Some people are timid at heart and only become strong when they want to protect others.
The news last night made Tang Ru, who was calm in Tinglan Xiaozhu, restless all night, and the rumors on the streets in the early morning made him even more uneasy because he was not in good spirits.
Mr. Tinglan obviously knew Tang Ru's condition very well. After the morning class, he went to his house specially, pulled him outside, talked, relaxed, and soothed his mood. After having lunch together in the street, he took him out. The old gentleman, who felt a little at ease, was sent home.
After comforting Tang Ru, Mr. Tinglan headed back home. When passing by the vegetable market, he saw a few vegetable vendors selling vegetables. With a thought, he picked some vegetables to add some color to the evening meal.
Walking further, I found a little girl guarding a wooden basket that was not much smaller than her body. She was squatting on the corner of the street, dozing off.
Young Master Tinglan stepped forward and saw only a few eggs lying in the basket. He knelt down close to the little girl and called softly: "Xiaoli, Xiaoli."
The little girl who was called Xiaoli woke up dimly. After opening her eyes and seeing the friendly face in front of her, she smiled and said, "Sister Tinglan!"
In the hearts of the children in Jinzhou City, they call Tinglan "sir" in school to show respect, but outside they call her sister Tinglan, who is more affectionate.
Tinglan said with a smile: "Xiaoli's eggs are selling well today."
Xiaoli also smiled so happily that she narrowed her eyes and replied: "Yeah, a big brother came just now and bought half a basket of eggs."
Tinglan said in surprise: "Half a basket? Buy so much!"
Xiaoli nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said, "Yes, the big brother picked for a long time and said that the eggs here are all good ones, so he picked them one by one."
Tinglan said: "Since that big brother bought so many, why are there still a few left?"
Xiaoli said: "Because the big brother's basket is very small and it is already full. If there is any more, it will slip out."
Tinglan said: "So that's it. Is Xiaoli very sleepy?"
When Xiaoli heard the word "sleepy", she couldn't help but yawned, rubbed her eyes and said, "I'm a little sleepy."
Tinglan smiled: "A little bit?"
Xiaoli pouted, forced her eyes to widen, and nodded.
Xiaoli is a student of Tinglan, and Tinglan has already learned about Xiaoli's stubbornness. Her mother died young, and her father works in the fields. In addition to raising chickens, her elderly grandmother also needs to take care of her two younger brothers who have just learned to walk. She had to sell eggs to supplement the family income, and every time she took out eggs, she would not go home until all the eggs were sold. This was a goal she set for herself that she must achieve.
Tinglan stroked Xiaoli's head distressedly and said, "The remaining sisters want it, so you should go back to bed early."
Xiaoli picked up the basket with both hands, took a step back and said, "If sister Tinglan doesn't really want to eat eggs, Xiaoli won't sell them."
Tinglan smiled bitterly and said, "My sister eats eggs. You see, my sister bought a handful of celery and a handful of lettuce. We also have tomatoes and noodles at home. We are short of eggs to cook noodles."
Seeing that what Tinglan was holding in her left hand was indeed a handful of celery and a handful of lettuce, Xiaoli moved back and said, "Sister Tinglan, didn't you lie to Xiaoli?"
Tinglan calculated the money and handed it to Xiaoli, saying, "Of course! You put these away. The basket and eggs belong to my sister."
Xiaoli took the money, counted it, stretched her hand back and said, "There's more."
Tinglan shook his head and smiled: "Not much. This basket is just for my sister to hold eggs and vegetables. So Xiaoli's house doesn't have a basket? You can use the remaining money to buy another basket so that you can put eggs and sell them next time. Even if it's Do your sister a favor, okay?"
Xiaoli hesitated for a moment, then finally retracted her hand and nodded: "Okay."
Tinglan said: "Then Xiaoli should go home and rest early."
Xiaoli bowed deeply to Tinglan, and then ran away without looking back.
"Sister Tinglan, thank you! Xiaoli knows that you, like big brother, are all here to help Xiaoli."
Watching Xiaoli's figure gradually disappearing, Tinglan murmured: "Big brother?"
Could it be that this person was just like him? He pitied Xiaoli and bought her eggs in a way that was slightly easier for Xiaoli to accept.
But why didn't this person just buy all the eggs, but left a few behind?
Isn't it good that there are many people who do good deeds in the world? I am really too obsessed with it.
Tinglan shook his head to dispel the doubts in his mind, put the vegetables in his hands into the basket, hung the basket on the crook of his right arm, and stood up.
Unexpectedly, when he was halfway up, his knees felt weak and he couldn't stand up.
During the shaking, his left arm rose up, and his right arm naturally drooped. The weight was removed, and he finally regained his balance and stood still.
But the basket slipped from his right arm and almost hit his foot. After all the tossing and twisting of the few eggs in the basket, only two were left unbroken.
Tinglan sighed softly when he saw this. He was glad that there were two left, but he also had some doubts in his heart. If he was weak in blood or qi, he should not just be unable to stand, but also dizzy. But he was clearly sober, so how could he feel inexplicably weak at the knees?
Is there something wrong with the knee?
With doubts, Tinglan moved the knee joints of both legs, but did not notice any pain or any abnormality.
It's really weird.
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Summer nights always come a little later, and most people have dinner before nightfall around midnight.
