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Chapter 223
The mushrooms in the mountain forest are already quite popular among the people in the city. The Zhangs and their daughters picked up baskets of mushrooms and randomly found a place to sit down in the market.

The mother and daughter had their own thoughts and had no intention of selling fungi.

Mu Qinghong didn't even bother to do something that was detrimental to her status, such as hawking. She snorted coldly, lowered her head rather absentmindedly, and twisted her clothes with both hands. Her face was gloomy, as if she was still there. Thinking about something.

Mrs. Zhang naturally knew what her daughter was thinking, so she patted Mu Qinghong's hand and coaxed her in a gentle voice: "Hong'er, after these fungi are sold, mother will take you to buy some sugar cookies to eat..."

Of course she could tell that as soon as she entered this bustling city, Mu Qinghong's thoughts were all on those beautiful and exquisite clothes, and she had no intention of selling mushrooms, but...the clothes sold in the clothing stores in the city were all for tailors. The silk and satin were carefully sewn, but they were something that poor people like them could not afford.

Seeing Mu Qinghong's gloomy look, Mrs. Zhang couldn't hold back a few words, so she had no choice but to coax her. At most, she could buy Mu Qinghong some cheap sugar cookies sold in the market, which cost only a few copper coins. The gadgets are things they can rarely afford nowadays.

Mu Qinghong was just sulking silently at first, but when he heard his mother's perfunctory words, he suddenly became angry and kicked the bamboo basket hard, making a "bang" sound. There was a muffled sound, and the basket full of fungi was almost kicked over.

Mrs. Zhang was startled, and quickly stretched out her hands to stabilize the basket of fungi, and then moved the basket to her side, fearing that her daughter would be discouraged and kick out all the fungi they had collected throughout the day. What a waste!

"Sugar cookies! Sugar cookies! I'm not a child, what do I want to do with that!?"

Mu Qinghong didn't care about the fungus at all. She stamped her feet in annoyance and started yelling, "Mom! Don't you know what I want? I don't want to be the only one who can only collect fungi for money every day." A shabby peasant woman! Do you understand!? I want to be a eldest lady, I want to have nice clothes to wear and delicacies to eat!"

Listening to her daughter's shouting getting louder and louder, many people even looked at her. Mrs. Zhang could only quickly and helplessly say in a good voice: "Hong'er, don't worry, mother has a way, you just listen first." Listen, there is a way for you to live a good life.”

As soon as he heard that he could live a good life, Mu Qinghong stopped talking angrily for a moment. There were still tears of anger in his almond eyes, but he calmed down and looked directly at his mother.

"Hong'er... My dear Hong'er, look at your beautiful big eyes and such a good appearance. You will still have the opportunity to marry a dignitary in the main city of Yue City in the future. By then, brocade clothes and satin will not be Let you choose?"

Mrs. Zhang coaxed her in a good voice, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Mu Qinghong showing a happy expression.

Although the mother and daughter had no intention of selling mushrooms, fortunately, the quality of the mushrooms in the forest was high enough. Within a short time, many people had already taken the initiative to ask about the price of the mushrooms.

Zhang carefully inquired about the approximate price of the mushrooms. It didn't take long to sell almost all of the large basket of mushrooms. Only the bottom layer of mushrooms was of average quality and had not yet been sold.

Until the last fungus was sold out, Mu Qinghong remained in a happy mood, with a smile in her almond-shaped eyes. She was already thinking about marrying into this noble family in Yuecheng and living a comfortable life.

When the mushrooms were almost sold, Mrs. Zhang took Mu Qinghong, and the mother and daughter stood up with the money they earned. "Mother...which family do you think the most noble young master in Yue City belongs to?" Mu Qinghong smiled happily, but she pulled her mother rather shyly and whispered frankly.

"This... this mother doesn't know." Mrs. Zhang turned her head and responded rather perfunctorily. When her eyes fell on the large piece of cloth covering the side of Mu Qinghong's face, she couldn't help but sigh sadly. Take a breath.

She had almost forgotten that Hong'er's pretty face had such a large tattoo for no reason. How...how should she marry a high-ranking official...

Which wealthy family would be willing to ostentatiously marry a prisoner with tattoos on his face? ?
Zhang's helpless sigh fell into Mu Qinghong's ears. She was stunned for a moment. Only then did Mu Qinghong vaguely react. She stood stiffly on the spot, slowly raised her hand, and looked through The piece of cloth that seemed to be covering up, caressing the bright tattoo on the side of his face, made his eyes widen immediately.

Since being engraved with this word, Mu Qinghong has been carrying that piece of cloth with her all the time. In addition, she deliberately forgot about it. As time went by, Mu Qinghong actually forgot that she had such a look on her face. A large engraved word was now caught in Zhang's eyes, and she immediately reacted.

"I...what should I do in the future?" Mu Qinghong let out an irritating exclamation, squatted down, covered her entire face tightly, and started crying loudly, like It seemed like he had suffered a huge blow.

She cried for a while, and her wails became louder and louder, until there were many passers-by watching the excitement around. Mrs. Zhang felt particularly embarrassed and hurriedly pulled her away, half pushing and half dragging.

After experiencing such an incident, the Zhang family and their daughter were not in the mood to wander around the city. Mu Qinghong cried and howled along the way, covering half of her face and crying non-stop. No matter how much Zhang family coaxed her, she had no effect. usefulness.

When Zhang and her daughter got on the carriage, Ruan He had already sat in the carriage and slept with his eyes closed, and then he opened his eyes when he heard vague movement.

Her eyes were not bad, and she could clearly see the redness in the corners of Mu Qinghong's eyes and the tears that had not yet been wiped off her face. Ruan He didn't bother to pay attention to the matter of the mother and daughter, and spoke calmly to the person in front of her. The coachman shouted: "Let's go."

After saying that, Ruan He heard the carriage driver happily reply with a "Hello", she continued to close her eyes and quietly catch up on her sleep.

Anyway, it would take an hour or two to go home from here, so Ruan He had plenty of time to sleep slowly.

Mu Qinghong took the handkerchief handed over by Mrs. Zhang, covered her face and wiped away the remaining tears, and wiped the engraved area heavily, as if she was trying to wipe away the big mark by wiping hard. Lettering.

The rub hurt her, so Zhang quickly grabbed her hand, and Mu Qinghong dropped the handkerchief feebly, with a look of despair on her face.

(End of this chapter)