Early the next morning, Song Jinyin opened the door and rushed towards the embroidery workshop as usual.
When she saw Pei Yanzhou yesterday, even though she was determined not to have anything to do with him anymore, the appearance of this man still made her lose an hour of sleep.
Song Jinyin's eyelids were tired and she raised her hand to touch her stomach.
Losing an hour of sleep meant that she wouldn't have time to make breakfast for herself.
But before she could curse Pei Yanzhou in her heart, she was distracted by the excitement on the street in front of her.
Today, there are not only steaming jujube cakes, but also rice cakes, steamed buns, and even a few noodle soup and wonton stalls on the street. This is the first time this place has been lively in the days since she came here.
"Girl, here you go, do you want to eat date cake today?"
When the old man saw her, he waved to her cheerfully, with a natural familiarity and simplicity in his words.
Song Jinyin took out a few pennies from her purse. In the end, she still wasn't used to the bustle here, so she turned her head and looked at the alley leading out of the courtyard.
It does still look old and small. It is a cheap and slightly remote area in Los Angeles City.
"Will I sell jujube cakes here in the future? Are there many people buying them here?"
"It's not much, but I have enough money. Just one piece today? Then I'll pick a big piece for you!"
"As long as it's smaller, I also want to eat some rice cakes."
Song Jinyin hurriedly waved her hands, not realizing for a moment that there was something wrong with what the old man said. However, although she rejected the old man's kindness, the jujube cake she handed over was still a big piece.
Song Jinyin didn't want to take advantage of the old man, so she stuffed the remaining few pennies over.
"Old man, this..."
"You can't do it, you can't do it, I gave you enough before!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man selling jujube cakes stepped back a few steps. Song Jinyin was stunned and had to thank her repeatedly.
When they walked out of this street, Song Jinyin already had several oil paper bags in her hand.
They all just wanted to taste a little bit, but somehow they got their hands full.
The small streets were steaming with steam and white mist.
Song Jinyin curled her eyes and smiled, her depression dissipated a lot until she stepped into the embroidery workshop.
The embroidery workshop was quite lively today. People gathered outside in groups of three or three, regardless of the cold weather, as if they had seen something strange.
While Song Jinyin was thinking about asking for news about Xiuxiu, she distributed the food to others. When she saw the little girl doing rough work, she gave her a whole bag of pancakes.
"Sister Song Ci, this is..."
"If you buy too much, people in Luo City are so generous. If you buy two pancakes, you can get a lot of gifts."
"Have it?"
The little girl thought about her parents selling food on the street, not because they were stingy, but because they were just trying to make ends meet. If they didn't agree with each other in the slightest, they would make it clear to others, so there was nothing left to give away.
However, the little girl didn't think much about it. Instead, she pulled Song Jinyin to the side, covered her mouth and said, "Sister Song Ci, have you heard about the embroidery workshop today?"
"Embroidery workshop today?"
Song Jinyin's expression calmed down, and she vaguely thought of Xiu Xiu.
From the bottom of her heart, she didn't want Pei Yanzhou's people to be cruel. After all, someone should have seen Xiuxiu and come looking for her yesterday.
When Xuanwei swung his sword and turned around, the rest of the troubles might fall on her.
"It's Xiuxiu who bullied my sister before."
The little girl held back her laughter and moved closer to Song Jinyin, "She seemed to have had wine with someone last night and slept in the hut all night. Today, the old lady who was working saw her and woke her up, causing a disturbance to everyone in the embroidery workshop. Everyone heard it.”
"Sleep, sleep in the hut?"
Song Jinyin suddenly lost her appetite, but her eyes widened with curiosity on her face, "But how could she sleep in that place for one night in such a cold weather?"
"So she was drunk. She went to find a mattress in the embroidery workshop. Grandma said that the gold thread on the mattress didn't shine anymore, it was all mud."
Song Jinyin put away what she was eating, but after the little girl finished speaking, she took a big bite of the steaming pancake.
Such a thing, even if Xiuxiu has Xin Xiuzhang behind her, is enough to make the girls in the embroidery workshop talk about it for a long time.
Song Jinyin is no exception.
But Xiuxiu was not here at this time, and she didn't know if this matter had anything to do with those Xuanwei yesterday.
When entering the room, Song Jinyin saw a wrapped candy in front of her small table.
She raised her eyes and looked around, but didn't see anyone else holding the same little thing.
"Just give it to you and you can eat it. I'm afraid it might be poisoned!"
