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As Xiaowan ate her buns, she inadvertently saw Ling Chaofeng. Seeming a little guilty, she pretended not to see it and deliberately carried him on her back.

Aunt Zhang walked out and said, "Shopkeeper, after breakfast, we will be going to town."

Ling Chaofeng nodded, "Go early and come back early."

Xiaowan finished the steamed bun in her hand slowly, then turned around. The person had already left.

Not long after, Ershan got a carriage and they put a tray of buns on the carriage. The Aunt Zhang and the Xiaowan sat inside the carriage and watched as the carriage was opened.

The carriage leisurely drove towards Baisha Town. Aunt Zhang even grabbed two oranges when she left the house and leisurely skinned them to give to Xiaowan. Xiaowan was stunned for a moment and did not dare to pick them up.

Her aunt asked her, "Won't you eat the white tendons? If you eat the fire."

Xiaowan took the tangerine and held it in her hands as she continued to peel it. Suddenly, she heard young lady say: "These few days, I have been eating a lot of good things every day. If I can't eat them in the future, I will be very sad."

"How can it not be eaten? As long as you like it, you can eat it every day." The Aunt Zhang laughed, "This is also not a good thing, it's just a common food."

Xiaowan laughed as she tore an orange and placed it in her mouth. She had sour, sweet and juicy taste, completely removing all the fat from the meat buns that she had eaten. She had eaten orange before when she was young and had almost forgotten the taste of oranges.

Aunt Zhang was eating an orange. Seeing that the young lady was deep in thought, she thought about what she had said just now and asked: "Evening, do you still want to run? When we get to town, will you run? "

Xiaowan quickly waved her hands, "Aunt, I won't run. I … I promise Manager Ling to wait for my father to come pick me up."

Aunt Zhang thought for a moment, then asked: "So you still have to leave. Evening, are you that unwilling to marry into our shopkeeper?"

Xiaowan lowered her head, holding onto the orange, unwilling to eat it.

"Do you believe my aunt?"

"Yes." The Xiaowan nodded.

"Didn't I tell you? We don't sell meat buns, we don't kill people, and we don't rob people. We do business properly, not undercover shops." The Aunt Zhang patiently and gently said, "The shopkeeper is a good person, and a good man. "And you being so beautiful and obedient, it's his fortune to marry you. What a good couple, why don't you want to marry them?"

"But …" The Xiaowan was speechless, that's right, if it wasn't a black shop, if Ling Chaofeng didn't kill people to steal their goods, why wouldn't she marry him?

"With regards to the Mrs. Sun, you'll understand in a few days." Aunt Zhang rubbed her head, "I've seen it a lot in the shop, so you won't be surprised. If you trust me, look carefully at our shopkeeper, and see if he is someone worthy for me to entrust. "Moreover, you two have already gotten married. If he were to divorce you, how will you marry in the future? If you don't marry and stay at home, your …"

When Xiaowan saw that Aunt Zhang had suddenly stopped, she reached out and gently lifted her sleeves, and said with a pained heart: "I know that you were tied up on the day of your marriage with a wound on your wrist, but I didn't know that you still have a wound on your arm. Mrs. Sun asked me why, but how could I answer that? Poor child, if you go home, won't you be abused by her again? "

Xiaowan's eyes were hazy with tears and she said grievingly: "Aunt, even if my father comes, he must be trying to persuade me to be more obedient. He won't take me away after following Manager Ling for a long time."

She knew better than anyone that her own father did not care about her. If he only cared about her, how could he let her be mistreated at home for more than ten years? In the past, even if she purposely showed him her scars, he would pretend not to see them.

Aunt Zhang took a handkerchief and wiped her tears, saying, "Since you know about it, what else do I need?"

Xiaowan was stunned. Yes, what did she expect?

The Aunt Zhang smiled and said: "Look, you've run past and cried too. I saw a bite mark on the shopkeeper's wrist, did you bite it?"

Xiaowan's face flushed red. She laughed and said, "If the shopkeeper was a bad person, could he possibly allow you to go through so much trouble? Broke your legs. "

That's right, Ling Chaofeng was very fierce, but he had never even touched his.

Very quickly, they reached the Baisha Town. Xiaowan was no longer crying, instead she leaned on the window and looked outside. She noticed that when the passersby saw the carriage containing the Ling Xiao Inn, they all stopped to look, or to point in groups of three or five, and everyone's eyes flashed with a sense of curiosity.

The horse carriage stopped at the end of the bridge. Ershan and Uncle Biao jumped off the carriage and neatly and familiarly set up a stall.

In the blink of an eye, the steamed buns had been steamed and the hot fragrance of the steamed buns was drifting in the wind. Uncle Biao stood at the top of the bridge with his hands on his hips and shouted to the passersby, "Sell the steamed buns!"

Xiaowan stood at the side, looking at the people who were passing by, many of them seemed to be afraid of Uncle Biao, they would stay far away from the bridge once they got off, and there were even some who did not dare to go onto the bridge, muttering in their hearts, could this steamed bun be sold?

But very quickly, a regular customer came over and bought ten steamed buns in one go. He even exchanged a few words with the Uncle Biao and sized his up with a new gaze.

Xiaowan used to rarely go out, so it was inevitable that she would be shy when she was looked at by so many people.

After this wave, more and more people came to buy buns. Before noon, the five boxes of buns had all been sold out.

The Uncle Biao said, "You guys go back first, I'll go drink some tea and listen to the book twice."

