"Ziling, stay here tonight, you go and make some porridge." The two returned to their home in West Hutong, where they did not live for many days, and there was some dust inside.

Qingyun found a dill and put Doubao in it to play, and when the weather was warm, she took it to the yard, and she and Ziling divided the labor, one cooked, and the other cleaned up the house.

The furnishings at home are simple, and I am afraid that I will not be remembered by thieves for a long time, so there is nothing valuable, but the daily necessities such as bedding are available, and while the weather is good, Qingyun will move things out and dry them in the yard.

Doubao is almost five months old, turning over very quickly, seeing his mother come out, he happily kicked his calves and turned over, and the frightened Qingyun heart jumped out, and hugged the small meat ball hanging on the edge of the dill.

Doubao thought that his mother was playing with him, so he kicked his little short legs, babbling and talking, and stuffed his little fist into his mouth as he spoke.

"Miss, Young Master Doubao is talking to you." Zi Ling said with a grin in the kitchen.

Qingyun's heart was about to be melted away by the lump of meat in front of her, she likes children, otherwise she would not resolutely ignore Yang Langzhong's objections, giving birth to this child is a gift from God, but it doesn't mean that she doesn't care about the source of the gift.

"What about our Doubao talking to my mother?" Qingyun attaches great importance to the child's early education, talks to him from time to time, and gives him exercises every day after taking a bath, and the frightened Ziling is afraid that she will accidentally tear off Doubao's arm.

"Ziling, you look at the little master, I'll go to the inner room and open the window for ventilation."

Pushing open the door of the inner room, Qingyun had already noticed something unusual, she deliberately put a cotton thread on the door when she left, and noticed that the thread was missing before she pushed the door.

There was a faint mark on the windowsill, and nothing else.

Song Qingyun's nervous palms were sweating, she was not afraid that the thief would steal, she was afraid that the thief would worry, she had nothing at home, and hoped that the thief would not come back, otherwise......

What if the thief comes again tonight?

Zi Ling called her out to eat outside, and Qingyun hurriedly agreed, overcoming the fear in her heart, and pretending to be safe and sound.

After eating and feeding Doubao, the master and servant lay down early.

In the dead of night, Qingyun was completely sleepy, and listened to the gong striking three times outside, sleepiness hit, and he fell asleep with his eyelids closed.

Not long after the fourth watch, Qingyun suddenly woke up, she stared at the window lattice with wide eyes, and there seemed to be a figure passing by outside.

Her frightened heart pounded, and she clutched her chest and listened for a while, as if there was no movement.

She took out the knife hidden under the pillow and opened the door of the outhouse with the courage to see a man lying in the doorway.

A similar scene appeared, and Qingyun found that she was not as scared as she was just now, but just in case, she threw a stone at the man, only to hear a muffled snort, the man seemed to want to get up but fell again, and then remained motionless, the wind blew, and a wisp of blood swept over.

"Hey, are you still alive?" Having been abducted last time, she was three feet away from the man and stabbed him with a bamboo pole.

The person did not react.

This is terrible, why do they all want to die in their own homes, she is afraid that her house will suffer from evil, and it is good to have time to go to the temple to ask for a sign to ward off evil.

Qingyun wanted to push people out of the gate, but his wrist was grabbed violently, and his mouth was covered.

Not again.

Qingyun hated so much that she wanted to kill herself, and she was hit by the same routine again and again, and in the future, someone died in front of her without help.

"Sister-in-law, help me." His voice was weak, and he almost tried his best to say it.

Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and quickly broke free from his confinement, and with a crisp sound, there were two more golden ingots on the ground.

The ghost sent the gods, Qingyun dragged the man into the firewood room, lit the oil lamp, and saw that the man was not injured at all.

How can she be saved?

Tried it with my fingers under his nose, and there was still a faint breath.

Judging by his dress, he should be the son of a wealthy family, otherwise he wouldn't have been two gold ingots as soon as he made a move.

Will he have medicine on him?

As soon as the thought flashed, Qingyun immediately acted, and sure enough, he found a white porcelain bottle on his chest, which contained a black pill.

A dead horse is a live horse doctor, Qingyun dissolved the pill with water, pinched the man's mouth and poured it in.

After waiting for a long time and no response, the six gods who had become unfounded in Qingyun turned into a quilt, and after covering him with a quilt, he locked the firewood shed and went back to the house to sleep.

The next day, she slept in a daze, Ziling ran in in a panic, crying and calling out to her, "Miss, get up and take a look, there is a dead man lying in the firewood shed." ”

Song Qingyun opened his eyes and sat up numbly.

"Oh, I shoved it in last night."

"Miss?"

"Don't wake up Doubao." Qingyun glared at her, and after getting dressed neatly, she mustered up the courage to go to the firewood shed.

In the morning, the sun was just slanting on the wood shed, and Qingyun saw that the man was very handsome.

"Ziling, people are alive, you go and boil some boiling water." Qingyun probed his snort and let out a long sigh of relief.

After drinking the water, the man woke up slowly, saw the person in front of him clearly, and he struggled to get up.

"You...... Is it better? ”

"Thank you, sister-in-law, for saving your life."

Sister-in-law? Hearing the strange awkwardness, Qingyun stood up, "No thanks, you can leave quickly." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and he didn't get up after climbing hard for a long time, "Can you give me something to eat?" ”

Qingyun hugged Doubao and looked at the kitchen by the window, the man ate a whole pot of rice porridge before putting down his chopsticks, bowed down and said thank you to Ziling, turned around and came to the courtyard, and bowed to Qingyun who was peeping at him.

What a strange person, with gold ingots on his body, he can still starve into that kind of virtue, it's really weird.

With the attitude of causing less trouble, after the two finished eating and feeding Doubao, they cleaned up and went to the market on South Street.

When I came yesterday, I heard from the car boss that on the eighteenth day of the lunar calendar every month, there is a market on South Street, and everything is sold.

The two inquired all the way there, and everywhere they looked, there were crowds of people, shouting, and selling one after another.

Qingyun thought about it all night, and she decided to make sauced beef.

In her previous life, her mother would do it, and it was very delicious, and she would do it too.

No matter how delicious the wine in Fumanlou is, there is no delicious appetizer, and it is soulless. She decided to make some first, try to sell them, and if it didn't work, make herself a snack.

Doubao stared around with wide eyes in her arms, this kid didn't cry or make trouble, he liked to laugh, Qingyun made a simple back pocket and held him in his arms, he was quiet, and spit bubbles in his mouth from time to time to entertain himself.

When the two found a stall selling beef, Qingyun couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, the price of beef was very cheap, and there were several stores selling it, and there was no sign of running out of stock.

Qingyun found an honest and honest old man to negotiate the price, but he didn't expect the old man to be an expert, who had sold beef for more than 30 years, and even knew everything about the beef market in the entire Great Zhou Kingdom.