The market in front of you is very lively, the excitement is somewhat beyond Rowan's imagination, people come and go endlessly, small traders and hawkers shout constantly, although the bazaar looks simple, the small traders sell a wide variety of things, but it is a little messy, a vendor in his hand, you can see vegetables, you can also see chopsticks, and even slippers and hoes, but it is like the grocery store in Rowan's memory, there is everything.

Rowan and the woman walked, and the woman's dress at the moment was very beautiful and fresh, because when the two of them passed by a mountain spring before, the woman deliberately stopped and carefully dressed up.

It is naturally impossible to carve carefully, but the woman is probably the kind of natural beauty, so she casually washed it with water a few times, and stroked her hair for a while, and the whole person immediately showed the beauty of water out of hibiscus.

In this way, walking with Rowan, coupled with Rowan's steady pace, the two do not look like a mother and son, but like a pair of sisters and brothers, or husband and wife.

The beauty of a woman is rare, at least along the way, Rowan has not found half a woman who can compare with his mother's appearance, so that Rowan will meet the eyes of the surroundings from time to time.

He's very calm, he can't control other people's eyes! However, the woman was unexpectedly as calm as Luo Wen, as if she was blind to all the aggressive eyes around her.

"Son, there's a dim sum shop in front of you! Mother will buy you pastries to eat, the best pastries will definitely not be worse than what we used to eat. The woman said, her brows fluttering.

The dim sum shop arrived, the name of the shop was called "a pastry", and there were not many people coming and going, Rowan noticed that they were all dressed brightly, robes and brocade robes, and there was a clear jade in the corners of their clothes, and even the demeanor of walking was arrogant.

Rowan was a little puzzled at the moment, he and his mother were already poor to the point of living in a dilapidated temple, could they still afford to eat this obviously expensive pastry?

Rowan looked at the woman, who mistakenly thought he was urging, and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, son, my mother will buy it for you!" ”

As she spoke, the woman temporarily abandoned Rowan and paced into a pastry, looking at her demeanor, she was actually similar to the kind of people in brocade clothes who had just come in and out, and even won in terms of wealth and nobility.

Then, Rowan saw from a distance that the woman was negotiating with the guy who sold pastries, probably exchanging deals, and from beginning to end, the middle-aged guy's face was full of respect and flattery.

It wasn't until the woman walked out again, but her hands were still empty, that the guy's original smile slowly turned into puzzlement, doubt, and questioning.

"Mother!" Rowan shouted.

The woman obviously pretended to smile, Rowan didn't mean to ask, but she still explained: "In recent years, the price of pastries has risen too fast, and my mother was careless for a while, and she didn't bring enough money......"

"It's okay, mother, look, there's a baked cake stall next to it, I'll just eat a baked cake."

"How can this be?"

Unexpectedly, Luo Wen's words were like stepping on a woman's sore feet, and her voice naturally said resolutely: "How can this kind of chaff be eaten by my son?" People can be poor, but dignity must not be short. ”

Hearing such remarks for the first time, Rowan was a little stunned, and he suddenly discovered the contradictory side of his mother's personality in front of him.

On the one hand, it seems that she wants to maintain her aristocratic decency, and everywhere she still retains the luxurious life she may have experienced before; On the other hand, he lived in poverty, and had to live in poverty, and even fell into a broken temple to spend the night.

Of course, this is definitely not the kind of vanity.

This reminded Rowan of his mother in his memory, and it was not such a contradiction: while complaining about social reality, human affection withered, and there were fewer and fewer good people; On the other hand, he has been teaching Rowan that no matter how cruel and dark the reality is, he still has to work hard to be a good person.

Thinking of this, although Rowan also knew that this woman's thinking was a little extreme, he had no intention of correcting it.

Luo Wen responded: "That's what my mother said! ”

The woman rejoiced, as if she had been overjoyed by her son's approval of her words, and said, "Don't worry, son, the money for the pastries is a little short, you wait, I'll go and raise the money." ”

The woman rushed away and entered a teahouse, Luo Wen naturally couldn't honestly follow the woman's orders and wait in place, he followed quietly.

There are a lot of people in the teahouse, and it is not just a teahouse, there is a stage above, and there are people drinking tea below.

Luo Wen realized that he was wearing this magnificent outfit, and as soon as he appeared, he was greeted by a warm and respectful young man.

"Hey, young master, please!"

Rowan was silent, kept up with a steady pace, and was taken by the young man to a good tea table to sit down, but it was a little off the stage, probably because there were too many people drinking tea today.

"Young master, I'm really embarrassed, you see, there are so many people here today, so I can only wronged you to sit in this corner, I hope you understand!" The young man smiled flatteringly.

Rowan nodded, "It's okay." ”

"Young master, what kind of tea do you want to drink?"

"Don't drink, sit!" Rowan said in a deep voice.

The young man froze, looked at the clothes on Luo Wen's body, and didn't dare to say much after all, and said with a forced smile: "Okay, then young master, you sit, if you need anything, call the little one at any time." ”

Rowan didn't speak, the young man was stunned, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense, but he affirmed his guess more and more in his heart, this is a rich young master who is difficult to serve, look at this young master's temper, fortunately he didn't offend.

However, this young man was obviously thinking too much, and the reason why Rowan didn't speak was just because his attention had been attracted to the stage at the moment.

On the stage, I don't know when a female actor has come out, and she can't see her face clearly with makeup, but judging from the willow waist and slender jade steps, she is definitely a rare beauty.

The beauty sang a Peking opera, the tone was moving, the dancing was wonderful, a smile and a smile, and the tea drinkers in the audience were fascinated by it, and they had already burst into thunderous applause.

Rowan's gaze also moved with the beauty, but instead of admiring the beauty's dancing and singing, he fell into astonishment.

The beauty on the stage is actually her mother.

Regarding this point, Luo Wen firmly believes that he has never made a mistake in judgment, not to mention the keen insight he has honed as a special soldier, the familiar voice brought to her by the beauty, and the familiar jade bracelet on his wrist, which has already explained everything.

"It turns out that this is the method used by my mother to raise money!"

Rowan chuckled, he has different experiences, so naturally he doesn't feel ashamed of making money as a play, after many years, aren't these people sought-after stars?

Therefore, he just quietly admired, admiring his mother's graceful dancing and moving singing.

"To be honest, I sing so well, and I dance even better!"

Rowan admired, no worse than the stars in his memory.

(To be continued)