After Song Qian and Wang Niangzi responded, they bid farewell to Lu Ziyu and left with Yuanbao and Wang Yongan.

Outside the academy gate, Song Qian stopped and turned to look at the two of them and asked, "Wang Niangzi, I'll send you back."

Because she heard that her home was at the other end of the town, if she walked back, she was afraid that she would have to walk for an hour and be too tired, so she wanted to send people back, which could be regarded as a friendship.

"It's too much trouble for Mrs. Song, our mother and son will be able to arrive in some hours." Wang Niangzi didn't want to trouble Song Qian, so she refused. Suddenly thinking of something, she hurriedly asked Wang Yongan to kneel down and kowtow to Song Qian.

Song Qian was shocked by the sudden scene, and when he reacted, he stepped forward to help Wang Yongan up, and said to Wang Niangzi, "What are you doing, I didn't do anything, how can I afford such a big gift."

Wang Niangzi stopped Song Qian to help Wang Yongan's hand, continued to make him kneel on the ground, and then responded: "If it weren't for Song Niangzi today, Yong'an would definitely not be allowed to stay in the academy to study, then the suffering of my father and I would have been in vain. So, Mrs. Song, you can afford it."

"Thank you, Mrs. Song." Wang Yongan looked at his mother-in-law, quickly understood something, and kept kowtowing to Song Qian.

Song Qian helped him up and said, "Today's incident is just a gesture, nothing more. In the future, you and Yuan Bao will stay in the academy to study, take care of each other, study hard and become a pillar of the country in the future, and I will know that what I am doing today is right. Okay, okay?"

"Yes, we will be classmates from now on. With us taking care of each other, the princess and her parents don't have to worry." Yuan Bao also came to take his hand and comfort him.

Wang Yongan looked at Wang Niangzi tentatively, as if he was waiting for her order, thinking about whether to continue to kneel down and kowtow in thanks.

Song Qian saw his thoughts, so he straightened up and said to the grateful Wang Niangzi, "Wang Niangzi, you don't have to keep this matter in mind, raising Yong'an well is more important than anything else. Therefore do not do it again, if you know me as a friend."

Wang Niangzi felt that Song Qian was different from those rich and noble people, she was not arrogant, she was very kind, even if she gave up herself, she had to seek justice for her.

Through Song Qian's words, Wang Niangzi nodded: "Being able to befriend Song Niangzi is a blessing in my life. Just say, don't hate me."

"What did Mrs. Wang say? I don't think it's too early to get hot, it's almost time for lunch, so let's all go back early." After that, Song Qian didn't wait for Wang Niangzi to give in, so he pulled her into the carriage, and Yuan Bao also followed closely with Wang Yongan.

Because they had not sat in such a high-class carriage for a long time, Wang Niangzi and Wang Yongan were very restrained, for fear of breaking something.

Song Qian saw the worries of the two, so he looked at the ingot.

Yuan Bao got through at one point, picked up the dim sum on the plate and handed it to Wang Yongan and said, "Yongan, you try it, this is the osmanthus cake made by my mother herself, and the taste is much better than that made by others."

Wang Yongan didn't dare to take his mouth easily, and looked at Wang Niangzi tentatively, but at this time, she was being pulled by Song Qian to speak, and she had no time to take care of him, so she finally took a bite lightly under the urging of Yuanbao.

It is really as Yuan Bao said, very sweet and delicious.

The child's mind is simple, and after this time, the two became friends, and they joked and had fun without any restraint.

"That's because my family leader disdains to be with them, and when they see that they can't win them over, they secretly resort to small means. asked people to come to slander and slander, and also sent ruffians and hooligans to come to the door to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, guarding the outside of the shop, so that the guests did not dare to come easily. Later, the head of my family couldn't stand them making trouble, so he could only close the shop and take me and Yong'an to farm and spin fabrics, barely making a living." When Wang Niangzi mentioned the matter of the Xiangtang shop back then, she sighed in a few words.

After all, such a big family business is so lonely, no one can accept it.

When Song Qian heard this, he felt that those people were too rampant and bullied, so he asked, "Do you know who those people are?"

Wang Niangzi's voice was out of her mouth, so she looked around cautiously, and then responded to Song Qian in a low voice: "That person's name is Jia Cheng, and he is the uncle of the Jia family in the town. But the Jia family has a big business, is powerful, and is old with the prefect

The grandfather is close to the family. Therefore, the people who are bullied on weekdays can only break their teeth and swallow them back into their stomachs, and no one dares to provoke him, for fear of losing their lives."

Speaking of this, she remembered the humiliation and difficulties she suffered at that time, and couldn't help but hide her face and weep softly, Song Qian saw this and felt that she shouldn't mention it, so she took out her handkerchief and handed it to Wang Niangzi, wanting to persuade her not to talk about it.

After wiping away her tears, she continued, "In the town, when they saw that a family and a business were booming, they wanted to take it for themselves and take the money into their own house. So he came to woo you and make you useful to him. If you agree, you won't be able to get half of the money down, and you will have to be squeezed by them. But if they don't agree, they will secretly look for small means, and openly send ruffians and hooligans to find trouble. When you can't hold yourself anymore and close the door, they will sit back and take advantage of the fisherman. Many people have been bullied, but there is no way to reason."

If anyone had ruled over them and made them afraid to make a mistake, many people, including them, would not have fallen into such a field so that they would not be able to lift up their heads.

After hearing this, Song Niangzi was very angry as if she felt empathy: "There is such an intolerable thing! It's just too deceitful."

