Chapter 32

"What should you do to me, this man, who sells fake things

The official tried his best to compensate with a smile, "I think I've sealed the shop, counted the losses, and then put this man in prison!"

As soon as the shopkeeper heard this, he sat down on the ground, and immediately climbed over with his hands and feet. Holding the official, he cried out, "big brother! You can't do this to your brother! You can't do this! "

When song Xijiao heard this, she began to laugh, "why, you are still brothers. Are you still going to let your brother go after you have dealt with me?"

Hearing this, the official's smile on his face was stiff, and then he added a smile, "Miss Song San is joking. How can there be any family relationship on this matter? The son of heaven committed the same crime as the common people, let alone my little official post. "

Song Xijiao said with a smile, "since the big brother has said so, I have put down a few distractions. However, I would like to remind him that I have an old acquaintance with Hu que, the son of the governor. Tomorrow I will ask him how the case is going. If there is anything wrong, he must know the consequences."

At the moment, I'm afraid that he didn't know Hu Que's old official, but he didn't know Hu's official

The official raised his hand to song Xijiao and said, "you can rest assured. Since the third miss is still the old acquaintance of Mr. Hu, the little one can't be slighted any more. Come on, bring a soft sedan chair over here!"

Song Xijiao was stunned for a moment. It seems that Hu Que's name is quite useful in the government. Although it is not good to make use of it just now, there is no way. At this time, the quickest way is to use it.

After a while, there were two big men carrying a soft sedan chair, and the official immediately made the action of inviting, "Miss Song San, please."

Song Xijiao snorted coldly, and wanted to get up by herself. The official looked at him and immediately stepped forward to help him. He was scared away by song Xijiao's fierce eyes, "don't you forget that the big brother is not to forget that men and women are not compatible with each other."

"Yes, yes, yes, the third lady said so." The official quickly made up his smile, for fear that song Xijiao would say something in front of Hu que if he was angry, and his life would be over.

That is to say, two women in the crowd came up to hold song Xijiao and walked to the soft sedan chair step by step.

Looking at Song Xijiao on the soft sedan, gradually far away. The official just breathed a sigh of relief, immediately waved to disperse the crowd around him, "all of them are gone! It's all gone! What are you looking at! Officials do things! " People around see that song Xijiao has gone, and there is nothing to look at, then they are all scattered.

On the second floor of a tea house not far away, a little girl with a head of steamed bun looked at the sedan chair away with displeasure. "What old acquaintance? It's clearly the first time I've met, so I use your name. This woman approaches you. I'm afraid it's not something else you think about you." The little girl turned around, she was the boss of lengyuexuan just now, Xiaochun.

Xiaochunyi looks at the person behind him in a displeasure way. The man's folding fan covers his face and shakes his shoulder. He seems to be laughing happily. When the folding fan is put down, Hu que is laughing happily. Hu que put down his folding fan and sipped the tea in front of him.

"Xiaochun, Xiaochun, I wish she would come to me on her own initiative But I'm happy that she's using my name like that Hu Que's eyes filled with a bit of bitterness, but only for a moment, it is to restore the previous pair of happy appearance.

Xiaochun no longer said anything, just turned her head and looked at the direction of song Xijiao leaving the window. Hu que was silent, just sipping tea silently, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Song Xijiao was relieved when she sat in the soft sedan chair. Even a shopkeeper on the street was so difficult to deal with. Should she be said to be lucky? Or bad luck.

Song Xijiao finally got empty. When she looked at her ankle, it was swollen, just like a small mountain bag. She rubbed it and felt the pain coming up, "hiss It looks like it's misplaced. I have to go back and talk about it. "

Zhongchun happened to come out of the room and saw a soft sedan chair coming towards this side. Zhong Chun frowned. Which big lady has come here? Is it the Song family? Thinking of this, Zhong Chun's eyes are fierce.

Zhongchun stood there and watched the soft sedan chair approaching. The sedan chair bearer put down the sedan chair and said respectfully to the sedan chair, "here we are, miss three."

"Well." A familiar voice came from the sedan chair. Zhong Chun was stunned, and he walked towards the door with a puzzled face.

As soon as song Xijiao lifted the curtain, she saw a familiar face. Song Xijiao was also stunned. She sighed with a bitter smile. She held the car door and wanted to go down. She didn't think that if one didn't stand firm, she would fall forward.

Subconsciously, Zhongchun catches song Xijiao and loosens it. Song Xijiao retreats a soft, is to quickly grasp Zhong Chun's arm.

Zhong Chun frowned. He looked down and saw song Xijiao's ankle like a small mountain bag. "You went out for more than an hour. Why did you get this look?"

Song Xijiao sighed, "this is a long story. Let's go first." Having said that, he turned his head and said thanks to the sedan bearer, and then he took Zhongchun to the house.Zhong Chun looked at her ankle, and then he picked up a man. "The feet have already looked like this, and I still want to be brave."

Song Xijiao is frozen in Zhong Chun's arms. Zhong Chun's breath comes to her face completely. Song Xijiao tightens her lips and can't say anything. Her ears are completely red. Zhong Chun smiles and says nothing more. He goes back to the house with song Xijiao in his arms.

She put song Xijiao on the bed. When chestnut heard the sound, she came to song Xijiao's room. She looked very tired, "Dad Is your mother back? "

Song Xijiao, looking at the tired chestnut face, felt more and more distressed. She handed the parcel of the clothes in her hand to chestnut. "Good chestnut, this is the clothes my mother bought for you on the street today. Can you take a look at it?"

When chestnut took song Xijiao's package, she laughed sweetly, "thank you. My mother has worked hard. " Then he rubbed his eyes wearily.

When chestnut saw song Xijiao's ankle trace, he instantly sobered up and looked at Song Xijiao seriously, "mother, what's the matter with your ankle?"

Song Xijiao shook her head, sighed, and said the whole story.

Zhong Chun did not make any move, just silently watching song Xijiao. Chestnuts clenched their teeth and clenched their fists tightly. He was still too weak to protect his mother.

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