Chapter Ninety-Four: Morning on Funing Street

Early in the morning, before the rooster crowed, the sound of walking sounded in the small building, accompanied by a soprano full of energy: "Koharu!" Get up and get to work! Chunying, who had just been woken up from sleep and was still a little dazed, woke up suddenly, immediately turned over and got up, and then hit her head again. Watch the latest chapter of Perfect World, and look at it quickly.

The "room" she slept in was actually a small storage room separated by wooden planks next to the staircase on the second floor of the small building, which was used to store cloth before, just enough to put down a "bed" the size of a door panel and two arm-long, calf-high boxes, less than five feet high, and would hit her head if she was not careful. Chunying finally came up with a way to hang a skirt with a belt instead of curtains, so as to avoid the possibility of "walking*", but at the same time, it also isolated the light. The only thing to be thankful for is that the bedding is very clean, you can see that the workmanship is very good, and it is rare to be dry and fluffy.

This kind of environment is worse than when she first crossed over, not to mention that she has been living in the comfortable Huanhuaxuan for more than half a year, it feels like falling from heaven to hell, but there is not even a person around to rely on, and there is a dominatrix-level character who keeps an eye on herself all the time.

Chunying hurriedly put on her coat and skirt, pulled her hair, wiped two handfuls on her face, and rushed out. At the top of the stairs, the dominatrix was already leaning on the railing of the ladder and waiting impatiently, and when he saw her come out, he scolded: "Slow, stupid!" Are you worthy of being a girl from a big family? I don't have any eyesight! Then he threw the clothes in his hand to her: "Quickly wash and pulp these clothes, and then boil me a pot of tea, the backyard should be cleaned, and the floor in the front store should be wiped down, and my brother will open the door to do business at two o'clock, you give me some sharpness!" Also, don't forget to feed the dogs! Just as he was about to turn around, he added, "Go and make me breakfast first!" I want to eat the steamed buns of Lao Jiang's family at the entrance of the street, beware of him being short of catties! ”

This is the sister who is just "a little fierce" in the mouth of the shopkeeper Shi, her husband's surname is Cheng, and others call her Aunt Cheng. Her husband has been running a small business for many years, selling some Songjiang cotton cloth to sell in northern villages and towns, and when he is away from home for ten months a year, she takes a pair of twin sons to live with his younger brother and take care of each other, and her own small yard is actually nearby, and she only needs to go back every three or five days to take care of it.

The stone shopkeeper has been with this sister since he was a child. My sister is close, and her temperament is soft, and she is more and more out of temper, and she is also very good to her two nephews. The twin sons Cheng Suluo and Cheng Suyi, who are only ten years old, love to be naughty and mischievous on weekdays, and they seem to recognize their uncle's soft heart and have no fear.

Since Chunying came, she has been troubled by this family. I have to be a little exhausted, and I start working after waking up in the morning, except for a little rest during meal time, and I have to be busy until I go to bed. Exhausted every day, there is simply not a moment of idleness. The shopkeeper said that his sister "needs someone to help", and Chunying privately guesses that what she needs is really just one person?

Chunying hugged her clothes to the backyard and hurriedly hit. Soak a basin of water first, then run to the kitchen to boil a pot of water, and then go upstairs to pat the stone shopkeeper's room to get the money for the breakfast - if it doesn't work for Aunt Cheng, it will only cause scolding - as a result, the stone shopkeeper looked embarrassed: "Jiang Yiqi is used to being short catties and less than two, and the steamed buns and meat fillings he makes are too greasy, for fear that others won't know that his steamed buns are really meaty, but unfortunately they are all fat!" I don't like to eat from his house. ”

Chunying was surprised: "Is the steamed bun stuffed?!" "Stuffed...... That's a bun. Right?!

The stone shopkeeper looked even more surprised than her: "How can it be called steamed bread without filling. What about the head? Of course, the steamed buns are filled! After thinking about it, he sighed: "Forget it, if my sister likes to eat, you can buy her mother's share, mine...... You go to Sister-in-law Jia at the end of the street to buy me a bowl of tofu brain, pour two servings of marinade, and remember to give an extra penny. He took out thirty yuan to her a little twisted: "Remember to take a good voice for me, tell her brother Dong to get out of the school and remember to come to me, last time I promised to help him buy a new character sticker......

Chunying's eyes jumped, and she took the copper coin: "Shopkeeper Shi, you ......"

"Koharu! Where's the?! Bring me the wash water! "Aunt Cheng's. The big drink interrupted her words, and she didn't care about the gossip of the shopkeeper Shi, so she quickly picked up the money, ran downstairs to fetch a basin of water, grabbed a handkerchief, and rushed upstairs: "The water is here." ”

Aunt Cheng snatched the water. basin, split his head and scolded: "Slow, what are you doing?!" You're lazy, aren't you?! After scolding, he urged his two sons to freshen up and dress, Su Luo, the eldest of the twins, was snickering, and the younger Su Yi made a smug face at Chunying. Chunying pursed her lips, turned around and ran, and when she returned to the kitchen, the water in the pot was just boiling. She hurriedly found a tea caddy and came out, but it was a copper pot with silver paint, and when she opened the lid, there was a small copper spoon inside. Chunying thought in her heart that the Shi family was also exquisite, and the style of drinking tea was enough to learn from the high-ranking families. She followed what she had learned, scooped up a full spoonful of tea and wanted to pour it into the pot, but she stretched out a hand from behind her and snatched the tea canister from her hand, followed by Aunt Cheng's scolding: "Dead girl!" Who told you to touch this precious thing? Do you know what it is?! If you sell it, you won't be able to get it back! ”

Aunt Cheng carefully put away the tea canister, turned around and hit her twice: "No wonder someone will kick her out!" Sure enough, it's stupid! I can't even boil tea! ”

Chunying was shocked and angry, but she dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so she could only swallow her anger and ask, "May I ask Auntie, what kind of tea do you want to drink?" "There is only this one can in the whole kitchen that can be called tea, maybe there is also in the shop in front, but the door is locked, and she can't enter until the stone shopkeeper opens.

