At the entrance of Wen Mansion.
Shanshan and the little beggar sat side by side on the stone steps at the door. She held a plate of snacks and fed them one piece at a time.
"Brother Shitou." She held her round chin and said worriedly, "Have you lost weight again?"
The little beggar said nothing, lowered his head and stuffed the snack into his mouth hungrily. He ate quickly and urgently, and very carefully. He finished the whole piece, and even pecked clean the leftovers of snacks on his fingers bit by bit.
Shanshan quickly handed over another piece.
He was not in a hurry to eat this piece. He looked around and saw that the door was empty, so he took off his tattered coat, folded it neatly into one piece, and placed it on the cold stone steps, letting Shanshan rest under his buttocks.
One was a beggar in ragged clothes, unkempt, wandering like a wild dog, and the other was an innocent, soft, childish and cute little girl, like a child beside the Bodhisattva. No one would have thought that they would get together.
It was also a surprise that Shanshan recognized him.
During the Lantern Festival last year, she and her mother watched the lanterns together. There were so many people on the street that Shanshan accidentally got separated from her mother. She was so panic-stricken at that time that she stood there and cried loudly, but the beggar brother in front of her picked her up and took her hand back to her mother.
The second time I saw him, he was competing with wild dogs for food.
Shanshan knows that only children whose parents don't want them will become little beggars on the street.
This is her savior, so every time Shanshan sees him, she will try her best to fill his stomach.
"Brother Shitou, where have you been during this time?" Shanshan counted on his fingers: "The last time I saw you, it hadn't even started snowing in the sky."
Shi Shi held the snack and ate it slowly, "My brother is sick."
"Then is he recovered?"
"No."
"Well……"
Shanshan lowered his head and rummaged through his pockets.
She was wearing new clothes today, and she didn't bring her usual money bag with the little goldfish embroidered on it. She rummaged through all her pockets, but couldn't find a penny.
"I don't want it from you." Shitou said.
Instead, he took out a grasshopper made of dry grass from his arms. It was alive and hanging on a blade of grass. With a shake of his hand, the grasshopper jumped in the air a few times, as if it were real. It suddenly jumped to Shanshan. In front of her, she was startled: "Yeah!"
A shy smile appeared on Shitou's dirty face, but it quickly disappeared. He handed the straw grasshopper forward: "Here you go."
Shanshan took it and couldn't put it down, playing with it in his hands.
After finishing the snacks quickly, the little beggar clapped his hands and stood up. Shanshan said quickly: "Brother Shitou, are you leaving?"
"Um."
"Then when will you come to play with me again?"
Shitou thought for a while: "Wait until my brother recovers."
Shanshan has a pouty mouth.
Shi Shi was always busy. He used to be busy filling his stomach, and now he was busy earning money for his brother's medicine. He is a little beggar wandering around, and Shanshan doesn't know where to look for him, so he can only try his luck every time he goes out.
She stared longingly at the back of the little beggar as he ran away. His arms and legs were long and his body was thin, just like the wild wolves Shanshan met when he went hunting with his adults in the past and had been hungry all winter.
Shanshan is a kind-hearted little girl. She always feeds puppies when she sees them on the roadside. She has long wanted to pick up her beggar brother and take her home. But her mother didn't agree, and neither did Shitou.
But she was so worried!
When Wen Yiqing was notified by his servants and hurried back, as soon as he got off the sedan, he saw his little girl sitting at the door, like a guard dog, holding her round little face and sighing sadly.
She smiled and shouted: "Shan Shan!"
Shanshan's eyes lit up: "Mother!"
The round little snowball rolled into her arms again.
…
In the hall.
The maid came up with tea and carefully placed it in the guest's hand.
Nanny Chen stood aside, secretly looking at him from the corner of her eye.
The middle-aged man picked up the hot tea, took a sip and then put it down. He said in an impatient tone: "Where is the person? Why haven't you come back yet?"
"Come on, come on, we've sent someone to call our lady." Nurse Chen tentatively said, "The distinguished guest is from the capital. Our lady has never set foot outside of Yuncheng. I wonder why you are looking for our lady..."
The man glanced at her, sneered, and said sarcastically: "What's the use of talking to you? Where is your master? Just wait and see!"
"That's what you said." Nurse Chen hurriedly said to the maid: "It's been a hard journey, so hurry up and bring some snacks to the guests."
She accompanied Xiao as she walked out the door. The servants were busy coming in and out. She casually grabbed a maid and asked, "Where is Sister Shan?"
"At the door, playing with the little beggar."
Nurse Chen said "Ouch": "It's such a cold weather, why do you want her to stay outside? Bring her in quickly, so as not to make her sick from the cold!"
The maid didn't dare to refute and ran out to look for someone. However, she didn't go far when she saw a beautiful young woman walking in with her child in her arms. Could it be Wen Yiqing?
"Miss!"
Nanny Chen hurriedly greeted her and asked a maid to take their little girl away to play.
Seeing that Shanshan had gone far away, she said quickly: "He is a man from the capital. He is tight-lipped and refuses to say anything. He only said that he wanted to find the master and his wife, and then named the young lady. It didn't look like he was looking for trouble. of."
Wen Yiqing paused in taking off his cloak and asked again: "Are you from the capital?"
"Yes, slave, listen, it's the accent of the capital city."
Wen Yiqing was confused, but couldn't think of a reason. He just said: "Go and take a look first."
In the room, Manager Qian had been waiting impatiently for a long time.
