Qingshui Town.

From Changping Village to Qingshui Town, it only took half an hour to ride in an oxcart. Yang Huamei and the others usually only ran back and forth, but this half hour seemed like they had walked for a long, long time.

Brother Shuanzi was driving the car, and Wang Hongquan was walking on the ground. Yang Huamei and Sister Shuanzi were sitting on the pile of firewood, their bodies rising and falling with the bumps of the car.

No matter how they rise and fall, the postures of the two of them are similar. One hand is firmly grasping the bundle in their arms to distract others, and the other hand is firmly grasping the pile of firewood under them to prevent themselves from falling, and they are not allowed to fall.

Turn over the pile of firewood, so that you can better protect the forty taels of silver hidden under the pile of firewood.

My palms were sweating layer after layer before I finally arrived at Qingshui Town. I could see the two-story attic of Zhangji Morning Tea Shop from a distance.

"Oh my God, it's finally here, my butt is sore." Sister Shuanzi said, rubbing her waist.

Yang Huamei smiled apologetically, "When I give the money to Dabai, he will definitely keep us for lunch. Let's eat more at noon, let my elder brother-in-law and father have some wine, and then we can go back to the village after we have rested."

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Sister Shuanzi also laughed, "It's too troublesome for him to eat, so we should just go to the stall outside and grab a bowl of wontons and eat them back."

Yang Huamei lowered her face and said, "What did eldest sister say? We brought him money specifically. It's your firewood pile and your eggs. Why should he stay for a meal?"

There is something Yang Huamei is embarrassed to say right now. With these forty taels of silver, Zhang Ji’s morning tea shop will be the property of our old Wang family for the next year. Dabai is the young shopkeeper and will let us stay for a meal.

Isn’t that a natural thing?

The oxcart finally arrived at Zhangji's door. Yang Huamei helped Sister Shuanzi jump out of the car. The other three people stood by the car and asked Yang Huamei to go into the shop to find Dabai.

At this time, Zhang Ji's morning tea shop is no longer as noisy and lively as it was when the mainstay was there. People come and go, people go to have tea, the monks and Taoists have all finished their rituals and left. The shop's clerks and handymen are also temporarily unable to operate.

He was also sent away.

At the moment, the shop is deserted inside and out. One door is left ajar, and the light in the hall is dim. All the tables and chairs were piled aside when doing business. No one has tidied them up now, and the tables and chairs have fallen everywhere.

There were piles of copper coins, papyrus, incense and ash stuck to the ground, and large and small footprints were all over the room, making it a mess.

Yang Huamei walked around the room, but saw no one in sight. A gust of wind blew over her and made her feel chilly. Yang Huamei felt a chill down her spine and shuddered, as if there were a pair of eyes staring at her among the tables and chairs.

Then I remembered that I heard yesterday that shopkeeper Zhang might not have died of illness, but was poisoned by a waiter, and now I didn't dare to stay in there any longer.

"Dabai? Dabai?"

Yang Huamei called out a few times in a trembling voice, then walked toward the backyard.

Suddenly there was movement above my head.

"who is it?"

Dabai's voice.

"Dabai, it's me, I'm mother." Yang Huamei said in surprise.

Looking up, he saw Dabai coming down the stairs on the second floor, yawning and disheveled.

"Dabai, what do you look like? Have you just gotten up?" Yang Huamei asked, and then came to the stairs.

"Mom, don't come over here. If you have anything to say, let's go outside and talk."

Dabai straightened his clothes, pulled his hair a few times, and quickly walked down the stairs to Yang Huamei.

"Mom, what are you doing here?" he asked again.

Yang Huamei was no longer afraid now. She held Dabai's hand tightly and took off the three bundles on her shoulders. "I brought you money."

"What? Send money? How much?"

Yang Huamei gestured with four fingers: "This is the number!"

"Ah? Is it true?" Dabai almost jumped up with excitement, and his sleepy eyes suddenly became vivid, glowing with heat.

"Mom, will you still lie to me? Come on, let's take a look."

Dabai opened the package and saw the colorful silver inside. He grabbed a handful in each hand and looked at it. He smelled it with his nose and bit it with his teeth. He was so excited that his mouth tilted to one side, and his smile gradually became ferocious.

Yang Huamei stood aside to look out for him, looking up and down from time to time, fearing that outsiders were coming.

Seeing Dabai so happy, Yang Huamei's face showed a smile like an old mother's, loving, loving, pampering, gratified, looking forward to...

How long has it been since I saw Dabai so happy?

"Mom, you are so kind to me, you are really my mother!"

Dabai knotted the bundle again and held it in his arms, "With this money, I can buy this shop. When I make a lot of money, I will persuade you to leave the village and let you eat well and enjoy a happy life."

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"Hey, okay, okay, we're waiting!"

"Okay, mother, please go back." Dabai waved his hand, turned around and was about to run upstairs, but Yang Huamei grabbed him.

"Dabai, where are you going?"

"I'll go back to the house and hide the money."

"Oh, yes, yes, you should hide it well." Yang Huamei said.

"Well, your master, your aunt and uncle are all here and waiting outside. Just come down after you put your things away."

"Ah? Are they all here?" Dabai glanced at the door and vaguely saw a few figures on the roadside.

"Then let me go out and say hello to them first!"

After Dabai finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

Yang Huamei was secretly happy when she saw him going out to greet the elders so actively. Dabai was really sensible. Yang Huamei also hurriedly followed him to the door.

At the door, Dabai was greeting Wang Hongquan, his aunt, and his uncle next to Shun'er.

The eldest uncle patted Dabai on the shoulder: "What a good boy, you look good in these clothes. You have grown taller and your body has become thicker and stronger, like an adult."

Dabai is now fourteen years old, and will turn fifteen during the Chinese New Year. He has a ring of fur around his mouth, and his voice has become a duck's voice. This is the time when he is growing rapidly. It is not unusual for him to change his appearance after a few months.

Dabai smiled, pointed at the clothes on his body and said, "My mistress bought this for me. My mistress said that now that I want to stand up and play a leading role, I naturally have to have the dignity I deserve."

"Our aunt is always good-looking. Now she has changed into stylish clothes and looks even better."

Aunt Dabai came over, looked at Dabai up and down, and stretched out her hand to gently tug at the folds on his shoulders.

The aunt looked at her nephew, and the more she looked at him, the more she liked him.

But his nephew didn't necessarily appreciate it. On the contrary, Dabai was a little disgusted that his clothes were torn, so he took a few steps back.

After everyone exchanged greetings, Yang Huamei walked over with a smile and said to everyone: "The eldest sister and the eldest brother-in-law came here hungry. It seems that it is almost time for dinner, why don't we go find a place to eat first?"
Chapter completed!