.This Qingping World, the most core area between the two capitals, would the world be in chaos if thieves are everywhere?

After a while, Xiqing led the servants from the shop into the yard, found a basin and poured water, and let several people wash it.

Manager Zheng washed his face and wiped it dry. He felt refreshed and his mood suddenly improved. He said to Manager Chen: "How do you sleep in two bedrooms here tonight?"

Manager Chen asked curiously: "Of course, you and Xiqing are one room, and I sleep in another room. Could it be that you still want to take over together?"

"No, no, I don't mean that. Xiqing is still a child. She will slept to death as soon as she touched her pillow at night. She will not wake up even if the sky falls. To prevent accidents, I will sleep with you and let Xiqing sleep on the other side, and I will not be able to take care of us."

Manager Chen listened to Manager Zheng's words and his eyes were like lanterns. He really wanted to ask him if he was crazy. Having his own room was a favorable treatment for these supervisors. He wanted to stay in front of him and stay with the bus!

Xiqing was holding the bag while holding her bag and not talking, but she felt happy. She grew up so old that she had never lived in a bedroom. She didn’t expect to have a chance tonight. Such a big room and such a big bed, you can sleep as you want, and get out of the way you want. How comfortable! Even if you get up at night, you don’t have to ease your hands and feet, so as not to wake others up and scold others.

Seeing that Manager Zheng looked serious and refused to give in, Manager Chen sighed: "Okay, I have to follow you."

But I said in my heart that if you bring money with you in the future, you will not be with you anyway and will be tormenting yourself to death.

Manager Zheng breathed out, took out dozens of copper coins from his body, and handed them to Xiqing and said, "Go down your luggage in the room there, go out to buy some food in the market. After walking for a long time, I was hungry, and I don't know when the food will be opened in the store."

Xiqing took the money, quickly entered his room, put down the greeting, circled around the layer, and cheered with satisfaction. He remembered that Manager Zheng was waiting for food, stuck out his tongue, opened the door and walked out again.

Seeing that the two supervisors had already entered the room, Xiqing whispered in the yard: "Supervisor, I'll go to the town. If there is no other order, I'll go out!"

Manager Zheng’s voice came from the room: “Go early and come back early, don’t be too playful outside.”

He agreed and jumped out of the door.

Bajiao Town is not only located on the Liangjingyi Road, but also between the Bian River and the Jinshui River. Both land and water routes are just about to reach the capital. It is the gateway to the capital and is particularly prosperous.

He walked on the street, looking left and right, and his eyes were full of curiosity. Since he entered the Sansi Shop as an apprentice, he had to be careful in every move. He was at the age of playing, and he couldn't help but feel depressed. Now that he left the capital, he was like a bird spreading his wings and flying into the sky, like a fish swimming to the sea, and the world suddenly became widening.

Not long after walking, I suddenly smelled the aroma of wheat noodles in front of me, and my stomach started to rumbling. After swallowing, the festive season quickly arrived at a bun stall along with the fragrance.

He squeezed to the front in a few seconds, and asked with his neck tilted, "Master, what kind of stuff do you have with this steamed bun?"

The middle-aged man selling buns said in a muffled voice: "Chicken sauce buns, the craft I learned in the capital when I was young. The place in the Qianshouqiao, Daxiangguo Temple, is famous, and it costs two cents."

Xiqing swallowed secretly and whispered: "I came from Beijing, but I know what the chicken sauce buns in Zhouqiao taste like. Don't pretend to be young."

"If you want to buy it, why don't you say that much? I have sold it here for nearly ten years, and it will be gone every day before dark. What's the mood to coax you a child!"

Xiqing pretended that she hadn't heard the store's words and took out ten cents of copper coins from her arms: "Then I'll give me ten cents! Master, I bought you so much at once, so you can spare me two more!"

The store owner took the copper coins but couldn't get entangled by the child. He said, "Depending on your age, I will give you one more. I'm all clear and real-time. Today I'll make an exception. If you get the benefits, you should go away quickly!"

Without getting angry, I took the bunch of buns handed over by the buns sold by the buns, looked down and found out that I gave myself one more, and turned around happily and walked away.

After leaving the crowd, Xiqing took the bun in her hand, took one out of it, and whispered: "Let me spare one in my stomach! It's still early and I have a lot of money left on my body. Let's see what food to buy."

While muttering in a low voice, he bit the bun in his hand hard, and the fragrant chicken juice suddenly filled his mouth.

The festive stomped his feet with a burnt stomp and smiled: "It really tastes good, the owner didn't tell any lies!"

He raised his head and suddenly saw a little boy of seven or eight years old snuggled under the big willow tree on the shore, looking at him with his eyes. He was holding a crock of vegetables mixed with bran in his hand. The teeth marks on it were very thin and small, obviously biting them in small mouthfuls, and he couldn't bear to swallow them in one go.

The joyful and fun-loving heart was so good that I raised half of the bun in my hand, shook it at the little boy, and turned around and left with a giggle. I had buns and could eat them all, but the little boy couldn't even bear to eat the dish ball. It was really funny. Although the Sansi Shop was a little more depressed, I didn't have to live that hungry life.

After walking for more than ten steps, the smile on the face of Joy gradually faded away. He felt for no reason for a while of emptiness and could no longer be happy. He didn't know why, but his young mind couldn't think of any reason, but he just felt that he was not good now.

He turned around and walked slowly to the little boy under the willow tree. He handed the half bun in his hand to the little boy: "I'll give you this, it's more fragrant than a dish ball, fragrant and delicious!"

The little boy looked at the buns, then the festive ones, and shook his head.

He looked at half of the bun in his hand strangely, and suddenly realized: "Do you think I've bitten it? It's okay, I'll give you a new food. I'll take this half back and tell Manager Zheng that I'm hungry on the way and I'll eat one."

After saying that, he held the paper bag in his hand holding half of the bun, and took out another bun with his other hand.

The little boy still shook his head and whispered: "Dad said we are not beggars and we don't eat other people's things."

When Xiqing heard this, she was curious and just held the bun and stuffed it into the little boy's hand, saying, "I treat you to eat, what does it have to do with beggars? Back then, I was so hungry that I almost starved to death on the side of the road in winter. Manager Zheng poured me a bowl of porridge and saved my life. Look, I have grown tall and strong in the past few years!"

The little boy looked at the joy that was not much older than him, and couldn't help but smile, but shook his head firmly.

There was no way for the festive season, so she sat down next to the boy by the willow tree and sighed: "Listen to me, we are children, and eating other people's food is not embarrassing. When you grow up, remember the person who gives you food, and give it back a thousand times. - This is what Director Zheng told me back then, although he never asked me to pay it back."
Chapter completed!