As soon as he turned around, his face instantly returned to its usual indifference.

Yi Fengsheng was no longer surprised by this, and he jumped off the carriage in a particularly servile manner, letting Xie Jin get on first.

As soon as he entered the carriage, Xie Jin nestled leisurely on the soft cushion beside him.

Yi Fengsheng quickly picked up the teacup and handed it over. "Brother Jin, I was wrong about that. I didn't expect Qian Tong to be so unkind. It was clearly me who cheated, yet he picked on you."

After cheating, he was taken back by his family.

When he found out that Xie Jin was expelled from school, he also went to make a scene, but Qian Tong was like a dead pig, not afraid of the boiling water at all.

If his father hadn't expressly forbade him from causing trouble outside, he would have wanted to put Qian Tong in a sack in the middle of the night.

Xie Jin took the teacup, took a sip, and closed his eyes.

I was so excited last night that I almost didn't close my eyes the whole night.

Now is a good opportunity to catch up on some sleep.

"Brother Jin, Brother Jin? You're... asleep just now?" Yi Fengsheng muttered in a low voice.

But it’s better to sleep, he is really afraid that Xie Jin will beat him.

The feeling of those punches piercing my bones was so intoxicating.

He really doesn't deserve it.

Rumble...

Thunder suddenly sounded.

Qingyin quickly picked up her skirt and ran home.

Today she went to see Mianhong, and saw that she was staying at home and taking care of her pregnancy, so she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But before she could run back home, dark clouds gathered over the city and heavy rain began to pour down.

Qingyin had no choice but to find shelter under a roof.

But the rain was so heavy that some raindrops splashed on my body.

Just when she was wondering whether she should just run home in the rain, a shadow suddenly appeared above her head.

Looking up, I saw an oil-paper umbrella, and the owner of the umbrella was standing aside, with raindrops dripping on him from the eaves.

Qingyin felt that the face looked unfamiliar and stepped back a bit.

Zeng Sui took another step forward and held the umbrella over Qingyin's head. "Don't be afraid, young lady. I work in the governor's office up ahead. My surname is Zeng, and my given name is Sui."

Zeng Sui? Qingyin felt that the name sounded familiar.

I thought of the Governor's Office again.

Could he be the man Wang Po wanted to arrange a marriage for her?

Wang Po did not exaggerate the man's appearance. He was indeed a handsome man. And she didn't know if he worked in the Governor's Office, but he gave people an awe-inspiring look.

Qingyin nodded slightly as a greeting.

To be honest, they are not familiar with each other.

Zeng Sui suddenly thrust the umbrella into Qingyin's hand and said, "Mrs. Qing, the Governor's Office is just ahead. I'll leave the umbrella for you."

After saying that, the man ran into the heavy rain.

Soon he disappeared.

Qingyin held the handle of the umbrella, feeling helpless.

But since everyone had left, she couldn't just throw the umbrella away, so she had to find an opportunity to return it.

It rained for three days before it finally cleared up.

Qingyin guessed that Xie Jin should be able to return home today.

So early in the morning, she went to the market to buy vegetables.

Because Mianhong is pregnant, Hu the butcher no longer sets up his stall. Looking at her excited and cautious look, it is estimated that the stall will not be open for a while.

However, he was not the only one selling meat at the market.

She picked out some pork ribs and some from the vegetable stall nearby.

It rained heavily these past few days, and although the temperature dropped suddenly, her winter melon never ripened before she could buy the old duck to go with it.

broken.

"Mrs. Qing, if you don't mind, you can take this winter melon for a penny."

Qingyin paused and saw that there was almost half of the winter melon on the table, at least six or seven pounds. She hesitated for a moment.

Seeing her hesitation, the man quickly continued: "This winter melon was just cut this morning. If I continue to sell it, I can definitely sell it for three cents. But you can see that this is the only winter melon left for me. If you take it, I can go home earlier." The man laughed heartily at the end.

If it were someone else, she would have sold it for at least two cents.

But Mrs. Qing would always come to her house first when buying vegetables, and she never bargained with her.

She was also happy to sell things to her at a lower price.

She did earn a penny.

but,

In order to buy a winter melon worth one penny, he bought an old duck worth two taels of silver.

She always felt that... this deal was not worth it.

But the man's eyes were too sincere, Qingyin pursed her lips and finally bought the winter melon.

The man was quite nice and sent her right to the door.

"Xiao Qi, give me a duck, an old duck."

Xiao Qi pretended to be dead and didn't hear anything.

"Xiao Qi, if you keep picking on me, I'll go on strike."

"Huh? What's wrong, Yinyin? My signal was bad just now. You mean duck? Yeah, yeah, yeah. The mall just opened a fresh produce section, so it's guaranteed to be fresh and alive."

Qingyin: “…”

Is it possible that being alive is not fresh?

"It's ready. Remember to bring me the duck blood and duck feathers."

A duck feather can be sold for a penny.

Xiao Qi: [……]

No, do you know how many points a duck costs?

You still care about that dime.

Qingyin: Then just give me the silver directly.

Xiao Qi put his hands on his hips and said: Silver can be exchanged, it... humph!

As soon as Xie Jin returned home, he smelled the rich aroma of duck soup. He followed the smell to the kitchen, his eyes lighting up, "Ayin, I'm back."

Qingyin smiled and said, "You must be tired. Go wash your hands and come over to eat."

I'm not tired, I just miss her too much.

Also, I'm greedy.

He had only eaten a few meals casually these past few days, but now that he smelled such a delicious aroma, he was unable to walk.

Qingyin saw him leaning against the door and not leaving, so she guessed what was going on.

I couldn't help but shake my head and laugh.

"Then go wash your hands first and set the bowl aside."

"Awoo...Ayin, you are so nice." After washing his hands, Xie Jin did not go to get the bowl, but suddenly approached Qingyin from behind, rubbing his chin against her shoulder gently.

Her shoulders were burning from his rubbing, and she twisted her body to avoid him. "You're already grown up, and you're still acting like a spoiled child. Let me go! I'm going to serve the food."

Xie Jin let go with a smile, then held her shoulders with both hands and led her away from the stove. "With me here, why would my A Yin need to work so hard?"

"You're so talkative." Qingyin cursed with a smile.

In the end, I accepted his busyness.

When they sat down at the table in the yard, Qingyin picked up a duck leg for him and asked, "Are you used to it after a few days there?"

Xie Jin put the duck leg in the bowl back into Qingyin's bowl and said, "I'm not used to it. Without Ayin around, I always feel empty inside."

Qingyin hit him on the head with chopsticks in annoyance, "Xie Xiaojin, you are eighteen years old now, not eight. Can you please speak properly?"

Xie Jin looked at her with teary eyes and quietly defended herself, "It's twenty-eight, thirty-eight, eighty-eight, I said the same thing."

Qingyin picked up a piece of chili for him and said, "Eat yours."