The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 364 Saw

Liu was originally strolling on the street with Xiao Ayu by her hand, but because Xiao Ayu almost had an accident during last year's Flower Festival, Liu refused to let Xiao Ayu out of her sight this year.

"Mom, isn't that Uncle Bald?" Little Ayu suddenly saw a shiny bald head in the crowd.

The bald man turned his head to the side, and Xiao Ayu recognized him immediately.

Liu hadn't even reacted yet: "What bald uncle?"

Following Xiao Ayu's finger, Liu could only see a head.

A head with short stubble.

In Dachang, only two types of people are bald.

One type is monks who have taken vows and become nuns. They have a special method of shaving their heads, and generally speaking, their hair will not grow back.

Another type is criminals who have committed serious crimes, but whose crimes do not warrant the death penalty, and who will have their heads shaved.

After being released from prison, this type of person's hair will gradually grow back.

Liu had only heard of such people from storytellers; she never expected to actually see one in town.

Since more and more people from other places came to the town, all sorts of shady characters have somehow managed to sneak in as well.

She tightened her grip and pulled Xiao Ayu to her side: "Ayu, there's nothing interesting to see on the street. Let's go back first. It's more lively at home."

Little Ayu said "Oh," as she was about to go back with Liu Shi, but she also felt that the streets were too crowded today.

It feels even more crowded than last year.

Actually, it's just because Xiao Ayu has grown taller. Last year she could weave through the crowd's legs, but this year she can only squeeze between people.

[Honey, don't go yet. Do you remember the sugar pills I bought for you yesterday?]

Upon hearing Tuanzi's voice, Xiao Ayu immediately stopped.

Of course, Xiao Ayu remembers the sugar pills.

That was a candy pill worth 10 points, which Tuanzi would never normally be willing to exchange for.

But yesterday, Tuanzi exchanged this candy for Xiao Ayu and told her that there might be a mission.

Only then did Xiao Ayu resist the urge to eat it secretly.

"Is it for someone?" Little Ayu looked left and right, but unfortunately she was a bit short, and among the tall crowd, only a few heads could be barely seen.

[It's the bald uncle you just saw, and next to him is a man dressed in grayish-brown clothes with a silver sword at his waist.]

Many people wore grayish-brown clothes, but very few had swords at their waists.

After all, most of the people who come to the town are villagers from the surrounding area, as well as tourists, and they don't usually carry a sword.

Little Ayu tugged at Liu's sleeve: "Mother, can I play a little longer?"

Liu smiled and said, "Of course, but there are too many people now. Let's choose a less crowded place."

"I want to go to the inn. Liu'er and the teacher are helping write couplets there," said Xiao Ayu.

Since her daughter had made a request, Liu naturally agreed and immediately took Xiao Ayu's hand and headed over there.

The inn is not located in the most bustling part of Nanhe Street; on the contrary, it is located at the entrance.

That was also a side road leading to Puji Temple.

Upon arriving at the inn, we indeed saw Master Yang setting up a small stall with writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone laid out in front of him.

Liu'er is helping to grind the inkstone.

Master Yang's movements were fluid and graceful; he finished writing a piece of calligraphy in no time.

The person who received the letter thanked him happily and left in a hurry.

As luck would have it, a teacher from Aoki Academy was quietly admiring the scene from the side.

Master Yang's scholarship may not be as great as that of the teachers at Qingmu Academy, but he has excellent handwriting.

Even the teachers at Aoki Academy often praised him.

However, they did not quite agree with Master Yang writing calligraphy for the villagers for free.

After all, the scholars believed that all other pursuits were inferior, only studying was noble. Especially the calligraphy written by the Master—how could it be allowed to be casually viewed by ordinary people?

They wouldn't understand it either; it's like casting pearls before swine.

"Master Yang, Liu'er!" Little Ayu ran happily toward them.

When Liu'er saw Xiao Ayu, her eyes crinkled with laughter. She first greeted Liu Shi, and then said to Xiao Ayu, "Ayu, you're here too? Your house is very lively today. We haven't gone to congratulate you yet. Father said that after we write 10 more characters, we will visit your house."

Upon hearing this, Liu quickly said, "It's alright, it's alright, you should take care of the important business first."

Liu was also in the Yang family's private school. Although she wasn't a formal teacher, the children recognized her, and Master Yang respected her. As a result, the two families visited each other more frequently.

When Master Yang met Madam Liu, he smiled and exchanged a few pleasantries with her.

More than 30 candidates from the town passed the initial screening and went to take the preliminary examination. Eight of them went from the Wang family. Although only one of them passed, it shows that the Wang family can now be considered a family with a strong scholarly tradition.

In the town, if a family produces a scholar, it's considered a stroke of good fortune in the eyes of ordinary families.

Moreover, the seven children from the Wang family who failed the exam were not due to a lack of intelligence, but simply because they had only studied for a year and their knowledge base was insufficient. It was normal for them not to pass the exam.

But if they keep studying, they might be able to pass the exam next time.

By then, the Wang family will really have to look at them with new respect. Anyone with a brain will be waiting for them to start getting more involved.

Companionship during humble beginnings is far better than adding to someone's already splendid life.

Master Yang's attitude towards Lady Liu naturally became even more cordial.

The two started chatting, and the teacher from the nearby Aoki Academy looked down on Liu.

How can a woman be a teacher? Especially a woman with little education who only teaches children to recognize objects, yet she dares to bear the title of teacher.

He was actually somewhat ashamed to be associated with the Liu family.

It is evident that when Liu conversed with Master Yang, she showed no fear and even occasionally quoted classical texts, which changed his opinion of her somewhat.

Before we knew it, we were chatting together.

Seeing that Liu Shi wasn't paying attention to her, Xiao Ayu gently took Liu'er's hand and shook it, saying, "Good Liu'er, come with me to deliver something. I'll be right back."

Liu'er found it amusing: "You can go by yourself, why do you have to take me with you?"

"My mother won't let me go alone. As long as I take you with me, I won't be alone anymore!" Little Ayu winked slyly. "Let's hurry back, they might not have finished talking yet!"

This was Xiao Ayu's purpose; he knew that as long as Liu met Master Yang, the two would definitely exchange pleasantries.

Adults are always like this; no matter how much or how little they usually talk, they can't help but stand together and talk whenever they meet on the street.

They spoke, and that's how Xiao Ayu had time to complete her task.

Liu'er couldn't argue with Xiao Ayu, so she had no choice but to give in.

Ouyang Changjing was waiting for the coachman to push the carriage out when suddenly, his palm felt warm.

It felt like something had been stuffed inside.

Because of the large number of people, the guards protecting Ouyang Changjing could not get too close, which gave others the opportunity to get close.

After all, in a crowded place, you can't make room even if you want to.

Ouyang Changjing's first reaction was that there was an assassin.

He suddenly drew his sword and swung the blade backward.

It startled the people behind.

"What are you doing?!" The man patted his chest. "If you're not thinking straight, don't bring a sword out to play. What if someone gets hurt?!"

After saying that, the man left.

Ouyang Changjing then heard a little girl's voice: "Uncle, this candy is for you, remember to eat it."

He looked down at the sound and saw a little girl who was not even as tall as his waist, with her tiny, milky-white hands raised.

Her dark, bright eyes gazed at him, as if piercing through countless years, standing right in front of him.

boom!
"Ruan Ruan?!" he couldn't help but blurt out.

(End of this chapter)