It was cold and frosty, he was running all the way, tired from the journey, and after drinking a lot of tea, he cursed all the people in the house who had given him this job. Only after the second curse did he hear "Squeak!" "There was a sound - the door opened, and Wen Yiqing came back.
Manager Qian quickly stood up.
Naturally, you can't have that attitude towards the person you are looking for.
He looked intently and saw a young lady walking in, with cloud-like black hair rolled up, fair skin and apricot eyes like water. Although she was dressed as a woman, her face was more beautiful than that of a girl.
With just one glance, he was sure: this man's eyes were exactly the same as those of the Qi family in the capital!
Manager Qian put on a smile and stepped forward: "Are you Miss Wen?"
Wen Yiqing nodded slightly.
Manager Qian said: "I came from the capital. Our husband and wife passed by Yuncheng and stayed briefly at the Wen Family Villa for a few days, forming a good relationship with the Wen family."
Hearing this, Nurse Chen suddenly interrupted: "But Mrs. Qi, who is pregnant and gave birth together with our wife?"
"That's right, that's right! It's that Mrs. Qi!" Manager Qian responded.
Wen Yiqing was confused: "What Mrs. Qi?"
The nanny then explained it in detail.
That was more than 20 years ago. The heat was unbearable. The Wen family and his wife went to live in a villa. It rained heavily one night. A couple came to ask for a place to stay. They saw that the lady also had a high belly. The Wen family and his wife were kind-hearted. Then let them live in. It was also on the same night that the two ladies actually started working together. Fortunately, Po Wen lived in the villa, and they gave birth to a girl each.
When the rain stopped at dawn, the couple left and had no contact with each other since.
Until now, Manager Qian took the initiative to come to the door.
At this point, Manager Qian became patient again. He took a sip from the tea cup and took the initiative to introduce: "The ancestors of the Qi family followed Taizu through life and death. He made great military exploits and was awarded the title of Earl Zhongyong. It was in the capital. At the feet of the Emperor, that is also a big and respectable family!"
Wen Yiqing picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and the nanny also quietly took a deep breath.
The Wen family are just businessmen in Yuncheng, and the most powerful people they have seen are only local officials. How could I have seen such a noble person!
No wonder this person is so arrogant. Even the dog in front of Qi's house barks louder than ordinary people.
Wen Yiqing asked calmly: "More than twenty years have passed since the past, but what's wrong with it?"
The look on Manager Qian's face dimmed.
Speaking of what happened next, it was a scandal of the Qi family.
A few months ago, the Qi family reorganized a group of old servants. One of them has been serving Mrs. Qi. When Uncle Zhongyong and his wife went on a trip, she also accompanied her. Little did he know that she had hidden evil intentions, and took advantage of the chaos that night to secretly exchange the two baby girls. It was not until more than twenty years later that she finally revealed the truth.
Everyone in the Qi family was really shocked. Mrs. Qi was old and fainted on the spot.
The nurse's eyes widened, she lowered her head and looked at Wen Yiqing, and said in disbelief: "You said our lady... is the daughter of the uncle's house?!"
"good."
"This, this, this..."
Wen Yiqing picked up the tea cup again and took a sip.
After living for more than twenty years, I realized that my parents were not my biological parents. Her mood was complicated and she was speechless for a moment.
But the matter is not without trace.
She had no similarities with Mr. and Mrs. Wen since she was a child, so she had heard a lot of rumors since she was a child. Fortunately, the Wen and his wife had a very deep relationship, and their love was as strong as gold. After the rumors spread, they were abandoned, and the family continued as usual. Live in peace and harmony.
Unexpectedly, after many years, the rumors became true.
Manager Qian continued: "Our wife means that the blood of the Qi family cannot be left outside, so she specially sent me to pick up the girls from the Wen family back to the capital. Miss Wen, will you follow me to the capital?"
Wen Yiqing didn't respond. She lowered her head, her long eyelashes slightly drooped, thoughtfully.
Manager Qian couldn't figure out what she meant: "Miss Wen?"
She drank a cup of tea slowly, and when Manager Qian was almost unable to sit still, she asked softly and softly: "Where is Miss Qi?"
"What?"
"Where is the girl Qi I hugged by mistake, my parents' biological daughter?"
Manager Qian said: "Of course I will stay in the capital."
"She won't come back?"
"Ms. Wen was joking. The fourth girl grew up by Madam's side and is Madam's sweetheart. Even if she is not her biological daughter, she has been raising her as her own daughter for more than 20 years. Madam loves her the most, so how could she be willing to let her come back and suffer. "
Manager Qian paused and said hurriedly: "Don't worry, Miss Wen, Madam has been thinking about you. She said she would make up for all the debt she owed you before, no less than she did to the fourth girl!"
That's what he said, but Manager Qian had other plans in mind.
In fact, the fourth girl of the Qi family, the daughter who was married to the wrong Wen family, had already married into the Hou Mansion in a glorious manner and became Mrs. Hou!
He looked at the Wen girl's beautiful and refined face, which was also very similar to Mrs. Qi's, and felt a pity in his heart.
Who told this thing to be discovered too late?
It would have been better if it had been a few years earlier, and the girl's family would still be innocent, and everything would have been done in time. Now both parties have married, and their children are already half a person tall. Everyone can tell the difference between a Madam Hou and a merchant's daughter, who is more important.
"forget about it."
Manager Qian's eyes widened and he didn't hear clearly, "What?!"
"Forget it." Wen Yiqing said, "If you don't want to change it back, then there's no need to admit it."
