But it's a matter of spending thirty or fifty taels of silver, and he doesn't need to pay for that little money, and what his mother has on her own is enough.

Song Yuan was unwilling to entangle with Aunt Yan on this trivial matter, so he immediately agreed happily.

Seeing that he promised to be so happy, Aunt Yan was very pleased, and consciously and intimately explained: "Don't give too much, it's enough to have three or five hundred taels of silver."

Song Yuan: "......"

Mother, this is still in the Song Mansion, and the silver expenditure should be either a public or a father will make up for it?

His face changed, Song Yuan nodded indiscriminately in response, and immediately said to Aunt Yan, "Mother, you put the silver tickets and other valuables on your body with me first. Otherwise, if you're out there alone, someone might steal anything."

"That's right."

Thinking that Song Yuan's concerns were reasonable, Aunt Yan agreed without thinking too much. Then he gave him all the thick stacks of silver tickets and gold and silver he was carrying, leaving only a few taels of silver and a plain gold hairpin without gems on his head, as well as a jade pendant that he had never left since he was a child.

Song Yuan also knew that it was an old thing that looked like it had no luster and was not worth a few pieces of silver, so Song Yuan didn't say anything

He glanced at the stack of thick silver tickets that Aunt Yan handed over, and he was finally much more satisfied, and the look on his face suddenly looked a lot better.

didn't ask much, Song Yuan first hid the silver ticket closely, and then took the gold and silver in a soft roll, and explained that Aunt Yan would not open the door unless she came to call the door in person, otherwise no one would open the door if she came, and then left in a hurry.

The people living near this courtyard are not wealthy, and they are all wearing coarse cloth and short coats. Many people are still very unparticular about rolling up their sleeves to reveal their strong black arms.

That's nothing, some people even wear their pants a little shorter, revealing their calves...... In addition to the children who are wrapped in rags and scurry, there are even seven or eight-year-old children who only wear a belly pocket...... Chinese Net

Looking at it like this, it's an unsightly scene, where has Song Yuan really seen it? He couldn't help but cover his nose in disgust, remembering when he gave him the idea to rent the courtyard here for Aunt Yan to live in temporarily, and took him to see. He hadn't seen such a "lively" scene that made him a little scary.

Holding the package in his hand tightly, Song Yuan felt more and more that he had given Aunt Yan a new idea, which was a really reliable good idea.

I didn't expect Wang Wu to be so unreliable.

How could I listen to him when I was blinded by lard?

also listened to him, in order not to make people suspicious, he brought Aunt Yan here alone?

Song Yuan frowned, and he had made up his mind in his heart, and when he went back, he had to punish Wang Wu who had made up his mind well.

It's just that before he could finish thinking about it, he suddenly saw two men not far in front of him scolding for something, just blocking his way, so that he had to frown and stop.

"I really didn't mean to hit you, I just didn't pay attention." The man in the blue cloth shirt said to another man in the blue cloth without any sincerity, "Why are you not forgiving?"

The man in the blue cloth was furious: "You didn't mean to hit me, you also ripped my sleeve off. It's only been two days since I got on a good shirt, what do you mean if you don't compensate me and say that I don't forgive?"

"Just how many patches of torn clothes you've worn, and you're embarrassed to say you've only been on for two days? Want me to accompany you for a new one?"

The man in the blue cloth was also angry, and he rolled up his sleeves and scolded, "You want to find the wrong person. Grandpa, I have never only made others suffer, and I have never suffered a loss myself. Get out of the way, don't blame grandpa, my fists aren't vegetarian."

"You turtle son, your fist is not vegetarian, is Lao Tzu's fist vegetarian?"

As soon as the man in the blue cloth heard this, he couldn't stand it, and he didn't wait for the man in the blue cloth to punch first, so he jumped up and punched him.

The two immediately scuffled together.

A lot of people poured out on the side at once, and there were people who watched the excitement and coax the arch fire, and the people who pulled it were still on the sidelines.

Those people also bumped into Song Yuan, and Song Yuan was knocked into seven meat and eight vegetarians, and the subconscious reaction was to grab the package in his hand. As a result, I don't know who hit my elbow again, wrapped it and fell to the ground, but fortunately, the tie did not fall apart.

Song Yuan didn't think much about it, and was about to pick it up when he lowered his head.

Just when he was unprepared when he bent over, he was hit again, and his chest hurt so much that he almost couldn't breathe.

Someone in front of him seemed to have been pushed, and before he could stand firmly, he stepped back and sat on his face so coincidentally. He sat down on the ground and slammed his head on the stone-paved ground.

only felt that it was dark in front of him, and Song Yuan fainted directly......

"It's finished."

At the same time that Song Yuan fainted, I don't know who shouted, and immediately the man in blue cloth and the man in blue cloth stopped their hands at the same time, and the two of them rubbed their painful places while scolding each other with a smile: "Damn, I don't know how to save some effort."

"It's all effortless, isn't it just fake for people to watch?" Someone on the side shouted, which immediately caused a burst of laughter.

In the midst of this laughter, Song Yuan was slashed at the neck with a knife, then his hair was ruffled, and he was carried onto a broken car by smearing chicken blood on his head and face and mud on the ground.

Someone picked up the package on the ground and put it on him, and then covered the wrapped quilt with a torn quilt with black cotton wool exposed.

"Gone, now even his good friends won't recognize him." Someone looked at Song Yuan carefully, and then whispered with satisfaction.

"Don't be verbose, hurry up, but don't make any extraneous branches."

Someone whispered, and immediately the people around scattered out, leaving only one cart and two car-followers, pulling Song Yuan away in a hurry.

All this is still unknown to Aunt Yan in the small courtyard in the deep alley. She looked left and right, until the sun was setting in the west and the sky was about to start to darken, and finally she heard a knock at the door.

"Yuan'er, isn't it you?"

There was only a knock on the door, but Song Yuan's voice was not heard. Thinking of Song Yuan's instructions when he left, Aunt Yan, who was thirsty and hungry, felt a little bad in her heart, and asked in a panic of confusion.

"It was your son Song Yuan who asked us to come." An unkind voice came from outside the door, "Hurry up and open the door."

"What about others? He said he would come on his own." Aunt Yan frowned and asked, "Why didn't he come by himself?"

"He hit his head and almost died, how can he come?" The mother-in-law outside the door said impatiently.