"So that's it!" Someone sighed: "This silver belongs to the old man, because he bought the oil cake and rubbed it with oil. Now the silver can only appear when it sees water. It's just the silver talks!"

The crowd was talking, and when they looked at Jiang Ruan, they were all amazed. Such a delicate and translucent thought and such a young age were really not amazing.

The old man kept watching Jiang Ruan's every move. Seeing that she easily cleared her charges, he was naturally overjoyed when he was surprised. His eyes at Jiang Ruan were softer, but he was not as stubborn as before as he had been to keep others from thousands of miles away.

The woman holding the girl in her arms still argued: "Your one-sided word..."

"Old sir," Jiang Ruan didn't listen to the other party at all, turned to the old man and said, "It's very simple. Since so many people cannot make decisions for the old sir, there is no need to waste time here. Why not go to the county magistrate on the East Street to ask? Perhaps there is someone who can make decisions for the old sir."

The people who can make the decision in the prefectural office of Dongjie County are naturally county magistrates. Since ancient times, the people have not fought with officials. Although everyone in the West Street is xenophobic, it is related to their own wealth and interests, no one is willing to trek into this muddy water. The crowds that were originally surrounded immediately dispersed.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jiang Ruan changed her previous gentle appearance and became tough. He knew that it would be no benefit to argue any more, so he immediately picked up the girl and said, "I won't argue with you guys, Qiaojie, let's go."

After the woman left, Jiang Ruan took out the silver from the basin and handed it to the old man. The old man took the silver and looked at Jiang Ruan inquiringly: "Little girl is quite interesting. Which lady are you from?"

"The old man is also quite stubborn, but I don't know which mansion he is from." Jiang Ruan said coldly.

The old man was stunned, but unexpectedly the little girl who had been helping him suddenly treated him so coldly, and asked him puzzledly: "What are you dissatisfied with me?"

"Yes." Jiang Ruandao saw that the old man was stunned again, and then said lightly: "When encountering this, the dispute is unclear, the old man should report the official immediately. The old man has lived a long life and should know that there is a reason for everything. If I don't come today, the old man will not have a result even if he fights here for one day, and he may be charged with some crimes."

"You little girl," the old man stumbled on his neck: "When you saw you helping me, I thought you were a little chivalrous, and I didn't want to be the same as others. The right and wrong are black and white, so I naturally have to fight for it clearly. I am right, so I am not afraid of confronting them."

Jiang Ruan thought for a while: "That's right. The old man is still arguing with others at such an old age. His character is really admirable. I believe that when he was young, he was not afraid of power and insisted on fighting for a theory when he encountered problems."

Her expression remained unchanged and her tone was gentle, and she didn't know whether this was a compliment or a criticism for a moment.

"The sword is sharpened by the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. The old man's character is very similar to that of the red plum. Baizhi, giving the red plum to the old man is a complete fate." Jiang Ruan smiled slightly.

On the way back, Lian Qiao endured it and finally couldn't help asking: "Why did the girl give the plum blossom to someone? After all, she bought it for money. If you want to give it away, you should leave a branch in the house. This is for nothing to be given to strangers... What's the reason?"

"Lian Qiao, when did you see me like plum blossoms?" Jiang Ruan said.

"This... the girl really doesn't like it very much." Lian Qiao shook her head. When her wife was alive, her girl still liked flowers and grass. Since her wife passed away, her girl's daily life has been very difficult, and she has no mood to be romantic.

"If you don't like it, what's the use of keeping it?" Jiang Ruan said lightly: "It's better to be a favor and give it to others."

"But this favor is also made of silver," Lian Qiao said in a hurry and said neatly: "That old man is not close to us, what are the benefits of giving it to him?"

Jiang Ruan walked forward slowly and said, "Naturally there are benefits. Everything in the world has to pay a price. Today I give him a few red plums, and the price he will have to pay in the future will definitely be much higher than that of red plums. But it's just that I can't see it now."

This was unclear, Lian Qiao couldn't understand, and Bai Zhi followed silently behind her, both of them were very confused. Bai Zhi said, "What the girl said means is that she will meet the old man in the future? But today the red plum was bought. If the girl had already had an idea, how could she expect that the old man would appear and argue with others?"

"I'm not a god, how can I predict the future?" Jiang Ruan said lightly. Her tone was extremely light, but Bai Zhi and Lian Qiao felt that there was a bit of inexplicable coldness in their voices, which made people get goose bumps.

After finally returning to the village smoothly, he saw a maid wearing a green new jacket coming from afar, with bright red rouge on his lips. When he saw Jiang Ruan and the other two, he immediately exaggeratedly: "Oh my lady, it's cold and sick, why did she come out? Where did she go? I've found the whole village but didn't find anyone."

"Chun Ying," Lian Qiao put her hips on her hips and immediately returned: "What are you yelling in broad daylight? Could it be that the girl will tell you if she goes somewhere?"

"Aren't I worried about the lady? The lady is cured when she is sick. It's the end of the year now. What if there are any more problems?" Chunying was not a good person, and her tone was quite sarcastic.

Bai Zhi frowned: "You also know that the lady's illness has not yet recovered. Why did she do so loudly? It made the lady a headache."

Chunying flattened her mouth and looked at Jiang Ruan and said, "Miss, I am also kind-hearted. The lady is still sick now. Don't walk around, and don't let people outside have the opportunity to talk nonsense."

Jiang Ruan looked at her quietly. Chunying, like Qiu Yan, was both a maid in the village, and her status was extremely high in the village. Qiu Yan was busy with things outside the village all year round, and she had very few opportunities to meet Jiang Ruan, but Chunying was in charge of the affairs in the village and had close relationships with Zhang Lan's family. She held Zhang Lan on weekdays and stumbling for Jiang Ruan. Maybe she was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was not as respectful as the Zhang Lan family in front of Jiang Ruan.

Jiang Ruan remembered this Chunying very clearly. The rumors that seduced Chen Zhao in his previous life were spread so quickly. Chunying often fueled the fire. What the servants said seemed to have seen with their own eyes. It is precisely because of this that rumors spread so quickly that they destroyed them so early.

Seeing that Jiang Ruan had not made any sound, Chunying looked at her with some surprise. She faced Jiang Ruan's gaze on her. The gaze was gentle but inexplicably shocking, as if she was looking at a thing that was about to be destroyed, cold and regretful.

"Miss?" Chunying frowned.
Chapter completed!