The younger sister-in-law falsely accused the sickly uncle and ran away with the baby

"Ha! Could this red powder be transformed from the raging fire of Tianshan Mountain?"

A bearded merchant bit off half a piece of mutton fat kidney, his beard covered with chili seeds. "It's delicious! Stronger than the desert storm in Loulan!" He suddenly took out a bag of silver coins and slammed it on the table. "This devilish spice, fill ten camels with it!"

The clerk was so frightened that he kept waving his hands. "No! You can eat the food, but we can't sell you this ingredient. Our boss won't let us."

The bearded Hu Shang's face darkened instantly. "What do you mean? Do you look down on me? Don't you want to sell this to me?"

The guy was annoyed by his relentless and aggressive attitude, but he still remembered what Yu Ruyue had said before, so he kept smiling and explaining. However, Hu Shao was really tempted by this thing and wanted to buy it back so that the people in their place could also taste it.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Ruyue immediately called over a man dressed as a patrol officer and whispered a few words in his ear. The man nodded repeatedly and walked over with his brothers to talk to the Hu merchant.

Although the Hu merchant was not happy, he had no choice but to leave with a small bag of barbecue ingredients on someone else's territory.

He was still mumbling, "It's better to have something than nothing."

Halfway through the walk, he turned back, leaving the guy with a helpless look in his eyes, but he still faced him with a smile, "What else do you need?"

Hu Shang held up one finger, then felt something was wrong and held up five more. "Give me 500 kebabs!"

The guy was wailing in his heart, wondering where this devil came from. He might have broken his arm after 500 strings of food!

The people behind him were also very dissatisfied when they heard this request.

"You bought all the lamb skewers, so what are we going to eat?"

"Yeah, are you trying to tire someone out by buying so much?"

"If you want to cause trouble, we'll report you to the police. If you want to buy something, just tell them nicely. Don't think you have any special privileges just because you look weird!"

Hu Shang really wanted to eat 500 skewers, but looking at the waiter with a resentful face and the diners waiting anxiously behind him, he could only change 500 skewers to 50.

He decided to stay in this inconspicuous town for a while just for the kebabs.

Seeing that the situation over there had stabilized, Yu Ruyue felt relieved and took the two children to continue patrolling forward.

The journey was very lively and we soon arrived at the theater!

After entering, a ten-meter-long silk cloth suddenly dropped from the second floor of the theater, with ink splashes painting the scenery of the Grand View Garden. The storyteller struck the sandalwood board, and the silk cloth moved without wind, and the shadow of Daiyu burying flowers was cast on the gauze.

"This...is this a shadow play?" The silk shop owner dropped his teacup to the ground. "How can it be so lifelike?"

The others also gasped when they saw the scene in front of them. How could there be such a lifelike movie? It was as if the person was performing in front of them!

Everyone opened their eyes wide and watched intently, not missing a single detail!

Everyone remained silent, even their breathing was very quiet, for fear of disturbing the storyteller's thoughts.

On the other side of the wall, there was a sudden sound of metal clashing, and six iron monkeys descended from the sky on tightrope. The last monkey held a golden stick in his hand, and the silk thread on it controlled him to scratch his ears and cheeks, making a series of very clever movements.

The audience erupted in excitement. The teahouse accountant pulled his beard and cheered, "This monkey looks even more intelligent than the real monkey!"

When An An and Ning Ning saw this and heard that Sun Wukong had made a big fuss in Heaven and was pressed under the Five Finger Mountain again, waiting for Tang Monk to come, their eyes were filled with tears and they were angry.

How could the people in heaven be so unreasonable? They clearly asked people to be officials, but secretly did such humiliating things. The two children's faces turned red, their eyes were wide open with anger, and they couldn't move an inch.

Yu Ruyue took the two children upstairs and pressed a few buttons on a wall, and a secret room appeared. This was the place with the best view of the whole place. Not only could one hear the story of "Journey to the West" clearly, but one could also see what was being performed on the stage next door.

She called two maids and asked them to bring some cakes and food.

An An and Ning Ning were indeed a little hungry after being together for such a long time, so they sat there and ate while listening to the storyteller telling stories below.

Meanwhile, on the next stage, the play was about the Marquis's family reunion. The fake daughter suddenly snatched the poisoned wine and said, "Sister, do you know how many arrows and arrows I've blocked for you in the past ten years?" A lady in the audience suddenly stood up, her pupils wide, her pearl hairpins trembling, and her face full of certainty, "This storybook must have glimpsed Mr. Li's family affairs!"

Ningning shook her pigtails and giggled: "No! Mother taught them!" Because they were very hidden up there, no one heard what Ningning said.

When the story came to an end, the two children and the audience below wailed in unison.

"Ah! Why did it end so suddenly? Why didn't you continue?"

"Yes! Can the tight-fitting curse be removed?"

"What's going on with the real and fake daughter? Are the real daughter's parents and brother mentally ill?"

"What will happen to Daiyu and Baoyu next?!"

Everyone couldn't help but start discussing the plot.

An An and Ning Ning couldn't help but look up and ask, "Mother! Where are Master Wu Chengen and Master Cao Xueqin now? What exactly did they go through? They were able to write such wonderful stories. Can we come over tomorrow to listen to the rest of the story?"

Yu Ruyue smiled and patted the two children's furry heads. "Mother doesn't know where the two masters are. If you like, you can come again tomorrow."

The two children instantly raised their hands and jumped up and down happily.

"However!" Yu Ruyue changed the subject, "There is one condition. When you go back tonight, you must memorize the multiplication table."

An An and Ning Ning's smiling faces instantly fell, but thinking about coming over tomorrow to listen to the follow-up of the story with everyone, they clenched their fists, full of fighting spirit, "Don't worry, Mom! We've been studying for so many days! I'm sure we can memorize it."

Yu Ruyue nodded in satisfaction and led the two children out. The two children, who were originally going back to memorize their lessons, once again stood in front of the sugar painting stall. An An watched the old craftsman use a copper spoon to outline the golden hoop stick. "Grandpa, is this really the shape of the iron ball that Sun Wukong ate when he was pressed under the Five Elements Mountain?"

The old craftsman's hand trembled, and the sugar filaments swirled in the air. "Young Master, that's a brilliant question! When I was young and a soldier, I saw a mural depicting a monkey. That monkey was also called the Monkey King." He suddenly lowered his voice, "It's exactly the same as the one in the theater today!"