It may be just in time for everyone to go home from the stalls, so the teahouse seems a little deserted, only a few people are resting and drinking tea, leisurely listening to the old and young in the distance, singing unknown songs in the local dialect.

For this kind of scene, Song Rumu has only read about it in books, but she has never had the opportunity to get in close contact with it like this. Now that I saw it, I naturally felt that it was very interesting, so I looked at the little girl singing on the stage with wide eyes like Song Nianzhi.

The folk customs of Fuyang are simple, and the rogue ruffians who like to flirt and sing the chicks most in the legend have almost cleaned up when Song Han was appointed as the commander of Fuyang County, so the little girl on the stage has been singing for more than a year, and she has never met someone staring at herself like this. In addition to blushing, she inevitably looked at the source of the gaze staring at her, and after looking at it, she found that they were two children who were about the same age as her, but they were brightly dressed and handsome, and they were the children of a rich family at first glance.

The other little girl blushed even more was that the little boy who made her eyes shine for a while, after staring at her for a while, turned his head away, and followed the two middle-aged people who came with him to look at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and the young lady who should not have stared at her the most kept staring at her, as if there was a flower on her face.

Song Rumu, who looked at the little girl of other people's embarrassment, looked like she was looking at others, but in fact, she was now excited to enter the teahouse for the first time in so many years, especially when she thought that every time she crossed the protagonist to the teahouse, this teahouse would definitely be jumping, even if it was not razed to the ground, it would have to break a table or break a window!

So Song Rumu slowly fell into anticipation while looking and thinking, staring at the little girl with bright eyes, and she didn't consciously take it back after singing the song. It wasn't until Song Han, who had chosen a seat, that he found that his daughter was still standing still, that he asked his son Song Nian to come and call someone.

Song Rumu, who came to her senses, touched her nose and laughed a few times, and after nodding her apology to the little girl singing, she came to Song Han's side and sat down, studying the Fuyang mountain tea that had just been brewed in front of her. Sitting straight until the sunset in the evening, when Song Han told Song Xiaochuan to go to settle the bill, there was no accident in the law of crossing.

This made Song Rumu, who was rarely bad at once, disappointed, and walked out of the teahouse. Song Rumu shook his little head vigorously, so that his brain, which had been thinking for a long time, completely sobered up. But I also thought that if I want to get a truly peaceful life, I have to be content with a character like her.

Song Rumu. Come on! Come on!

What made Song Rumu's heart beat was that not long after she comforted herself, the carriage they were riding in came to a sudden brake, and when Song Han leaned out to check what the reason was, he heard the coachman sitting in front of him shouting: "It's a child running over." accidentally startled the horse".

Song Han, who thought it was just a naughty child, put down the curtain of the car after saying "forget it" and asked the coachman to drive back to the villa quickly. But as soon as the car started, there was another sudden brake, and this time before Song Han Chusheng asked, the coachman said: "My lord, this time two men ran over and startled the horse."

Song Han and Ji Wuchen in the car glanced at each other, both laughed, and once again ordered the coachman to go on the road.

And Song Rumu, who was sitting next to Song Nianzhi, was really at war with heaven and man at this time. I secretly said in my heart: Come on, come on......

Sure enough, after the car braked sharply for the third time, Song Han couldn't help but get out of the car, ready to go directly to see what was going on, and Song Nianzhi and Song Rumu, who secretly scolded him for his crow's mouth, were willing to lag behind, so they naturally hurriedly followed their father Song Han out of the carriage.

Crawling out of the car, through the gap in the crowd that was enclosed, Song Rumu saw a little boy of eleven or twelve years old, who was being restrained left and right by two men dressed as shopkeepers, and no matter how his little body twisted, he couldn't move in the slightest.

"What happened?" Song Han, who got out of the car, asked. The people around who knew Song Han saluted sideways and said, "Lord Song."

After waving his hand and nodding slightly to everyone, Song Han looked at the shopkeeper who was twisting and refusing to let go, and frowned: "Why are you two bullying a child?" ”

"Your Excellency. We have been wronged! It wasn't that we bullied him, but that he stole our host's things first, and we came to arrest him on the orders of the host. The two shopkeepers also knew Song Han, so they didn't shout "Who is coming" like the usual bad guys who bully people, so they replied directly to Song Han.

"Oh? In this way, it should also be reported to the police for arrest. How can you arrest yourself? If you don't send people to the county government quickly, please judge according to the laws of our dynasty. As soon as he heard that it was not bullying people for no reason, Song Han prepared to return to the carriage after speaking, after all, according to his daughter's "paid leave", it was really inconvenient for him to take care of other people's official affairs with such an identity.

When everyone was busy making way for Song Han, no one noticed that the kid suddenly raised his head and stared at Song Han with eager eyes when he heard everyone calling "Lord Song". It wasn't until Song Han was about to leave that the boy shouted, "Lord Song, save me."

Hearing this, Song Han paused, turned around and chuckled: "If you didn't steal anything, Lord Shangguan would return your innocence, why do you need me to save people?" Let them go to the officials! After speaking, he turned around and took Song Rumu and Song Nianzhi's little hands and walked towards the carriage.

