I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

The two old ladies kept chattering all the way, their faces turning red as they argued.

When we arrived at the entrance of Nanjiao Market, we saw a dozen old women gathered there, chattering about something.

Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Huang just came out of their quarrel mode, looked at each other, and smoothly switched to cooperation mode.

The two people said in unison: "Bei, go over there and see what it does?"

"Let's not join in the fun. Let's quickly buy some firewood and fodder and go back."

For once, Ji Xiaobei didn't want to join in the fun. She was thinking about what she had just heard in the pharmacy.

"Bei, maybe there's something good. Did you forget that last time you said there were free snacks to try in the market? They were delicious!"

Ji Xiaobei: …

The last time she came here, she did come across a dim sum shop that had just opened. The shop was very stingy and cut each dim sum piece into the size of a fingernail for people to taste. People could only eat one piece at a time, which was not even enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.

After tasting it, the two children cried and asked their family to buy it for them. However, they were all poor and no one was willing to buy it. So the children were beaten by their family.

After Ji Xiaobei returned, he told this story.

The two old women's focus was not on the crying child or the stingy store owner, but on the free snacks in Nanjiao Market!

The two of them have been longing to go to Nanjiao Market.

Ji Xiaobei sighed and had to park the donkey cart aside.

Before the donkey cart came to a complete stop, two old women climbed down and trotted over there.

Ji Xiaobei: …

With these legs and feet, who would believe that Mrs. Lin has leg disease?

The two old ladies squeezed in in a few seconds and no one was seen anymore.

Ji Xiaobei also went over to take a look.

What on earth is it for? Why can it attract so many old ladies to watch?

Could it be that he is sending eggs by leaving his cell phone number?

No, no, what a mess! This happened in ancient times.

Ji Xiaobei was embarrassed to squeeze with the old ladies, so he waited outside.

Then I heard someone shouting, "Okay, these are all mine, don't grab them, don't grab them!"

Ji Xiaobei: This is Mrs. Lin’s voice.

Just as she was about to rush in, she saw Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Huang coming out with a stack of yellow paper in their hands.

"Hey, hey, hey, ladies, please don't take everything away. We still need to distribute it somewhere else..."

A farmer shouted.

"Got it. Wouldn't it be different if we two sent it to you? Leave it to us..."

As Huang Po spoke, she pulled Ji Xiaobei away.

Strangely, the three farmers did not chase them.

The three men hurried to the donkey cart and jumped on it.

"Xiaobei, hurry up!" the two old ladies shouted at the same time.

Ji Xiaobei drove Ma Debiao into the market.

"That's good, we have toilet paper!"

Mrs. Lin said, covering her chest.

Mrs. Huang also said with a smile: "Of course, this thing is soft and much better than a bamboo scraper. It always hurts every time I scrape..."

"I have to wash and dry them. It's so annoying!"

Hearing this, Huang Po became unhappy and said, "Boss, you have never washed it once. I washed it all. It's your turn next time..."

Two old ladies started arguing over washing a bamboo scraper.

Ji Xiaobei shook his aching head and stopped them loudly.

"Okay, we have paper, no need to wash the scraper, stop arguing, what is drawn on this piece of paper?" Ji Xiaobei asked.

The two old women were still not satisfied. Mrs. Huang punched Mrs. Lin, and Mrs. Lin kicked Mrs. Huang.

Huang Po covered her thigh that was sore from being kicked, and said with a grin, "The one looking for him said he was a 15-year-old boy. How could a boy this old be missing? He must be a fool, right?"

"Oh, it's this child, but looking at those farmers, they don't seem to be the kid's relatives, and they don't seem to be interested in finding him at all..."

Mrs. Lin took out a piece of paper from her bosom and said.

"If people were serious about it, could we get so much paper?"

The two old women started arguing again.

Ji Xiaobei silently took the yellow paper from Mrs. Lin and was stunned.

It’s the same person I saw at the toilet entrance last time.

"Mom, who do you think this person looks like?" Ji Xiaobei asked as he handed her the paper.

The two old women came over to look and shook their heads.

"I can't tell, and I can't read?"

Mrs. Lin shook her head and said.

Huang Po looked at him for a while and said, "Master, do you think he looks like Ah Qi?"

"Ah!" Mrs. Lin came closer, looked at him from all angles and said, "You know what, they really do look alike!"

"But the man just now said that the child is not short, he is much taller than our Ah Qi!"

"The age is right!"

Both of them looked at Ji Xiaobei at the same time.

Ji Xiaobei told them that he had also seen this portrait when he came to Nanjiao last time.

"Ah, no, it can't be Aqi, right?" asked Mrs. Lin.

Grandma Huang frowned and recalled: "The time I met Ah Qi, he was almost starving to death. I took him home, gave him some food, and gave him a few injections. Only then did he come back to life..."

"You two wait here, I'll go find those guys!" said Ji Xiaobei.

"Let's go too!"

The three men hurried to the door, but there was no sign of the man.

"Bei, what does it say on it?" asked Mrs. Huang.

Ji Xiaobei shook his head, indicating that he couldn't understand and was illiterate.

The three of them hurriedly bought their things and headed home, wanting to show Strait a look.

Ma Debiao ran very fast and arrived at the entrance of Mingyi Alley in a blink of an eye.

They were walking from west to east and were about to enter North Lane when they saw a carriage coming from the east. The two carriages stopped at the entrance of Mingyi Lane.

Ji Xiaobei sat on the donkey cart and glanced at the horse-drawn carriage opposite.

Familiar! It's the master and servant.

The curtains on the carriage were opened by a pair of slender hands, revealing a thin, plain face, which glanced at Ji Xiaobei coldly.

Ji Xiaobei looked back coldly and unceremoniously.

Meeting Ji Xiaobei's cold gaze, Mrs. Gui lowered the curtain.

The little maid on the other side poked her head out, rolled her eyes, and glared at Ji Xiaobei fiercely:

"Don't block my wife's way, stand back!"

Ji Xiaobei is a soft-hearted person. If she spoke nicely, she would definitely not compete with the lady for the deal. They would meet each other sooner or later, and she didn't want to make the relationship awkward.

Ji Xiaobei snorted coldly, and just as he was about to speak, Mrs. Lin opened the curtain of the donkey cart, smiled at the little maid and said, "Miss, please go first!"

Then he said to Ji Xiaobei: "Bei, step back and let Madam pass first. Madam's time is precious, we are not in a hurry."

Ji Xiaobei swallowed the words on his lips and asked Ma Debiao to step back.

The little maid was not grateful at all. She whispered, "Why are all these peasants coming to Mingyi Lane? It's really weird!"

After hearing this, Mrs. Lin's smile suddenly fell. She angrily lowered the curtain and said to Mrs. Huang, "The little maid is more powerful than her mistress. This is really unbelievable!"

The coachman cracked his whip and walked inside.

Ji Xiaobei also flicked his donkey whip and followed him into the alley.

The carriage stopped at the gate of Magnolia Courtyard, and the master and servant got out reluctantly.

She was walking on the bluestone road with exquisite embroidered shoes, wearing a light blue dress, simple jewelry on her head, a white neck and a slender waist.

Ji Xiaobei looked at his wife's back and sighed in his heart: She is a beauty, but she doesn't know how to deal with people and has ruined such a beautiful body.