Yu Qirong had never thought that he would be able to see Su Tang's face again. Ever since he saw Su Tang disappear from his arms, he almost made himself forget about such a person.
After being in Lanxi High School for so long, among the many transfer students, he only remembered Tang Xingfei.
Su Tang, we only spent half a day together.
In terms of time, he was just a passer-by, but Yu Qirong certainly couldn't completely forget him.
Ah Fei has broad shoulders and long legs. He has his sleeve rolled up on the arm that holds the oil-paper bag, and the exposed part of his arm shows the muscular lines of an adult man because of the force he exerts.
His face was so similar to Su Tang that Yu Qirong almost thought they were the same person.
His facial features were sharp and cold, his expression was dull and aggressive, his dark pupils stared at Yu Qirong intently, and when he saw that he didn't answer, there was a puzzled look in his eyes, and he spoke again: "Young Master?"
"...It's okay." Yu Qirong came back to his senses, reached out to take the oil paper bag from A Fei's hand, turned into the room, and put it on the table.
The yellow oil paper package was tied up with a thin thread. Yu Qirong tried to untie it with her fingers while glancing at A Fei who was collecting sundries outside.
He has similar features and voice, but he refuses to admit that he is Su Tang.
Come to think of it, Su Tang never said that he was a player, so maybe he was an NPC like him?
The only difference is that this NPC is different from him and can be reused.
This also explains why Su Tang disappeared last time instead of turning into a monster like Lin Siyue.
Yu Qirong was lost in thought, and after untying the string he just threw it aside, without touching the dumplings inside the oil paper wrapper.
Ah Fei saw it, stopped what he was doing, and looked inside, "What's wrong, Master? Don't you like the taste?"
Yu Qirong then put his thoughts aside and unfolded the oil paper package, revealing several fist-sized meat buns wrapped inside.
As soon as it was opened, an enticing aroma wafted out.
Yu Qirong was used to eating all kinds of desserts in the main god space, and suddenly saw this, he really felt a little hungry.
He picked it up and took a bite. It was filled with pure meat and had just the right amount of saltiness.
Seeing that Yu Qirong finally spoke and ate breakfast, Ah Fei breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had just been scolded by Sun Ma and was in a bad mood. "Next time Sun Ma comes, the young master doesn't have to be nice to her."
Yu Qirong was eating happily when he suddenly heard A Fei say this and looked over at him.
Oh, that old woman is called Sun Ma.
He raised his eyebrows and thought about it. Since he didn't know how Rong Qi spoke, he might as well not pretend. If anything happened, he could just solve it with violence.
Yu Qirong: "I don't care."
As he said this, he heard Ah Fei sigh, "Although the young master's surname is Rong, the current mistress of the Rong family is indeed not the young master's biological mother, so you should be more cautious in your actions."
Seeing that A Fei didn't notice anything unusual, Yu Qirong became more bold in his words.
He gradually found it interesting. This C-level copy had roles assigned to it, and the plot was like acting. He had never played like this before.
Yu Qirong raised her eyebrows, revealing a heartbroken expression, and her beautiful face was filled with worry. "What can I do? I have no money, so I can be taken advantage of by others."
Ah Fei stopped moving, staring at Yu Qirong through the door with his dark eyes, and said after a long while: "If the young master does not want to marry into the Leng family, he can also go with Ah Fei."
That won't work.
Yu Qirong thought of the background of the mission introduction and thought that this marriage was a very important plot point. After completing the mission, Ah Fei went out with him.
He frowned and looked at Ah Fei with great worry and concern: "No, if that happens, the Rong family will not let me go."
This was what he had figured out through background analysis. It was probably that the Rong family and the Leng family were going to have some kind of deal, a business marriage. Rong Qi was an illegitimate child, and was most likely to be used as a pawn.
Rong Qi might not be doing it voluntarily, at least not willingly.
Yu Qirong guessed that this marriage was probably not a good thing, otherwise it would not be Rong Qi's turn.
A Fei outside the door didn't say anything, which indirectly confirmed Yu Qirong's guess.
But now the only one who has some clues is A Fei. Yu Qirong doesn't want to waste this great opportunity, so he tries his best to talk to A Fei again, "I'm a little confused about the past few days. A Fei, what day is it today?"
Ah Fei picked up the things he had packed and said with his head down, "Master, it's the first day of the seventh lunar month."
The first day of the seventh lunar month.
Yu Qirong combined his own task prompts, fourteen days, that is July 14th, the Ghost Festival?
This is probably the final hurdle.
There is a saying that on the 15th day of the seventh lunar month, the gates of hell open. Yu Qirong himself is probably a ghost, so he doesn't care much.
He finished the steamed dumpling in just a few bites and made himself sweat. While pulling the cloth that was rubbing his neck, he went to the table to get the money that Sun Ma had thrown on it.
A few crumpled pieces of paper with face values printed on them.
Yu Qirong held it in his hand curiously and shook it.
It turns out that this is the money that everyone often talks about.
The system space was not usable. Yu Qirong thought about the place where Sun Ma took out the money, and reached out to feel around in his own place. Sure enough, he found a pocket. He tidied it up neatly and put the money in.
"Is there anything new happening in Yuling Town recently?" Yu Qirong asked.
Ah Fei stood there and thought for a while, then said, "There's nothing new in Yuling Town, but the eldest daughter of the Leng family in the next town, Leng Yunchao, has returned."
The timing of this return is very delicate.
Yu Qirong fanned himself slightly with his hands and commented quietly, "This name sounds very cool."
