Chapter 251: On the Street

Sister Ya'er grimaced at her back, and Jing Niang smiled angrily: "Is she still reasonable?" ā€œ

Jiang Wancheng looked at Wen Chaoyan helplessly, "Am I too ignorant?" ā€

She really didn't plan to confront that Yun Nian at first, after all, Wen Chaoyan survived, which was more important than anything else.

But this Yun Nian had to talk about right and wrong, and he insulted himself again It was a shame to go out, Jiang Wancheng was a clay man and should have a three-point temperament, so he got angry.

Wen Chaoyan: "Don't care. The person who saved me was Xue Lizi, and I had some old ties with him, and it had nothing to do with that Yun Nian. ā€

If it weren't for Xue Lizi's identity, Wen Chaoyan would really be impatient with this person.

In his eyes, Yun Nian didn't even have anything to do with men and women, just a person who had mistaken his own things several times, which really made him unhappy.

He comforted Jiang Wancheng: "If it's really annoying her, let's leave here early." ā€

Jing Niang listened, "You want to move out?" ā€

Jiang Wancheng didn't know what Wen Chaoyan's next plan was, but it was only a matter of time before they moved out, after all, they couldn't live in Jing Niang's yard all the time.

Jiang Wancheng: "I'll tell you later." We're going to the streets, do you want to go along? ā€

Jing Niang looked at their family of four, where is there a place for themselves?

Suddenly sour: "Okay, let's go by yourself." I'll be accompanied by the two of them later, and I'll go to the street to find out what kind of business I'm doing in the near future. It's time to do it. ā€

Saying that, she winked at Jiang Wancheng, Jiang Wancheng smiled and nodded, indicating that she understood.

After going to the street, Wen Chaoyan immediately found a stall selling masks.

Jiang Wancheng personally picked one for him, the mask of the white dragon.

After hanging up, Sister Ya'er is the happiest one.

"Brother is so handsome, so handsome!"

Jiang Wancheng held her chin with her fingers and deliberately teased: "It's just that I'm not very white, otherwise I'm really handsome." ā€

Wen Chaoyan looked around, turned his head sideways and asked her in a low voice, "Are you sure I'm not white?" ā€

Jiang Wancheng pushed him away in shame: "White, whiter than the legs of the white crane!" ā€

In my mind, I instantly looked like he was covered in tendons, but I don't know if I have lost a lot of weight now, are those beautiful lines still there?

She blushed under the veil.

But Wen Chaoyan snorted sullenly.

Jiang Wancheng was startled, and her face quickly turned white again.

"I—I hurt you? I'm sorry, I'm so careless......"

Wen Chaoyan took the big golden pill of Feng Lao, and now he is indeed very good inside.

But in fact, he was tortured a lot while he was in prison, so he added a lot of new injuries to his body.

Although all of them have been healed and there are no major problems, there are still some deep injuries that have not fully recovered.

Jiang Wancheng just pushed it, and it happened to push the iron wound on his body, which was always festering and scarring, and festering after scarring, so there was still some pain.

Seeing that she was panicked, Wen Chaoyan immediately held her little hand.

"Don't be afraid, I'm fine. It's true. Otherwise, I'll go back in the evening and let you see? ā€

Seeing that he could still tease himself, Jiang Wancheng really thought that there was no big problem.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but said again: "Okay, you can take a look at me at night, and I will give you medicine!" ā€

Seeing that she confessed to the truth, Wen Chaoyan was a little skeptical.

After all, she was still on the street, Jiang Wancheng broke away her fingers and pulled Sister Ya'er forward.

Fujin is not a county seat, and it is naturally more prosperous than Qingyang Town.

And the entire county town of Fujin is more than ten times larger than Qingyang Town, and there are countless things that Sister Ya'er and Wen Erlang have never seen.

After watching the excitement for a while, Jiang Wancheng asked them to choose a birthday gift.

Sister Ya'er asked for a pair of beautiful headdresses, after all, she is a little girl who loves beauty, and she likes all kinds of colorful things.

Wen Erlang asked for a pencil case.

It's just that it's a little pure in your hand.

Who knew that Wen Erlang had already changed hands and handed it to Jiang Wancheng again: "Sister, I want you to embroider bamboo on it, is it okay?" ā€

Jiang Wancheng thought it was a good idea.

Both of these gifts are slightly shabby, though.

After all, Jiang Wancheng gave them their birthday for the first time, so after thinking about it, he said, "How about Sister Ah call you and Sister Ya'er again?" ā€

Luozi is something similar to a bag, which is a carry-on bag used by the ancients to carry items when they usually went out.

Although it is also wrapped with cloth, it is also a fashionable item in ancient times, and if anyone goes out with a rope, it is also quite face-saving.

If Jiang Wancheng had just crossed over, he would naturally not be able to do these things, but Jiang Wancheng, who had already experienced a lifetime, was bored all day long when he was in Zhuangzi in the previous life, so he naturally learned some from the maids in Zhuangzi.

It's not a problem to make two small connections.

When the two little ones heard that there was also a rope as a birthday gift, they jumped up happily.

Subsequently, Jiang Wancheng and the others entered Buzhuang again.

Jiang Wancheng used three taels of silver to buy a few pieces of cloth with a very comfortable texture, and planned to make two sets of spring shirts for everyone after going back.

The weather is getting warmer day by day, and the clothes are thicker, and the slightest movement will make the whole body sweat.

At noon, when the four of them were about to buy some more convenient food and go home, there was a sudden loud shouting in front of them.

Seeing this, Sister Ya'er pulled Wen Erlang and ran forward.

Seeing this, Jiang Wancheng had no choice but to hurriedly chase after him: "You guys slow down!" ā€

When he arrived at the lively place, Jiang Wancheng saw that it was a vendor's stall!

She frowned deeply, although most of the trafficking in this cannibalistic feudal dynasty was legal, but it was so blatantly put on the street, for her, a modern person, the impact on her heart was still too great.

Jiang Wancheng didn't want to stay here longer, so she looked back at Wen Chaoyan who was following behind her, and said in a low voice, "Let's go back quickly, shall we?" ā€

Wen Chaoyan quietly held her wrist and responded, "Okay." ā€

The two were about to squeeze out with Wen Erlang and Sister Ya'er, when they heard Sister Ya'er suddenly point at the trafficker stall and shout: "Sister, that sister is so beautiful!" ā€

Jiang Wancheng glanced at it, but was shocked in her heart.

How is she?

Seeing her expression, Wen Chaoyan immediately asked, "Do you know?" ā€

This peddler's stall is located in a small square in the center.

At this moment, the square was crowded with men, women, and children kneeling on the ground.

However, it is also an offence to sell boys and girls under the age of 10, unless they are sold by the elders of the family themselves, or if they sell their own children.

Therefore, the eldest here also has a forty-year-old mother-in-law.

The youngest, too, are eleven or twelve years old.

For the most part, there are young men and women in the labour force.

And among today's group of people who are pressed to the ground and kneeling, there is a young girl, not only with a gorgeous appearance, but also with a very slender and eye-catching posture.

She looked like she was about to cry, which immediately attracted many men at the scene to covet her.

For a while, many people were competing for bids.

(End of chapter)