After that, he took out a hairpin from his head and handed it to the man, "Show them this hairpin, and they won't embarrass you." ”

The middle-aged man was stunned at first, and then he was about to kneel down again, and a little tear welled up in his slightly cloudy eyes: "Thank you, Miss, Miss, Miss, thank you." Thank you, thank you......"

Zi Ko finally couldn't help but interject a sentence, and there was obviously some dissatisfaction in her tone: "What is your name, Miss, the one in front of you is Princess Lizun!" ”

The man who had already stretched out his hand to pick up the hairpin heard this, his body trembled violently twice, his eyes raised to look at Du Weiwei, and then quickly lowered: "I, I...... I...... Xiaomin ......"

Du glanced at Zikou slightly, put the hairpin into his hand, and said in a light tone: "Go." ”

With that, he turned his footsteps away, and he was already walking up the stairs farther away.

Zikou glanced at the middle-aged man again, and hurriedly followed Du Weiwei's steps.

Turning his head and looking at Du Weiwei's distant back, the man only felt as dazzling as the light, his head hung down slightly towards her, and he whispered in his voice: "Princess Lizun, thank you, thank you......"

The footsteps stopped in front of the door of Hao's mansion, Du Weiwei did not move, Zi Kom was already clear, approached one step, and began to knock on the door.

But for half a day, no one came out.

Du Weiwei's brows furrowed obviously, glanced at Zikou, and nodded to signal Zikou to continue knocking.

This time, before he had been knocking for too long, a male voice suddenly sounded behind him: "That ......"

The two turned around, and it was the middle-aged man who had not yet left.

"What's the matter?" Zikou spoke first, and her footsteps had already retreated to Du Weiwei's side.

After the man knew that Du Weiwei was the princess, he seemed to be a little timid, and stretched out his hand and pointed to the door of Hao's mansion: "Princess, this door, it seems to be knocking like this, last time I saw someone knock like this......"

Raising his eyebrows, Du looked at the man slightly. (To be continued.) )