The charity house took in the children and didn't do anything wrong."
The incident between Nangong Jiu and Xiaoxing left a trace of regret among Xiao Chengzi and his group.
When they went to Wanxing Street to beg, they sat for a while at the place where Nangong Jiu had sat yesterday.
The real owner, Nangong Jiu, was still sleeping soundly in bed.
At the end of the Chen hour, I finally woke up and moved.
After opening his eyes and realizing something was wrong, he reached out and touched it, then rolled over and got up.
"Xiao Wang, Xiao Xing, am I dreaming? Why am I back at the inn?"
Xiao Wang pretended to be confused: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? It was you who asked to come back last night, saying that you wanted to visit those workshops early today."
Nangong Jiu scratched his head: "Oh, I don't remember anything."
At this time, Nangong Yunxue walked into the house from outside, followed by a waiter carrying food.
"Jiu'er, are you awake? Come, let's wash up and have something to eat."
"Change..."
"It's Fanfan." Nangong Yunxue corrected.
Wait until Nangong Jiu is full.
Nangong Yunxue asked Nangong Jiu for his opinion: "Jiu'er, are you still wearing the beggar's clothes you wore yesterday?"
Nangong Jiu nodded.
[Wear it! How can you sneak into the workshop without it? ]
"Let Ah Bing take you in. You don't have to wear beggar's clothes."
[It's better to dress warmly, just in case. If I can't get in by myself, I'll ask the aunts to take me in.]
"Jiu'er, we attended a tea tasting party held by the business community yesterday, and some people were talking about how the workshop was being marginalized and suppressed."
What did they say?
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