On the second floor of the Linlang Workshop, a small Xuan window with a green veil hung half-open. Jiang Chan held a pot of budding gardenia and placed it under the window.
To her left and right were the most expensive rooms within the Linlang Workshop. When she raised her head, she saw that on the corridor of the third floor, the Golden Lin'er was walking around.
Golden Lin'er was an extremely intelligent child who had just turned one year old. The smarter one was Golden Lin'er's mother, Jin Xiaolou, who had so many strange ideas in her head, trying to come up with something new.
For example, this walking car was something that Jiang Chan had never heard of or seen before.
Jiang Chan bit her lower lip and retracted her gaze. Both Si Rui and Xi Yu were holding hands as they walked up the stairs.
Seeing Jiang Chan rushing over, Xi Yu said in a soft voice with furrowed brows, "This morning, Boss Jin went to Tidal Pair once again. He waited for a good while before coming out, and when he came out, he was still holding a lunchbox!"
Si Rui followed: "I see that she is closer to Yue Yang, if their relationship is getting deeper, and if they were to choose a number one or something, I'm afraid that she would push Yue Yang up."
Jiang Chan lowered her gaze, and when she raised her head again, her eyes were filled with tears, as she sobbed softly, "This person has the ability, is able to cook delicious food, how can I win against her …"
"Don't talk like that!" Si Rui was a little angry, "Even if we can't win, we still have to win."
"You're right." Xi Yu followed along, "No matter what, you have to give it a try, otherwise, if you allow that dead fish face tide to become number one, your future days will be even worse than Yu Su's!"
When she thought of the days when Yu Su was there, when they had suffered bitterly until their faces turned dark, Si Rui took a deep breath, "We must think of a way to get the Boss Jin's attention."
Jiang Chan teared up and slowly opened her mouth: "Boss Jin is a smart person, whoever wants to enter her eyes, must have some outstanding points, like wet clothes, and have the ability to make a move. Perhaps, by helping her, I think that the Boss Jin would know how to repay this kindness. If we were able to do something that she would be grateful for, she would definitely not mistreat us in the future. "
After saying that, Jiang Chan looked up towards the third floor.
Si Rui was frowning, thinking that what Jiang Chan said was true, but Jin Xiaolou was the shopkeeper, and they were just girls from a shop, what could they do to make the shopkeeper feel grateful?
Si Rui's eyes were originally looking at Jiang Chan, but when she saw him looking upwards, she unconsciously followed his gaze and just happened to see Jin Xiaolou's son, Jin Lin'er, standing at the corridor. Her small arms and legs clumsily mimicking walking, making her unable to look away.
"Got it!" Si Rui suddenly said, "Golden Lin'er, Golden Lin'er is our chance!"
"What do you mean?" Xi Yu was a little confused.
"Think about it, the Boss Jin alone brought a child. This child must be her precious baby, if her precious child met with danger and was saved by us, do you think she would be grateful to us?" Si Rui laughed.
"But …" But that Golden Lin'er is being watched over by Lv Yun all day, how could he have met with danger? " Xi Yu was even more confused, "Even if he's in danger, we might not necessarily be by his side. Si Rui, your idea is out of the question! "
"You're so stupid!" Si Rui shook her head, "Then wouldn't we be able to create the danger?"
"No way, no way …" Jiang Chan quickly waved her hands, "The Golden Lin'er is so young, how can I let him get hurt a little? I'm not dressed in wet clothes like Yu Su, I can ignore everything for my own benefits, I can't do this kind of thing!"
Si Rui let out a long sigh: "You're just too kind, you're bound to suffer a loss. Don't worry, since we are the ones who created this danger, then we will definitely be able to keep the Golden Lin'er safe and sound! It's good that you only frightened the Boss Jin. When the time comes, you can save the child. "
"He has given the Boss Jin a favor, and he has not hurt the child!" Xi Yu praised, "Sister Si Rui, you are so awesome! It's both beautiful! "
In the room on the third floor, Jin Xiaolou rested both hands on the table, supporting her face with her hands as she looked out the window at the river.
She was a little nervous in her heart. She didn't know if it was appropriate to tell Miss Ji about the boy asking to meet someone of nobility. In the end, not only did she harm Miss Ji, she also hurt the boy.
However, Ji Lingyun did not care about the restrictions of etiquette, she only wanted to do what she wanted to do, and appeared so out of place in this world, so much so that Jin Xiaolou unknowingly wanted to help her.
Ji Lingyun just wanted to find a man to marry out of Ji Mansion, not being restricted by her parents, and live a carefree life;
"It's a good match." Although Jin Xiaolou said that, she was still worried. She still planned to go to Tzu Yang Temple the other day to take a look at the situation.
