Kou Jingyu couldn't move with the wild boar in both hands, Song Huaian couldn't help but put it on his body, and by the way, he lowered the hat a little, so as not to attract the attention of others.

After the two walked for a long time, the rain still did not stop, Kou Jingyu looked at the wet Song Huai'an with worry from time to time, only to see him shake his shoulders and change to carrying the pig with one hand, and then unfold the robe with one hand and shouted at Song Huai'an.

"Lady, come here."

This guy is already tall, but now he has unfolded his hat, like a big umbrella, Song Huaian suddenly laughed, but he couldn't help but think in his heart, if this guy's brain is better in the future, what will be his expression when he remembers it now.

The two walked for an hour before arriving in Luo'an City, and the buyer of the wild boar was introduced by Xiao Qiao, which was a restaurant called Defuju in the south of the city.

When he arrived in the city, the rain had stopped, but the fool seemed to like this hat and didn't pick it off, Song Huai'an shook his clothes and thought that this was the best, so he stepped forward alone to entertain the goods.

"This is just the catch, the meat is fresh."

At this time, they were at the door of the back kitchen of Defuju, and they saw the middle-aged man in a long coat, who would open the pig's mouth and kick the pig's leg, looking very picky.

"Since it was introduced by the girl, Uncle Liu won't embarrass you, so let's do it."

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, he had to send someone to carry the pig away.

"Wait!"

As soon as Song Huai'an heard the price, he stepped on the pig, and there were two pennies for a day's firewood, which was more than 100 catties of meat, but it was only 20 yuan, she was a little unbelievable.

After all, Xiao Qiao is only a half-old child, and he may often be coaxed by these profiteers.

"What, too few chicks?"

Suddenly, there were two more cook-looking men standing in front of Song Huai'an, staring at her with a smile.

Isn't this a scare thing?

She Song Huai'an has never been afraid of anything else in her life, except for Song Huaixin, the heroine who has the halo of the protagonist!

"It's really too little, if I only have these few pieces of silver, I might as well carry it home and eat it myself."

Song Huai'an said that he dragged his pig, the back kitchen was next to the market outside, and she really couldn't do it, so she cried and made a fuss, so that everyone could watch.

Second Uncle Liu was unhurried and walked to Song Huai'an's side while rolling up his sleeves.

"I see that your little lady is young and has no vision, you are an old boar, and you have been dead for more than three days in one move, and no one will want it if you leave it anywhere else."

Song Huai'an even snorted, this pig was obviously caught yesterday, and it has been in his mouth for three days?

"Yes, Uncle Liu, I also respect you as an elder, since my pig is so poor, isn't it bullying you to be kind to you?" Saying that, Song Huaian beckoned Kou Jingyu at the door in, and pointed to the pig on the ground, "Let's carry it back and eat it ourselves!" ”

"Wait—"

Defuju's reputation in Luo'an City is not particularly loud, but it is particularly mysterious, for example, it has been open for a year, except for the second uncle Liu who dotted it, everyone doesn't know who the shopkeeper of this restaurant is.

After that light sound, Song Huaian looked up at the slender woman standing on the steps of dozens of floors, dressed in brocade and satin.

In just two or three months, the demeanor of the person in front of him is completely different from when they first met, if Song Huaixin who was in prison that day was just a fledgling who had just spread his wings, full of vigilance and ambition for the world, then now Song Huaixin is already a full-fledged crane, the sky is high and the sea is wide for him to swim.

The natural wealth and grace of her gestures made Song Huai'an envious, and even ashamed of herself, she needed to work hard to muster up the courage to raise her head and look at Song Huaixin.

Even in her heart, Song Huaian has always felt that she never owes Song Huaixin anything, but she still feels inexplicably ashamed because of her identity.

is the same woman, the same identity, and even similar appearance, but at this moment it is a world of difference, a difference between cloud and mud.

At one moment, Song Huai'an felt particularly unfair, why are some people born to be the center of the world, while others are born just a foil?

"You're here to deliver ingredients?"

Song Huai'an heard Song Huaixin's shallow inquiry, and involuntarily began to be nervous, she clenched her hands and tilted her head, "This is the prey I called, sent to sell, I didn't know this was your shop, I can leave now." ”

Song Huaixin leaned on the carved handrail in the stairwell, listened to Song Huai'an's words and did not respond, just flipped through the scroll in his hand lightly, and after a while, he seemed to remember something, and raised his eyes to look at Song Huai'an under his eyes.

"But just now Second Uncle Liu said that the beast you sent has been dead for three days, and in this weather, raw meat is rotten meat if it is shelved for three days, and you send this kind of thing to sell?"

Song Huaixin's voice was also very cold, but it was this cold voice that some onlookers at the door could hear clearly, and for a while, groups of people began to point fingers at Song Huai'an.

"Sending carrion to sell, this heart is also broken."

"It's just ......"

Song Huai'an looked around in a panic, and he didn't know when there were more and more people watching the excitement.

"No, I didn't, this pig was caught yesterday!"

Song Huai'an retorted loudly, she vaguely heard someone shouting for the official, and someone shouting for her to be kicked out, but she still insisted on looking at Song Huaixin on the high platform.

"You believe me!"

This is the heroine of her pen, when she wore this body, the original owner was abused and died of illness, but after Song Huaixin woke up, except for occasional scolding, she was not subjected to excessive suffering.

But why......

Song Huai'an looked at Song Huaixin's indifferent eyes, and felt cold.

Song Huaixin also looked at Song Huai'an at this time, she lowered her eyes, and the pleasure in her eyes was removed. From the moment she changed her fate, she made up her mind that she would be a master in this life, so that the people of the world would bow down and kowtow, and never dare to say half a word of contempt!

Song Huai'an didn't get a response, at this time she seemed to be back in that dirty and terrible prison, the stupid Kou Jingyu didn't know when to protect her, and at this time, I don't know who in the slightly noisy street market suddenly picked up a fist-sized gravel and threw it straight at Song Huai'an's head.

Hearing an exclamation from the crowd, Song Huaian watched Kou Jingyu, who was originally protecting him, fall down with his head covered.

Originally, he watched the lively crowd, but when he saw that something had happened, he fled one after another, Song Huaian helped Kou Jingyu who had fallen, looked at the blood on his forehead, and trembled for a while and didn't know what to do.

"Master!!"

Song Huai'an, who was originally holding Kou Jingyu, suddenly heard Chu Yan's voice, she looked up and saw Chu Yan rushing out of Song Huaixin's side, only to see him push Song Huai'an away with anger on his face, checking Kou Jingyu's injury.

At this time, Song Huaixin also walked downstairs, only to see her take out the silver needle in her arms, and stopped the bleeding from Kou Jingyu's wound in only three or two clicks, and then Shi Shiran straightened up, and glanced at the flustered Chu Yan with a pair of cold and waveless eyes.

"Could it be that he is the noble man you refer to?"