Chapter 13: The Prince's Summer Resort

When she saw the bamboo tubes on the shore, she casually threw them down and washed them while taking a bath.

"Shhh

The burr on the incision of a bamboo tube was not cleaned, and she scratched her hand and the tip of her index finger, and she bleed a little and fell into the spring.

Cheng Yangyang opened his mouth to hold the injured finger, but when he thought that the healing power of the spring water should be better than her saliva, he soaked his finger into the water again.

At this bubble, the spring water around her began to bubble, and she was so frightened that she went ashore with a spirit, and her clothes were casually put on her body, and she was frightened.

Cheng Yangyang reappeared on the ground outside, but the things in his hand were gone, "Oops! I forgot to bring it out!"

That's what she's going to use tomorrow, and she can't stay in it.

Cheng Yangyang was so anxious that she was trying to create an accident for herself, when she appeared in the space again.

......

What do these mean?

Cheng Yangyang tried to go out and come in again, playing back and forth several times, and finally made sure that he could come and go freely, and then continued to return to the spring with a black line.

What else are you doing to recognize the lord with blood, this plot is too bloody! Cheng Yangyang complained silently, but fortunately, he can use it freely, even if it is a beautiful accident.

After taking a bath, she changed the clothes that Wang Xiaoshan gave her, which was still much bigger on her, but it could be seen from the patches on the clothes that he had tried his best to find her a good body.

She was able to enter the space, and she was finally able to eat a staple meal tonight, cooking a pot full of rice in a crockpot, and then putting it out in two bowls, and stewing a pot of porcupine pork.

When the pork was stewed on the fire, he was afraid that his hands would not be enough later, so Cheng Yangyang brought two bowls of rice to Wang Xiaoshan's house first.

Wang Xiaoshan sat on the threshold all day today, and after weaving the bamboo basket, he had been waiting for Cheng Yangyang to bring him food, and when he saw Cheng Yangyang wearing his mother's clothes and pushing the door in, he was in a trance for a moment, as if he saw his late mother.

"Come, this is rice, you take it first, I'll go back and get the meat", Cheng Yangyang didn't notice his strange appearance, and stuffed the two bowls of rice in his hand into his hands.

"Are all the things made up?" Seeing the things on the side, Cheng Yangyang's eyes lit up, she picked up a bowl made of bamboo and looked at it carefully, this thing was used for fruit in her previous life, and now she has to use it as a bowl.

Without waiting for Wang Xiaoshan to say anything, Cheng Yangyang left again with these bamboo baskets.

When she came again, she was carrying a crockpot in her hand, and she didn't have to guess to know that it was meat, but Wang Xiaoshan was still immersed in the two bowls of rice in her hand.

"Where did you get this rice?" his voice trembled a little, and he looked at Cheng Yangyang and asked.

"It doesn't matter where I'm from, everyone in the village has it, but you don't!" Cheng Yangyang didn't want to answer his question, and he couldn't explain it clearly, so he answered casually.

When Wang Xiaoshan heard that everyone in the village had it, he thought that it was a big household that sent grain to the village, so he didn't ask any more.

"I'll go to the city tomorrow for some business, and I may come back late in the evening, if you're hungry, cook some food yourself", Cheng Yangyang ate, and took out a broken bag from behind him, which contained a few catties of rice and a piece of pork.

When Wang Xiaoshan saw the contents of the bag, he preached again, "There are so many good things, let's just eat like this?"

In his opinion, this is all money, and it is more rough noodles!

Cheng Yangyang pouted, here again, eat something and chirp crookedly, love to eat or not!

Wang Xiaoshan saw that Cheng Yangyang ignored him, and thought of what she said last time, he really didn't have the qualifications to ask her to do anything now, "Then why do you want to send me food?"

This is what he has always wanted to ask, the two of them have no relatives and no reason, in this poor mountain village where people starve to death every day, who has a little food that is not well hidden, how can it be eaten by an outsider.

"Because I borrowed something from you", Cheng Yangyang looked as a matter of course.

Of course, she didn't just because he lent her something, she was also worried about other things in his house, but don't let him know about this for the time being, anyway, she won't take his things for nothing.

How could Wang Xiaoshan believe that borrowing her broken things could be exchanged for her delicious food, if it wasn't for marrying into their Wang family and giving herself a place to stay, how could she please him so much?

Before dawn the next day, Cheng Yangyang crawled out of the space, and after being able to enter the space, she didn't plan to sleep on that thatched bed, she would rather sleep on the grass of the space.

took the things she prepared last night, and left the village early before the people from Wangjia Village went out, no one saw her.

When I came to the town, the sun had risen very high and was very hot, and many people gathered at the yamen, and those who participated in the competition and watched the excitement were all desperately squeezing forward.

Cheng Yangyang carried the basket on her back, and after eating in the past two days, she had the strength to finally squeeze to the front.

"There are no other people, ready to go", the yacha who was responsible for leading the way rode on horses, looking high-spirited, followed by several carriages, and there was an old man in official uniform in the front carriage, which should be the magistrate.

Cheng Yangyang saw a group of people with kitchen utensils and ingredients standing next to her, presumably from the competition, so she also stood over.

"Well, you see, the little beggar is really here," someone in the crowd recognized her.

Of course, someone will recognize her, she is so recognizable, dressed in gray patches, big and old, standing in a group of contestants, the most sour.

The people next to her knew her identity, and they all subconsciously stayed away from her, not wanting to stand with her, for fear that the sour smell on her body would stain the ingredients.

Cheng Yangyang was speechless, she was a little beggar, she was obviously not a beggar, wasn't she just dressed a little shabby, she looked down on people so much.

It wasn't until she set off that Cheng Yangyang began to understand why others thought she was a beggar.

Look at the other contestants, there are people around them to help hold things, a little richer, and follow the team in a carriage by themselves, unlike her, who has to take things by herself.

Behind, followed by a large number of people watching the excitement, from the city, from the countryside, and from the next town, this game is really a great wonder in Shimen Town.

The procession to the summer resort went out of the city, crossed the bridge, walked a long field, and finally stopped at the foot of a mountain. At the foot of the mountain there is a long, long courtyard wall, which seems to enclose the mountain.

There are guards at the gate, and when you open the door and enter, there is a well-located landscape garden inside, which grows neatly and harmoniously on both sides of the stone steps.

Under the trees, among the mountains, there is not a single land to be seen, and even the slopes of the slopes are paved with flat stones, giving people the first impression that there is money!

But lamenting that the owner of this mountain villa is rich, Cheng Yangyang can't help but want to complain, this place is full of hot stones, it's strange if it's not hot, no wonder this prince wants to cool off.