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The girl in the water blue skirt took small steps, the skirt swept the dust all over the floor, and the small bamboo basket on her waist gave out the crisp buzzing of wine cups colliding with her movements.

"Don't be disgusted," the girl who had just stopped Zhang Qinglan in front of the Yinshuang Tower turned her head and smiled shyly at the young man: "This is the yard that the proprietress gave me a few days ago, and I haven't had time to clean it up yet."

After the words fell, the girl stood still in front of the door, took out a small copper key from between the cloth covering of the narrow sleeve of her right hand, untied the heavy chain on the wooden door, and led the young man behind her into the door.

It is said to be a "yard", but it is actually just a woodshed next to the Yinshuang Building that has been idle for many years. Bi Jing herself couldn't help coughing.

The shabby living quarters made the girl feel a little embarrassed. While patting the sawdust that fell from her sleeves, she secretly blushed while peeking at the expression of the young man beside her.

Coincidentally, the first time the two met was at the big banquet in the Yinshuang Building a few days ago.

The building was so lively that day, the aroma of all kinds of drinks and food permeated the building, coupled with the noisy and mixed voices, very few guests couldn't help but get drunk.

The reason why Yinshuang House is famous and prosperous in Ye City is not only due to the proprietress' skill in brewing wine, but also the skin//meat business that is done secretly.

Although there are some girls in the building who only sell wine and not their bodies, if they encounter difficult customers, they will inevitably be stained and taken advantage of. This happened to Bi Jing who was leaving with a bamboo basket.

A fat merchant with big ears was holding a long-necked jug made of white jade and glass, and he was standing upright at the gravel intersection leading to the back garden. The flesh on his face was red and white from the smell of alcohol. He was already drunk to the point of unconsciousness.

Suddenly meeting a young lady who is green and juicy, a wealthy businessman who would double his image when looking at everyone, smelled of alcohol, became lustful, grabbed Bi Jing's slender wrist and wanted to drag her into the room.

The two entangled for a long time in front of the laurel tree in front of the garden. The crazy and ugly appearance of the rich businessman scared Bi Jing into tears, and she could only cry upside down that she was not a bartender.

Just when the gangster was about to succeed, Zhang Qinglan rushed down the stairs with a muddy wine jar in her arms, and bumped into two entangled people.

Being stared at by the tearful girl with mournful eyes as if asking for help, Zhang Qinglan stopped abruptly, neither advancing nor retreating for a while.

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In the end, Zhang Qinglan still played some tricks and stunned the guest who was acting out of his drunkenness.

Bi Jing looked at the rich businessman lying on the yellow mud like a puddle of mud. He had just gone through such a terrifying struggle. His thoughts were mixed for a while, and he just gave a few fruits to the young man who saw the injustice on the road. He and Jiuzhan turned around and ran away, forgetting to even say thank you.

Thinking of all that happened that day, not to mention reuniting in Yinshuang Building today, Bi Jing rubbed the copper spoon in her palm, feeling quite emotional.

Just now when she heard that Zhang Qinglan had nowhere to go, she boldly took him back to the woodshed in the backyard temporarily.

The two exchanged names on the way, and Bi Jing knew that Zhang Qinglan was working in Ao's house, and she couldn't help showing admiration and yearning in her eyes.

The two walked into the dilapidated and old courtyard one after the other. There were a lot of sundries piled up in a haphazard manner in the courtyard, and there was a thick old locust tree whose branches and leaves rustled in the night wind.

"Last time... thank you very much." The girl blushed, grabbed the hem of the clothes with her fingers, rubbed them nervously and expectantly, and asked in a stuttering voice, "Is the crabapple fruit still delicious?"

Zhang Qinglan's expression moved slightly when he heard the words, and the appearance of the man's big bony hands stained with crabapple pulp and sticky juice flashed before his eyes.

But without being distracted for too long, the young man withdrew his thoughts, opened his mouth, and said calmly, "It's delicious."

"That's good." Hearing what he said, Bi Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The girl has a generous and cheerful personality, and there are two dimples on her cheeks when she smiles: "It was when the branch shop opened, and while the proprietress was in a good mood, she ordered the steward to give it to everyone in the building, saying it was a newcomer. The raw material can be used to make wine and eaten raw, it is crisp and sweet, it is the best thing."

"Yeah." Zhang Qinglan's expression remained unchanged, and he wandered around the yard casually without saying much.

Bi Jing put the wooden basket on the half stone table in the yard, drew well water from the ancient well, poured a bowl, and handed it to Zhang Qinglan, pointing to the chunky stone pier beside the table, saying hello Said: "Brother, sit down."

Zhang Qinglan took the bowl and walked slowly towards the stone bench.

Just when Zhang Qinglan and Bi Jing were about to sit down on the stools, the wooden door of the only thatched hut at the corner of the courtyard wall was opened from the inside, and there was a long "ga--".

I saw a little boy with a thick head and a thick head, about eleven or twelve years old, pulling the door latch, rubbing his eyes, and shouting at Bi Jing: "Sister."

When Bi Jing heard the sound of opening the door, she stood up abruptly, walked happily towards the thatched cottage, took the little boy's hand, brought him to Zhang Qinglan, and said, "This is my younger brother. Bi Xin."

Immediately afterwards, he patted the child on the back and said softly, "Call someone."

At this time, the night was getting darker, and there was no glow, only a solitary moon was left, hanging silently in the ink-like sky.Red lanterns were hung on the eaves of Yinshuang Building early on, and the mixed voices of people came leisurely to the backyard. Even the voices seemed to be covered with a layer of tulle, so indistinct that it was hard to hear clearly.

For a while, the firewood room was set off to be extraordinarily quiet.

Zhang Qinglan straightened her back and was thin. She stood opposite the siblings with a cold expression, her eyes darkened.

