On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

It was a very unfamiliar face.

Yan Ruyu had never seen it before.

But Yan Ruyu remembered the child she held in her arms when she got off the car.

Huo Changhe also saw it and looked at Yan Ruyu.

"That is?"

The two understood each other.

The carriage slowed down and Yan Ruyu turned on the lights in the carriage.

Counting silently in my mind.

Just counted to three.

Then the woman said, "Please wait a moment."

Yinding walked a little further before he stopped the carriage. He didn't get off the carriage, but sat in the front and twisted his fat body, "Are you calling me?"

Without waiting for the woman to answer, Yinding said again: "Master, Madam, the young lady in the carriage next to me is calling me."

Huo Changhe said in a deep voice: "If that's the case, then go and take a look."

"Yes."

Yinding pushed the carriage back a little, jumped off and came to check.

"what happened?"

The driver said quickly: "I don't know what happened, and I don't know what's wrong. It's so dark, it's really..."

The little boy in the woman's arms started crying again, clamoring for his mother.

The woman had no choice but to say to Yinding: "Excuse me, brother, can you repair the car? Please help us take a look."

Yinding bent down and walked around the car: "It seems that the frame under the car is broken."

The driver was dumbfounded when he heard this: "This...what should I do?"

Yinding touched the back of his head and said, "If the frame is broken, you can only find a car dealer to fix it. You can't fix it yourself."

The little boy cried louder and louder, and the woman was really frustrated.

"Fatty," Yan Ruyu's voice came from the car, "Ask the young lady if she wants a ride to give them a ride."

Yinding: “…” Just act, why call him fat!

"My dear, did you hear that? My wife is kindhearted and is the kindest person in the world. She is willing to give you and my young master a ride. I wonder if you are willing?"

There was no mention of unwillingness at this moment, and the woman had no choice at all.

I had no choice but to agree.

"Thank you very much," the girl said to the driver, holding the little boy in her arms. "You drive the rickshaw back to the city and repair it. I will take this young man's rickshaw and leave."

Inside the car, Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe had quickly and simply changed their appearance, darkening their skin tone and eye sockets. Huo Changhe put on some fake beard and changed into an ordinary cloak, looking like an ordinary rich man.

Yan Ruyu's face was painted a little yellow, her eyebrows and lips were thicker, and a mole was dotted on her chin. Her hair slightly covered her face, making her look like she had just recovered from a long illness.

The woman held the child outside and said, "I am sorry to bother you."

Yan Ruyu said softly: "It's okay, please come up."

After lifting the curtain and getting in the car, the woman looked up at Yan Ruyu.

Seeing that her face didn't look good, she leaned against the pillow, her whole body was soft and she had no attacking power.

The woman's heart relaxed instantly. She glanced at Huo Changhe from the corner of her eye, but didn't see anything unusual.

She then showed a little smile on her face: "I'm so sorry, it's too late, the carriage is too fast to be repaired, and the child is still making a fuss."

Yan Ruyu smiled and said, "You're welcome. We're going that way too. Where are you going? I can give you a ride."

"We are going to Liujiazhuang. It's not far ahead."

Yan Ruyu nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

The little boy still kept crying: "I want my mother, I want my mother."

The woman was helpless and coaxed him in a low voice.

Yan Ruyu's eyes gradually turned suspicious: "Young lady, aren't you his mother?"

Seeing Yan Ruyu's obvious suspicion, the woman said bitterly: "No, I am his aunt, and he is my sister's child."

"My sister and brother-in-law are doing business in the city, and sometimes they can't take care of him, so they let me take care of him. The child is a little shy, so..."

Yan Ruyu was half-believing and half-doubting: "What kind of business is it that would not have time to take care of your own children?"

The woman knew that if she didn't say something at this point, Yan Ruyu would not be able to give up her suspicion of her.

I'm not afraid of suspecting her, but if other complications arise, such as reporting to the police, that would be troublesome.

"It's in the spice business. You know, there are many kinds of spices, and many of them are not allowed to be touched by children. My sister runs a small business and doesn't hire any assistants, so she has to do it herself. She wears perfume all day long, so she really can't take care of him."

Yan Ruyu raised her nose and sniffed. There were indeed a lot of scents on this woman, mixed together.

Normal people would not use incense in this way, but those who make and sell incense would certainly do so.

People like Huo Zhongmao often have various scents on their body.

"I see," Yan Ruyu nodded, the suspicion in her eyes faded away, and she motioned Huo Changhe to give the child some candy.

The little boy didn't like to eat it and sniffed timidly.

Yan Ruyu covered her face with her sleeves and took out a small cloth tiger from the space. It was a new one. She had originally planned to buy it for Rui Ge'er, but she hadn't had time to give it to him yet.

When the little boy saw the little cloth tiger, his eyes suddenly brightened and he stopped crying.

Huo Changhe handed the little tiger to him. He blinked and looked at the woman. The woman nodded, took the lantern from his hand and blew it out.

Yan Ruyu's gaze passed over the lantern inconspicuously, and then moved away lightly.

The woman smiled and said, "Thanks, ma'am. I wonder where you two are from. You don't sound like locals."

Yan Ruyu nodded: "Good hearing, I'm not from here, but my husband is, and now that I'm married to him, I'm also from here."

Upon hearing this, the woman looked at Huo Changhe openly.

"I wonder what you two do for a living?"

Yan Ruyu coughed twice and said, "Trading tea and furs, buying and selling, it's nothing but hard-earned money."

What she said was consistent with the impression they gave to the woman at the moment: not poor, but not overly rich either, just right.

"That's not bad."

"Where is your sister's spice shop? We can go there some other day to get more supplies, and maybe we can buy some spices to sell."

The woman was startled, then lowered her eyes and said, "Their small shop is nothing compared to your business. It's just an inconspicuous little shop on Donghua Road, usually serving some peddlers or something."

She wore jade bracelets on her hands, and the tips of her shoes that showed under her skirt were made of the finest silk brocade.

Let alone the gold and jade hairpins on her head. Just these two items are not enough for a small shop to provide business for a peddler.

But Yan Ruyu didn't ask. From the very beginning, she didn't believe what the woman said.

At this time, the carriage slowed down, and Yinding said outside: "Madam, we are almost at Liujiazhuang."

The woman hugged the little boy in her arms and took the little cloth tiger over.

When the little boy saw the cloth tiger being taken away, he felt like crying again.

Yan Ruyu said, "No need to take it. Meeting by chance is fate. I think this boy is very cute, so I'll give it to him."

Yan Ruyu looked at him with a smile: "What's your name?"

The little boy said in a baby voice: "Brother Zhuo."

Zhuo Ge'er.

Sure enough it was him.

Yan Ruyu was sure that she had not admitted her mistake.

He is the child of Shen Wenqi and Yu.

The child who had already "died" in the fire.