New widow

Aunt Wu took the order and left. When she was about to get in the car, Xia Yun suddenly walked out: "I will follow you into the city too."

"Sister!" Song Zhen shouted in surprise. Since Zhou Le came, Xia Yun often followed Zhou Le and rarely appeared outside. Why did she have to follow them today.

"Why, you are allowed to go to the city for a walk, but I am not allowed to follow you?" Xia Yun said with a smile, but Song Zhen felt a chill coming over her. After a while, Song Zhen said: "Of course not, sister wants to follow us. Go, we are still eager to do so. Wan'er, do you think so?"

"Yes, Sister Xia Yun, we haven't talked together for a long time." Wan'er also woke up from the shock and said with a smile. Xia Yun hummed: "Then I'll go in with you."

Aunt Wu didn't think it was a big deal if Xia Yun wanted to follow her. They got into the car, Wan Dequan drove away, and Suqiao stood there with a frown on her face.

"Why do I always feel that something will happen if they go into the city?" Sister Song stood nearby. When she heard Su Qiao's words, she smiled: "Xia Yun is right, she followed her in, even if she wanted to cause trouble, It’s also difficult.”

"It's because Xia Yun was so polite and she insisted on following me that I felt that something would happen." Su Qiao's eyebrows frowned even more tightly. Zhou Le also heard it and said from the main room: "It'll be okay." , if something really happens, Xia Yun will tell me."

"You two are getting along very well." Suqiao walked into the main room, Zhou Le stopped writing and said with a smile: "We are of the same age, and we grew up in a deep house. Naturally, we There are a lot of things to say." After saying this, Zhou Le shook his head: "I didn't expect that the person I could talk to the most would be such a person."

Zhou Le would not be able to see maids like Xia Yun in the Zhou Mansion. After all, the maids are all the same, they all love to laugh the same, and they all behave in the same manner. The maid who followed Zhou Le came and went, but Zhou Le didn't remember much.

But after meeting and talking to Xia Yun, Zhou Le realized that some of his original ideas were wrong.

"No, no, I didn't say that Xia Yun has a bad background, so he can't associate with me." Zhou Le looked up and saw Su Qiao's scrutinizing eyes and hurriedly explained.

"I just feel sorry for the fate of this servant." Suqiao patted Zhou Le's hand, and Zhou Le also smiled. The fate of people, the fate of people is really unexpected, such as the original self, such as being here now of myself. I don’t know what my fate will be like in a few years.

Zhou Le didn't want to think about such distant things, so he just picked up the pen and continued writing. Those children, after a period of study, had begun to learn to write, and some of them could even figure out the rhymes. This is really Zhou Le Unexpectedly, it turns out that there are so many outstanding people in the countryside, but they are just buried.

Wan Dequan drove the car into the city and parked the car at the door of the shop. Song Zhen lifted the curtain, and Nanny Wu pulled it down: "Girl, this is on the street."

Song Zhen couldn't help but fell on the chair in frustration, and Wan'er chuckled: "Rules."

Xia Yun didn't smile. Rules were everywhere. Even after leaving the deep compound, he didn't forget any of those rules.

"Come on down." Wan Dequan went to open the shop with the waiter, and then said to the car.

Only then did Nanny Wu lift the car curtain and help Song Zhen get out of the car. Wan'er originally wanted to jump off, but she still stretched out her hand to Xia Yun in a polite manner: "Sister Xia Yun."

"You!" Xia Yun smiled and helped Wan'er down, and then Wan'er and Song Zhen walked into the shop respectively.

"Why do I feel that this shop is bigger than when we came here?" Wan'er and Song Zhen were naturally not in the shop, but were taken to the back to drink tea.

"I heard from my uncle that he demolished some places to make the shop bigger." Aunt Wu said with a smile, and Wan'er blinked: "I don't know why."

"Uncle occasionally talks about these things in the shop." Aunt Wu quickly made amends. Song Zhen was holding the tea cup and seemed to be drinking tea in a formal manner, but her eyes were looking around.

"Let's go out for a walk later and buy some things." Wan'er saw Song Zhen drinking tea politely, but her eyes were not honest, so Wan'er said to Grandma Wu.

"Well, when buying things, you can have people bring them to the shop to pick them out." Naturally, Mother Wu didn't want them to go out, but Song Zhen had already said to Mother Wu: "That would be boring. Besides, I think Pick out some things for Aunt Kuang, I don’t know if there are any good things among those I brought.”

When it came to choosing something for Su Qiao, Grandma Wu fell silent. Xia Yun put the teacup in Grandma Wu's hand: "You drink tea first, I think this is okay."

"That's right, the two of us, looking at the two of them, nothing will happen." Mother Wu muttered this, and Wan'er couldn't help laughing, but Wan'er quickly stopped laughing and communicated with Song Zhen with her eyes. , thinking about how to get rid of Nanny Wu and Xia Yun, and then went to the post house to see why the magistrate of Chu County wanted to frame Su Qiao.

There is not much to do in the streets of this city. Grandma Wu had been to various shops, large and small, many times, but Song Zhen and Wan'er rarely had the chance to go into the city. Even though they had something on their mind, their eyes were still shining when they saw the things in the shop.

Seeing Song Zhen and Wan'er chattering and pointing at those things, joy flashed in Xia Yun's eyes. Aunt Wu also whispered to Xia Yun: "Why don't you go and have a look too, I'm here to serve you." .”

"No need." Xia Yun put away the smile on his face and said to Aunt Wu: "This city is not as good as our Zhuangzi, so we should just watch them."

"Sister!" When Song Zhen heard what Xia Yun said, she turned around and took her hand and said coquettishly: "I'm not a child anymore, why do you still treat me like a child?"

"Of course you are a child, that's why you think about it." Xia Yun's words made Song Zhen blink. Could it be that Xia Yun knew something?

"Come and take a look at this, it's actually a small glass mirror." Wan'er greeted Song Zhen there. Song Zhen couldn't help but look over when she heard the word glass. In the British government palace, glass mirrors are not a rare item. There is a large glass mirror in Song An's study and bedroom, which can be clearly seen.

But in these places, bronze mirrors are still used, and you often hear people shouting outside to sharpen scissors, kitchen knives, mirrors, and hoes. A whetstone is used to sharpen scissors, chop up kitchen knives, sharpen a hoe, and finally sharpen a mirror. It can be used clearly for everything from dressing to eating.

"How can such a thing be considered a rare item in the capital city?" Aunt Wu couldn't help but sigh.