Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 53

What about people? !
Zhong Lianfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, his body suddenly stopped, and his heart beat violently uncontrollably, as if it was about to burst out of his chest the next moment.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. There was wind under his feet, his eyes were like knives, and he quickly filtered the people passing by.

There is nothing wrong with this person, this person is just an ordinary person... Who, who is he...

Could it be Xu Chen?
No, it's impossible, he doesn't have the guts.

Or did the Dao Palace send someone else, but he didn't notice it?
Zhong Lianfeng hated himself for being so impatient. He knew he was in the middle of the game, so he couldn't hold back and still approached them...

If something happened to her and the children, he would never forgive himself in his life.

His rapid breathing brought a stinging pain in his throat filled with the smell of blood. Just when Zhong Liefeng's eyes were red and he was about to go straight to the Second Prince's Mansion for help, he heard a familiar voice.

"...Wrap it all up."

The three figures that haunted him stopped in front of a clay doll stall. The stall owner's eyes widened as if she was surprised.

"You, do you really want it? This clay doll is inedible, so you really don't need to buy so many..."

"It's okay. I have my own uses. Madam, just wrap it up."

It wasn't until she took the three taels of silver from Jiang Fuyuan that the lady selling clay dolls was sure that the young lady in front of her was not joking.

The aunt smiled happily, crossed and knotted the four corners of the doily, tied it up with a rope and handed it to Jiang Fuyuan.

"They're all here! But...little lady, these are not light. How do you take them back?"

After regaining his breath, Zhong Lianfeng silently stretched out his hand: "Give it to me, I'll get it."

The low voice came very close, startling Jiang Fuyuan. When she turned her head, she realized that Zhong Lianfeng had stood behind her at some point.

"Why are you here?"/"Uncle Zhong!"

Her question and the affectionate voices of the cubs rang out at the same time.

Zhong Lianfeng licked his dry lips and slowly made an excuse: "I'm here to buy something too."

What does the general need to buy himself?Do you think she is a fool?

But seeing the shining eyes of the Zaizai and the corner of Zhong Liefeng's clothes that had been secretly pinched by the Zaizai at some point, Jiang Fuyuan pursed her lips and did not expose him.

[Free labor is not used in vain. 】

"Then thank you General Li for your hard work."

Jiang Fuyuan simply handed over the big bag, led the two Zaizai, and turned around to walk towards home.

"……bell."

Qianying didn't seem to hear anything and was walking on her own. The two cubs looked back at him as they walked. Zhong Lianfeng smiled bitterly, picked up a big bag full of clay dolls, and caught up with them in two or two steps.

The clay dolls rubbed and collided with each other in the bag, making subtle ding-dong sounds as the steps swayed.

Jiang Fuyuan glanced at the big bag and frowned slightly: "If the general can't lift it, I can do it myself."

She has another use for the clay doll inside. If it gets damaged by a knock, wouldn't it be a waste of three taels of silver?

Zhong Lianfeng heard a hint of disgust in her words, and silently raised his arms to make the big package more stable.

"...Little lady, aren't you very short of money? Why did you buy so many clay dolls?"

He had been holding back the question of money for a long time. He had wanted to ask it for a long time, and now he took advantage of Nidu's excuse to mention it.

The monthly limit of 50 taels of silver was set after careful consideration after he observed the prices in Jingzhou. It stands to reason that this amount of money can fully meet the daily needs of the three of them without causing unnecessary trouble by showing too much wealth.

Jiang Fuyuan was confused: "Why do you think I am short of money?"

Although she is indeed short of money.

"...Didn't you even sell the bracelet?"

Women will not sell their jewelry unless absolutely necessary.If he remembered correctly, that bracelet was still her dowry.

Zhong Liefeng silently began to review whether the money he had given her was indeed too little. Otherwise, how could his wife have needed to sell her dowry?
"Oh, that." Jiang Fuyuan said lazily, "That was a gift from my ex-husband. It's useless to keep it. It's better to sell it and exchange it for cash."