Bi Jing pursed her lips, looked down at the child nervously and rubbed her eyes, and just wanted to urge her younger brother to move faster, but only heard the younger brother's frightened voice in the courtyard: "Sister!"

"He's the mute in the academy!"

When Bi Jing heard this, she paused for a pat on the back of the younger brother's head, and her expression suddenly became rather awkward: "..."

The corners of Zhang Qinglan's mouth curled up a little, and she glanced lazily at the little baby, took a sip of the sweet and sweet well water, lowered her head, and stared at the little baby.

Bi Xin hid behind the tree, poking his head and looking at the young man who was sitting in the middle of his yard. Just now, the sisters in the two buildings hurriedly called away their elder sisters, as if there was something urgent.

Knowing that it is not easy for elder sister to take care of her when she grows up, Bi Xin volunteered to replace her older sister to greet dumb... Qinglan brother.

In the end, there was no better way, so Bi Jing could only grab the bamboo basket in a hurry under the urging of the little sister, and went out to the Yinshuang Building.Before leaving, he apologized to the young man on behalf of his younger brother, and asked someone to look at Bi Xin with the cheek.

"Listen to my brother, don't be mischievous, sister will be back soon, be good." After a few words to Bi Xin, Bi Jing turned her head three times and hurried towards the Yinshuang Tower.

Thinking of my elder sister's worried look before she left, Bi Xin shrugged behind the tree trunk... I couldn't help but look towards the center of the yard again, and quietly looked at the young man who was sitting on the stone bench ——He had seen this person before, in the Tingzhu Academy where he went to study during the day.

Bi Xin is young, but he knows a lot.

He knew that his family was poor, and he and his elder sister had no parents since they were young. If it weren't for the "Tingzhu Academy" built by the kind-hearted Master Ao more than ten years ago, based on the conditions of their siblings, he would be ten million. There is no possibility of Shunem.

There are quite a few poor children like him in the academy, and most of them understand that they can study because of Master Ao's kindness, so everyone is grateful and thinks of Master Ao's kindness.

The master doesn't come very often, and he can meet them once in the academy every month or so. Occasionally, he will check their homework and give them candied haws.Whether it is the master's maid or the housekeeper, they are all very kind to them...

Only this dumb!With puffy cheeks, Bi Xin stared at the profile of the man in the courtyard, thinking angrily.

Only this person, every time the master comes to the academy, he follows behind, but he is not as gentle and warm as those little servants.He never paid any attention to them, and would occasionally snatch Er Huzi's malt candy to eat.

The little mute doesn't speak all day long, his face is expressionless, sometimes his body is dirty and messy, his hair is very long, and his movements are slow... In short, he is an adult who doesn't like children.

Everyone disliked him and called him "dumb" behind his back, and sometimes in front of him.

So is Bi Xin.

While secretly observing, Bi Xin took out a small crabapple fruit from his side pocket—it was given to him by his sister, and he could only eat one a day. It was very sweet and crisp, and he always took it as a snack , Saving up until evening to be willing to eat.

Looking at the red crabapple fruit in his hand, the boy showed a small satisfied smile on his face, raised his sleeves, and carefully wiped away the dust that did not exist on the surface.

At this moment, a sound like thunder on the ground rang out from the top of the child's head.

Zhang Qinglan was half leaning on the tree trunk, staring down at the crabapple fruit in Bi Xin's hand, with a flat, hoarse voice, and said leisurely, "Give it to me."

Bi Xin was taken aback, as if struck by lightning, he froze in place, the first reaction in his mind was that the young man was really not dumb.

It's just that the child reacted quickly, and instantly grasped the palm-sized fruit tightly, turned his hands away, pursed his lips, and said bravely, "No!"

It was interesting, Zhang Qinglan raised her eyebrows thoughtfully.There was a smirk on the corner of his mouth, and he snapped his fingers—the broom placed in the corner of the courtyard moved immediately, and wobbled towards Bi Xin. come over.

The child had never seen such a scene before, his eyes widened in horror, and he was so frightened that he forgot to run away.

At noon, for fun, Bi Xin drew crooked features on the big broom with the brush and ink he used to practice calligraphy on.It looks interesting in the blue sky and daylight, but now that night is falling, and with those weird twists and turns, there is nothing left but scary.

"Wow!" With a loud cry, Bi Xin was so frightened that he ran away.

Soon, Zhang Qinglan caught the crabapple fruit that fell out of the child's pocket, and snapped her fingers again. The broom that looked like a ghost stopped and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Bi Xin, who came back to his senses, was wronged and cried, screaming, chasing Zhang Qinglan all over the yard, shouting "revenge".

This time Zhang Qinglan lost her calmness in front of the girl, her eyebrows drooped, but the corner of her mouth curled into a smile.While teasing the children to jump up and down all over the yard, he calmly threw a few inconspicuous cinnabar charms to the four corners of the yard.

Although he is half-handed in magic spells, his physical strength is unknown how many times that of this brat, and Bi Xin's physical strength was exhausted very quickly, and then a kite turned around and ran up the locust tree in the courtyard, leaning against the thick branches of the locust tree Do it, and play with the fruit in your hand one after another.

The half-grown boy leaned on the tree trunk, panting and jumping under the tree.It's just that he just raised his head, but he fell straight on the pile of straw beside him - Zhang Qinglan, a celestial master with half a bucket of water, put a talisman on him, and fell asleep instantly.

The courtyard finally returned to silence.

Zhang Qinglan was half-sitting on the tree trunk, her movements were quite lazy, she raised half of her eyelids, and looked up and down at the round and bright red crabapple fruit in her palm.

After staring at it for a while, he raised his eyebrows and swallowed the whole red fruit in two or three bites.

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