Beat someone?
Jiang Rao looked back and saw clearly that the person who called her "boy" was Rong Ting. She turned back and smiled at the old lady selling flowers, "Grandma, you are dazzled."
The old lady selling flowers came from Changqian Street and saw Rong Ting being cold-blooded and violent, dragging a living person's head into the alley numbly as if he were a dead person. She was shocked at that time. She knew that Jiang Rao bought her a whole basket of flowers out of kindness, so she wanted to take Jiang Rao to avoid disaster. She looked at Rong Ting and then at her, shook her head with disapproval in her eyes, and wanted to pull Jiang Rao away.
Jiang Rao did not move, and patiently said to the old lady: "He is a very good person."
Rong Ting walked up slowly. He heard what the flower-selling old lady said, and also what Jiang Rao said. With a smile in his eyes, he walked forward, took the bamboo basket from Jiang Rao's hand, bowed to the hunched old lady, and said gently, "Grandma, the wind is strong by the river. Where is your home? I will take you back."
He acted as if he hadn't heard what the old lady and Jiang Rao said. He didn't have the slightest dissatisfaction towards the old lady. His eyes were filled with a gentle smile. The old lady glanced at him, her hands gradually stopped shaking, she looked at Rong Ting carefully, and then took a step back.
Rong Ting's smile froze on his face, and he looked very hurt. He lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Rao as if he had done something wrong.
Jiang Rao couldn't bear to see him like this, so she pulled his sleeve and explained to him, "Someone was beaten up on Changqian Street. The beating was very brutal. I heard that the hands of the two people who were beaten were broken."
She paused, looked at the old woman, then looked at Rong Ting, "Grandma thought... it was you."
Rong Ting's brows knitted together, and his expression of grievance and hurt deepened.
"Beating people in the street is a disregard for the law." He frowned deeply and spoke in a gentle voice, clearing himself of all charges with just a few words, "Is there a bandit here?"
Jiang Rao sighed and said, "I don't know who hit me."
"But the one who was beaten wasn't a good person either. I heard he was a notorious thug here." Jiang Rao turned his gaze to the old woman. Seeing that the old woman was still somewhat wary when looking at Rong Ting, his tone couldn't help but be a little anxious and heavy. He even said something like "not a good person" and cursed, "Old woman, do you recognize them?"
The old woman shook her head blankly.
When she saw someone being beaten on Changqian Street, she was so scared that she quickly left. She was in a hurry to sell flowers and didn't even bother to hear who was being beaten.
Seeing that she didn't know, Jiang Rao shouted
A passerby came over, and the passerby knew the names of the two people who were beaten. When the old woman heard the names of the two people, her brows furrowed and her face was mixed with anger. She lowered her head and said, "It turned out to be them."
"It's a sinful thing."
Jiang Rao led her to continue, "How did you commit a sin?"
The old lady had a look of disgust on her face. "These two people have done a lot of things like stealing and abusing girls. Sooner or later, they will be punished by God."
"Yes." Jiang Rao agreed, shaking the flower-selling old lady's hand, "I heard people say that they are still shouting that they are innocent, but they usually do so many evil things, so they must have many enemies. We just came here, and we have no grudges against them, so we will definitely not provoke them. Grandma, take another look, are you seeing things?"
She let go of the old lady's hand and pushed Rong Ting to the old lady. "He was injured before and has just recovered recently. He doesn't have the strength to hit anyone."
After hearing what she said, the old woman looked at Rong Ting again. She had a deep impression of the figure who pulled the person into the alley. He was tall and thin. He didn't look strong from behind, but his hands were incredibly strong. Even his clothes were the same black color, making it difficult to tell whether they were stained with blood. The same went for his boots.
She took another closer look, paused, and raised her hand tremblingly, "Hair..."
The man who beat people up and the young man in front of him seemed to have different hairpins and buns.
She took a quick glance and didn't remember it very clearly, but because she believed Jiang Rao's words, the more she looked, the more she felt that it was not the same.
Jiang Rao poked her head out from behind Rong Ting, "Isn't it similar?"
