When Master Yuan woke up, it was in a narrow, closed and dark room.

There were no windows in this secret room, and there was not a single ray of light, just a bed of damp and stinking tattered cotton wool.

What's going on?

Master Yuan walked around the secret room several times, and he touched the iron door, but there was no way to open it. He shouted, but no one answered him. Finally, he fumbled his head and sat back on the bed of tattered cotton wool.

He reminisced carefully, remembering what had gone wrong.

He, as usual, went out early. Then he went to the newly purchased little courtyard, ate the breakfast that Yan Hong had prepared for him, and then went to Buzhuang as usual. Inventory, tallying, settling all kinds of accounts, busy until noon. Lunch, as usual, was sent by the lady to her maid Yinzhu. Three dishes and one soup, they are all the flavors he is used to, but he is a little tired of eating.

After Yinzhu left, he gave those lunches to the young men in the store, changed his clothes and went to the small courtyard.

Yan Hong came from there, and the meals she cooked were all typical of men's tastes, sweet, but he thought they were fresh. After eating, he took a nap at Yanhong's side, and after getting up, he rushed back to Buzhuang...... He remembered that not long after he walked out of the small courtyard, he was hit with a stick on the back of his head, and after a moment of swaying in front of him, his eyes were black, and he didn't know anything.

He touched the back of his head, and the pain was still there, but he was nervous and negligent.

Is it a kidnapping?

Master Yuan stood up, groped his way to find the locked iron door, and then slapped it hard: "I know you want money, don't worry, as long as you don't hurt me, I will give you as much money as you want." ”

A burst of laughter came through the iron gate, and the laughter was eerie and eerie, like a night owl.

"What if I want more than just your money?"

"Not just my money?" Master Yuan felt frightened, and he asked tremblingly, "Then what else do you want?" My cloth village? ”

"I want your life!"

The iron door "clanged", and Master Yuan was so frightened that he sat on the ground. The ground was damp and greasy, as if it was covered with thick mottled moss.

"Who are you? Why do you want my life? I'm just an ordinary cloth shop owner, and I haven't done anything harmful. ”

"Didn't you?" A beam of light came in from outside.

Master Yuan looked up and saw two wrist-sized holes in the iron door, through those two holes, he saw the firelight, and at the same time saw the scarlet eyes behind the holes.

"Ghost ...... Hell ......"

Master Yuan screamed, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

In the Ruyi rouge shop, Xing Ruyi served the brewed lotus leaf tea to Mrs. Yuan. Mrs. Yuan stared at the green lotus leaves in the tea, a little distracted.

"This lotus leaf looks like it's freshly picked."

"I used some special preservation techniques." Xing Ruyi squinted and smiled: "Madame, try it and see if you can still taste the fragrance of lotus leaves." ”

"I can already smell the fragrance." Mrs. Yuan also showed a light smile: "When I was a child, I was often tired of being in the field with my parents. At the head of the field is a large pond full of lotus leaves, and when the lotus flowers bloom, I often run into it. My father and mother always lectured me, worried that I would be injured or fall into the pond. My mother also likes to use lotus leaves to make all kinds of food, there are lotus leaf rice, lotus leaves called flower chicken, and tea made of lotus leaves like the shopkeeper. It's just that the color is not as good as the one in the cup. ”

"Although the color is good, it is just a show after all. Mrs. Yuan's mother made not only tea, but also heart. ”

"It's the taste of motherhood." Mrs. Yuan took a sip of the teacup: "The lotus leaf tea made by my mother is very astringent in the mouth, and the aftertaste is a little bitter. When I was younger, I didn't like to drink, and I even hated it. Later, when I grew up, I wanted to drink it, but I couldn't drink it. ”

"Blame me, I thought that this lotus leaf tea was the most in line with your taste and needs, but I didn't want to evoke some sad memories of my wife. Why don't I ask the magpie to change the glass for Madame? ”

"It's not a sad thing, but I remember it, and I feel a little happy." Mrs. Yuan put down the teacup: "Don't hide it from Mrs., I haven't thought of them for many years." ”

"It's better not to want to, so as not to be sad."

