I heard that Ma Jinhua has been ruined countless times every day, and she also wants Jiang Lanqing, a female cousin, to taste that taste.

When Jiang Lanqing arrived on the other side of the river, he was put into a prisoner car, and the residents on the riverbank all gathered around to watch the excitement, and some even looked for her to see a doctor, and when they saw her, they were all asking what was going on.

The prisoner car swayed away, Jiang Lanqing was constantly being watched and pointed at, and he felt very awkward, eager to kill Li Chengcai's daughter-in-law.

In order to hurry back to hand over the errand, the prison car did not stop in the town and kept heading towards the county seat.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, I passed by a notch, where there were no people for several miles, only a chicken feather shop stood alone.

The group stopped at the door of the chicken feather shop, and the officials went into the courtyard to ask the boss to cook something to eat, and Jiang Lanqing could only sit in the prisoner car.

The chicken feather shop is also known as the "chicken feather house" or the "fire house", that is, there is no bedding, the inn is heated with chicken feathers, the chicken feather shop does not have any furniture, there is only a chicken feather in the house, and the guests come to the store and pay a few pennies to live.

However, this is only the hall of the inn, and there are separate rooms, and these rooms have a bed, bedding sheets, a table, and a pot of tea, and the conditions are extremely simple.

This chicken feather shop was opened by a husband and wife, and a few years ago it was attacked by bandits, the man was killed, and the woman had to run the chicken feather shop alone with her sixteen-year-old son.

The proprietress Yunxiu set up a table and bench in the yard, and asked her son Brother Yan to stir-fry, and she boiled water to make tea.

Soon the tea came up, Yun Xiu poured the tea, glanced at Jiang Lanqing in the prisoner car outside, and asked with a smile: "Poor master, what crime did that woman commit?" ”

"She killed the second son of the Cao family in Qinghe Town, and there was a young girl and a beggar who were killed." The head of the government took a sip of tea.

Yun Xiu was slightly surprised: "I really can't see that such a weak woman has such ability." ”

"No, no one believes it, but people can't just look at the surface." The head of the government said.

At this time, Yunxiu's sixteen-year-old son Brother Yan brought the food and put it on the table, and the officials picked up the chopsticks and ate them unceremoniously.

While the servants were eating, Yun Xiu screwed the teapot and teacup and walked out of the courtyard, walked to the prisoner car, poured tea, and handed it to Jiang Lanqing, who didn't know what he was thinking: "Little lady, drink saliva!" ”

"Thank you." Jiang Lanqing came back to her senses and thanked her, took the tea, and drank it, she was really a little thirsty.

It's almost October, the sky is already cold, and taking a sip of hot tea, it instantly warms up a lot.

"Can you give me another drink?" Jiang Lanqing handed the teacup out.

Yunxiu added tea, and watching Jiang Lanqing drink tea, she said, "You wait." Then he turned and went into the courtyard.

Jiang Lanqing looked suspiciously towards the courtyard, and after a while, he saw Yunxiu coming out with two steamed buns: "Eat quickly!" ”

"I'm not hungry." Jiang Lanqing shook his head.

Yunxiu didn't take back the steamed buns, glanced at the courtyard, and said in a low voice: "If you don't eat, you'll have to starve, and you won't be able to eat a bite when you get to the county office, and you don't know when you will have something to eat, eat quickly." ”

"Thank you." Jiang Lanqing took the steamed bun, it was still hot, her eyes were a little red, this was the first woman to be good to her except for poplar saplings.

"Lady, add some more tea." The officials shouted in the courtyard.

Yun Xiu responded, nodded at Jiang Lanqing, and turned around and entered the courtyard.