Aunt Cheng glanced at her with disdain, snorted coldly, and told her how to make tea.

It turned out that Aunt Cheng was not as light as the young masters and ladies in the Hou Mansion, and rarely drank tea made from tea leaves. What she likes every day is to stir-fry flour until fragrant, mix it with boiling water, and add dried fruits such as sesame seeds and almonds to brew tea, commonly known as "noodle tea". This kind of tea is not so much a refreshing drink, but more like a snack, every time Mrs. Cheng has to do an important job, she will eat a bowl of noodle tea in the morning, and the lunch will be saved.

Chunying made four bowls of noodle tea according to what she taught, during which she was scolded countless times, and when the shopkeeper and the Cheng brothers went downstairs to eat tea, they had to endure hunger and go to the streets and streets to buy steamed buns and tofu brains.

The old ginger who sells steamed buns, with a pair of small eyes, turns drippingly, and the speed in his hands is very fast, and in a blink of an eye, he wrapped the steamed buns in lotus leaves and handed them to the customer to receive the silver and was about to greet the next business. ”

"Really? I remember that you only gave me fifteen wen, the little girl remembered it wrong, right? Old Jiang looked at Chunying with a smile, and his hands were still busy.

"Everyone here has seen it, obviously I gave you eighteen texts!"

Someone in the crowd laughed: "Old Jiang, don't bully other people's children, your little trick can deceive outsiders at most, who doesn't know your details on Manfuning Street?" ”

Lao Jiang sneered and gave a steamed bun to Chunying, turned around and scolded the man in a low voice, and then shouted: "The steamed buns just out of the pot are fragrant and soft, and all of them have meat-" The hands kept busy.

Chunying squeezed out of the crowd with steamed buns, but remembered a place name in her heart - Funing Street. What is this place? She had never heard of it, at least not near the Hou Mansion and Longfu Temple, and the name of the street was so "auspicious" that she couldn't help but wonder if there was more than one "Funing Street" in the entire city of Beijing. Since Steward Xiao Chen dared to send her here, and the shopkeeper Shi family did not prohibit her from going out, she should be very sure that she would not be discovered. Although she didn't know how long the carriage had been traveling that day, it might have been far away from the Hou Mansion.

However...... Even if she knew where she was, what good was she? Just like Steward Xiao Chen said, her family is under the control of the Hou Mansion, and the monk can't run away from the temple, can she leave her relatives and escape? Not to mention that these relatives really care about her, she can't give up this heart, just she is a twelve-year-old girl, and her identity is a slave, and the possibility of surviving safely when she runs out is too small, either she was arrested and killed as a fugitive slave, or she was abducted and sold to other places, and lived a life a hundred times more miserable than now. After the deaths of Qing'er and Sister Lian, she no longer dared to have extravagant hopes, she knew very well in her heart how humble her identity was now. That is, if you are lucky, you met a well-intentioned master, otherwise it would be in vain to be beaten to death inexplicably.

Chun Ying shuddered, hurriedly quickened her pace, and walked towards the end of the street. There is a stall selling tofu brains, the stall owner is a widow, her husband's surname is Jia, others call her Jia's sister-in-law, she is only in her thirties, since her husband died, she has taken her two daughters, Sister Yun, Sister Li and her young son Brother Dong, to live a difficult life. She is a decent person, she never laughs with the men who come to buy tofu brains, and she does business fairly, so everyone on this street respects her, and many of them admire her, but she has three children who stop moving. According to Chunying's observation, it is very likely that the shopkeeper Shi is also one of them, and he hits the weakness of Sister-in-law Jia very brightly, and cares for her children and bribes them with great care.

Chunying bought a tofu brain poured with a double portion of marinade, and passed on the words of the stone shopkeeper, and the eight-year-old boy who was originally standing aside to help collect the money had his eyes lit up and quickly looked at his mother. Sister-in-law Jia shook her hand and said with a slight smile: "Thank you so much for the shopkeeper, Brother Dong, remember to go after school, and I will give you the silver to buy the word sticker later, but it can't be called the shopkeeper's money." A trace of disappointment flashed in Brother Dong's eyes, and he responded weakly. The two sisters, who were also helping at the stall, glanced at each other, bowed their heads and continued their work.

Chunying guessed a little in her heart, but she didn't care about other people's affairs, she casually greeted and left, and hurriedly returned to Yunxiang Pavilion before entering the courtyard, and heard Aunt Cheng complaining: "...... Where did you find that stupid girl?! I don't know anything, and I do things slowly! In the past, when there was no her, I had already done all this work alone, and I could still tie a few flowers, where did I wait until this time?! ”

Shopkeeper Shi smiled and said, "Sister, she is still young, how can she compare to you?" If you don't understand, teach her slowly, don't freak her out. It's a big family, and it's not as solid as our small family. ”

"Fart! What about large households? It's just a girl! It's still kicked out! But if her master has the heart to keep her, he won't let us come here? You wait and see, she will definitely not be able to go back, if she is not trained well, where is the use?! ”

Chun Ying bit her lower lip and was about to enter the house, but she heard the stone shopkeeper say in a low voice: "This is not accurate, do you know what Steward Xiao Chen said that day?" She paused at her feet and immediately choked her breath.

(A chapter on trivial life...... I'm sorry for the delay, but I can't always find time to calm down and write, and I guess it's no problem when I get home on the sixth day of junior high school. ）。.。