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"Cartoon...... What is it. Perrin wondered, not knowing what kind of hysteria her eldest sister had, and saying something she didn't understand.

Xin Yi also came back to his senses, looked at the sign and looked at Peilan. "Well, no...... Didn't our father teach us to read before? ”

"What do girls do when they learn so many words," Peranci said, "Father will teach us a few names at most, so that we can catch a few handfuls of medicines." I just saw a lot of small characters densely packed on the book, most of which I don't know, where did you learn this, eldest sister? ”

Xin Yi subconsciously rubbed the forehead injured last time, and it was not easy to say that he learned it in another time and space, so he could only smile and sloppy: "Oh, somehow, I broke my head last time, and I recognized so many words because of the blessing of misfortune." ”

Pei Lan is not a child who is easy to fool like Zizhu, but after listening to her explanation in such righteous words for a long time, it is not easy to refute anything, so she can only obediently say 'oh', and no longer pay attention to her, just get up and fold the quilt and dress up.

After looking at the old book for most of the day, Xin Yi finally finished reading it, and seeing that she finally raised her head, Banxia hurriedly came up and hurriedly asked, "Eldest sister, what are you looking at?" What are these things? ”

"Banxia, haven't you seen this?" She lifted the sticker, "These are the ones used by fortune tellers, haven't you seen them in the city?" ”

Zhengtai shook his head, "I rarely go to the city, I have been to Dingtian once or twice, and I have never met any fortune tellers." When he said this, he suddenly realized, "Could it be that Sister Chang wants to be a fortune teller?" Can't tell someone's fortune? Banxia raised his eyebrows, and the center of his eyebrows condensed into a small pimple, "No, no, no!" How can you tell your sister to do this kind of thing? ”

"If I don't do it, will you do it? Or are we waiting to starve? Xin Yi said helplessly: "Actually, I don't know if this method can be done, let me try it in two days, it's the best, if it doesn't work, I have to think of another way." Speaking of this, she also thought about it: "That's right, it's really not suitable for girls to show up all the time like this, it's better to ......"

"...... Swap"

Banxia wanted to say something else, but Xin Yi nodded. "Change your clothes!" Ignoring Banxia's stiff expression and the appearance of being ruined, Xin Yi continued to ask: "Banxia, does Daddy still have any clothes left?" ”

This sentence diverged farther and farther, Zhuo Banxia was stunned for a while before recalling, and wanted to insert the topic back, but felt that his sister was probably determined, so he had to pouted and replied unhappily: "I don't know about this, you still ask Sister Lan." ”

"The little ghost has learned to be angry with his sister now?" Xin Yi grabbed his cuffs and didn't let him go, "Speaking of which, what about Perran?" ”

"Why don't you go digging wild vegetables? I'll probably be back soon. Banxia looked at the door, glanced at the pile of bamboo sticks in her hand as if she hated that iron could not become steel, and turned around and ran away.

Xin Yi looked at his back, and finally said, "You kid ......" and there was no afterword.

When Pei Lan returned home, it was already nearly dusk, and when she heard Xin Yi say that she wanted her father's clothes, she was not as unhappy as Banxia, and it is estimated that she has been used to making trouble as much as she wants Xin Yi in the past few days. She didn't have time to pat the dirt on half of her body, so she just went to wash her hands first, and then let Zizhu and her busily rummage through the cabinets and dig out a set of brown tops and earthy gray pants from the bottom of the cabinet, although the clothes were very thin and old, and the washing was a little white. But it was said that it was the only one who could be done, so Pei Lan changed two stitches and handed it over to Xin Yi.

Although Xin Yi read the book and thought about how he could deal with it with a few words before he could go out for a trial, he thought of all the things yesterday and felt that it should be delayed for some time, so as not to be recognized by others.

In this way, he dragged on at home for another three days, and before dawn on the third day, Xin Yi went out in disguise. Originally, Zhuo Xinyi's body was thin, it was mid-spring, the weather was still cold, and she wore a few more layers and was slightly bloated, and she couldn't see that it was a woman's figure if she didn't scrutinize it carefully, plus she used her cut hair stubble to paste around her mouth, which looked black, although it was ugly, but it could barely be used as a fake beard.

Dressed up completely, with a sign holder on her back and a clean gossip map, she went out and waited at the city gate for a while before opening the door, taking advantage of the fact that there were not many vendors on the road, she used the gossip map as a tablecloth a few days ago and spread it on the bamboo table that had been abandoned for a long time and now had been scrubbed by her again, and placed the sticker, put her hands in her cuffs, and looked at the pedestrians coming and going and the vendors who were getting busy with a calm face.

The sun rose, shining warmly on her body, her eyelids had just closed sleepily, and the piercing suona and firecracker sound shook her to a shock.

Xin Yi yawned and looked, and saw a round-faced fat man dressed in red and riding a tall horse coming to the south, and behind him was a wedding band, sandwiched in the big red sedan chair swaying, the red cloth swaying, peeking inside, and not knowing whether the bride was beautiful.

