New book "Transmigrated into the Villain's Little Darling" is out!
The cute and invincible Tang Xiaonan transmigrated into the foolish supporting female character of a period dram...
Before she knew it, it was mid-October, and the weather had cooled down considerably. Ye Qingqing still liked to wear skirts, but she had switched to long skirts with a light jacket on top. By November, she would have to wear thick trousers.
Because of her demanding studies, Ye Qingqing had to study until late at night every day, which took a lot of toll on her study tools, especially her fountain pen. She often forgot to put the cap back on, and if she dropped it on the ground, the nib would split and the pen would be ruined.
In less than a month, Ye Qingqing broke two fountain pens, and then... tonight she broke the last one completely. The nib split in two, and it tore through the paper with a single stroke.
Ye Qingqing sighed. She hadn't finished her homework yet, and now she didn't have a single pen left in the house.
Ye Hua should have some, but Ye Qingqing was too lazy to go get it. She decided to go out and buy a new one instead. It was only a little before eight o'clock, and the small shops at the entrance of the alley should still be open.
Ye Qingqing put on a coat, took the money, and left the room. Unbeknownst to her, Ye Hua secretly followed her and ran towards the Hu family's house.
Although Hu Zhiwei had already made arrangements with his father, Hu Laosan, Ye Qingqing never went out at night, and even when she was alone, she was always accompanied by a burly, dark-skinned man, making it impossible for him to make a move.
Tonight, we finally caught Ye Qingqing alone, and it was a dark and windy night.
Ye Hua was secretly pleased. After Hu Laosan was released from the detention center, he set up a mahjong parlor at home, which was actually an illegal gambling den that preyed on unscrupulous people. His house was filled with his cronies every day.
That wretched woman is definitely not getting away tonight, hmph!
Ye Qingqing was unaware that Ye Hua had followed her out, because Pi Pi wasn't home. Ever since Xiao Tong started boarding at school, Pi Pi had often gone to the school to play with him, and Pi Pi had made an even more surprising discovery at the school.
Angel School is nestled against a mountain, with a beautiful green environment and plenty of birds. Among them is a very beautiful thrush that looks quite like Pipi's first love from hundreds of years ago.
Pipi was formed from the spirit of Black Jade, so it was naturally immortal. However, its first love only lived for a short ten years. After its first love died, Pipi's heart was broken and it took several years to recover. After that, it never met a bird as beautiful as its first love again.
Surprisingly, it was found behind Xiaotong's school.
Pipi used his silver tongue to win over the beautiful thrush, and they spent every day together, so happy that he forgot all about Ye Qingqing.
Without Pipi's tip-off, Ye Qingqing knew nothing about Ye Hua behind her and ran out the door.
The alley was very quiet. The autumn wind was chilly, and everyone stayed at home. No one came out. In the huge alley, only Ye Qingqing was walking. The dim streetlights cast a long shadow of her.
Ye Qingqing pulled her coat tighter, quickened her pace, and ran to the small shop at the entrance of the alley, but the shop had already sold out of fountain pens. The owner thought the fountain pens were not selling well, so he did not restock.
"The shops in the next alley should have it," the proprietress kindly suggested.
Ye Qingqing had no choice but to run to the alley next door. Although it was called next door, it was actually two or three alleys away from Fuai Road. There was a small shop there, which was larger and indeed sold fountain pens.
After buying the pen, Ye Qingqing smelled a familiar aroma. An old woman was selling balut (fertilized duck eggs) from a cart. Ye Qingqing couldn't help but drool. Three eggs for one yuan. She bought one, ate one herself, and took the other two back for the old woman.
The old lady also loves to eat balut (fertilized duck egg), but there are few vendors selling it during the day; it's only at night that an old lady comes out to sell it.