Chapter 55 The pen is missing, come find Qingbao
Early in the morning, Qingbao was woken up by something furry rubbing against her face.
She sneezed sharply, and the whole little dumpling sat up on the couch, her little toes scrambling open in fright.
"Who is it? Who brushed my face with a brush?"
The judge's pen tapped her head in dissatisfaction and shook the red-haired delinquent on the tip of the pen.
Dare to say its bristles resemble a brush?
It's all because of you, you little brat, that I had to let that rascal hold my pen in his hands for so long.
The fur isn't smooth anymore.
It was blown up again and again.
"Bibi, you're back! That's wonderful!" Qingbao opened her arms and hugged it.
Then, with a quick roll, she locked the pen with her foot, pressed it onto the bed, and began to groom it vigorously.
Soon, the brush bristles were neatly groomed and smoothed again.
Qingbao was very satisfied with her craftsmanship and said with a smile, "Qingbao has money now. I'll take you out to buy some new ink later."
She has a lot of silver in her hands.
He gave his mother five hundred taels, and kept fifteen hundred taels in his own hands, which he hid in his Qiankun bag so that no one could take it away.
Bibi nodded frantically and snuggled into Qingbao's arms, rubbing against her neck.
Qingbao got up and dressed herself, but before she could put on her outer clothes, a commotion broke out outside.
"Qingbao, come out here!" Upon hearing Su Mengmeng's voice, the Judge's Pen immediately transformed into a hair and hid in Qingbao's ear.
Qingbao slowly put on her little clothes, staring longingly at Su Mengmeng who had barged in.
"Is something wrong?" the little guy asked sleepily.
Su Mengmeng was furious. She went up and kicked Qingbao's little stool.
The small stool was overturned and placed on the ground.
"Qingbao, where did my pen go? Did you steal it in the middle of the night?!" Su Mengmeng cried angrily.
Her mother suffered such humiliation because of this pen, and her grandmother even offered five hundred taels of silver.
My mother was so angry that she fainted and vomited blood, and she is still not well.
Grandmother still hopes that she can use her supernatural powers to subdue Qingbao, and she still fantasizes about it to this day.
Neither of them knew that Su Mengmeng's pen was gone when she woke up.
That would mean that everything her mother and grandmother had done for her had been in vain, and could not even be undone.
She dared not imagine what would happen to her if they knew.
So without even washing his face, he rushed over to Qingbao to demand an explanation.
"Who stole your pen? You can talk nonsense about food, but you can't just say whatever you want." Qingbao shrugged innocently.
“How could a three-year-old like me steal your pen? There are so many servants guarding your yard, I even trip over the threshold, how could I possibly steal your pen without anyone noticing? You lie without even thinking it through.”
Qingbao muttered to herself, "A child who lies is not a good child."
"I'm not lying. Who else but you would take my pen?" Su Mengmeng stomped her foot in anger.
She can't stand it when others say bad things about her.
Qingbao stuck out her tongue. "Yesterday you showed off your amazing skills with the brush in front of all the servants. Of course, some people wanted to steal it. Who told you to show off?"
“They wouldn’t dare,” Su Mengmeng replied.
"So that's because you used Bibi to do something bad, and Bibi flew away to find a new owner. I told you yesterday not to do bad things, not to do bad things, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what happened."
Qingbao looked at her with disdain.
When it comes to eloquence, when has Sister Qing ever lost?
Over the past ten years, I don't know how many times I've cursed ghosts.
"I, I didn't do anything wrong, I didn't..." Su Mengmeng remembered that Qingbao had reminded her in the same way yesterday.
"No? Think about it carefully, did you blow up a rockery?" Qingbao kindly reminded her.
Su Mengmeng nodded.
Yes, she was just testing the pen's magic; she didn't have any other bad intentions.
Qingbao said, "There was a nest of birds in that rockery, and you blew it up. That was bad enough, so your pen flew away."
Qingbao made a flying motion, which was particularly exaggerated and cute. "Just like your grandma, I'm flying!"
Su Mengmeng was so anxious that tears streamed down her face. "What should I do? How can I find my pen? If my mother finds out about this, she will definitely beat me to death."
The pen, earned through so much humiliation, has simply vanished.
Su Mengmeng felt terrified whenever she thought of her mother's whip.
Qingbao gave her an idea.
“Go back to the courtyard and chant the incantation a hundred times a day. Bibi will hear it and come back to find you.”
Su Mengmeng was half-believing and half-doubting, and also somewhat suspicious of Qingbao.
"Go and search Qingbao's room."
Qingbao told them to search.
The search returned nothing.
Qingbao said, "The morning is almost over. If you don't go back and call now, Bibi will never be found again."
In her panic, Su Mengmeng ran away crying, faster than Cao Cao.
Qingbao laughed out loud without trying to hide it.
After tidying herself up neatly and looking all cute and cuddly, she scurried off on her short legs, humming a song, to another room to find her mother.
"You have no idea how adorable you are..."
The mother and daughter lived alone in their courtyard, and no servants ever came to serve them.
Sihe was still worried about the servants who had been transferred from the general's mansion.
Therefore, they decided to go out and buy two loyal maids themselves.
Si He got up early, tidied herself up, cleaned the house, and folded the bedding.
In the small kitchen, I started a fire myself, cooked porridge, and stir-fried two side dishes to go with the porridge.
When Qingbao arrived, bouncing and skipping.
Breakfast is already piping hot and ready to eat.
"Mother, could you go to the stationery store and buy some good ink today?" Qingbao asked happily as she ate her porridge, her big eyes squinting like the moon.
It's so cute!
"Of course you can. You put in a lot of effort to get this money back, so you can spend it however you want."
Si He knew that although he held the power to manage the household, if he were to actually use the money in the accounts...
Old Madam Su will find out immediately and then come looking for trouble.
To avoid further disputes, she still planned to use the money that she and her daughter had earned during this period.
Originally, she had one or two taels of silver, but now, compared to that pile of silver notes, it seemed insignificant.
After finishing the porridge, Sihe took Qingbao's hand and prepared to go out.
Hurried footsteps came from outside the door.
The mother and daughter were immediately stopped at the doorway of the room.
There were five or six nannies in front of me, looking menacing.
Old Madam Su came out from among the maids, took Su Mengmeng's hand (whose eyes were red from crying), and said to Si He.
"Sihe, Mengmeng's pen is missing. Do you know who took it?"
Si He looked surprised. "What? The pen is gone? How could you lose such a nice pen? Su Mengmeng, are you an idiot?"
These words were spoken.
Already feeling wronged, Su Mengmeng burst into tears.
Old Madam Su's face turned green. "Shut up!"
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