There was a dull sound of a broom being thrown to the ground outside. Yu Qirong glanced outside the door, only to see A Fei's deep eyes staring straight at him. There was a dark and damp feeling, like a swamp.
"Young Master is interested in her?" Ah Fei's lips were very pale, and when he pursed his lips they looked even less bloody, making him look unkind.
Yu Qirong felt a little guilty for no reason, and looked at Ah Fei's eyes, "My marriage with the Leng family means I will marry the eldest daughter of the Leng family, right?"
A Fei stopped talking.
This was also Yu Qirong's own guess. Why didn't they arrange the marriage earlier or later, but at this time, when the eldest lady of the Leng family just came back and wanted to discuss the marriage with the Rong family?
However, the eldest daughter of the Leng family came back at the right time. If nothing unexpected happened, Yu Qirong guessed that she was also a player.
This is easy. He just wants to complete the task. Marrying or not doesn't count. He doesn't need to bother writing a love letter to the young lady.
Thinking of this, Yu Qirong nodded with some satisfaction, with an imperceptible smile on his face.
Ah Fei noticed this smile, and he became even more silent. After a while, he said something without any context, and then went out to work. "Not necessarily."
Yu Qirong shrugged, thinking that it was unnecessary to analyze an NPC's thoughts. Even though this NPC had Su Tang's face - he had never analyzed what Su Tang was thinking.
The weather was hot, and Yu Qirong felt a little unbearable as he had to stay in this shabby place for fourteen days.
I can’t wait until the day after tomorrow, it would be best if I could change into new clothes today.
He stepped over the threshold and walked outside.
Ah Fei followed him and asked, "Where are you going, Master?"
Yu Qirong was used to the feeling of being followed closely, especially since A Fei's face was so familiar, so he acquiesced and said, "Let's go out for a walk."
Ah Fei followed behind Yu Qirong, but his eyes were fixed on the red spot on the back of his neck caused by rubbing. He then understood why the young master was in a hurry to leave.
Although the young master's food and clothing were not well-off, he had fair skin and tender flesh and could not stand any grievance.
A Fei followed for a while with his hands hanging down, then quickly took two steps forward, walked in front of Yu Qirong, and led him to the tailor shop.
Yu Qirong had never walked around the streets of this copy. As soon as he stepped into the street, he realized that this place was different from Huangsha Village and the inner city area.
People on the street were dressed in a variety of clothes. Some wore suits and carried black leather suitcases; some wore long robes and took things out of their long sleeves... It was like people from two different eras, standing on the same street.
There was no market, but the shops on the street were all open and people were always shopping there.
Ah Fei lowered his voice and said, "Master, there will be a market the day after tomorrow. If you want to make clothes today, it may be more expensive... But Master, don't worry, Ah Fei has some money here too."
Yu Qirong couldn't stand having to wait a few more days to change out of this airtight and irritating outfit, so she came out. When she heard A Fei say this, she was naturally delighted, "Then take me there quickly."
"Yeah." A Fei's eyes warmed and he led the way.
Yu Qirong followed him closely while observing the surrounding environment.
There were not many people on the street. Probably no one would choose to go out on such a hot day. Even the shop owners were too lazy to set up their stalls. They hid in the shops and looked at every passerby.
But when their eyes fell on Yu Qirong, they quickly looked away as if they had been electrocuted.
Yu Qirong followed A Fei in confusion, and only realized after a while that they were afraid of the "devil's eyes" that Sun Ma mentioned.
It seems that the original owner did not have an easy life in Yuling Town. Not only was he bullied by his own family, but he was also afraid of other people.
Only this Afei...
Yu Qirong's gaze naturally turned to A Fei.
I don’t know why A Fei is able to follow Rong Qi so firmly. Does Rong Qi have a contract to sell him?
A Fei naturally didn't know that Yu Qirong was making wild guesses behind his back, so he just took the person to the tailor shop.
The owner of the tailor shop was hunched over, but when he saw Yu Qirong behind A Fei, he closed the shop very quickly. He quickly pulled down the rope hanging at the door, and the white cloth above the door fell down.
Ah Fei quickly grabbed the boss's hand. The boss swallowed his saliva, looked outside through the gap in the white cloth, and stammered, "It's closed."
Yu Qirong had a strange look on his face and looked up at the big sun hanging in the sky.
Closed?
Ah Fei didn't look back at Yu Qirong's expression, nor did he loosen his hand. "Boss, you're joking. It's unreasonable to close the shop in broad daylight. My young master is planning to make a new set of clothes."
The boss looked at Ah Fei with a bitter face, then looked at Rong Qi behind him, "To be honest, the shop is closed at this time. I will not do this business anymore."
"Then you don't have to do it anymore." Ah Fei's tone turned cold, and he picked up a wooden stick beside the door. It looked like he had to get the clothes from this store today, otherwise he would smash the store.
The boss's face trembled, and he said tremblingly: "You are forcing me to buy and sell. I will report it to the police!"
Ah Fei snorted coldly, increased the strength of his hands, and threatened: "When the officials come and alert the Rong family, you won't be able to do business."
The officials in the village are governed by the people. The Rong family obviously has a lot of say in this remote Yuling Town.
After analyzing the pros and cons, the boss reluctantly agreed: "Let me go first, isn't it just making a dress? No problem."
He pulled open the curtain, wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve, and put on a small face, but he didn't dare to look into Yu Qirong's eyes. He just glanced at him vaguely, "What kind of clothes do you need?"
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