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Hong Chengyu was furious for a long time, but he didn't catch Meng Jiao. Instead, he accidentally bumped into Liu's father who was trying to stop the fight.

He didn't care about catching him, he turned around and hugged Father Liu in his arms.

"Wen Lang, are you hurt?"

Father Liu was dressed in plain clothes, showing the typical frail figure of this era.

It’s probably because the family has little money now, so not only does she have a plain face, but she also has only a plain hairpin on her head.

Seeing Hong Chengyu asking him questions, he immediately shook his body and barely held on.

"Nothing, I just feel a little stuffy in my chest. Can you please stop being angry, my wife?"

Meng Jiao hid on the other side of the millstone and admired her father's tea art. However, it seemed that he was not very skilled. Why did she cover her head when she said she felt stuffy in her chest?

Mother Hong reached out and took the person in her arms and took a look at him. She didn't care that she had no shoes on her feet, and walked towards the main hall with him in her arms. She coldly gave an order to the people behind her:

"Come in!"

Meng Jiao followed with her new shoes in hand and blinked quickly at Father Liu.

She didn't dare to sit down after entering the house, and quickly put the shoes away for her mother.

In fact, apart from the two chairs at the main seat, the other chairs in the house are all good, as shiny as donkey dung balls, and none of them make a sound when someone sits on them.

After putting on her shoes, Hong's mother felt better and let Mengjiao tell her everything.

Meng Jiao responded, but did not mention the fight that happened in the casino. She simply said that she was lucky, and then piled the remaining silver from her waist on the table.

"Mother, take those things outside to the escort agency tomorrow and divide them among my aunt and the other sisters-in-law."

Hong Chengyu was stunned for a moment, and took a quick glance at the silver on the table. It was at least five hundred taels.

This was what was left after the little girl bought all those things outside, so she actually won at least six hundred taels today.

You know, although Xishui City is not rich, it is also a border city of several counties.

Six hundred taels is at least enough for an ordinary family to live a stable life. How could the gambling house let her go so easily?

But seeing that the girl didn't look like she was hurt, she had to suppress her thoughts for the time being.

"Do you need to worry about my escort agency? Go to sleep. If you go to the gambling house again, I will break your legs!"

Meng Jiao pretended to hide for a while, but before leaving, she grabbed a handful of silver coins from the table and ran out.

"My daughter will buy you a roast goose. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Mother Hong raised her foot and her new shoes hit the door frame and fell to the ground.

"This stinky girl is really going to rebel."

Father Liu picked up the new shoes and squatted down to help her put them on. After a long while, he carefully looked at them with a look of joy on his face.

"Yuniang, do the shoes fit you well?"

Hong Chengyu was startled when he heard this, and moved his toes only to find that he did not feel any discomfort at all.

She traveled all over the country and learned footwork. The toes on her right foot were deformed from using too much force.

So, although the shoes may appear symmetrical to others, her right foot always hurts.

But her family was in financial difficulty and she didn't want Wen Lang to work too hard, so she just endured it and even didn't wear shoes when practicing.

Now the shoes on her feet are obviously one size larger for her right foot, which means that her daughter, who was once useless, has begun to feel sorry for her mother.

"Forget it, take the things to the escort agency tomorrow, and I'll pick two more servants for her."

Father Liu said nothing, but stood up and walked behind her to massage her shoulders and poured more wine.

What she added was the small jar of Bamboo Leaf Green tea that Mengjiao had just bought and had not opened.

Seeing this, Mother Hong coughed twice, stole a glance at Father Liu's expression, then took the wine glass and swallowed it in big gulps, silently adding,

"Then add someone who can run fast, and report to me quickly. I don't have to worry about her being beaten to death."

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On the second day, Meng Jiao slept all day long.

When she woke up, Liu's father had already sorted out the fabrics she bought yesterday, most of which were intended to be used to make new clothes for her.

After washing up and changing into a less colorful green dress, she simply tied up her long hair with a jade crown, then she went out with the glutinous rice chicken in her mouth.

Liu didn't even have time to tell her about the attendants she would be assigned, and in the blink of an eye she ran out of the alley.

Meng Jiao wanted to say hello, but she thought that she had laid enough groundwork last night.

In addition, the target of her mission was out, so she left home in a hurry.

After leaving Minxiang, Mengjiao headed straight to Yongle Street.

I took the money and bought all the things I didn't get last night because the store was closed.

At the end of Yongle Street, Mu Ziqiu leaned back in the carriage and closed his eyes to rest.

Soon Xiao Si opened the curtain with a bowl of icy lotus root meatballs.

"My lord, I bought it back, please try it."

Mu Ziqiu stood up, twisted his long hair in front of his chest and played with it in boredom, and casually pushed the bowl back to him.

"This young master won't eat it. You almost drooled over it that day because you wanted to eat it. I'll give you a reward."

Hearing this, Xiao Si curled his lips and was about to cry.

Mu Ziqiu shuddered at the sight and reached out his hand to poke him on the forehead.

"Hold it back, eat quickly and go find out where the girl from the Hong family went today."

"Oh, I'll go right away."

Soon, Meng Jiao's whereabouts were reported to Mu Ziqiu.

Upon learning that she was at the other end of Yongle Street, Mu Ziqiu immediately got off the carriage wearing a veil.

At that time, Meng Jiao happened to visit Yanzhi Tower, and thinking of Liu's father's simple and elegant face,

I thought that even though I didn’t need to put on lipstick or powder, I should at least buy some skin care products.

Rouge Tower, as the name suggests, sells rouge and powder, but in this world, most of the buyers are men.

So, when Meng Jiao walked in gracefully in a blue dress, many men who were shopping saw her and pretended to be indifferent and took a few glances at her.

Now that Meng Jiao has been corrected by the system, she has lost her original gloom and decadence.

Red lips, white teeth, delicate features,

Even though her figure was still slightly thinner than other women, her excellent temperament was enough to set her apart from ordinary people.

So when they saw her approaching, they all stopped what they were doing, wanting to know where she came from.

Do you have a husband? Who are you going to this rouge shop for?

Mu Ziqiu followed closely behind, but as soon as he stepped into the rouge shop, he sensed the strange atmosphere in the shop.

Looking at the faces of those who did not hide their excitement, he could not help but turn his gaze to the person who was picking things at the counter.

Xiao Si told him that this man was a rebellious gambler, and no matter how good-looking he was, he was just a face. Did these people really care about that?

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace. He wanted to see how beautiful she was. Could she be more beautiful than himself?

Meng Jiao was following the clerk at the counter to select styles. She looked back and forth and saw that they were either bright red or bright purple.

She felt a chill at the thought of taking this thing back and applying it on Liu Dad's face, so she could only focus on the only cheap but decent ointment among them.

Mu Ziqiu was standing behind her. Seeing her like this, he thought she was short of money, so he immediately reached out and silently handed her a silver note worth fifty taels.

"Did you forget to bring money with you?"

As soon as the voice came out, a smile flashed across Meng Jiao's eyes.

He pretended to be frightened and stepped back, then turned around and met the eyes of Mu Ziqiu, who thought he was about to be knocked down.

Instantly, her robes fluttered, and Meng Jiao's expression was filled with panic.

It felt inappropriate to reach out to rescue him, so Mo Lian's oil-paper umbrella came in handy.

The parachute wing was quickly opened, hooked onto Mu Ziqiu's lower back and then powerfully pulled him back.

The sleeves overlapped, the bodies pressed together,

Meng Jiao almost hugged him in her arms, but she didn't touch his skin at all.

"I'm sorry, sir, are you okay?"