During a plane crash, Su Li transmigrates into a female-oriented ancient romance novel. She becomes the male lead's early-deceased white moonlight wife and the soft, easily bullied mother of tw...
In the afternoon, Ji Tinglan was handling official business in the post station, Su Zheng was giving a lecture to Su Shen, and Su Shi was mending shoes.
Only Su Li had nothing to do, so he simply took Xiao Wu and Xiao Ye out for a walk.
The post station is not in the downtown area and the surrounding area is quite deserted, but there is a tea stall next to it for passers-by to rest.
The teahouse is pretty good. It is a medium-sized room used as a place to make tea and steamed buns. There is a tent outside with several sets of tables and chairs.
Su Li ordered a pot of tea and some buns, then sat down to enjoy the breeze and watch the carriages passing by.
In an era when information was not well developed, most people could not receive news in a timely manner. Therefore, many people did not know that the road ahead was blocked, and the carriage turned back shortly after it passed.
Su Li thought, Lian Yong is a county magistrate after all, but he didn't even know to put up a sign on the side of the road to warn these people.
"Why are you here again? Hurry up and go!"
Just as I was thinking this, I heard a man's impatient voice coming from the room behind me. It was the owner of the tea stall.
Next to him was a dirty child who looked only seven or eight years old. He nodded and bowed repeatedly: "Boss, please, let me work here. I can wash dishes and cups and steam buns. Please..."
"Kid, I don't need anyone here. Even if I did, you're so small that you can't even reach the stove. You don't have the strength. What can you do without wasting my time?"
The boss took two steamed buns and gave them to him: "Take these steamed buns and find a job somewhere else. Ah, don't come here again."
The child had no choice but to take the steamed bun and quietly walked out of the tea stall, then sat aside and ate the bun.
The people drinking tea around felt a little sympathetic when they saw such a young child: "Whose child is this? He is so young and has to go out to find a job? How pitiful."
"Look at how dirty he is and how ragged his clothes are. He must be a beggar."
"Alas! It's still so small, so pitiful..."
Several people took the buns and steamed buns on the table and stuffed them into his hands.
Su Li was surprised for a moment when she saw his face clearly.
"Xiaowu, bring the buns."
She said this and walked towards the child.
Xiao Wu and Xiao Ye thought that the lady was just like those people, feeling sorry for the child and that was why she wanted to give him some buns.
Unexpectedly, as Su Li approached the child, the child was stunned.
"Abao? Did you recognize me?"
A Bao swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth and slowly uttered three words: "Mrs. Pei..."
"It's me." Su Li tucked his dirty hair behind his ear and asked softly, "Tell me, why are you here alone?"
A Bao didn't answer, but his eyes were determined: "I want to go to the capital."
Then he looked straight at Su Li: "Madam Pei, you said before that you were going to the capital. Are you going to the capital now? If so, can you take me with you?"
Su Li felt something was wrong: "Abao, I am indeed on my way to the capital, but if you want to follow me to the capital, then you have to tell me what you are going to the capital for? Are you going to find your father?"
Hatred flashed in A Bao's eyes, and he shook his head in denial: "I'm not looking for him!"
Su Li probably understood that Madam Zhao's death was not an accident, just like in the original novel.
"Abao, your mother's death wasn't an accident, was it?"
A Bao was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't know whether he could tell her the truth, so he kept his mouth tightly shut and didn't say anything.
Su Li had no choice but to ask slowly: "Your father said in the capital that your mother accidentally fell into a well and drowned. He is now married in the capital..."
"He's lying!" A Bao suddenly became excited. "He's lying! My mother didn't die from the fall. He killed her!"
Accidentally fell into a well...
Already married in the capital...
Xiao Wu and Xiao Ye vaguely guessed something and looked at Su Li in shock.
Su Li said, "Abao, this is not the place to talk. Come back to the post station with me and tell me in detail about your mother, okay?"
Po frowned: "Will you lock me up and not let me go out?"
Su Li was stunned: "Of course not, don't worry, if your mother was really killed by your father, I will take you to the capital, and I will help you with whatever you want to do."
"Really? Madam Pei, will you really help me?"
"I promise, I'll help you..."
She already knew what he was going to do in Beijing. Just like in the original novel, he wanted to avenge his mother...
"Then I'll go with you..."
"good."
Su Li took him by the hand and walked towards the post station, while instructing Xiao Ye and Xiao Wu: "Go prepare hot water and give A Bao a bath."
After thinking for a moment, he said, "I remember the postmaster has a seven or eight-year-old child who also lives in the post station. Go and borrow some clothes from him. Remember to send some gifts to the people."
"yes."
After entering the post station, Xiaowu took Abao to wash up.
Xiao Ye insisted on sending Su Li into the house before going to the postmaster to borrow clothes.
Su Li knew that she was worried about her safety, so she didn't say much.
On the way, Xiao Ye asked, "Madam, is that child Zhao Xingwen's?"
"Um."
Su Li was not surprised that Xiao Ye could guess it. It was she who asked them to spread the news that Zhao Xingwen was still seducing noble ladies in the capital after getting married. The person who matched this story was someone Su Li knew, so they only knew Zhao Xingwen.
Even though he had guessed it and heard Su Li confirm it with his own ears, Xiao Ye still couldn't hide his shock: "This Zhao Xingwen is really vicious..."
Half an hour later, Xiaowu and Xiaoye brought the washed Abao into her room.
Zhao Xingwen was good-looking, and his wife was also a pretty beauty. As their child, Abao also looked very good, but was a little too thin.
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