Lianxiang was happy to see that something like this had happened to Xu Xiuxiu. Seeing Song Jinyin standing like a log, she stopped joking with others and turned her head to look at her.
There was a piece of rice cake on her table. Song Jinyin glanced at it, it looked like something she had brought in just now, but she didn't quite remember giving it to Lianxiang.
"What's this candy?"
"Lianxiang's family sells these and gave us a piece as a gift."
A young embroiderer nearby came over and explained to Song Jinyin,
Seeing that she was just surprised and had no other expression, the embroiderer whispered again: "If you continue to embroider the golden butterfly piercing flowers that you told Xin Xiuzhang last time, you might ask me to take a look and teach you. Taught me?"
"Of course, it's just a sermon. I'm afraid I don't have the ability yet. Sister, you can see the acupuncture skills yourself."
Song Jinyin nodded without any hesitation and looked magnanimous.
On the contrary, Lianxiang, who turned to look at her, frowned.
This girl is indeed stupid.
Nowadays, as long as you have not become a powerful old embroiderer, how can you be willing to let others see your true ability and give others a chance to surpass you?
In other words, she met a little girl who didn't understand anything.
Thinking of this, Lianxiang curled her lips and raised her hand to wave between the two of them.
If she hadn't received a piece of rice cake from Song Ci today and heard Xiu Xiu making such a big joke, she wouldn't have bothered to speak.
"Hey, if you want to learn acupuncture, you can learn it in private, but don't let me talk about it."
"I know Sister Lianxiang, but I saw that Song Ci didn't like to talk before. Now that we started talking to her today, she naturally said more."
"That should be your private matter. Besides, if you invite a master these days, you have to give something as a gift!"
After Lianxiang said that, she looked at Song Jinyin who put the candy in her mouth.
I don't know if the sugar is very sweet, but she arched her eyebrows happily and nodded.
The unconcerned look made people lose their temper instantly.
Although Lianxiang originally planned to take advantage of Song Ci's Qi Xiuxiu, she gave up the idea after realizing that she was just a little girl who didn't understand anything.
Now that he no longer wanted to take advantage of her, when he looked at her face again, it seemed that she was even prettier than the previous few days.
"It's really troublesome. You have no brains at all."
Lianxiang muttered, then picked up the piece of rice cake and started eating it.
She never did a loss-making business, and she didn't lose even if she gave a piece of rice cake to a piece of candy.
In addition to the embroiderer just now, many people gathered around to talk to Song Jinyin today. Although it was just casual chat, it was obviously different from the previous days.
Song Jinyin knew that this was related to Wu Xiuzhang's search for her yesterday.
She responded to the visitor's words with a slight smile, her tone was gentle and unhurried.
Today was much smoother than she thought.
I saw an enthusiastic vendor on the road, and Xiuxiu, who wanted to scheme against her, encountered such a situation, and the embroiderer in the house temporarily stopped suppressing her.
Although this kind of show of kindness has some purpose, compared with the Duke's Mansion, the girls' little thoughts are just written on their faces, and they don't have to guess at all.
Even if she knew that someone had made a mistake, she still felt relaxed and at ease.
Just remembering the Duke's Mansion, Song Jinyin suddenly thought of that person again.
Yesterday, he did not forcefully trap her like before, nor did he threaten her.
Maybe it was for the sake of the child in her belly, or maybe along the way, he, like himself, eventually became tired.
But no matter what, if Pei Yanzhou is willing to let her go, she can really live a good life like this.
...
The alley where Song Jinyin lived gradually became quiet at this time.
There are people going out to do business here early in the morning.
Some were carrying tofu, and some were carrying dry goods. They were all hard-working people, and they were all stunned when they saw the suddenly bustling street.
Pei Yanzhou was already guarding the entrance of the courtyard when Song Jinyin opened the door.
A wooden door, he is inside and she is outside.
He never stayed at the Qianlai Inn again.
Because of Cang Lin's comfort, he seemed to see spring in winter.
He watched Song Jinyin leave the courtyard, chatting and laughing with the vendors. His desire to find her finally dropped, and he felt a glimmer of life again.
A whole fog rose from the connected stalls.
When Pei Yanzhou looked over, white mist covered her whole body.
Song Jinyin just stood in the smoke of fireworks that she liked, hazy and looming.
No one else could see clearly, except Pei Yanzhou.
He immediately found her figure and saw her gentle and cute eyebrows.
