Naturally, poor families can't live on the banks of the Qinhuai River, and the old West Alley in the west of the city is a gathering place for poor people. In front of the innermost door of Xijo Lane, there is a half-dead old willow tree planted in front of the house, it is the sound of people, and the Wang Po next door is wondering, this Cheng Niangzi's door has always been cold in front of the door, Wang Po grabbed a handful of melon seeds, leaned on the door frame of her house, chattered in her mouth, and saw a faint figure inside, but she didn't dare to go over to listen to the root of the wall, in this alley, the most powerful woman is the hostess of this house.

At this time, in the home of Zhangjia Xiucai, a white-bearded Lang Zhong was treating the little girl, and I saw the little girl staring at a pair of round eyes, looking at Lang Zhong's white-flowered beard in a daze.

"Girl, do you feel any discomfort in your head?" Lang Zhong asked, and the little girl suddenly grinned and said, "Is this a flashy dream?" Cheng Niangzi on the side asked anxiously, "Langzhong, this kid won't have a bad head, right?" Peony, who was standing on the side, comforted, "Madam, don't worry, Dr. Zhang's medical skills are excellent, and he will definitely cure Miss Ling." ”

The white-bearded old man stroked his boss's beard and said, "It should be an addiction, I'll see the situation after I apply the needle." After speaking, he took out a pack of silver needles, pulled out the thickest one, and pierced it into the flesh of the little girl. The little girl suddenly felt a chill, and before she could react, the silver needle had already pierced into her flesh.

Jinyu felt the pain from the hundreds of limbs, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water, revealing a sense of suffocating oppression, she saw Cheng Niangzi's anxious face, and suddenly tears rained down.

"Mother?" Jinyu couldn't believe her eyes.

Jinyu looked at Cheng Niangzi's figure and felt an unreal feeling.

Her mother had been dead for years, and if she hadn't been so stupid, why would she have died so early.

Who knew that her incompetent father turned out to be the only son of Mrs. Wang's beloved daughter, a sour show with four walls suddenly became the fourth master of the Zhang family, and everyone disliked the identity of Cheng Niangzi back then, so her father accepted Su Rou as a concubine.

Jinyu's tragedy and nightmare began, her mother died suddenly when she was thirteen years old, and her father helped Su Rou right a month later, and Jinyu was framed for losing her temper when she was sixteen years old and sent to a nunnery.

All her life, she was at the mercy of others, humiliated by others, and lived in the corner.

At the age of twenty-three, he died without dignity, turned into a ghost, and there was no peace after death. Zhang Jinyu nested in the quilt, and tears flowed out uncontrollably. Is it hard for her to go through such pain again?

"Zhang Jinyu, hurry up, I'm going to go out of the stall today, and if we don't come out of the stall, we won't even have to drink white water, and the money given by the peony girl will already enter your delicate father's stomach." Cheng Niangzi felt that her life was miserable when she thought about it, and the money that her daughter exchanged for her life was spent by this uncompetitive man, but even if it was spent, the disease was still not good.

"Good" Zhang Jinyu got dressed, ate a little bit of the nest left over from his father's food, and left with Cheng Niangzi carrying the burden, Cheng Niangzi has two scholars in the family, her husband is studying all the year round, and her son was also sent to the academy early, and he hasn't seen him for a year, Jinyu's brother is extremely powerful in the future, Jiahe sixteen years and six songs, known as Zhang Liushou, just because of his biological mother, Jinyu and this half-brother are not close The weather in late spring is already very hot, and Jinyu's back is already sweating, But Cheng Niangzi, who was carrying the burden, was still in good spirits.

"You girl, I don't remember this, we are going to the small street of the East Gate and set up an herbal tea stall, I don't know, the old Li Tou still won't let us put it." Cheng Niangzi pulled Jinyu back who went in the wrong direction, Jinling City in front of her, both prosperous and rich shops lined up, pedestrians and travelers like weaving, her mother was as flexible as a swimming fish in the crowd, Jinyu followed her mother closely in the crowded crowd, and finally arrived at her destination.

"Miaomiao, it's here, give me a hand and open the stall." Cheng Niangzi said angrily to Jinyu who was looking left and right on the side, Jinyu was stunned, the name Miaomiao, since her mother died, no one has called her anymore.

"Cheng Niangzi, I'm afraid this is not in accordance with the rules." An old man with a goatee and a dry tobacco gun said angrily, and Jinyu subconsciously looked at her mother.

"Uncle Li, my shopkeeper was very sick a few days ago, and I took care of him for a few days, so why don't you come out to earn some money for medicine while he is better, you see?" Cheng Niangzi said, Jinyu stood in place, stunned, that old Uncle Li, sighed.

"That's it, I'll just let you sit here for a few days, and next month's rent will be renewed." Lao Li turned around and knocked his old cigarette gun and walked away slowly.

Cheng Niangzi breathed a long sigh of relief.

Jinyu fanned the small stove for Cheng Niangzi on the side, it is said that the job of burning herbal tea was passed on to her by Cheng Niangzi and her mother, saying that she would have a livelihood after she was down, but at that time Cheng Niangzi said that she was married to a talented man, and she didn't have to go out to show her face no matter how she found it.

However, when Cheng Niangzi thinks about it now, she feels that what her mother said is right.

Although there are many people on the street in the morning, there are very few people who buy herbal tea, it may be that the weather is not very hot, Jinyu who is squatting on the side is already hungry with her chest against her back, she smells the fragrance of the meat buns next door, the smell of stinky tofu in front, and then looks at the fragrant wonton noodles on the left, and swallows her saliva.

"Grunt~" Cheng Niangzi coughed twice in embarrassment.

"Mother, you haven't eaten in the morning?" Jinyu looked at Cheng Niangzi, whose face was a little pale, and suddenly felt sad in her heart.

"Miaomiao knows that she cares about her mother, it's okay, when it sells out in the afternoon, my mother invites you to eat meat buns."

"Good" Jinyu's heart is full of the figure of the meat bun next door, Jinyu remembers that this is what it was like when she was a child, Jinyu bought herbal tea with this mother before entering Zhang's mansion, Jinyu always thought that she might find an ordinary man to marry like her mother in this life, and then live a difficult but ordinary life. Now that I think about it, it should be pretty good.

The sun on Jinyu's head was like a big silver platter, and the pedestrians on the road finally realized that they needed to buy a bowl of Jinyu's herbal tea.

"Two bowls of herbal tea." The two teenagers, who were obviously scholars, came to Cheng Niangzi's herbal tea stall, found a shady place and sat down, and then began to talk about this year's scientific examination.

Cheng Niangzi counted the copper coins in her hand and sighed, these money were not enough for her delicate medicine. The little girl's meat bun is also difficult to say.