Chapter 8 Chinese New Year

Qingyun and Ziling had a comfortable year for the first time in their lives.

"Go and light the lanterns outside, and be festive for the New Year."

Seeing that it was getting late outside, after Ziling put on the lamp, she lit the red lantern at the door according to her words.

"Miss, it's so lively outside." Zi Ling rubbed her ears and ran in and said happily.

"Well, after wrapping dumplings, you are allowed to go out to play for a while, but don't run far, pay attention to safety during the New Year."

"Hey, I know." Ziling is in a good mood to take off.

Thanks to the young lady who bought her back, not only gave her new clothes to wear but also taught her to read and write, she is the kindest person in the world, so she listens to everything Qingyun says.

After wrapping enough dumplings for the two of them, Qingyun was a little tired, and after Ziling made the fire in the dragon, she tucked her quilt and feet, and went out to watch the fireworks with the neighbor's children.

Counting the days, her body is now more than five months old, and she can already feel obvious fetal movements.

Qingyun leaned to the side to adjust his posture, and when he was drowsy, he suddenly heard the sound of tiles breaking on the roof, and then a dark shadow flew under the eaves and fell into the courtyard.

"Who?"

She sat up straight in panic, after offending Tang Xiuzhi that day, she couldn't stop worrying, this is the pain behind her, could it be that Liu Changchun already knew that she was hiding here?

After listening to the silence for a long time, Qingyun boldly went down to the ground, and the snow outside was scattered with a not very clear light against the background of the fireworks, but it was enough to see the courtyard clearly.

She had barely taken half a step forward when a black figure nestled in the corner flew closer, and she was dragged into the house with her mouth covered.

Qingyun hugged her stomach in panic, the man was dressed in black, and even his head was wrapped in a black cloth, only revealing a pair of dark eyes staring at her.

"Don't make a sound, or I'll kill you."

The man's hoarse voice stimulated Qingyun's tense nerves, she didn't dare to breathe and nodded in horror, the man pulled her to hide in the corner, and a team of officers and soldiers with torches suddenly rushed in the courtyard.

"Official, good luck, may I ask you what's the matter?" Zi Ling, who was watching the excitement outside, hurriedly ran in and stammered and asked.

"Who's in the house?" The leader snapped.

"That's it, just my young lady, she was unwell and lay down early."

The leader was about to rush in to check, but suddenly a sharp whistle sounded in the street outside, and when the men saw this, they rushed out again with torches.

"Miss? Miss?" Zi Ling ran in in a panic, and the man in black immediately put the knife against her waist, and Qingyun realized and hurriedly shouted, "Zi Ling, go see what happened?" ”

When Zi Ling left and the street outside returned to normal, the black-clothed man relaxed his strength, and Qingyun took the opportunity to cover his stomach and move aside.

She endured the pain and did not dare to make a big move, but the man was like a stone sculpture, kneeling there and not moving.

The light of the fireworks outside shone into the room, casting a flickering black shadow on the man, and Qingyun swallowed and spat and asked boldly, "Are you injured?"

After waiting for a few breaths and not seeing him respond, fear welled up in Qingyun's heart.

It can't be dead, right?

Phew, it's really unlucky for the New Year, don't let him stay here.

Qingyun crawled over and dragged the man, but heard him snort, Qingyun twisted his fingers, and a faint smell of blood wafted into her nostrils, and the nausea that she hadn't felt in months came out again.

People are not dead! Qingyun hurriedly got up and found the medicine box. Ignoring the danger, he opened the man's blood-soaked shirt, only to see a wound the size of a child's fist on his chest.

With the faint light outside, Qingyun endured the nausea rolling in his stomach, and sprinkled a bottle of gold sore medicine on the wound in one go.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps outside, and Light Cloud bandaged him indiscriminately, and hid him in the inner hut with all his strength.

"Miss, the official outside is catching the bad guys......"

Ziling hurriedly ran back, found that the oil lamp was extinguished, and went to find the flint again, Qingyun hurriedly called out to her, "Go to the kitchen to cook dumplings, let's finish eating early and rest early." ”

Zi Ling responded and left, Qingyun quickly put the medicine box, wiped the blood on the ground, and then groped to find the flint and light the oil lamp.

Taking a breath and lifting the curtain in the room, the oil lamp illuminated the entire room, and the man in black who was dragged in by her disappeared mysteriously.

The more Qingyun thought about it, the more scared she became, and after eating a few dumplings, she said that she was uncomfortable, so she asked Ziling to lay out the futon for her and get into it early to rest.

She didn't sleep all night, and she was awake until dawn, and her eyelids were heavy before she yawned and turned over to sleep.

As soon as she slept until three o'clock in the morning, the room was filled with incense made by herself, with a sweet smell in the clearness, and she shouted Ziling, and the little girl immediately opened the cotton curtain, revealing a red little face.

"Miss, you're awake."

There are no elders in the family, and she is pregnant, so she sleeps until she wakes up naturally.

Lazily stretched her waist and got dressed under Ziling's service, she asked softly, "What's so strange out there?" ”

Ziling pouted and muttered, "You won't let me out, I don't know yet." ”

Qingyun was laughed at by her impatient look, "I'm also good for you, there was such a big disturbance last night, you are not afraid of me." ”

"Miss, can I go out now?" Ziling asked with a grin.

"Hmm."

As soon as the words fell, the girl rushed out like the wind, Qingyun shook her head helplessly, poured water and washed herself, and after thinking about it, she opened the curtain in the middle and went in.

There was a two-foot-wide air window on the north wall, and when Qingyun looked closely, there was a not very clear fingerprint on the window lattice.

She patted her chest and recited "Amitabha", telling him to leave her home alive, otherwise she would vomit to death all year long if she touched this mold during the New Year.

As soon as she took a step, her feet suddenly slipped, and her body fell on the cabinet on the side, scared her into a cold sweat, but fortunately her stomach did not hit.

There was a round bead on the ground.

A familiar scene appeared, no need to ask, this is the person from yesterday, maybe it was a gratuity, maybe it was accidentally dropped, no matter what the reason, it is now hers.

The beads emitted a soft white light in the sun, looking like pearls or clams, Qingyun didn't plan to exchange them for money, she wanted to keep the child in her belly as a toy.

Ziling came back and said that it was said that Tianxianglou had lost the treasure, and the officers and soldiers who searched for the thieves last night were there.

"Tianxiang Building?" Isn't that the jewelry store where she sold jade in the first place?

"Know what you're missing?"

"Looks like some kind of strange treasure."

Zi Ling also didn't know that it should be a great treasure to make the whole city on guard on Chinese New Year's Eve.

In the county office, Liu Changchun, whose eyes were scarlet, came out of the inner room, and soon a little girl came over to change his clothes.

"Master, the shopkeeper of Tianxiang Building asks to see you." A servant-like subordinate ran over and whispered.

Liu Changchun touched his chin impatiently, "Tell him to wait, master, I haven't slept all night for his, hum!" ”

"Master, he sent a box first......" The little guy made a gesture, and Liu Changchun's catfish mouth suddenly grinned, "Go, on the first day of the new year, pick up the God of Wealth!" ”