Chapter 150: Can You Escape?
Song Qingzhi walked around the courtyard every day for a while, and he understood the daily life of the servants.
Although Meglo claims to be 'soaring', the courtyard is actually rented, and there are only two servants in the house.
The old servant who usually comes to Qingzhi's side is the old servant, who does all kinds of chores; There is also a maid who cooks.
She found that the maid had not been at the kitchen door for two days, and that the old man had cooked the food for both days.
Meglo doesn't personally deliver all three meals a day now, today's breakfast and lunch are delivered by the old man, and in the evening, Aoeda saw Meglo coming out of the kitchen with a plate, and hurried over.
He was a little nervous on his face because the kitchen was close to the door.
Qingzhi sighed in his heart: Think I'll be so stupid? Running away in person?
She took the plate and asked with concern, "Is the cook sick?" The food tasted different than usual on these two days. ”
"Well, Old Man Zhang is not very good at cooking."
Qingzhi smiled like a flower: "Why don't I do it!" Anyway, it's only a few days, and when the cook is ready, she still hands it back to her. ”
Meglo thought for a while, feeling that Qingzhi would feel more like a 'hostess', and nodded, "Okay." ”
The next day, the old man went out to buy vegetables, and Qingzhi made a few meat and vegetable stir-fried at random.
She remembered that Meglo and the original were both herders before, and they were very fond of mutton, and when she saw Meglo, she said that she would make delicious mutton dumplings.
This is not a lie, Qingzhi's mother is the best at making dumplings before the crossing, and Qingzhi has also learned a few tricks.
Meglo really said, "Okay, you also made mutton dumplings for us on the mountain, which are delicious." "He loved to eat at that time.
Ahh
"Then I'll go to the market tomorrow to pick fresh mutton!"
"No need, just let Lao Zhangtou buy it."
"I'm afraid he didn't choose the right one, so I'd better go!"
“…… OK. "Meglow's newly attached path is very powerful, he is full of confidence, and he feels that everything is developing according to his wishes, including the little Song Qingzhi in front of him.
Aoeda was ecstatic, but Meglo added, "I'll go with you." ”
It's a rare opportunity to go out, and Aoeda nodded happily and agreed.
The courtyard of the Mei family is considered a residential area, and there are several butcher shops on the same street, and the shopkeepers all know Meglow, politely call him 'Mei Dutou', and greet Qingzhi.
Meglo smiled and introduced her as a 'wife from her hometown, who is filial to her parents'.
Qingzhi smiled on her face, and scolded in her heart, if she escapes in the future, the neighbors may also catch her and send her back to Meglow, and the people of Zhou Kingdom seem to attach great importance to 'Fugang'.
When I walked to the corner of the street, someone stopped Meglo from gossiping, saying that the epidemic had spread to the outside world.
Qingzhi sighed in his heart: The epidemic is not under control? If it spreads widely in Zhou, many people will die, right? The common people in ancient times were really miserable.
She deliberately rubbed to observe the surrounding terrain, but there were only a few raw materials needed for the mutton dumplings, and she finally bought them and went home quickly.
Aoeda didn't want to stay with Meglodo, so she quickly wrapped it up and cooked it, and the two of them ate together.
This time she didn't die anymore, didn't say anything too warm, and the two of them finished eating smoothly.
Slowly, Meglo agrees to let her go out shopping with the cook, and also offers to give Qingzhi pocket money to buy some jewelry.
Song Qingzhi was afraid that he would be suspicious if he didn't buy him, so he bought a hairpin made of gold and silver, and Meglo was very happy when he saw it.
Qingzhi was blinded for a while, and sighed: In fact, if he had proposed marriage directly at that time, the two of them would not have missed it like this, after all, he was really brainwashed by his mother very thoroughly, and he separated love and marriage very separately, and he was not picky about the marriage partner at all.
But...... Thinking of what the old man and the cook sometimes said sneakily, Meglo didn't seem to really plan to marry him, he just wanted to raise it and make a foreign house, and he seemed to have more than one.
Thinking of this, Qingzhi felt a chill on his body.
Soon the opportunity came.
After the Chinese New Year, Meglo and her agreed to go to buy glutinous rice noodles and go home to make dumplings to eat, but when they were about to go out that day, someone from the yamen came to look for her, saying that there was an urgent matter.
Meglo was anxious to go out, but Qingzhi dragged him back: "What about the gnocchi?" People really want to eat. "Comes with a little white flower face.
The poor man looked at Qingzhi strangely, and Meglo didn't have time to think about it, so he said casually: "Then you go and buy glutinous rice flour yourself." After all, Qingzhi has often gone out with him recently, and they have been going back and forth honestly, and they haven't even looked at the outside.
Qingzhi nodded in agreement, screaming with joy in his heart, but he tried his best to lower his head and pretend to be disappointed and wronged.
After Meglo followed the messenger, she didn't think much of it, and walked away on the ground.
At first, she was going to go to the yamen of Liangzhou Mansion to beat the drum and voice her grievances, but after thinking about it carefully, she wondered if there was such a crime as 'restricting personal freedom' in ancient times? Especially when Meglo claims that the two are married, Qingzhi has amnesia and has no relatives, the government may sentence her back.
Go back to the dim sum shop to find a plan? But Meglo knew where the dim sum shop was.
She decided to honestly find a place to hide and live quietly.
She had a gold and silver hairpin on her head, and some broken silver on her body, and she was going to buy glutinous rice flour and brown sugar, which added up to less than two taels of silver.
It's hard to do......
The single woman walking on the ancient street was too eye-catching, so Qingzhi found a small inn that looked fairly clean, and opened a room, fifty wen a day, and the layout was very cold, so she only stayed and had no place to eat.
She was sitting in her small room, thinking about the future, when there was a knock on the door.
Not slow, very slow, confident knocking.
So confident? Did someone go to the wrong room?
Aoeda walked over softly and looked out through the gap, but the hallway was dark and nothing could be seen.
At this time, Meglo said very softly outside, "It's me, Qingzhi, aren't you going to open the door yet?" ”
Song Qingzhi's heart was pounding so much that she was about to jump out of her chest, and after forcing herself to quickly calm down, she decided to open the door.
How else could it be? The room was on the second floor, and she didn't dare to jump out of the window.
Song Qingzhi opened the door with a smile: "You found me so soon?" ”
Meglo also smiled: "That's right." Everyone on the street knew him, and when they saw Qingzhi entering the inn alone, they were suspicious and went to the yamen to find him and report the news.
Song Qingzhi honestly followed Meglo back to the courtyard.
Then he was tied to his right hand and bolted to the bed frame.
She had a sense of foreboding.
Her hunch was right.
At first, Meglo thought it would be interesting to slowly impress Aoeda, but he kept several outhouses at the same time, so he didn't mind spending a little more time here.
But the fact that Song Qingzhi has been acting angered him.
"I've been thinking about it since I was on Koto Mountain, I wonder if your waist looks so thin?"
"Not fine, not fine! Very fat! You will be very disappointed! Song Qingzhi tried to delay as much time as possible, while looking around for any sharp weapons.
When Meglo's face came to hers, there was a voice outside: "Cousin! Where are you?! ”
The voice is very impatient.