Chapter 7 Who are you planning to rob?
Shang Wan stopped sharpening his axe, raised his eyes and looked at the stone, "Have you seen anyone?"
"The people from the yamen said that the young master is a repeat offender and they are not allowed to visit him." Shitou drank three bowls of water before he felt his throat was no longer burning. He sat on the stool opposite Shang Wan and looked at her again and again, hesitating to speak. .
"If you have anything to say, just say it." Shang Wan lowered his head and continued to sharpen his axe.
Shitou pursed his lips, rubbed his fingers back and forth for a long time, and said to Qi Qi Ai Ai: "Young Madam, it was my fault in the past. Don't worry about me if you have a lot."
He took out fourteen copper coins from his arms, "I carried rice for a day at the rice store, and the shopkeeper paid me fifteen cents. I was too hungry and had no strength, so I spent one cent to buy steamed buns to eat, and the rest The money is all here.”
"You keep it, I will go to the rice store tomorrow to move rice. I will not let you, Miss, and Xiaohuan go hungry while I'm here."
Shitou handed the copper plate forward.
Shang Wan didn't answer and looked up at him, "Can you ask me for anything?"
"Yes." Shitou coughed twice uncomfortably, "Young madam, you are a very capable person. For the sake of past friendship, you can think of a way to save the young master. I will listen to you in the future. Please let me To the east I will never go to the west.”
Shang Wan raised his eyebrows, "What if I ask you to kill people and set fire to them?"
"Murder and arson?" Shitou was so shocked that his voice rose to a higher pitch.
Darling, the young lady is really cruel. Who do you want him to kill and burn?
Could it be that he was the despicable and shameless villain who wrote acid poems to the young lady and encouraged her to have an affair?
Thinking of his young master who was still suffering in prison, Shi Shi gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and said, "As long as I can save the young master, even if it means murder and arson, I...I will do it!"
Oh, quite loyal.
Shang Wan reached out to take the copper plate and handed him the half-sharpened axe, "Keep grinding."
"Young Madam, are you agreeing?" Shitou held the ax stupidly.
Shang Wan did not comment, picked up Yuanyuan and entered the kitchen.
Shitou wanted to pursue him and ask, but thinking of Shang Wan's order, he hesitated for a moment, then he suppressed himself and sat down by the whetstone, grinding his axe.
Shang Wan saw it through the window and felt a little satisfied.
Sure enough, he was obedient.
Dinner was served, including steamed fish, chicken stuffed with green onions, braised hare meat, stir-fried cabbage, egg drop soup, and fragrant rice. It was a very rich meal.
The aroma wafted into his nose, and Shi Shi's empty stomach suddenly rumbled.
Apart from breakfast, he had only eaten one steamed bun today, and he was already so hungry that his chest pressed against his back.
He couldn't help but swallow and looked up at Xiaohuan, "Where did these things come from?"
"The young lady went to catch them in the mountains." Xiaohuan had already been surprised for a long time, and his tone was very calm.
Shitou suddenly felt pain in his face.
He worked hard to carry rice for a day, but it was not worth the young lady's trip to the mountains.
Xiaohuan prepared chicken and egg drop porridge for Yuanyuan alone.
Use a kitchen knife to chop the chicken into minced meat, cook it until it is soft and the egg flakes are tender. When you put it in the pot, add a little salt, top it with some freshly boiled chicken fat, and sprinkle with some finely chopped green onion. The color and fragrance are all there.
But little kid Yuanyuan was particularly uncooperative today. The spoon was brought to her mouth, and she closed her mouth tightly but would not open it. Xiaohuan coaxed softly, Yuanyuan turned away her little head, looked at Shang Wan eagerly with her big black eyes, and two words popped out of her mouth, "Mother, rice."
Obviously he wanted Shang Wan to feed her.
"I'll do it." Shang Wan was happy to pamper her cub. She took the small porcelain bowl from Xiao Huan's hand, scooped up half a spoonful of porridge and sent it over. Yuanyuan immediately smiled and rolled her eyes, opened her mouth and ate obediently.
"Smells good!" Another word popped out of her mouth, and she clapped her chubby little hands happily.
Xiaohuan looked at her in surprise and couldn't help being happy.
When she was in the Lu family, the young lady could only call her father and mother, but she couldn't say anything else no matter how much she was taught. Even the young master couldn't do anything to the young lady. She had only been away from the Lu family for a long time, and the young lady could actually speak several more words. She learned so quickly.
If Shang Wan knew what Xiaohuan was thinking, he would definitely be speechless.
In the apocalypse, one-year-old babies can already talk and run, unlike Yuanyuan, who is still learning to walk and stumbles when talking.
She was actually quite worried about Yuanyuan's IQ, so she secretly fed her two drops of spiritual spring water today, hoping to make up for it the day after tomorrow.
If there was really no change at all, Shang Wan would suspect that the spiritual spring water had expired.
While Xiaohuan went to the kitchen to fill the soup, Shang Wan told Shitou about Chen San and the others who came in to bully Xiaohuan. Shitou was so angry that he clenched his fists and wanted to settle the score with the three of them.
Shang Wan stopped him, "I've beaten those who deserved to be beaten. If you go and hit people now, it will only ruin my business. I'm telling you so that you won't be impulsive and don't listen to other people's mouths in the future." Mentioned in front of Xiaohuan.”
"I know." Shitou responded angrily, secretly annoyed that he was too careless and should not have left two women and a child at home when he had just arrived and didn't know anything.
That is to say, the young lady was very skilled and came back in time. Otherwise, if Chen San succeeded, Xiaohuan would be ruined for the rest of his life. Even if he beat those three scumbags to death, he wouldn't be able to make up for it.
Shang Wan looked at his head that was about to sink into his job, and thought that what happened this time could be a lesson. They should all think more carefully in the future.
She knocked on the table and waited for Shitou to look up at her before saying: "Don't go to the city tomorrow. Just walk around the village, get to know the people in the village, and get to know the situation in the village. For example, whose family has a good relationship with whom? It doesn’t matter who the family is, as long as it’s related to the village, especially the Lin family, write down everything.”
"Okay." Shitou nodded in agreement.
Shang Wan continued: "By the way, is there anyone in the village who knows how to repair houses? Our house leaks both air and rain, so we need to repair it as soon as possible."
Shitou also wanted to repair the house, but, "Young madam, we have no money."
It's easy to find someone to repair a house, but whether it's materials or labor, it costs money. Their current net worth totals fourteen copper coins. Where can they get the money to repair their house?
Shang Wan: "It's just money, I'll have it tomorrow."
Shitou seemed to understand something. He looked around cautiously, moved his head closer, and lowered his voice and asked: "Who are you planning to rob? There is an ax in the cellar. I will grind it together later. I will go with you tomorrow."
Shang Wan's eyes twitched, "Young man is very enlightened."
Just when Shitou was about to say something modest, Shang Wan slapped him on the head. The pain made him hold his head and gasp, and he stared at the person opposite him with aggrievedness and confusion.
Why hit him?
Shang Wan rolled his eyes at him and said, "Be alert at night and check the door. I'll go out."
"You go out and do..." Under Shang Wan's gaze, Shitou silently swallowed the second half of his sentence. Isn't it okay for him not to ask?
At night, the breathing of the people around me becomes evener, and the little meat dumplings in my arms also fall asleep with their mouths smashed.
Shang Wan waited for a while before carefully lifting up the quilt, putting on his coat, tucking the quilts in for the two people on the kang, and walked out the door quietly.
The cyan figure disappeared into the misty night in a flash.
(End of chapter)