The little ingots held Aunt Jin's hand, her big watery eyes looked at her fixedly, she was about to say, don't worry, there will be a fairy to help us get through it!

But before she could say anything, she saw a little guy pushing through the crowd, protecting a young master in brocade, and walked all the way to He Runan.

The autumn sun, through the lush branches and leaves of the camphor tree, with flying golden dust, sprinkled on the little young master's snow-like white clothes.

The mottled shadows of the trees overlap with the delicate and intricate dark lines on the clothes, revealing a shallow mystery in the luxury.

The little young master is only seven or eight years old, and he is already born with delicate eyebrows, not like mortals.

He looks amazing, like the embodiment of Zhong Lingyuxiu in the world.

His white boots are not stained with dust, and they step on the bluestone slab as if they are stepping on clouds, and do not take away any dead leaves and soil.

His eyes were like glass, and his gaze was cold.

He held a folding fan in his hand and pointed to He Yunan's vegetable basket, but his words were not polite at all: "I just heard in the carriage that you said that your family is miserable." But in your vegetable basket, there are bean sprouts. Beans only sprout in the warm season, and now it's a cold autumn season, and if you want the beans to sprout, you have to use special means. Merchants have strange goods, the price is extremely expensive, a penny of silver and a pound, you have so many bean sprouts in your basket, and you tell everyone that you have no money? ”

He is not a noble young master who doesn't know anything, when he was trained as a prince, he went out of the palace several times, observed the people's feelings, and had a certain understanding of the people's livelihood.

He Runan was stunned by what he said.

The onlookers suddenly realized that they glared at He Yunan.

The little young master continued: "Look at your hands, the skin is fine and the meat is tender; Look at your sister's hands, but they are as rough as the bark of a tree. If you are sisters, then your sister must have been very kind to you when you were a child, and she did not let you suffer a little. Now, you're struggling with your sister, right? Who is the white-eyed wolf, I believe everyone already has the answer in their hearts. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the little guy beside him: "It's just three coins of silver, why are you so aggressive?" I gave it for them! ”

The little guy understood, immediately opened the money bag, took out three pieces of broken silver from it, and arrogantly stuffed it into He Runan's hand.

The little ingots immediately jumped down from Aunt Jin and reached out to pull the little brother who had relieved them.

She wanted to say that without the money from her little brother, we would definitely get three dollars of silver within three days!

Unexpectedly, as soon as her hand touched his clothes, she felt a stiffness all over his body, and even his aura suddenly became cold.

Well, it's a faint coercion that she has never experienced.

The little ingots tilted their heads, their eyes wide open, puzzled.

The little guy instantly felt like a big enemy, and hurriedly said: "Little girl, let go quickly!" Our young master loves cleanliness very much, and he must not be allowed to be touched by outsiders! ”

The little young master frowned slightly, neatly took off his dusty robe, and hung it on the little girl's arm: "The clothes are taken and disposed of, and the money in exchange will be distributed to the poor." ”

Little Ingot hurriedly said: "Little brother, thank you for helping us out of the siege, but we don't need your help to give three coins of silver, we can work hard ourselves!" We'll be able to scrape together three cents in three days. ”

The little young master glanced at her extremely indifferently, and his gaze swept over her and Aunt Jin's shabby clothes.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, and when he got into the carriage, he left a sentence: "It is good to have ambition, but you must also have self-knowledge." ”

Ordinary people, when they are looked at by him, a person with noble body and delicate eyebrows, they can't help but burn their faces red.

This is dust to clouds and snow.

This is the rotten grass to the sun and the moon.

He will be ashamed of himself, and he will bow his head in embarrassment, although there is no disdain in his eyes.

But small ingots are different.

She looked at herself and Aunt Jin generously and said to the little young master: "Don't worry, we will definitely make money, you can take the three coins back." ”

The little guy followed the little young master into the carriage, and in the curtain, only two short words came from the little young master: "Drive." ”

The carriage ran, and the little ingots were in a hurry and chased after them.