Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 49
As long as Jiang Fuyuan washed away the ghosts, Zhong Liefeng watched them on the tree.

"Finally washed." Jiang Fuyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, stood up and punched his sore waist from bending all the time.

Looking at the funerary objects that had been cleaned without a trace of ghostliness, she showed a satisfied smile.

The beauty's smile under the moon was the most endearing, but Zhong Liefeng felt sour in his heart at this moment.

She was once a young lady from a wealthy family, and the first husband she married was also a queen of the nobility. She must have lived a life where she had nothing to wear but food to eat, but now she is a widow in a remote country, alone and helpless with her two children. I even got up in the middle of the night to do laundry...

After all, he was sorry for her.

Zhong Lianfeng's hands holding the branches had veins popping out. He closed his eyes in pain and couldn't bear to look anymore.

"Give me some more time. When this is all over, I will never let you live such a miserable life again."

When he opened his eyes again, there was no one in the yard next door. Even the water basin had been taken away. Only the water stains splashing on the ground showed that someone had been here not long ago.

Zhong Lianfeng: ...It seems that his wife's physical strength is pretty good.

The next day, Jiang Fuyuan, who was thinking about making money to raise her cubs, stopped staying in bed and got up early to prepare for setting up a stall.

Bronze small tripod, tall wine vessels, earthen pots and pottery... and the Bo-Mo landscape painting, all brought along.

Afterwards, she rummaged through her jewelry box again. She couldn't touch Ke Xuesheng's relics, leaving them for the Zai Zai to think about later... She glanced at the few jewelry, and finally focused on the only emerald green jade bracelet.

This seems to be worth a lot of money, but she doesn't need it anyway, so she might as well sell it together to make the best use of it.

Unfortunately, the ideal is full and the reality is skinny. The first step of setting up a stall and reselling business was hindered. Jiang Fuyuan could not find a place to set up a stall.

Jingzhou is not like a small town in the countryside. All stalls must go to the jurisdiction to pay and register in advance to get a designated spot.

Jiang Fuyuan stood a little dazed on the crowded street, holding a huge package in her hands. The two Zai Zai followed her closely with small packages in their hands. The three of them looked weak, pitiful and helpless.

The lady selling clay dolls couldn't stand it, so she kindly asked, "Little lady, what are you selling?"

Jiang Fuyuan answered uncertainly: "...some antiques?"

aunt:"……"

Why does such a beautiful little lady look like she has a bad mind and is not sure about what she is going to sell?

It's a pity that these two beautiful little girls have to suffer with such a vain mother.

The aunt couldn't bear it, and kindly pointed out: "If you are selling antiques, you might as well go to the antique store in Jiudian and ask. This is not popular in Jiuzhen."

Compared with antiques that are castles in the air and have illusory prices, the people of Jiuheng are more willing to spend money on the reality in front of them, not to mention that few people in Jiuheng can afford the price of real antiques.

Feeling that the aunt was right, Jiang Fuyuan nodded and thanked: "Thank you, aunt. I will come back to your business after I sell out."

The aunt who only thought she was being polite smiled and waved her hand, indicating that she was not welcome.

Saying goodbye to the aunt selling clay dolls, Jiang Fuyuan walked towards the center of Jiudian.

The roads in Jingzhou are criss-crossed in a very regular pattern. The two main roads cross each other and extend in both directions. They are very friendly to Jiang Fuyuan. As long as she goes north along the main roads, she will definitely reach Jiudian.

After walking for less than half an hour, the scenery on the roadside was completely different. The houses were tall and grand, and the shop fronts along the way were spacious enough for more than five people to walk side by side. The prices of goods were astonishingly high from the shouts of hawkers along the street, and even candied haws were sold for ten cents each. , the pedestrians coming and going were obviously more upscale and gorgeous than the people in Jiuheng.

Without being reminded, Jiang Fuyuan knew that he had entered the realm of Jiudian.

Although Jiudian is located within Jiuheng, it is larger in area. It is not easy to find an antique shop that is not very popular among the many shops.

Ke Mingbai's short legs had been lying upside down for such a long time, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his white and tender face. Two groups of red blush stained his slightly baby-fat cheeks, making him look pitiful and cute at the same time.Ke Mingsong's physical strength is slightly better, but he is also sweating.

Jiang Fuyuan touched the little heads of the two Zaizai distressedly and decided to rest in the shadows of the roadside for a while.Putting down the baggage, she took her cubs and sat on a stone by the roadside, took out a dozen talismans and pinned them into a fan shape to fan them.

"Are you tired, baby and baby? Let's go buy candied haws on a stick later, okay?"

Ke Mingsong shook his head sensibly: "Mom, I'm not tired, and I don't eat candied haws, you can just buy it for your brother."

He is sensitive and observant. In just two days, he has realized the dilemma that his family may face.

Although Ke Mingbai hadn't seen through the truth about his family's poverty, he subconsciously followed his brother and said, "Mom, I don't want to eat candied haws."

The big tree behind him rustled, and a few leaves left the branches under the play of the wind, fluttering to the ground. The little boy's eyes lit up, he picked up a complete big leaf, and smiled happily: "Auntie, brother , do you think this looks like a big fan?"

As he spoke, he held the stem of the leaf and shook the leaf like Jiang Fuyuan.

"I also fanned my mother and brother. They are cool and not hot anymore!"

The two cubs were so sensible that it made people feel distressed. Jiang Fuyuan's heart softened. Before he could say anything, the chubby one behind him began to howl.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Jiang Fuyuan: ...Oh, it’s my kid!

With a flick of the eye knife, Xiaopang's whole body trembled.

Murderous!
He immediately covered his mouth and shook his head wildly: "Uh-huh--"

I'm wrong!
The speed of the apology left Jiang Fuyuan very speechless. Why did he feel that Xiaopang was becoming more and more like a human being, a bitch and a bitch.

Her ears were clean, Jiang Fuyuan rubbed Zaizai's hair and took out [-] coins: "My mother is rich, let's all eat candied haws."

She pointed to the candied haws hawker opposite and said softly: "Can you help me run a little?"

"Okay!" The two Zaizai agreed in unison, took the money and ran to the vendor across the street.

"Uncle, how much does three skewers of candied haws on a stick cost?"

The hawker lowered his head and saw two succulent little dolls standing in front of him holding hands, with two pairs of big dark eyes full of longing.

"Three strings and thirty coins." The vendor looked at the clothes of the two dolls calmly. They were very ordinary linen clothes. They were very clean, but it could be seen that they had been worn for a long time and some parts had been washed and turned white.

Thirty cents should be a huge amount of money for such a family...

He looked at the leaf held in the smaller child's hand, his heart softened, and he said softly: "It can also be a leaf."

Ke Mingsong noticed the candied haws hawker's gaze. He frowned and guarded his younger brother behind him.

"Three bunches of candied haws, thank you."

Lying quietly on the raised little hand was a handful of copper coins, exactly thirty coins.

Hawker: "..."

"Take it, thank you for your patronage."

After taking the candied haws, Ke Mingsong dragged his younger brother and ran back to Jiang Fuyuan, as if the person carrying the straw stick behind him was not the candied haws hawker, but the child abductor Yazi.

Vendor: ...Thank you, I was offended.

(End of this chapter)