Rong Ting smiled faintly at the flower-selling old lady at this time. His smile was restrained and well-behaved. The corners of his eyes, which were usually raised when he was not smiling, drooped slightly when he smiled, which softened the old lady's heart. She regretted and said, "I was wrong."
Jiang Rao nodded vigorously. She heard some pedestrians talking about how the attacker was cruel and the two people being beaten were innocent. When she thought about how the old lady mistook the attacker for Rong Ting, she couldn't help but worry that others would do the same. She muttered in dissatisfaction, "The people being beaten were obviously two wicked people with rotten hearts. Their enemies must be lined up from east to west. Who knows which enemy beat them? As for the innocent ones... Even crows are not as cruel as these two people."
The old woman was suddenly amused by her scolding. She laughed, gently patted the back of Jiang Rao's hand, and repeated it again to reassure Jiang Rao, "It was the old woman who made a mistake."
Even in places where the customs are more civilized, the rule that men and women should not touch each other physically must still be observed. Seeing how Jiang Rao treated Rong Ting with no reservations at all, the old lady guessed a lot about their relationship.
The little girl seemed to have a calm and gentle temperament, but when she heard that her husband was misunderstood and she started to explain things for him, she became sharp-tongued and had a vicious mind. If people said such words in the street, she would not be afraid of being called unruly.
As the old lady thought this, she held Jiang Rao's hand tightly and patted it, and her smile became even more intimate.
Rong Ting calmly pulled Jiang Rao away from the flower-selling old lady and said to her, "We'll take you back."
Accompanied by the two of them on either side, a smile gradually appeared on the old lady's face. She moved closer to Jiang Rao. Although the little girl did not show her face, her personality was really lovable.
She glanced at Jiang Rao slowly. Although the black veil on her hat was not pulled up and she could not see Jiang Rao's face clearly, but hearing her voice and looking at her figure and temperament, how ugly could she be? She thought about the things Jiang Rao had just cursed at her, and the more she looked at her, the more she liked her. This kind of girl could accumulate good fortune and protect wealth. When she arrived outside the small house where she lived, she held Jiang Rao's hand with special care and was unwilling to let go. "Little girls, how many days do you two want to stay in town? If you don't mind, you can come sit with me, the old woman."
Jiang Rao glanced at the low house, her eyes swept over the fallen leaves of the jujube tree in front of the house and the jujubes that rotted in the ground and no one picked them up. She guessed that the old lady lived here alone, and felt a little pity in her heart, but she didn't show it. She raised the corners of her mouth and smiled, her eyes were bright and her dimples were deep. "Grandma, do you have plum blossoms? If you do, I'll go and I want to buy your plum blossoms."
The old woman felt warmed by her words, "There are two plum trees in the yard, you can pick the plum blossoms there."
Jiang Rao happily followed the old woman, and was led by the old woman's hand into her yard.
As she was about to cross the threshold, she realized something was wrong.
I looked back and saw that Rong Ting had not caught up.
He looked at the old woman holding Jiang Rao's hand, standing there with some resentment and resentment, as if she had been greatly ignored.
She looked back and saw that the anger on his face had not dissipated much, but his footsteps were still following her obediently.
The maids and guards were waiting outside the hut.
After entering the yard, the old woman handed Jiang Rao a pair of pruning shears and pointed to the two plum trees on the east and west sides of the yard. "Those two plum trees are over there, young lady, take a look. If they are in good bloom, just prune them."
Jiang Rao wanted to talk to the old woman, "Grandma, please come with me. Don't let me cut off any of your precious things."
"I don't have any treasures here. If you really have any, you can just cut them off."
Jiang Rao took the old woman to the plum tree, cut off some plum blossoms and put them in her pocket. "Grandma, you sell flowers by the river, but do you know if there are any fishermen on the road where I met you at night?"
The old woman said, "The mud there is too deep to sail. There are not many boats. In the fall, there are people who hang lanterns to catch crabs at night, but at this time of year, there are not many."
Jiang Rao was a little disappointed. The old lady asked her, "Miss, what do you want to know by asking these questions?"
