Kill the sadistic male protagonist and become the emperor

Ying Hele agreed to Ren Baozhi's invitation on behalf of Ying Buhuan, so the group traveling to the West Market became a little bigger.

Although Ying Buhuan always gives off the aura of a street rogue, once you get to know him, you can still see the side of him that a kid of his age should have.

Along the way, Ying Buhuan kept chattering and showing off to Ren Baozhi.

After a while, she showed her her new clothes, saying that they were sewn by her mother herself, with fine stitches, and they would keep her warm.

After a while, she let Ren Baozhi touch her pony and said that her mother knew she liked horses, so she brought her to the West Market today to carefully select one.

Of course, both the fabric for the new clothes and the pony under her were bought with Ren Baozhi's money.

She also told Ren Baozhi that she originally wanted her mother to ride a pony, but her mother didn't know how to ride, so she would definitely teach her mother to ride a horse in the future.

This was the first time that Ren Baozhi saw Ying Buhuan so happy and talkative, and she cooperated very well to be a qualified listener.

Ying Buhuan said so much, and every word was related to her mother, which confirmed Ren Baozhi's previous guess about Ying Buhuan's fate.

It seems that Ying Buhuan's mother is the key person in changing the progress of her destiny. As long as their quality of life improves, the progress of rewriting Ying Buhuan's destiny will increase.

Therefore, Ren Baozhi also wanted to make friends with Ying Buhuan's mother, so he told them both about his plan to open a shop.

Seeing that Ying Hele seemed very interested after hearing it, Ren Baozhi briefly described his future plans and told the two that if they were willing, they could come here to make a living.

What worries Ying Hele and his mother the most is their lack of livelihood. They usually rely on Ying Hele to weave cloth to earn a little money.

It’s hateful that those who collect cloth know that Ying Helao, an orphan and a widow, is easy to bully, so they lower the price at will.

Ying Buhuan once privately found the man who collected the cloth and gave him a severe lesson. His original intention was to let the man know that the mother and daughter were not easy to bully, and asked him to buy A Niang's cloth at the market price.

As a result, the cloth collector not only stopped collecting his own cloth, but also exaggerated the story of Ying Buhuan bullying him.

As a result, many cloth shops stopped doing business with Ying He.

Nowadays, there is still a cloth shop that buys Ying He's cloth, but the price is much lower than before.

Ying Buhuan felt very guilty about this matter. It was because of his momentary impulse that A Niang's cloth could not be sold.

She was only trying to reduce the burden on her family, which led her astray.

Now that Ren Baozhi has taken the initiative to provide them and their daughter with another way out, how could they refuse?

Several people had a very pleasant conversation for a while.

Chen Lanyue listened to them talking non-stop. Although they were laughing and chatting happily, she suddenly felt a little lost and a little irritated.

But she didn't want to disturb their interest, so she quietly let go of Ren Baozhi's hand and walked to the back.

Ren Baozhi's left hand was free. He glanced at Chen Lanyue, then exchanged a glance with Yundu, signaling her to take care of Chen Lanyue's emotions.

Yundu nodded in response.

Ren Baozhi wanted Jiang Jingfeng to get reacquainted with Chang'an, which had become somewhat unfamiliar to her, so she deliberately slowed down her pace.

After seven years, it feels like a lifetime ago.

While listening to Ren Baozhi's plan for the newspaper, Jiang Jingfeng carefully observed the scene in Xishi.

The layout of West Market remains the same as it was seven years ago, but something seems to have changed.

It seemed to have become more prosperous, the shops had changed again and again, and the old lady selling candied haws that I was familiar with was no longer there.

Grandma’s candied haws are the most fragrant and sweetest in the entire West Market.

Every time she ate the first hawthorn in the candied haws, she always liked to suck the sweet outer layer of sugar coating. Every time she had to dissolve the sugar coating in her mouth first before she could slowly taste the hawthorn inside.

The sweetness of the sugar coating and the sourness of the hawthorn, the two flavors are distinct in the mouth and complement each other.

Then, the hawthorns with the sugar coating are put into the mouth, and the sourness and sweetness bloom together on the tip of the tongue, adding a bit of flavor.

The sour and the sweet, the past and the present, converge into a clear spring, flowing slowly into her heart, and then gently rising and falling on her heart, rippling layers of ripples.

As a result, her mood became like the candied haws in her childhood, sweet but also a little sour.

This feeling was new to her.

She suddenly felt an urge, wishing she had paper and pen right away, so she could put down everything she saw, thought, and felt, and let the words flow out of her pen like a clear spring, recording all the emotions that were so complex that they were difficult to express in words.

She was afraid of the darkness, afraid of being forgotten, and afraid of writing other people's stories over and over again.

From now on, her pen and her words will only add ink for herself.

She glanced at her chest and immediately burst out laughing. How could she have such a foolish thought? How could there be paper and pen in her arms?

People were busy in the crowded market. Their coarse cloth hairpins, their loud shouts, and their warm smiles made Jiang Jingfeng unable to take his eyes off them.

At the corner of the street, there was a middle-aged man selling fish on a shoulder pole.

The fish was jumping around in the basket, and the child was running and jumping around the bucket, playing and calling "Goddess, Goddess" all the time.

Occasionally, some passers-by would be attracted by the lively and cheerful appearance of the children, and a few business deals would be concluded as a result.

The child would then proudly puff out his or her chest and say, "My Lady, look how capable I am!"

Looking at the lively appearance of the child, Jiang Jingfeng felt ashamed of himself. Compared with that child, he was so timid, gloomy and taciturn.

I don't seem to see any life in myself.

She was so out of tune with everything around her, as if she didn't belong to this world.

Like a peeper hiding in the dark, peeping at other people's happiness.

Looking at the people around him, they seemed to have suddenly changed their faces, staring at him with strange eyes and pointing at him.

Jiang Jingfeng felt a sense of fear for no reason, and everything around her became increasingly blurred, which made her feel a little dizzy.

She wanted to shake her head to clear her vision, but she was afraid that her movements would attract other people's attention.

The most important thing is that she didn't want Ren Baozhi to find out that something was wrong with her, and she didn't want to cause trouble for others because of her.

Especially Ren Baozhi, she has done so much for her. Without Ren Baozhi, she doesn't know how many more years she would have wasted in that dark little house.

She mechanically followed Ren Baozhi's footsteps and dared not look up at her surroundings.

But the sound of the group of people whispering seemed to still linger in her ears, and gradually the sound turned into abuse, which lingered in her ears.