This page looks best with JavaScript enabled
Chapter 126
Hit someone?
Jiang Rao looked back and saw that the person who called her boy was Rong Ting. She turned around and smiled at the grandmother who sold flowers, "Grandma, it's your eyesight."
The old lady who sold flowers came from Changqian Street and saw the scene where Rong Ting was cold-blooded and violent, pulling the head of a living person as if he was dragging a dead person, and numbly dragged the person into the alley. At that time, she was taken aback. Knowing that Jiang Rao was kind enough to buy her a whole basket of flowers, she wanted to take Jiang Rao to avoid disaster, looked at Rong Ting and looked at her again, shaking her head with disapproval in her eyes, and wanted to pull Jiang Rao away.
Jiang Rao didn't move, she patiently said to Grandma, "He is a very good person."
Rong Ting walked up slowly, he heard what the flower-selling grandma said, as well as Jiang Rao's words, he stepped forward with a smile in his eyes, took the bamboo flower basket in Jiang Rao's hand, and bent towards the crooked old man. After bending over, he said in a gentle tone, "Grandma, the wind is strong by the river, where is your home, the junior will take you back."
As if he hadn't heard what the old lady and Jiang Rao said, he was not at all dissatisfied with the old man. His eyes were full of gentle smiles. The old lady glanced at him, her hands gradually stopped shaking, and she took a closer look Rong Ting, however, took a step back.
Rong Ting's smile froze on his face, looking 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, she pulled his sleeve and explained to him, "Someone was beaten in Changqian Street, and the method of beating was very brutal. I heard that the two who were beaten lost their hands. ."
She paused, glanced at the old woman, and then at Rong Ting, "grandma thought...it was you."
Rong Ting's brows furrowed, his grievance and injury deepened.
"Beating people in the street has no king's law." He frowned deeply and spoke in a warm voice. He picked himself up in a few words, "Is it possible that there are bandits here?"
Jiang Rao sighed and said, "I don't know who beat someone."
"However, the one who was beaten was not a good scumbag. I heard that he is a famous villain here." Jiang Rao turned his eyes to the old grandmother. Seeing that the old woman was still a little wary when she looked at Rong Ting, her tone couldn't help but be a little anxious. It's also a bit serious. It's not the swearing words like Shanshui that come out, "Old lady, do you recognize them?"
The old woman shook her head blankly.
When she saw someone being beaten in Changqian Street, she was so frightened that she quickly left, and was in a hurry to sell flowers, and she didn't go to find out who was beaten.
Seeing that she didn't know, Jiang Rao shouted
A passerby came. The passerby knew the names of the two people who were beaten. When the old woman heard the names of the two people, she frowned and her face was filled with anger. She lowered her head, "It turned out to be them."
"A sinful thing."
Jiang Rao led her to continue to say, "Why did you do something wrong?"
The expression of disgust on Grandma's face was very strong, "These two people have done a lot of stealing and spoiling girls, and sooner or later they will be punished."
"Yeah." Jiang Rao agreed, shaking the hand of the flower seller, "I heard people say that they are clamoring for their innocence, but they usually do so much evil, and they must have many enemies. They have no grievances and no enmity, and will definitely not provoke them. Grandma, look again, are you wrong?"
She let go of her grandmother's hand and pushed Rong Ting in front of the old woman, "He was injured before, but recently, he just doesn't have the strength to hit people."
The old lady was told by her. Looking at Rong Ting, she was originally very impressed by the figure who was pulling people into the alley. He was tall and thin, his back did not look strong, but his hands were surprisingly strong, and he even wore clothes. , is also the same black color, making it difficult to see whether it is stained with blood, and the boots are the same.
She took a closer look, paused, and raised her hand tremblingly, "Hair..."
The one who beat the man seemed to be different from the young man in front of him with his hair in a bun.
She glanced at it quickly, but she didn't remember it very clearly, but because she believed Jiang Rao's words in her heart, the more she looked at it, the more she felt different.
Jiang Rao poked her head out from behind calmly, "Isn't that right?"
