Dressed as a farmer's little blessing, the road to escape the deserted

"You'll know when you go." Liu Zhiheng smiled and pretended.

The carriage kicked and trampled all the way forward, and the tea time reached the busiest commercial street.

This commercial street was originally the center of the city, full of shops.

There are cloth villages and banks, taverns and tea houses, jewelry shops, calligraphy and painting shops, and rouge shops.

Since the capital was moved here, the population in the city has increased suddenly, and the commercial street has become even more lively. Every day seems to be exploding.

Li's second son had never been here before, so he opened the curtain of the car curiously to have a look.

"It's really lively here? I thought our hot spring valley was very good, but now it compares with it, it really pales in comparison."

"Haha, of course, people from the whole city come here to walk around." Liu Zhiheng said with a smile, "Although the hot spring valley in your home is a good place, your family just refuses to let more people into the valley. We welcome a hundred and ten guests."

Second Li shook his head, "People in our village are not greedy, they just want to live in peace and stability, and earn a little income. Besides, the valley is a place for bathing, if there are too many guests, it is easy to cause trouble."

Liu Zhiheng couldn't help giving a thumbs up, "I have to say, your family members are really very smart. You know, everyone wants to earn more money."

While the two were talking, the carriage stopped in front of a teahouse. The two got off the carriage, went upstairs, and entered a private room.

Both Mr. Wen and Mrs. Cui were in the room, and they were pleasantly surprised to see Li's second child.

"Why did Mr. Er come here? What a coincidence!"

The second Li hurriedly saluted, blushing a little, and replied: "Mr. Wen, Mrs. Cui, others are fine. You walk around with the family and get close, so you know that I don't have any fame, and I can't bear the title of Mr. Yusheng. You should still call me Yusheng." Just fine."

Mr. Wen and Mrs. Cui were not polite, and took advantage of the opportunity to invite him to sit down and drink tea together.

Li Laoer was even more puzzled, what was it that brought these three together.

But he didn't ask, instead he talked about something else, "Mr. Wen, my mother sewed two pairs of shoes for you and put them in Brother Liu's car. Don't forget to take them with you when you go back later."

There was a smile in Mr. Wen's eyes, and he quickly responded: "Okay, I'm bothering my aunt again."

Mrs. Cui also asked: "The day before yesterday I asked Sister-in-Law Qiong to go back to deliver snacks to Fu Niu. I heard...that girl still has a low fever. How is she doing now?"

After all, this is a tea house, afraid that the walls have ears, Madam Cui was very cautious not to say the word Hou Ye.

The second brother Li understood, and replied: "I'm much better today, the fever has subsided, and I just need to wait for it to be taken care of slowly. The fourth child and the others went into the mountains to catch a lot of wild pigeons, and made soup every day. I heard that this is good for healing wounds. "

Everyone nodded, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

People like Suijintan are really amazing when they say it.It's just ordinary people, but they seem to have some peculiar abilities, which make people feel particularly easy to have a sense of belonging.

The majestic Marquis of Xinting, the emperor's cousin, holds a heavy army, and is an existence that everyone looks up to and envies even in this new capital.

As a result, Lord Hou didn't live in the Hou Mansion, and instead of going to banquets to make friends with dignitaries, he liked to nest in Suijintan.

Even when he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, he never returned to Xindu.

And the people in the village are indeed kind people, even if their strength is very small, they will do their best to repay.

Not to mention Lord Hou, just the three of them, one is the daughter of a scholar, the former wife of Zhenbei Hou, one is a censor from a scholarly family, and the other is the eldest son of an old family. Isn’t it because of Li’s family affairs at this moment that they are gathered here ?

In this world, money is easy to get, but sincerity is too hard to find.

What they are doing, that is, the sincerity of the Li family, is for the truth of Suijintan.

At this time, there was a sudden noise downstairs, and everyone looked sideways out of the window.

Not far from the commercial street, a group of people came wearing hemp and filial piety.

On the carriage in the middle of the team, there was still a pitch-black coffin being pulled, and the carriage was surrounded by spirit flags, which made it frightening no matter how you looked at it.

At first, the man seemed to be in his 30s, throwing paper money while walking, while the two women behind were crying miserably.

"Father, woo woo, why did you just leave like this, what will you do if you leave us behind!"

"Father, your death was wronged, your death was so miserable!"

"God is not open!"

There were already a lot of people on the commercial street, but when such a group of people came suddenly, everyone was surprised, and they stepped aside in front of the shops on both sides to discuss.

"What happened?"

"I don't know, listen to the boss, this man has something to say!"

At this time, the convoy stopped in front of a restaurant, and the man in the lead threw paper money all over the floor, and finally pointed at the door of the restaurant and yelled, "Look, everyone, it's this Sihaiju. Poison and kill my father!"

All the onlookers were shocked.

If the owner of a restaurant poisons the food, wouldn't everyone who ate there be worse? !

The two women also cried pitifully.

"Hey, my father ate here the day before yesterday. After returning home, he has been running to the latrine. The doctor couldn't stop him from prescribing medicine. He couldn't hold on last night. He finally went."

"Whoa, Sihaiju has killed someone, is there anyone who can make decisions for us common people!"

In Four Seas, there were still many people eating, seeing this, they all threw away their chopsticks and ran out, looking panicked.

They ate a lot just now, so they were also poisoned?

Some people scratched their throats, some people turned pale, and they were all extremely annoyed.

The shopkeeper and the boy of Sihaiju also ran out to appease everyone in a panic.

"Guests, don't panic. Our Universal Residence has always had an excellent reputation. How could we do such a thing? It must be a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

There were also neighbors from the left and right shops who stood up and helped.

"Yes, Cosmopolitan Residence has been open for more than ten years, and there has never been such a thing!"

"Yesterday, I invited friends to dinner here, and there was no problem. It must be a misunderstanding!"

The shopkeeper of the restaurant kept bowing his hands in gratitude, "Thank you for your honest words, the incident happened so suddenly, I am also at a loss!"

The middle-aged man in filial piety didn't care about this, and started to curse, "You are all neighbors, you are the same breed, of course you have to help Sihaiju to speak! But my father is dead, he was killed by Sihaiju! I went to your boss yesterday Yes, your boss said that he would give me an explanation, but there has been no movement until this time today.

"This is when our family is easy to bully! My father died miserably, a good man, he died of diarrhea and diarrhea! As a son, I haven't been filial to him, and he is gone! Dad, my son is sorry for you Ah! Dad, you died so badly!"

The middle-aged man became more and more sad as he talked, he raised his head and cried loudly, beating his chest with his fist, making a loud bang.

Such pain and remorse made everyone who watched feel sad.

The son wants to support, but the relative does not wait!

The shopkeeper of the restaurant was sweating profusely. Hearing what this person said, the boss should know about this matter and wanted to press it down, but they couldn't reach an agreement, so he came to make trouble.

"Hurry up and find the boss!" He urged the boy to go to the south of the city to find someone, but the boy squeezed out of the crowd and quickly disappeared.

The family seemed to have made up their minds to make a fuss to the end, and the howling became louder and louder, directly blocking half of the street.