The Aunt Zhang was displeased: "Tea or wine? "If you want me to smell alcohol when you come back, it'll be even better than that!"

Uncle Biao laughed as he sent her wife and Xiaowan to the carriage. He repeatedly reminded Ershan to be careful when driving the carriage before he parted ways with them.

The carriage passed by the street, Aunt Zhang saw someone selling candied fruits, so she made Ershan stop the carriage. She bought a bunch of candied fruits from the window, which Xiaowan happily received and gave to her aunt to eat first.

The horse carriage left. A middle-aged woman wearing a coarse robe walked over and asked the person selling the candied fruits, "Where did this horse carriage come from?"

That person said, "Did you not see the lantern hanging in front of the carriage? Did you hear about the famous Ling Xiao Inn? The lady of Lord Sun who came to the capital died in their shop. "

Xiaowan ate a sweet gourd as she watched Aunt Zhang count the money. She remembered the rumours she heard from the village women while she was being tied up in the woodshed, and asked Aunt Zhang why they ran to the town to sell buns at the tavern.

Aunt Zhang laughed: "Every time you receive an esteemed guest, there will always be a lot of leftover ingredients. We can't finish them all either, so we'll just leave the leftovers here to rot. Your Uncle Biao will chop all these ingredients into filling buns to sell."

That said, Xiaowan felt that it made sense. That day, she saw Uncle Biao carrying half a plate of fat pigs, so she asked: "We all came out, and Uncle Biao is not here, what if there are customers in the shop?"

The Aunt Zhang looked at her and laughed deeply. In fact, the Xiaowan herself knew the answer, there was no business in the inn.

When they returned to the inn, she had been sitting in the shop for most of the day. When the sun set, Uncle Biao wobbled back to the inn, but there wasn't even a shadow of a customer in the shop.

Xiaowan shook her head. This was not something she should worry about. After dinner, she took the initiative to go to the well and wash the dishes. Now, she dared to unceremoniously roll up her sleeves, unwilling to let such good materials soak in the water.

Just as he was fetching a bucket of water, he suddenly saw a woman walking towards him. Borrowing the light from the back door, with a clang sound, the bucket fell and the Xiaowan opened his eyes wide.

Her voice trembled as she asked, "Se-Mrs. Sun?"

The night was dark, Ershan closed the shop door, bolted the door, and checked every inch of the place with a lantern. Lifting his head, he saw a shadow of a bride walking past on the third floor, heading towards the shopkeeper's house.

Xiaowan carried Ling Chaofeng's clothes and washed them neatly. After hesitating for a long time, she still knocked on the door.

"Come in." Ling Chaofeng said from inside the house.

"I'm coming in." When he opened the door, he found that the room was actually the same as their "wedding room". The only difference was that there were no red and happy words written on the bed, and the room was neat and tidy. Ling Chaofeng was currently sitting in front of his desk, looking at her expressionlessly.

"My clothes are all washed. I'll leave them here." Xiaowan put down her clothes. Seeing that Ling Chaofeng was still writing with her head down, she wanted to leave, but after thinking for a moment, he turned back and lowered her head as he softly said, "Manager Ling, I am sorry. I have wronged you."

It turned out that Mrs. Sun did indeed want to poison Second Madam to death. At that time, the souphee cooked did not have any poison, but the soup he cooked had poison on it. When she gave it to Second Madam, she wanted it to kill her, including the red bean soup in the afternoon.

However, when she saw the Second Madam bringing the soup back to her, she felt that this was fate.

Ling Chaofeng had long since sensed the Mrs. Sun's murderous intent. No matter if it was to kill the Second Madam or himself, the poison had been lost, and although the appearance of someone spitting blood and fainting was extremely terrifying, it was not life-threatening. The doctor that was invited, was naturally also Ling Chaofeng's person. The doctor was not going to treat Mrs. Sun, but to ask her, if she wanted to live or die.

The Mrs. Sun said to the Xiaowan: "Grief is greater than death. Evening, I don't want to live with that man anymore. However, the head storekeeper said that it was not worth dying for them. Since I have already died once, I am free now. "

There were some words that the Xiaowan could not understand, but after Ling Chaofeng brought his men over, they took the carriage and brought the Mrs. Sun away.

No matter what, she knew that she had wronged someone.

At this moment, Ling Chaofeng did not make a sound, but continued writing by himself. After he was done, he slowly put the letter away and stuffed it into an envelope before saying, "I will write and send someone to look for your father. If everything goes well, your father will be able to come by around the fifteenth of the eighth month. Of course, if we can't find it, then we have to find something else. "

Xiaowan's heart was inexplicably empty. She looked at Ling Chaofeng with sorrow, her red lips slightly trembling: "My father will not care about me, look for him … … "It's useless. I just have no other choice, that's why I said that."

Ling Chaofeng stood up and walked in front of her: "Then what do you want to do?"

Xiaowan held her hands together, her left hand held onto the Jade Ring on the ring finger of her right hand tightly, her head drooped down until it was almost buried in her clothes, she said: "Manager Ling, can you keep me here, I'll work for the shop, I don't need to take money, I don't need to live in such a good house, don't need to wear such good clothes, as long as there is a place to sleep, I can eat."

Ling Chaofeng lifted her chin, and then raised his other hand, revealing the teeth marks on his wrist: "You even bit me."

Xiaowan muttered, "I'm sorry …"

Ling Chaofeng said: "Then let me bite back."