Pingping Anan had another two days' journey, only half a day away from Guangling Mansion. If you could reach it overnight, it was too hard. Song Ruoxi didn't want to appear in front of the Song family with a tired look on his face. He decided to go to the town to rest and take a good rest, to prepare for the official meeting of the family in this time and space tomorrow.

It was still early, and the sunset was shining with the sunset all over the sky as red as fire. The cool autumn wind was sometimes blowing without a trace. It was approaching dusk and the weather was not as hot as noon. Song Ruoxi, who was unable to walk around the street, got the chance today. "Huai'er, go shopping with my sister."

"Sister, this town is just one street, there is nothing to visit. When you come back to Guangling Mansion, Huai'er will take you to Zuixianlou to eat Zuixianlou, go to Xianyi Pavilion to eat fish and lamb pot, and go to Tianlaiju to listen to the small songs..." Song Huai knows all the delicious and fun places in Guangling Mansion.

Song Ruoxi turned his head and asked, "Why do you have to wait until you come back to Guangling Mansion to invite your sister? Isn't it okay to invite your sister to have something delicious now?"

"Yes." Song Huai agreed.

"Girl, young master, please wait." Zhuyuan shouted anxiously.

"Wait for what?" Song Ruoxi asked with an unhappy frowning.

Zhuyuan smiled and said, "Girl, there are many people on the street, so it's better to wear a hat and go out."

Song Huai accepted this correct opinion and said, "Xiangxiu, go and get the curtain to give it to my sister."

Song Ruoxi sighed, put on a curtain and saw a layer of gauze, how could he see the street scene? But if he doesn't wear it, he can't go out. He has no choice but to take the two harms and only accept it.

Vanilla took the initiative to stay with Jianniang, and Song Ruoxi brought other Sanxiang and Liu Siniang. Song Huai brought Xiao Bing and Xiao Ding and the group left the inn.

In the peaceful and prosperous era, the town is also bustling and lively, with people coming and going. While the sun was not setting, the vendors were shouting hard, wanting to do more business. Song Ruoxi walked over with interest, and suddenly he saw a stall set by a foreign woman on the roadside. There were many miscellaneous gadgets on the stall. Her eyes lit up, she fell in love with something, and walked over quickly.

"Sister." Song Huai hurriedly followed.

Song Ruoxi picked up a wooden gadget with many holes on the stall and asked, "How much does this cost?"

"Sister, what is this? How come there are so many holes?" Song Huai asked.

"This is a harmonica." Song Ruoxi Road.

"A harmonica? Can you play the piano even if you have a mouth?" Song Huai asked blankly.

Song Ruoxi gave him a funny look and said, "The harmonica is not used for caressing, it is used for blowing, just like playing a flute and a flute."

"You know? You can blow?" The stall owner looked at her in surprise and asked in a strong alien accent.

Song Ruoxi once studied at the Children's Palace for a few years in modern times. He looked at the harmonica in his hand carefully. Although this harmonica seemed a bit simple, the principle of playing should be the same. He smiled and said, "It's probably a little bit."

"Can a girl play a song?" The stall owner traveled around the world and went to many places. No one could play the harmonica and didn't believe her.

Song Ruoxi wiped the harmonica with a silk chew, lifted the drooping veil, put the harmonica on his lips, tried the sound, found the right tune, and blew a song "Fireflies", which is often played in modern times. The light and bright melody and changing rhythm show the posture of fireflies flying in the forest at night.

The nice song was pleasant, attracted many onlookers and received unanimous praise. The stall owner obviously didn't expect that she could really play it, and she was so beautiful, and she felt like she met a soulmate. She said happily: "Girl, I'm giving you this harmonica."

"You do business to support your family, I can't ask for your stuff for nothing." Song Ruoxi smiled, playing with the harmonica in his hand, and couldn't put it down.

Song Huai took off the purse at his waist, poured out a tael of silver from it, and put it on the stall, "Is this enough?"

The stall owner shook his head and insisted: "Girl, Anu will not accept your money. Anu wants to give you this harmonica."

Song Ruoxi put the harmonica back on the stall and sighed disappointedly, "If this is the case, I can only ignore it."

Anu rubbed her hands anxiously. She finally met someone who could play harmonica and didn't want her to return empty-handed, so she had to give in and said, "Miss, then give her five cents."

"You paid for the wrong price. This harmonica is well-made and has a very accurate tone. Five cents are not enough, so it will cost at least twenty cents." Song Ruoxi smiled and picked up the harmonica.

Xiangxiu counted twenty cents to Annu and returned the one tael of silver to Song Huai.

"Thank you girl, thank you girl." Annu was happy not only because he had done a business, but because he met Song Ruoxi, a soulmate.

The group left the stall. Song Huai curiously took the harmonica and asked, "Sister, why do you play this harmonica?"

"Master has asked someone to teach me." Song Ruoxi lied.

Song Ruoxi took Song Huai and his servants to continue shopping, but did not notice that the scene just now fell into the eyes of the two people in the teahouse opposite.

The old man on the left blushed, stroked his long beard and laughed: "It's interesting and interesting. If you sell it, you need to get it, but don't buy it; if you sell it, you have a low price, you have a high price. It's really interesting. I don't know whose child it is?"

The middle-aged scribe sitting opposite the old man smiled and said, "The student doesn't know that girl, but the student can recognize that boy."

"Who is he?" the old man asked with interest.

"Song Huai, the second son of Song Sui, the governor of Guangling Prefecture." said the middle-aged Wen Shi.

"I think he is not old and shouldn't have gotten married. That girl should be his sister." The old man analyzed.

The middle-aged scholar nodded slightly.