Rong Ting smiled lightly at the flower-selling grandmother at this time, smiling restrained and well-behaved. When she was not smiling, the corners of her raised eyes drooped slightly when she smiled, making the old lady look soft-hearted and regretted, "I was wrong."
Jiang Rao nodded sharply. She heard some pedestrians beside her who were talking about the cruelty of the beating person, and that the two who were beaten were innocent. When she thought of the grandma taking the beating person as Rong Ting, she couldn't help but worry that others would do the same. He said dissatisfiedly, "The people who were beaten were obviously two bad-hearted fellows. Eighty percent of the enemies were lined up from Hedong to Hexi. Who knows which enemy beat them? For the innocent... Crows are not as good as the two of them. black heart."
The old woman was suddenly laughed at by her scolding energy, she laughed, patted the back of Jiang Rao's hand lightly, and repeated it again to reassure Jiang Rao, "It's the old woman, I misunderstood."
In a place where the folk customs are re-civilized, the rules of infidelity between men and women must also be observed. When Grandma saw Jiang Rao's behavior when she treated Rong Ting, she didn't evade suspicion, so she guessed the relationship between them.
The little girl is not in a hurry and warm when she sees her temperament. When she hears that her little man is misunderstood and explains things for her little man, she becomes sharp-mouthed and has a bad heart. This kind of When the words are spoken in the street, she is not afraid that others will say she is unruly.
Grandma thought so, she held Jiang Rao's hand and patted it, her smile became more intimate.
Rong Ting calmly pulled Jiang Rao away from the grandma who was selling flowers, and said to the grandma, "We'll take you back."
Accompanied by the two of them, a smile gradually formed on the old face of Grandma. She was a little closer to Jiang Rao. Although the little girl didn't show her face, her temperament was really painful.
She glanced at Jiang Rao slowly, although the black gauze on the hat was not pulled up, and although she could not see Jiang Rao's face, but listening to her voice and looking at her body and temperament, how could it be difficult to see where it went? She thought about the things that Jiang Rao scolded in a string just now, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it. This kind of girl can accumulate good fortune and protect wealth. When she was outside the low house where she lived, she took Jiang Rao's hand very rarely. Unwilling to let go, "Little girl, how many days do you two want to stay in the town? If you don't mind, you can come and sit with the old lady."
Jiang Rao glanced at the short house, and glanced at the fallen leaves of the jujube tree in front of the house and the dates rotting in the ground that no one picked up. She guessed that the mother-in-law lived here alone, and felt some pity in her heart, but Without revealing it, she raised the corners of her mouth and smiled, with bright eyes and deep pear eddies, "Could there be plum blossoms in my mother-in-law's place? If there are, I will go, and I will buy your plum blossoms instead."
The old woman was 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 pulled by the old woman's hand and entered her yard.
When she was about to cross the threshold, she realized that something was wrong.
Looking back, Rong Ting did not follow.
He looked at the old woman holding Jiang Rao's hand and stood there with a bit of grief, as if she had been neglected by the sky.
When she looked back, the anger on his face didn't dissipate much, but the footsteps kept up.
The maids and guards were waiting outside the hut.
Entering the yard, the old woman took the flower scissors and handed them to Jiang Rao, pointing to the two plum trees in the east and west of the yard to show her, "The two plum trees are there, girl, look at them, they bloom beautifully, just cut them away. ."
Jiang Rao spoke to the old woman with the heart, "Grandma, come with me, don't let me cut off any precious things."
"I don't have any treasures here, if there are, you can cut them away."
Jiang Raohuan took the old woman to the plum blossom tree, she cut the plum blossoms and handed them to the old woman's pocket, "Mother-in-law, you are selling flowers by the river, do you know what happened at night on the road I met you? Fishermen and fishermen?"
The old woman said: "The mud is deep there, and boats cannot be used. There are no boats. In autumn, there are crabs with lights hanging at night. At this time, there are not many."
Jiang Rao was a little disappointed. Grandma asked her, "Girl, what do you want to know about this?"