"I heard that an innkeeper fell into the water there last night."
The death of a person is something that will never make people smile. The old woman stopped smiling and sighed, "I just heard about it in the daytime. It's such a pity. I don't know what crime he committed. The government was alerted in the middle of the night to arrest him. His cousin worked in the government office instead, but he couldn't protect his cousin at all."
Jiang Rao tilted her ears and glanced at Rong Ting, wanting him to know about this. When she turned around, she didn't see Rong Ting. She said to the old lady, "I want these plum blossoms."
She wanted to give her some silver, but the old lady refused to take any. Jiang Rao had no choice but to ask the old lady for some water. While the old lady went to the kitchen, she quietly put the silver under the flower scissors on the stone table and covered it with leaves.
After she had done all this, she went to look for Rong Ting, only to see him sweeping fallen leaves at the door with a broom.
Jiang Rao bit her lip and stood at the door watching him. She felt it was amusing and her eyes were curved with smile.
She seemed a little impatient when she saw him coming, and was worried that she had agreed to let the old lady come to her house and stayed, which delayed his investigation of the case. Now seeing him helping the old lady sweep away the fallen leaves outside the door, he should not be impatient.
Rong Ting saw her smile and smiled back at her. His boot sole stepped on some old dates that had begun to rot on the ground and he leaned back as if he was about to fall. Jiang Rao didn't expect him to be so clumsy in sweeping the fallen leaves and hurriedly ran out to catch him, but he stood firm and held her waist.
Although she didn't help much, he leaned on her and said, "My feet hurt. Lend me your shoulder. It will be fine after a rest."
Jiang Rao lent him her shoulder, and they didn't separate until the old lady in the house called them in to have some water. Jiang Rao walked in first with a slightly blushing cheek.
Rong Ting followed behind her, holding the broom, his face expressionless, but he lifted the broom behind his back with his wrist and spun it in a circle, revealing the satisfaction and joy in his heart.
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The fallen leaves are worth sweeping.
Every look of hers did not escape his eyes. She looked at the dead branches and rotten dates outside the door and probably began to feel pity for others again.
Don't feel sorry for others, just pity him.
The old lady handed a glass of water to Rong Ting first. Jiang Rao wanted to ask about the innkeeper's cousin, so she followed the old lady into the kitchen and came out after a while.
Although Rong Ting took the cup of water, he did not move.
Jiang Rao came out holding a cup and tilting her head back. He reached out and took the cup from her hand.
Jiang Rao tilted her head to the right angle to drink the water, but didn't get anything. She became confused and looked at Rong Ting, not understanding why he wanted to snatch his water.
Jiang Rao frowned as she watched Rong Ting pass her cup of water to his lips and take a big sip. His Adam's apple moved as he swallowed the water. He seemed to wait for a while before he turned halfway and handed it back to her with the side that had not touched his lips facing Jiang Rao.
Rong Ting remained indifferent and silent. Jiang Rao suddenly understood something and blinked quietly, "Before, you asked me to eat some snacks first, so that I could test the poison for you."
So this time, he was helping her test the poison?
Rong Ting tightened his grip on the wooden cup. His memory was much better than Jiang Rao's, so he naturally remembered what Jiang Rao was talking about. A look of regret appeared on his face, and he turned away to look at the plum tree on the east side of the yard.
Jiang Rao knew from his expression that he was a little suspicious. Although he had let go of his suspicion towards him, he had not let go of his suspicion towards others.
It's just that he forced her to eat snacks that time, but this time the situation has changed and it's his turn.
In fact, even if he wasn't like this, the grievance that I felt when I first met him and was always excluded by him has faded to the point of almost disappearing.
After a while, she heard his voice.
"I regret it."
Although the voice was low, it sounded extremely regretful.
Jiang Rao looked at the redness behind his ears and suddenly couldn't help laughing. He was... so well-behaved.
She lowered her head and quietly turned the cup in her hand half a circle, followed the position he had just used, took a small sip, and the tips of her ears quietly turned pink.
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