On that day, before Jin Xiaolou even got up, she smelt the unique scent of burning wormwood.
There was a clump of fresh wormwood and calamus hanging by the door.
Xia Gu was dancing all the way here while carrying the burning grass, her mouth muttering to herself, "Eliminate the evil, and bless the girls in the Linlang Workshop to not get sick if they don't get sick."
After knowing that Jin Xiaolou was going to the Tzu Yin Temple, she immediately came over, and said that she would at least go and burn an incense for Guan Yin Bodhisattva.
He even reminded Jin Xiaolou to ask for some cinders to come back. He also added some cinders to the cinders to bathe Lin'er in at night.
This way, Lin'er wouldn't have sores all year round.
Jin Xiaolou did not believe that at all, it was just that to Xia Gu, it was a tradition. Since it did not matter what she did, she agreed to follow Xia Gu's heart.
It was the first time that Jin Xiaolou had returned from the exceptionally bustling Grace Temple today, and she was stunned by the grand scene before him.
One by one, the pilgrims entered the pond. There were still people lighting lotus flower lanterns. The lanterns floated on the surface of the water, hoping for the best from the bottom of everyone's heart.
There was a small stream flowing past the pool. Not far from the stream was the water bridge.
Jin Xiaolou looked at the guests gathered around him and decided to take a look under the bridge before going to burn incense.
He had only taken a few steps when he saw a man standing by a stream under the bridge, looking left and right.
The man's shoes were dirty from the wet soil along the stream.
Jin Xiaolou could not remember whether that person was the High Scholar from that day, but from the looks of it, he was. After all, no one would stand by the stream and play.
Jin Xiaolou wanted to test the character of the High Scholar, but pretended as if nothing had happened as she walked across the bridge. With a raise of her hand, she caught sight of a bunch of golden cicadas falling down, right onto the shore of the river.
Before he had even taken two steps, the voice of a man rang out behind him. "Miss, you've dropped something!"
Jin Xiaolou turned her head, seeing that the man had already picked up Zhu Chai, and anxiously chased after him from the stream. The basic virtue of picking up gold in the first stage is, well, not bad.
He then smiled and said to the man, "Zhu Chai is my only valuable item and I want to exchange it for money to save my life. Thank you, young master!"
"This!" The man also became anxious, "Miss, have you met with trouble?"
Jin Xiaolou shook her head, she was unwilling to say more, and changed the topic: "Is Young Noble here to burn incense?"
The man scratched his head in embarrassment. "No, no. I … I'm waiting for someone."
"Waiting for someone?" Jin Xiaolou secretly praised him, and he was not someone who would casually lie, "Young master, who are you waiting for?"
"To tell you the truth, young lady, my family has met with troubles. Ever since I had my fall, my mother's health has been getting worse and worse." The man sighed and slowly said, "I was originally from a poor family. My father passed away early on, and only my widowed mother worked hard to raise me. I don't know anything else, I've lived my daily life of painting and selling money, and ever since my mother became sick, I couldn't make ends meet."
The man had been worried for a long time, so when he was asked about it, he couldn't help but want to pour out the pain in his heart.
"I had hoped that after the spring, I would be able to pass the Hall's examination and get a position and salary so that I could treat Mother's illness. But a few months ago, when I went to tell my fortune, the fortune-teller said that I had found a patron. " "I was afraid that my mother wouldn't be able to wait until the middle of the month, so I wanted to meet the patron, and maybe I could save my mother's life."
Jin Xiaolou was a little emotional. She thought that this man was someone who sought wealth and riches, but she never thought that she would actually be sincere and filial to save her mother.
And seeing that he needed money so badly, and was even able to collect it, he was a true gentleman.
If that Miss Ji was really related to this person, Jin Xiaolou would be at ease. It would not be considered as cheating on her for no reason.
The man saw that Jin Xiaolou lowered his eyes and did not say a word, but in her heart, he thought, wasn't Jin Xiaolou in front of him like this?
Later on, after thinking about it, he realized that the Grandmaster had said that the noble person was beneath the bridge, and that the girl was on the bridge, so it didn't seem like …
Jin Xiaolou exchanged a few more words with him before leaving. Leaning behind a big tree, she looked at the Water Transformation Bridge.
The man returned to the bottom of the bridge, and after a while, Ji Clan's young miss, Ji Lingyun, walked over.
However, Miss Ji was wearing men's clothing, and her hair was tied up to look a bit more delicate. With a little more valiance, she jumped under the bridge and splashed the chilly stream on the man's body.