"It's just that I haven't come for a long time before I've greedy for your wontons." Yan Wanwan replied with a smile.

When his eyes fell on Yan Zheng, who was walking hand in hand with Yan Wanwan, a clear smile flashed through the stall owner's eyes, "What is the shopkeeper Yan eating today?"

Yan Zheng found an empty table and pulled her to sit down.

"It's still the same rule." As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered, looked at Yan Zheng beside him, shook his two fingers, "Double."

"Okay, wait a moment, come now." The stall owner responded with a smile, turned around to the stove, and whispered a few words to the busy stall owner. Both of them looked here, with smiles on their faces, and the fireworks on earth, sincere and kind.

Yan Wanwan smiled back and turned his head. Seeing Yan Zheng was also looking at that place, the two of them looked at each other. They didn't say anything, but they seemed to understand each other's thoughts while looking at each other.

But Yan Wanwan saw him elegantly and sitting in this simple stall, he always felt a little abrupt. He didn't feel it now, but now he frowned, "I'm not considerate in my work, and my husband is afraid that he can't get used to such a small stall."

"That lady is probably misunderstood me." Yan Zheng had already taken two pairs of bamboo chopsticks from the bamboo basket on the table, wrapped them in a handkerchief, carefully wiped off the burrs, and handed them to Yan Wanwan. "I used to be not just a stall like this, and I had never eaten anything bad, so... I was not used to it."

Yan Wanwan looked at him blankly, wondering whether what he said was true or not, but what he said made her happy. She reached out to take the bamboo chopsticks and the corners of her mouth quietly raised.

"Two bowls of three fresh wontons are here!" The stall owner's wife brought up the two steaming and fresh wontons, "You two can use it slowly."

"The three-fresh wontons in his house are quite good, and the soup is even more delicious. Husband, try it quickly." Yan Wanwan greeted him and said, unable to wait to pick up the bamboo chopsticks, pick up a wonton, blew it, and fed it into his mouth.

"Be careful!" Yan Zheng quickly reminded that she had already eaten into her mouth. While whistling, she narrowed her eyes with satisfaction. Seeing her greedy little look, Yan Zheng smiled helplessly and shook his head.

Yan Wanwan swallowed one and greeted him again, "Why don't you eat it, husband? Try it quickly, I promise, it's really delicious."

Yan Zheng met her eyes, nodded, and smiled and picked up a wonton. Under Yan Wanwan's gaze, he ate it slowly.

"How is it? Isn't it good?" Yan Wanwan asked hurriedly when he saw him eating.

"No," Yan Zheng responded with a smile.

Yan Wanwan was naturally happy when she heard this, her smile on her face became two more brighter, and she buried her head and feasted on two wontons. She looked up and saw Yan Zheng but didn't eat it. She just looked at her with a smile in her eyes and a calm expression.

But she frowned, "Why don't you eat me, isn't it to your appetite?"

Yan Zheng's mouth twitched for a moment, and was about to say something, but Yan Wanwan suddenly remembered something, and his expression changed, "Oh no! You shouldn't be allergic to shrimps, right? Why did I forget to ask you this first, but I actually ordered the three-fresh stuffing first?"

Yan Zheng looked at her, his eyebrows raised slightly, and his expression was a little surprised.

But before we could say anything, there was a sudden noise coming from a distance. The people in the wonton stall put down their bamboo chopsticks and turned to watch the fun.

The young couple looked at each other, put down their bamboo chopsticks and followed them.

Not far away, I saw a bunch of people surrounding the Dong River. Someone was screaming in surprise, and then someone shouted, "Go and report to the official!" Someone stumbled and ran out.

The heavy walls were knocked open, and Yan Zheng and Yan Wanwan were both sharp-eyed, and just for the moment, they had already seen some clues.

On the bank of the river, in the ragged clothes, a piece of bone covered with mud and water plants appeared faintly, and it turned out to be a wet corpse.

Yan Zheng and Yan Wanwan looked at each other and knew it roughly. In a few days, it was Dragon Boat Festival and there was a dragon boat race. This year's competition venue was set in Donghe. Jingzhao Mansion sent some civilians to dredge the river channel, but unexpectedly, a corpse was dug out of the river channel.

There were soldiers from Jingzhao Mansion nearby, and they were soon alarmed. They buried the bones and prepared to carry them back to the yamen for investigation.

"Let's go!" Yan Zheng gently held Yan Wanwan's elbow.

Before I finished this breakfast, I encountered such a thing, which was also unpleasant.

Yan Wanwan nodded, Yan Zheng held her and was about to leave, but the soldiers from Jingzhao Mansion had already lifted the corpse, and Yan Zheng pulled her sideways to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, the river bank was wet and slippery, and one of the soldiers carrying the door panel slipped under his feet. Although he quickly stabilized, the bones on the board were tilted and almost turned off from the top.

Although it didn't turn it down in the end, it was a "clang" sound, and something rolled down and hit Yan Wanwan's eyes.

She subconsciously looked down at her, but she was stunned. But soon, the thing was picked up by the soldier.

"Madam?" Yan Zheng slightly raised his voice and called her.

Yan Wanwan suddenly woke up, and the hand he held turned around, grabbed his hand, and used some force, and his fingernails were embedded in the back of his hand. He frowned slightly, but Yan Wanwan didn't notice it at all, and he turned aside and said hurriedly, "Husband... I seem to know that thing, that thing."

The words were unclear, but Yan Zheng understood it, his eyes flashed, and he patted her gently. When she was stunned, he had already broken away from her hand, strode towards the soldiers and shouted them. I don’t know what he said, but when he turned around, he held the thing just now, and the soldiers stopped and waited there, everyone looked at this head.

Yan Wanwan didn't care about this, and his eyes were fixed on the silver ring that Yan Zheng was holding, and he was about to reach out to pick it up.

"Wait." Yan Zheng did not dodge the sideways, then took out a veil from his sleeve, wiped the silver ring carefully, and then handed it to her.

Yan Wanwan hurriedly took it, and flipped the silver ring and looked carefully. The remaining blood on her face was sucked away.

"Madam?" Yan Zheng felt cold in his heart when he saw this, and he was afraid of scaring her, so he had to suppress his anxiety and called softly.

Yan Wanwan raised her head in a daze and looked at him with a white mouth and face, "Husband, I know this thing, but I don't know if this person is the one I think. I don't know if my husband has any way... Let me go to Jingzhao Mansion together and see this case."

Seeing her like this, Yan Zheng's eyes subsided, he took the silver ring out of her hand, turned his head and negotiated with the soldiers, and the soldiers raised their bodies and left.

Yan Zheng turned around and reached out his hand towards Yan Wanwan, "Let's go!"
Chapter completed!