Zhong Lianfeng: ...sold well!

Walking all the way to the alley, Jiang Fuyuan stopped and reached out to pick up the big bag.

"My home is almost here. Thank you General Li for your help. Just give me the next thing." Zhong Lianfeng weighed the heavy bag: "It's only a few steps away. Let me help you carry it home."

"No more."

Zhong Lianfeng:? ? ?You have been mentioning it all the way, but now you are suddenly polite?
Jiang Fuyuan looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to them, then lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Hasn't the general heard that there is a lot of trouble in front of the widow's door?"

Zhong Lianfeng:......

As if afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Jiang Fuyuan pointed at herself: "Widow."

Then he pointed at Zhong Lianfeng.

"Right and wrong."

Zhong Lianfeng: ...I almost forgot about this.

Sighing, he handed the big bag over and said thoughtfully: "This thing is quite heavy. If you can't carry it at once, just carry it several times. I can help you watch it here."

"Need not."

Jiang Fuyuan, who has been nourished by the power of faith, is no longer what she used to be. She lifted the big bag with a gentle lift of her green-white hands, like a little chicken. The clay doll in the bag didn't even make a sound of collision. .

Zhong Lianfeng was stunned: "Li, awesome."

Jiang Fuyuan smiled back and looked down at the cubs.

The Zaizai shouted in unison: "Goodbye, Uncle Zhong."

The little boy pouted and added with nostalgia: "Uncle Zhong, can Xiaobai come play with you in the future?"

He really liked the smell of Uncle Zhong, a smell that made him feel at ease and couldn't help but want to get closer.

Zhong Lianfeng lowered his head and rubbed Xiao Zai's little head, and said with a smile: "Okay, I will come to Xiao Bai to play when I have time in the future."

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Ke Mingbai reluctantly let go of his little hand and stood next to his mother.

The three of them remained motionless.

Zhong Liefeng, who originally planned to watch the mother and son go home:?

"You...won't you go back?"

Jiang Fuyuan replied with a smile: "Didn't the general say that we are on our way? The general invites you first."

Does this count as shooting yourself in the foot?

Zhong Lianfeng couldn't help but close his eyes. When he opened them again, he returned to his usual careless appearance and said with a smile: "Then Zhong will take his leave first. We'll see you later, little lady."

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the general's mansion under the watchful eyes of Jiang Fuyuan and the two Zaizai.

The little boy said with starry eyes: "Wow, Uncle Zhong lives next door to us!"

The eldest son also couldn't hide the happiness on his face: "Mom, Uncle Zhong and we are really destined!"

Jiang Fuyuan hummed, looked away and smiled with an unknown meaning: "Yes, I am destined..."

After returning home, Jiang Fuyuan wiped the faces of the cubs and changed their clothes. After sending the second baby to watch the eldest baby practice calligraphy, she had time to pack up the pack of clay dolls.

She took out the clay dolls one by one and placed them on the windowsill like a queue.

The aunt has very skillful hands, and these clay dolls are all cute and lifelike. The clay dolls placed together on a window sill look like a shrinking crowd, which looks quite lively.

Xiaopang reached out to touch it curiously. As soon as his fingers came into contact with one of the little clay figurines in a red jacket and green pants, a strong suction force swept over him instantly.

"Ahhhh-"

He couldn't help but scream: "Master - save me -"

Jiang Fuyuan slapped away the ghost hand that was on the clay doll's head: "Can't you find someone of the same gender for your upper body?"

She paused and asked her soul: "Or are you actually a woman?"

　Jiang Fuyuan: So he is the general that Uncle Zhao said could be killed if his signboard fell down?
　　Uncle Zhao: It’s not me, I didn’t say it!

　　Ma, who was left alone on the street: Oh, no, didn't you find something missing?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)