The father and daughter found an inn to stay, and Master He discovered that there was not even a maid around He Ran.
"Where is the maid your mother gave you?" Master He remembered that He Ran had a maid, so why didn't he come with her?
He Ran looked down at her toes. She was wearing new clothes and a new pair of shoes. Finally, she was no longer green. Now she was pink from head to toe, just like the big hollyhocks blooming in the fields.
"Yan'er steals things, I don't want to take her with me."
"Stealing something? There is such an evil slave in the house? What did she steal?"
Mr. He was very angry. The poems and books of the He family were passed down from generation to generation, and even the maids had been exposed to the fragrance of books. How could the maids of the He family be capable of stealing things? "I stole the gold box that my father gave to my daughter. My daughter asked her about it, but she said she didn't take it. But there were only two of us in the room. Who else could it be if it wasn't her."
He Ran was careful. At this moment, she was the poor person being bullied by the evil slave.
Mr. He was stunned: "Golden box? Are you talking about the golden box? What about the things in the box?"
He Ran took out a seal from his sleeve: "It's here."
Mr. He breathed a sigh of relief. It's good that the seal is still there. It's good that it's still there.
But is it really just the gold box that Yan'er wants to steal? It's not that Mr. He thinks too much, but that he understands the Yan family.
Yan'er belongs to the Yan family, and she and the Yan family are of the same mind.
I'm afraid Yan asked her to steal that gold box.
Fortunately, the seal was not in a gold box, otherwise this trip to the capital would have been in vain.
Master He's eyes fell on the birdcage held in He Ran's hand. There was a green parrot in the birdcage, looking around.
Where did this bird come from?
Master He remembered that He Ran did not take the bird with her when she got in the car.
Of course, it might have been placed in the car in advance, after all, the father and daughter were not in the same carriage.
"Is this the bird you raised?" Mr. He asked casually. The little girl likes to raise this and that. These are all trivial matters and have nothing to do with the overall situation.
"Well, I raised it." He Ran carried the birdcage and followed Mr. He into the inn.
However, there was no maid around He Ran, and Master He felt that this matter needed to be resolved urgently.
Miss Qianjin went out without anyone to call her, which was a disgrace to the He family.
After settling down, Mr. He sent his long followers out to look for people to buy people. As expected, the capital was prosperous and everything was convenient. Even buying people was much more convenient than Zhending Mansion.
Less than half an hour later, the elder casually led a little girl in. The little girl lowered her eyebrows and looked like a content person.
"What's your name? How old are you? Have you ever learned the rules?" Mr. He asked.
The little girl hurriedly said: "My name is Xiaohong. I am fourteen years old. Wang Yapo taught me some rules."
"Well, take it to the eldest lady to see." Mr. He waved his hand. He was most bothered by these mundane matters.
The little girl was brought to He Ran. He Ran nodded and signaled to the chief attendant to stay.
After the chief left, He Ran asked: "What's your name?" The little girl raised her head, pursed her lips and smiled, with a small dimple on each cheek: "My grandma said, the boss is the best at naming. , please also ask the master to give your slave a nice name."
Xiao Ba on the side quickly said: "I think you look a bit ugly, so I'll call you A Chou, A Chou A Chou, you eat the fart and I drink the wine."
The little girl was so anxious that she was about to burst into tears: "Master, I don't want to be called A Chou."
"It's not called A Chou, it's called Xiao Li, the pear from Liduo." He Ran picked up the pen and wrote the word Xiao Li on the paper.
Xiaoli was overjoyed. The boss saw her little Lidou. The boss gave her a nice name and the boss didn't hate her.
Xiaoba continued: "If you put small pears outside and freeze them, that's called frozen pears. If you bake small pears on the fire, that's called baked pears. If you stew small pears with rock sugar, that's called stewed snow pears with rock sugar. Small pears, small pears, do you want to stew them or stew them? Want to bake?”
Xiaoli gave it a white look, "I'll bear with it, I'll bear with it." Grandma said, if you can't afford to offend this stinky bird, then don't offend it.
The next day, Mr. He personally wrote a greeting note and asked Chang Sui to send it to Jinghong Tower.
When he was a Jinshi in the year of Yichou, He Wenqing of Zhending Mansion and his daughter asked to see the owner of Jinghong Tower.
Half an hour later, the greeting note was delivered to the hands of an old woman by the clerk at Jinghong Tower.
The old woman read the greeting card in her hand twice, and said to the big black man standing in front of her: "Xiao Tu, didn't you say that the big boss is coming from Zhending Mansion? Who is this He Wenqing? "
The big black man touched his head, and he didn't know how to explain: "That's right, my ancestor has become smaller. Alas, you will know it when you see it. You can see this He Wenqing if you want to see it, or if you don't want to see it. If you don't want to see it, see it." Anything is fine.”
The old woman glanced at him and said angrily: "I remember that when you were a child, you were very smart and smart. How come you become stupid when you grow up? You always speak with incoherent words. I really don't know that Zuo Xiao How did Ai teach that he was feeding people to waste?"
Big black man. What does it mean to be useless? The old woman looked at the greeting card again and murmured to herself: "He Wenqing, Zhending Mansion? What is this person's surname?"
She looked at the big black man again: "The headmaster has nothing to do with this person named He. He didn't mention the headmaster in this greeting card."
Big black man, I’m convinced, I’m really convinced! "Isn't this written about taking a daughter with a daughter? Our ancestor is the girl He Wenqing brought with him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a snap, and the crutch made of unknown wood in the old woman's hand hit the big black man.
"I'll beat you to death for this insignificant, disrespectful thing! Zuo Xiaoai can't take care of it, I will take care of it!"
The old woman is a skilled martial artist, and despite her age, she is not ambiguous at all when it comes to hitting people.
The big black man was beaten up and down, crying for his father and mother, but it was useless. He didn't even know where his biological father and mother were.
The old woman has already determined that this is the prank played by Zuo Xiaoai and her god-grandson.
In the past ten years or so, Zuo Xiaoai has been making some unwarranted plans every now and then, just to target her. The year before last, he even put some tricks in her house. She wrote a letter and scolded her, saying that there are no tigers in the mountains and monkeys act like kings. Zuo Xiaoai also I wrote a letter scolding her, saying that she couldn't change her attitude towards eating shit and would only do shameful things.
So in the past two years, none of them talked to each other.
It was good now, Zuo Xiaoai, an old man, actually sent his grandson over, saying that the boss was coming to the capital. She really believed it, but before she could have a cup of tea, the black boy said that the boss had changed. Damn it, this son of a bitch dared to make fun of the boss, but she was so angry!
At this moment, a woman came in. Seeing that her old lady was still beating people, she quickly said: "Old lady, madam is here. She is outside right now."
The old woman put down the crutch in her hand and said angrily: "It's neither the first nor the fifteenth day of the lunar month, what is she doing here?" (End of Chapter)