"I heard that a shopkeeper who opened an inn fell into the water there last night."
When it comes to the dead person, it's always something that doesn't make people smile. The old woman stopped smiling and sighed, "I only heard about it during the day, it's a pity, too. I don't know what law was committed, but in the middle of the night, people from the government were alerted to arrest him, and his cousin was changed to work in the government, and he didn't see that he was able to protect this cousin."
Jiang Rao had an ear and glanced at Rong Ting, wanting him to know about it too, but when she turned around, she didn't see Rong Ting's figure, she said to Grandma, "I want these plum blossoms."
She wanted to give silver taels, but grandma refused to ask for anything. Jiang Rao had no choice but to ask grandma for a drink. While grandma went to the kitchen, she quietly pressed the silver under the flower scissors placed on the stone platform and covered it with leaves. .
After doing all this, she went to see Rong Ting, only to see him sweeping leaves at the door with a broom.
Jiang Rao bit her lip and stayed at the door to look at him, feeling amused in her heart, her eyes crooked with laughter.
She was a little impatient when he came, but she was worried that she had promised her grandma to sit at her house, which delayed him to investigate the case. Now, seeing him help grandma sweep away the leaves outside the door, she should not be impatient, right? .
Seeing her smile, Rong Ting also smiled at her. The sole of his boot stepped on the old jujube that had begun to rot on the ground. He leaned back and looked like he was about to fall. Jiang Rao didn't expect him to sweep a leaf so clumsily. Clumsy feet, hurriedly trotted out to catch him, but he was hugged by the waist who stood firm.
Although she didn't help much, he leaned against her and said, "My feet hurt, lend me your shoulders, and you'll be fine for a while."
Jiang Rao lent him his shoulders until the grandma in the room called them in to drink water, and the two separated. Jiang Rao entered the door with red cheeks.
Rong Ting followed behind her, holding a broom, his brows remained calm, but his wrists held up the broom behind him, and swayed around in a circle, in exchange for revealing the contentment and joy in his heart.
The fallen leaves are worth sweeping.
Every look of hers did not avoid his eyes. She looked at the dead branches and rotten dates outside the door, and she probably began to pity others again.
Don't pity others, just pity him.
Grandma first handed a glass of water to Rong Ting, Jiang Raohua wanted to inquire about the innkeeper's cousin, and followed Grandma into the kitchen, only to come out after a while.
Although Rong Ting took the water cup, he did not move.
Jiang Rao came out holding the cup with her head raised. He reached out and pulled her cup out of her hand.
Jiang Rao's angle of drinking water was raised, but she didn't drink anything. She became confused and looked at Rong Ting, not understanding why he wanted to grab his water to drink.
Jiang Rao frowned and watched as Rong Ting put her water glass to his lips and took a big sip. When he swallowed the water, his Adam's apple moved. He seemed to wait for a while before turning halfway without touching his lips. The side of it was facing Jiang Rao and handed it back to her.
Rong Ting was indifferent, Jiang Rao suddenly understood something, and blinked quietly, "You asked me to eat snacks first, and let me test the poison for you."
So this time, he's helping her test poison?
Rong Ting's fingers holding the wooden cup clenched tightly. His memory was much better than Jiang Rao's. He naturally remembered what Jiang Rao said. With a remorseful look on his face, he turned his face to the plum tree in the east of the yard. .
Jiang Rao knew from the look on his face. He was a little suspicious. Although he let go of what was right for him, he did not let go of what was wrong to others.
It's just that that time he forced her to eat dim sum, but this time it was a change of feng shui, and it was him.
In fact, even if he is not like this, the grievances that he always excluded when he first met him have faded to the point of disappearing.
After a while, he heard his voice in her ear.
"I regret."
The voice was low, but it sounded remorseful.
Jiang Rao looked at his red ears, and suddenly couldn't help laughing in her heart, he is... so good.
She lowered her head, quietly turned the cup in her hand back half a circle, took a sip along the position he had just used, and the tips of her ears were also quietly clustered with pink.