"Let's go...... Lord Song is a good official, and he never favors anyone, so don't steal things when you're a child and don't break the king's law. As soon as the two shopkeepers saw that Song Han had no intention of interfering in this matter, they said to the little boy with a smug expression.

But the boy shouted, "Lord Song...... I have an eighty-year-old great-grandmother, a sixty-year-old grandmother, a forty-year-old mother, and a ......."

These words made everyone present laugh out loud, and they all asked in unison, "What's next?" ”。

Song Rumu, who was worried about the little boy, was secretly said by everyone, "It turns out that everyone is very funny", and then covered her mouth with Song Nianzhi and laughed. Song Han was moved by what he said, stopped his steps, turned around and looked at the little boy and waited for him to continue.

The little boy glanced at everyone with his eyes before he continued: "There is a six-year-old sister, Lord Song, you have pity on me, don't let them send me to see the official, that stick will beat me to death!" What about my great-grandmother, grandmother, mother...... But it's really everyone's taken care of."

"Lord Song, don't listen to his nonsense, he clearly doesn't want to return things, and he knows that you are kind-hearted, so he is here to brag nonsense, who doesn't have a man in the family, how can there be such a family full of women?" Seeing that Song Han was moved by compassion, the two shopkeepers hurriedly said.

"Well, what did he steal from your host? I'll just let him give it back to you. Song Han, who was a local parent official during the war, naturally knew that among the refugees who came to Jiangnan from the border passes, most of them were families with no men and only women in their families, and he thought that this child should be a family that fled here. So in the spirit of protecting the people, Song Han planned to make an exception.

"This ...... Our owner refused to say it, only said that this kid stole his things, "Xiao Erjia and Xiao ErB are embarrassed at the same time."

"Then how about you return the things to others, and I will be in charge of you and let you both be clear?" Since the shopkeeper couldn't say it, Song Han turned around and said gently to the little boy.

Hearing this, the little boy nodded hurriedly and asked the shopkeeper who was holding him to let him go. After his hands and feet were free, he took out something similar to a silk handkerchief from his arms without the slightest hesitation, handed it to Song Han and said, "This is the recipe for cooking."

Song Han has been an official for many years, and he has seen everything he steals, but this is the first time he has seen this stealing recipe, and he can't help but be surprised: "What are you doing stealing this?" ”

"I heard that there are shops in Hangzhou that ask for a recipe for cooking at a high price, and I heard that Jiang Yuanwai's restaurant is a must in Fuyang, so I entered their restaurant to do chores, and stole it when Jiang Yuanwai was drunk, and was going to go to Hangzhou to sell money and buy a field to grow food, so that the elders and sisters in the family can have a full meal." Although this is simple, if you want to do it, you can't succeed in a day or two, not to mention that there is only an eleven or twelve-year-old boy in front of you, and the complexity is unimaginable.

Song Han frowned when he heard this, and felt distressed for the refugee's last resort, Ji Wuchen and Song Nianzhi were also speechless and pondering, only Song Rumu felt that his eyes lit up, although this kid didn't know that he had inadvertently committed the "Intellectual Property Law", but he was also unusually smart, after all, it was not easy to do this, and what was even more extreme was that he would not hesitate to take out his hard-won things in exchange for freedom. Can this be said to know the trade-offs and judge the situation? In addition, he stole the goods himself so that his relatives at home could have a full meal and live a stable life in the future, and his heart can be forgiven!

After the shopkeeper saw Song Han leave with a handkerchief on his face, Song Han patted the little boy on the shoulder and said, "Only this once, I'm afraid no one will help you next time." ”

"Villain Yan Shuiji, Lord Xie rescue! Although Shui Ji has never met Lord Song, he often hears the neighbors mention Lord Song, so he will take the risk to ask for help this time, it turns out that Lord Song is really a good official! He thanked Song Han with the gift of hugging his fist and thanking each other with the common gift of thanking each other, and the little boy named Yan Shuiji said with gratitude and admiration.

"Huh...... Don't talk about that. Your home is not far from here, we will send you in a carriage", seeing the little boy's refreshing words, Song Han couldn't help but smile.

"Don't dare to bother adults, my family lives in Sunjiazhuang, which is far away from here, and ......" Looking at the tattered clothes on his body, and then looking at the splendid clothes on the Song sisters and brothers, Yan Shuiji couldn't help but be ashamed.

"Just right...... Sunjiazhuang is very close to our residence, presumably the old and young in your family should also remember you, get in the car", Song Han smiled and handed his big hand to Yan Shuiji, without any dislike, and Yan Shuiji timidly handed his little hand to Song Han after blushing.

On the carriage, the Song sisters and brothers sat side by side, and Ji Wuchen sat side by side with Song Han, only the little boy Yan Shuiji sat far away at the entrance of the carriage, with nothing unusual on his face, but the hand that kept arranging his clothes revealed the tension in his heart.

And Song Rumu asked when everyone was silent: "You said your name is saltwater chicken?" ”

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