Mr. Tinglan has always lived the life of an ordinary person, and this is often the case in summer.
Only today, Xu hour has passed, night has fallen quietly, and the dinner on the table has not been eaten half. She seems to be waiting for someone to arrive.
The place where Mr. Tinglan lives is only one street away from the deserted house on the empty street in the west of the city. Taking advantage of the taboo of the city people towards this area, he has gained a lot of peace.
The wooden house she lived in was in a secluded corner, and the nearest neighbor was several houses away.
Perhaps, even if the fairy in the sky comes to the mortal world, she hopes to have a pure land when she rests, and will not be disturbed by the world.
But at this moment, a figure appeared in front of the wooden house, holding a basket of eggs in his hand, and the basket was obviously much smaller than the basket Tinglan brought home today.
The visitor stared at the bright light in the wooden house, as if contemplating any scene he would encounter after entering the house, but he did not move for a long time.
"Young Master Zhen is already here, why don't you come in?" Young Master Tinglan's voice came from the room.
——What a keen sense.
The person who came was none other than Jiang Yichen, and his identity in front of Young Master Tinglan and Tang Ru was always "Young Master Zhen".
Jiang Yichen said: "I'm sorry for being rude, but I came to bother Mr. Tinglan at night."
Young Master Tinglan said: "It doesn't matter. Young Master is not a scholar. There is no need to stick to rigid rules. Besides, if Young Master didn't come here to bother Tinglan, would he have to leave right now?"
After hearing this, Jiang Yichen said "Excuse me" and walked into the house.
The furnishings in the house are not crude, but they give people a simple and peaceful feeling, very much like home.
Young Master Tinglan was sitting at the square table. She was still wearing a white gown, but her hair was no longer tied up. She looked less elegant and more mature as a woman.
There were three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table. The bowls contained tomato, green vegetables and egg noodles. However, only two bowls had poached eggs, and the third bowl did not, so it was not considered egg noodles.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Yichen didn't seem surprised.
Young Master Tinglan stared closely at the visitor and spoke first: "Master Zhen is very calculating. He first bought most of Xiaoli's basket of eggs. He was sure that when Tinglan passed by, he would not only buy the remaining eggs, but also give the basket to Take him away, and then secretly make Tinglan lose his balance and break a lot of eggs. I wonder if Mr. Zhen’s actions have revealed the results?"
Jiang Yichen said: "This morning was really a helpless move. I offended you. I need to apologize to Miss Tinglan first."
Jiang Yichen said he was apologizing, but instead of facing Mr. Tinglan, he bowed slightly towards the table.
Then, Jiang Yichen turned to Young Master Tinglan and said, "I don't know what to call the girl. Should I call you Young Master Tinglan? Or Nightingale? Or Young Master Ye Lanxi?"
Now that he's here, Jiang Yichen doesn't intend to beat around the bush and asks questions directly.
Young Master Tinglan smiled and said, "Young Master Jiang is sincere, and Tinglan will not lie. There is no doubt that I am Tinglan. As for calling Tinglan a girl or a young master, it all depends on the young master's pleasure, and Nightingale and Ye Young Master Lan Xi are not the same." Ting Lan really doesn’t know where the young master heard this from?”
Jiang Yichen said: "I asked around in Gusu's world, and Mr. Tinglan must have heard about it. He said that there is a nightingale in Jinzhou City who can only speak human language. He has been in Jinzhou for a while, until he heard it yesterday. Mr. Tinglan has a celestial voice and a heavenly sound, so I know that this 'nightingale' must be Mr. Tinglan."
Young Master Tinglan said: "Young Master Jiang is overly praised. Tinglan's voice is indeed more approachable. If Mr. Bao said this, then Tinglan would have to thank him. Then what about 'Ye Young Master Lan Xi'?"
Jiang Yichen said: "This is what I was told by an elder in the family. The reason why I identified him as Young Master Tinglan is my speculation. Both Nightingale and Young Master Ye Lan Xi are inseparable from the night in Jinzhou City. A nightingale can only become a nightingale when she sings on the stage. During the day, the girl Tinglan is as gentle as jade. At night, she is more alert, wise and more noble-minded. However, whether it is the girl Tinglan during the day or not, Well, Mr. Tinglan at night is something that makes people sigh in admiration and moan, "What's wrong with the blue sky and the blue sky?" and cannot be reached."
After Master Tinglan listened carefully to Jiang Yichen's words, he frowned and said, "So, these are just Master Jiang's guesses."
Jiang Yichen smiled and sighed: "Master Tinglan has already served three bowls of noodles, why bother pretending to be confused?"
Mr. Tinglan joked: "Tinglan has a big appetite, can't he just eat two bowls?"
Jiang Yichen stared at the bowl of eggless noodles and said, "Then this bowl was given to you?"
"The noodles are already cold. Lian'er, please warm them up for your sister and Mr. Jiang."
The voice was no different from Mr. Tinglan's in front of Jiang Yichen, but he could clearly understand that the words came from the kitchen of the wooden house.
Ever since Jiang Yichen entered the house, there had been light there.
At this time, a person walked out. She was also a woman wearing a white toga and her hair was not tied up. Looking closely at her face, it was clear that she was Mr. Tinglan again!