"Song Sui has been an official in Guangling Prefecture for five years." The old man picked up the cup and tasted the tea.

The middle-aged scholar smiled and said, "He is an honest official and has excellent political achievements. If he leaves office next year, the people will definitely give him an umbrella for the people."

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to speak when a panicked man rushed over, knelt in front of him, and said, "Old Master, old lady, please go home quickly."

"Yipin, what happened at home?" the old man asked in a deep voice.

Yipin glanced at the middle-aged scribe.

The old man put the cup on the table and said, "Watch it is not an outsider, but it doesn't matter."

"The third aunt and the third aunt came, and said that the young master and Miss Wei were gone. The third aunt and the third aunt found the mansion all the way. They knew that the young master and Miss Wei had not come. The third aunt had fainted from crying. The old lady asked the old master to go back and get his ideas quickly." Yi Pin said.

The old man slapped the table, raised his legs and left, "What's the point of making a decision? Go out to find someone quickly. Only when the two bastards were lost did the children realize that they were anxious."

The middle-aged scholar hurriedly followed and said as he walked: "Sir, don't worry, the student will go with you."

The group left the teahouse, got on the carriage, and hurried to Guangling Mansion. On the other side, Song Ruoxi and others had already visited this not-too-long street. Seeing that it was getting late, they turned back to the inn.

The dusk was dark and the lights were on. Song Ruoxi and Song Huai had finished their supper in the room. Song Huai suddenly remembered something and asked, "Sister, are we going to take that brother and sister home?"

"They were originally going to Guangling Mansion. There should be relatives in Guangling Mansion. We just need to send them to their relatives' house."

"Sister, is it called saving people to the end and sending Buddha to the West?"

Song Ruoxi laughed and nodded, "Yes!"

"Sister, I'm still worried that you have lived in the temple for too long and it's not a common thing. Now it seems that my sister is very kind and likes to do good deeds, but she is still very sensible." Song Huai said as if she was a little master.

Song Ruoxi suddenly realized, "So you were examining me just now!"

Song Huai smiled terribly.

Zhuyuanxiangxiu and others also laughed.

The siblings were sitting and chatting. Xiaowei helped Xiaoze to the door and said to Xiao Bing, who was standing outside the door: "I'll both brothers and sisters ask to see Miss Song and Young Master Song."

Xiao Bing smiled, knocked on the hidden door, and said, "Miss Second Girl, Second Young Master, Young Master Xiao Ze and Miss Xiao Wei asked for a meeting."

"Xiao Bing, please come in with Mr. Xiao Ze and Miss Xiao Wei!" Song Ruoxi responded in the house.

"Please come in, please come in." Xiao Bing pushed open the door and made a gesture of inviting him.

Xiao Wei walked in with Xiao Ze, and the brother and sister saluted, "Hello Miss Song, Hello Young Master Song."

"Hello, two." Song Ruoxi and Song Huai returned the ceremony.

"Please sit down, vanilla tea." Song Ruoxi said politely.

"Thank you, Miss Song." Xiao Wei owed her body, and Xiao Ze nodded slightly.

After the two of them sat down, the vanilla served tea. Song Ruoxi asked, "Is there anything wrong with you who come here?"

"Thanks to the care of Miss Song, my brother and sister were able to arrive at Guangling Mansion smoothly. I heard that the magistrate of Guangling Mansion is also surnamed Song, so I wonder if he is from Miss Song, or Mr. Song, is my family?" Xiao Ze thanked first, and then asked about their identities.

"That's my father." Song Huai did not hide it. Anyway, you can find out by asking.

"It turns out that it is the young master of the prefect of Song, who is polite." Xiao Ze bowed.

Song Huai bowed his hand and asked, "I'll be in Guangling Mansion tomorrow. I wonder where the two relatives live?"

"Let us be sent to the intersection of Jinbao Street tomorrow." Xiao Ze was there, but Xiao Wei didn't answer and sat obediently beside his brother.

Song Huai's eyes were slightly stern and he asked, "Your relatives live in Jinbao Street?"

"That's right." Xiao Ze replied calmly with him.

Song Huai looked at him for a moment, looked at him without looking at him, and said, "Okay, we will send you two to Jinbao Street tomorrow."

"Thank you." Xiao Ze smiled.

"You don't have to be polite." Song Huai said calmly.

Xiaoze stood up and bowed, "Don't bother you anymore."

"Let's go slowly." Song Huai stood up and smiled.

When Xiao Ze and his sister left, Song Huai's eyes flashed and he said, "Sister, it's not easy for us to save these brothers and sisters."

"You can see." Song Ruoxi held his chin with his hands and looked at him, "And what? Do you want them to repay him?"

"No, it is the gentleman who does not want to repay kindness," said Song Huaizhengyan.

"Since I don't want to report, why should I tell them our identities?" Song Ruoxi asked with a raised eyebrows.

"We don't want to repay kindness, but we are at ease. But they don't want to repay kindness, and they are at ease. I tell them our identity, and whether to repay kindness or not is their business." Song Huai has sufficient reasons.

Song Ruoxi's eyes turned slightly, "This is what you said is reasonable."

Song Huai laughed.

The brother and brother talked for a while. It was too late and they had to hurry to go tomorrow. Song Ruoxi returned to his room to rest, and said nothing all night.

The next day, Si Shizheng entered the city. Song Mansion was on the main street to the east and Jinbao Street was on the south. It was not too far away. I stopped the carriage at the intersection of Jinbao Street. Xiao Ze and Xiao Wei got out of the car and thanked Song Ruoxi and Song Huai again, "I don't thank you very much, I'll say goodbye in my heart, I'll say goodbye!"
To be continued...