Setting up a stall next to Xin Yi is a mother-in-law who sells potatoes for more than half a hundred years old, and she seems to be very kind. Xin Yi took the initiative to go up and said a few words in his throat, "Auntie, look at this...... Who is this bridegroom? It's a big show. ”

"In this Jizhou city, who doesn't know Tian Yuanwai?" The old woman looked at the sedan chair and sighed a few times: "Oh, Tian Yuanwai's family has land and property, and his wealth is no less than those county officials who are errand in the government, and I don't know how many times this is the first time I have seen him marry, and how many concubines are really countless!" ”

"After all, he is a rich man, and the official doesn't even blush?"

"The daughter of the family is married to the son of Taishou, and there is a good daughter who protects the peace and protects the wealth of the fieldmen!"

The son of Taishou...... Xin Yi subconsciously trembled, "But the son of Mrs. He's family?" ”

"You kid is coming back to Jizhou City?" The mother-in-law glanced at her, "Is it difficult for our huge Jizhou to have other guards besides He Taishou?" ”

"Oh, it's a rude to be lonely and unheard." Xin Yi hurriedly replied, thinking that this Tian Yuan seemed to be half an acquaintance, and the He Gongzi he saw last night was actually his son-in-law, which was really a coincidence.

As she was talking, the mother-in-law looked at the gossip chart on her table again, and realized that she had come out to set up a stall to tell fortunes. But the mother-in-law seemed to have been in the market for a long time, and after a while, she asked, "Young man, have I never seen you before?" How is it also a fortune teller? Could it be that you set up a stall here before...... That one...... That what? Oh, look at my age, I can't remember, maybe it's called Fuyang Mountain? ”

Xin Yi didn't understand this, and nodded again and again after hearing this, "Oh, that's right." ”

"Then you're his...... Apprentice? ”

Xin Yi Pingsheng is most afraid of others asking the bottom of the matter, she really doesn't know whether this fortune teller from Fuyang Mountain is accurate, if it is accurate, then it is easy to say that he has become someone's apprentice for no reason, but if it is not accurate, the master is a magic stick that cheats people for money, so wouldn't the apprentice want everyone to shout and beat? She struggled inwardly for a moment, and then hesitated before replying, "Mountain man...... He...... He's my uncle. Regardless of whether the fortune tellers of Fuyang Mountain are accurate or not, Xin Yi has forked herself out, for fear that the mother-in-law will doubt her strength, she also specially added: "To say a big disrespectful word, in fact, listening to the words of your uncles, Uncle Fuyang's qualifications are not as good as my master." Now that I have completed my studies, it is also Master who asked me to do some such things first to experience and experience first. She said, gesturing to the stall.

"I really can't see it, although you young man looks thin and weak, he really has some ability." The mother-in-law approvingly: "But it's a pity, my old woman's loess is half buried, it's not necessary...... I don't have that much money to spare. She chattered and sighed for a long time, until the market gradually became more crowded, and there were many people who came to buy the mother-in-law's potatoes, and finally let Xin Yi go and beckoned the guests.

Xin Yi sat there for nearly a day, and even her mother-in-law, who was selling potatoes next to her, had already sold out her stall and went home, and she was still waiting for customers to come to the door. Only three or two passers-by came to inquire a few words on this day, and although it was also open, the few copper plates really embarrassed her.

She sighed, looked up to see that the sky was also orange-red, and that there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, and she was afraid that there would be no more guests today. Just as she was packing up and getting up to go home, she saw a young man walking not far away. The man was wearing a navy blue robe to line his slender body, and the dark belt was painted with gold threads. The cyan jade inlaid on the crown of his hair was crystal and luxurious, but it was not as bright as the stars in his eyes. The boy looked in the direction of Xin Yi, and his eyes were paired, and there were a little more playful laughs on his white skin.

He just smiled, his eyes crooked, adding a little softness. He walked to the stall curiously, his slender fingers on his chin, still looking at her without speaking.

Xin Yi admits that he is a face control, this is a cross-traveler, and he is embarrassed to say that he is from a cross-over if he doesn't hook up with a few beautiful men. Seeing that this little brother has a good net worth, if he can be close to the ...... Isn't that the second half of your life rich and worry-free? Thinking of this, she had a flattering smile on her face, "This son, do you want to count your face?" ”

The pretty boy who was as gentle as a beautiful jade didn't speak, just nodded, and threw a broken silver to her first.

Xin Yi accepted the money, and felt more and more that he was the cutest person in the world, and the more he looked at it, the more handsome he became, so he simply pretended to be bold and prepared to tease: "This son, with all due respect...... Although you seem to have no worries about food and clothing, there is only one fly in the ointment......" She said this, and smiled a little obscenely: "Childe, you are in this life...... I'm missing. ”