"No, it's not." Mrs. Yuan shook her head: "It's because I'm too obsessed with being Mrs. Yuan and forget to be a daughter." ”

"Madame is serious, there are so many human emotions, it is difficult to take care of them at the same time. Besides, the relationship between father and daughter, mother and daughter, is originally in my heart, if I think of it from time to time, it will cause the two old people to worry, right? ”

"Thank you shopkeeper, it's just that a mistake is a mistake after all, I know by myself that I am not a good daughter. Not before, not now, and probably not in the future. I owe them nothing, and I will not pay them back in this life or in this life. ”

"The relationship between parents and children is about fate, not debt, and Mrs. Fangcai's ideas are absolutely unacceptable." Xing Ruyi said, giving the magpie a look, and the magpie removed all the lotus leaf tea on the table. Soon, it was replaced with sweet osmanthus tea.

Mrs. Yuan looked at it and did not move. After a long silence, he spoke: "I came to ask the shopkeeper." ”

"Madame is a guest when she enters the door, if there is Ruyi who can help, Ruyi will do her best."

"Thank you, shopkeeper, it's just—" Mrs. Yuan paused before continuing: "There is something on my face, and I don't know if the torture shopkeeper can hide it." ”

"Something?"

"Hmm!" Madame Yuan hesitated, and ruffled her hair from the side of her cheek. Underneath that, there was a piece of skin that looked like it had been crawled over by an earthworm.

"It's—"

"Burns." Mrs. Yuan put her hand down: "Left many years ago." Before coming to Ruyi Rouge Shop, I also found many doctors and tried many methods, but they didn't work. Later, I met Siniang, and I learned about the Ruyi Rouge Shop from her mouth and the name of the shopkeeper. She looked at these scars on my face and said that only the shopkeeper in Luoyang City had a way to help me. ”

"Siniang?"

"Yes! Siniang said that she was very good friends with the criminal treasurer. Mrs. Yuan looked at her: "I've been here a few times, but I haven't opened here." I asked the people nearby, and they all said that the shopkeeper of the Ruyi rouge shop had gone home to save his relatives, and as for when he would come back, he couldn't say for sure. When I came back tonight, I heard the news before I came. ”

"It's true that I've only just been back." Xing Ruyi took a breath: "Siniang has ever told Madame, where will she go?" ”

Mrs. Yuan shook her head: "When Siniang left Luoyang, I didn't know. If I knew, I would have sent her. ”

Xing Ruyi sighed and put aside Siniang's matter for the time being: "Is it convenient to talk about the injury on Madame's face?" ”

"Now that you have come to the shopkeeper, you have nothing to hide." Mrs. Yuan straightened up: "It was in the third year of my marriage with my master. That year, we opened our first Yuan Ji cloth village of our own. The shop is small, and we don't have any extra money to hire a guy to take care of it, so we have to do everything ourselves. It's hard work, but it's also fun. But accidents often come unexpectedly. That day, I don't know why there was a fire in the warehouse where the cloth was stored, and the old man was not there, so I was in a hurry, so I ran in the fire. At that time, I only thought about taking out all the cloth that was not burning inside, and completely forgot about my own safety. Later, when the fire was extinguished, my face and body were left with marks of being burned by the fire. ”

"It must hurt, right?"

"I forgot." Mrs. Yuan's eyes were faint: "I only remember that the old man stayed in front of my bed all day long, and kept talking to me." He said he shouldn't have gone out to buy goods that day, and if he did, he would have stopped me and wouldn't let me into the warehouse. He also said that when the cloth is gone, we can buy it again, and when the silver is gone, we can earn it again, and it is a big deal to start all over again. But if I am gone, what does he want the shop to do, and what does he want the cloth and silver to do? ”

"Master Yuan is right, between Mrs. and the cloth, he will definitely choose Mrs.

"If I could choose again, I would definitely choose myself."

"Madame, you ......"

"In those days, the old man treated me very well, and he was always very careful to apply my medicine and change the dressing. Every time he changed the dressing, he was careful not to hurt me. Several times, I saw sweat oozing from the corners of his forehead. At that time, I felt that whatever I did for him was worth it. But happy times are often short-lived. After lying in bed for more than half a year, my wounds are finally healing. I thought we could live happily ever after, but gradually, I realized that something wasn't quite right. ”

"Not quite right?"

"The bronze mirror in the bedroom is gone, not only is there no bronze mirror, but everything in the house that can illuminate the shadow is gone."