But when you think about it, isn't this the case in the world today?

Many people bully the weak, but those who are bullied cannot get it back, in the final analysis, it is the corruption of the rule and the hearts of the people.

If you want to change the way of the world, you must first change the way of the world.

"Mrs. Song, are you the shopkeeper of the only dessert shop in town?" Wang Niangzi suddenly remembered something, looked at Song Qian with a serious expression, and confirmed the matter with her.

Song Qian nodded inexplicably.

The other party suddenly showed a worried look and explained, "I heard from the people in the courtyard that Jia Cheng has taken a fancy to the business of your dessert shop and is thinking of a way to take it into his own hands. You have to be cautious and beware. They're the kind of people who might do something to invite them, so don't be caught off guard like we are, and end up cheapening the thief for nothing."

Wang Niangzi didn't want Song Qian's footsteps to follow in her footsteps.

Song Qian was a little surprised by this, but according to what Wang Niangzi said just now, it was not surprising, because his dessert shop was the only one in the entire Sulou Town, and the business was very good, and it was normal for them to covet it. But she can't be careless, and she does have to beware of them playing tricks.

"Thank you for telling me Mrs. Wang, this person is really too hateful." Song Qian, in turn, patted Wang Niangzi's hand gratefully.

Now that he knew that Wang Niangzi's family originally made perfume, Song Qian thought about it, and first asked tentatively: "Wang Niangzi, does your family still have the intention of making money from the incense hall now?"

"Hey, I've been in charge of my family for half my life, so naturally I can't give it up easily. But now that hunger and hunger are problems, and Yong'an wants to go to the academy is also a lot of money, where is the spare energy to study this?" Wang Niangzi didn't notice Song Qian's meaning, and sighed and said very regretfully.

After knowing this, Song Qian breathed a sigh of relief, because it was related to her next plan, and then continued to ask, "I don't know what is feasible for Mrs. Wang right now, take me to the house to see the spices?"

If it had been closed suddenly, the spice would have been difficult to sell, and it would have been in stock, so her plan would have been much easier.

"This is naturally convenient, but what are you going to do here, Mrs. Song? Are you going to make sachets or something?" Wang Niangzi asked strangely.

Song Qian shook her head, looked at her mysteriously and said, "No, when I see those spices, I will tell Mrs. Wang what I am going to do."

Wang Niangzi was confused, but she could only respond.

"You see, this is a sachet that my mother sewed for me." Wang Yongan lifted the corner of the patched clothes, took out the blue cloth plum blossom-style sachet hanging around his waist and handed it to Yuanbao.

Smelling the delicate aroma emanating from it, Yuan Bao couldn't put it down: "This smell is more fragrant than anything I have smelled at the sachet stall."

Wang Yongan was a little proud when he heard this, and said: "This is natural, my family's spices are all of the finest, if you like to give it to you, I still have many at home, or let my mother embroider another one for you." Wang Yongan saw that Yuan Bao liked it, so he gave it to him without hesitation.

Although Yuan Bao likes it, he can't accept the gift plainly, this is the reason that Song Qian gave him, so he reluctantly returned the sachet to him and said, "My mother said that you can't take other people's things easily, thank you."

Seeing this, Wang Yongan stuffed the sachet back into his arms and said, "What else, aren't you and I friends? In the future, I will still be a classmate. It's just a sachet, so it's a token between you and me. If you really don't want to go, give me something. When it's an exchange, how?"

Hearing this, Yuan Bao thought about it carefully and felt that it was appropriate, so he untied the red rope bracelet that Song Qian had skewed for him earlier from his wrist, handed it to Wang Yongan and said, "Then this will be with you, this is what my mother gave me, saying that it can ensure the safety and smoothness of people."

Wang Yongan also liked it very much after taking it.

The carriage soon drove to Wang Niangzi's house, and Wang Wu, who was chopping wood in the courtyard, saw Wang Niangzi and Wang Yongan coming back from outside, and asked worriedly, "Is Yong'an's study okay?"

Song Qian and Yuan Bao smelled a lot of aromas when they entered the courtyard together, and then found that there were many shelves here, and on the shelves were dustpans and spices for drying.

Wang Niangzi happily brought Song Qian and said, "Thanks to Song Niangzi today, if she hadn't talked to our mother and son, I'm afraid it would be ......."

"Song Niangzi, my Wang family has thanked you."

Wang Wu was grateful when he heard this, and he was ashamed that he was covered with dust and had to take two steps back, for fear of soiling Song Qian's clothes.

"Quick, come into the house and don't stand here." Wang Niangzi warmly beckoned Song Qian into the house, while Yuan Bao followed Wang Yongan to play in the courtyard.

When he came to the house, Song Qian saw that although it was shabby, it was cleaned up properly, and it seemed that Wang Niangzi was also a well-paid person.

"The family is small, don't dislike Song Niangzi." Wang Niangzi said while pouring water.

Because they had no money to spare, they had to rent this one room, and there were three other families living in the courtyard.

Song Qian sat down without hesitation, and told them with actions that he was not a snob.

Wang Wu had already washed it from the outside, but he was still very restrained in the face of Song Qian, because he could see that the fabric on Song Qian's body was very high-quality, and it was definitely not something that ordinary people could afford, so Song Qian's identity was either rich or expensive.

"Why did Mrs. Song come this time?"

Song Qian no longer hid it when he came here, and said bluntly: "Mrs. Wang said that your family was in the incense hall business earlier, and it just so happened that I knew that a perfume paste could be given a try by the shopkeeper Wang, and maybe it could revive the business."