Chapter 257: The soul returns to its hometown

"Humph!" Hongfeng threw away his hand as if he was very angry.

Unexpectedly, the owner of this mask stall ran up and stretched out his hand: "You two, I haven't paid yet."

You Chuiyun took out his bag and paid the money.

The stall owner looked embarrassed: "Sir, I can only buy one piece..."

Hongfeng looked at Youchuiyun, but the latter said disdainfully: "You have to pay for it yourself."

Hongfeng said angrily: "I have no money!"

You Chuiyun snatched the ghost mask from her hand, returned it to the vendor, and continued to say disdainfully: "You don't have money to buy things like others?"

Hongfeng's heart trembled. Looking at You Chuiyun's smiling face, she actually felt aggrieved. Thinking that she was in a different place with no relatives... This annoying man was still teasing her, and she gradually started to cry.

But the next moment, You Chuiyun handed his ghost mask into her hands, turned around and left.

"You know how to save money, prodigal bitch, huh."

Hongfeng stared blankly at the ghost mask in her hand, and then at the back of Youchuiyun walking through the crowd. She sucked in the snot that almost fell out, and laughed at herself: I am a tiger, why am I so sentimental?

Then she smiled happily and jumped up and down chasing You Chuiyun.

Then You Chuiyun began to doubt himself, why he took this prodigal woman out, and whether this was a major mistake in his life.

Even he himself found the whole charcoal-grilled chicken luxurious, and Hongfeng ordered a portion without blinking an eye.

After a while, the girl had a paper bag on the left and a paper bag on the right. Her mouth was full of chirping, and she was eating happily.

You Chuiyun was feeling sorry for his money bag from behind, what a sin!

Fortunately, when the girl passed by the Wanbaolou branch, she didn't even glance at the disguise. She seemed to be wholeheartedly enjoying the delicious food, forgetting how expensive Wanbaolou's rouge gouache was in the Yao clan.

You Chuiyun only felt that he had escaped a fatal blow.

After a while, the two of them were standing at the entrance of an alley, and the buzz of sawing and pulling wood was hoarsely hovering over the place.

"Ah, what is this place? Why are there so many wooden boards on the walls?"

"This is called a coffin board."

At this time, a donkey cart came out slowly, with a pale-faced man in an officer's uniform sitting on the shaft.

"Master You!"

This person is none other than Li Mu.

On top of the donkey cart, there was a good-quality coffin, but the paint seemed to have not dried yet, with lots of bleeding and streaks, like fingertips scratching at random.

"How much does it cost? This coffin isn't cheap."

Li Mu said: "Golden nanmu is not cheap, it is very expensive."

You Chuiyun was speechless and asked: "This thing is so expensive, are you willing to bear it?"

"Where is it? Mr. Li saved his own coffin book before he died. He said he wanted to live in the best house."

"You should pay for it out of your own pocket."

As soon as these words came out, Li Mu was silent for a while and then said the right words.

"Without further delay, brothers are waiting outside the city... let's go, Master You."

You Chuiyun got on the donkey cart, and Hong Feng also sat next to the coffin.

The donkey was miserable, struggling to move forward step by step.

But the three of them didn't feel slow either.

"how far……?"

"Thirty miles."

"That's not far."

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Widow Wang is in her forties or fifties, which is not too old, but

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It's because she has gray hair and her eyesight has been hard to use recently... When sewing clothes, she always brushes the thimble, and the needle sticks into the flesh, and she always hisses softly.

"Pricked your hand again? Sister-in-law, what's the matter with your old eyesight?" Another young working woman said with a smile: "Go back and have a rest, we will mend these clothes."

Several other women in the small courtyard also laughed together: "Sister-in-law, you go and have a rest."

Widow Wang shook her head - "It's not a problem."

Widow Wang smiled coquettishly and rubbed her eyes. She didn't know why, but she had been feeling restless recently.

At this time, there was a sound in the courtyard.

"Did you steal money again?" Then there was the sound of bamboo sticks snapping, and a young master was seen running over crying, being chased and beaten with a stick by the lady of the family.

The young master pointed to the clothes in Widow Wang's hand and said, "The money is inside the clothes, inside the clothes."

At first glance, the eldest lady looks like a noble lady, but she is beautiful but a bit sarcastic. She seems to be a spoiled rich lady.

She angrily snatched the clothes from Widow Wang's hand and rummaged around in her pockets, but she couldn't find any money at all.

"Madam, be careful, I pricked my hand..." Before Widow Wang could finish her words, she heard Madam scream and pinched the bloody eye on her index finger. It turned out that she had really been pricked by a needle.

After such a prick, the eldest lady, who was already in a bad temper, became even more angry after being pricked by the needle. She even slapped the Widow Wang hard. The Widow Wang was not in good health and fell to the ground. She didn't even survive for a long time.

Can get up.

Blood flowed from the ear hole, and the ear was deafened by the slap from the eldest lady.

"Ah yo, old sister-in-law!"

"Sister-in-law, are you okay? Madam, you, you, why did you do such a heavy hand?"

Several women came forward and helped Widow Wang, who had a buzzing head, up.

The eldest lady didn't expect that her slap would actually make the old woman deaf. She regretted it for a moment, but after hearing the tone of several cheap women, she became very angry: "She stole the young master's money! Of course she should be beaten, slap her."

Death is not an exaggeration!"

"Ah? My sister-in-law is an honest person, how could she steal the young master's money?"

The eldest lady sneered and took out the young master's pocket, showed it empty, and said: "The young master said the money was in the pocket of this coat. Now there is no money. It must have been stolen by this dirty old woman."

!

I don’t accuse good people unjustly.”

Mrs. Changgong looked at Widow Wang's injuries and said angrily: "Madam, how can you spit on someone? It's obviously the young master who panicked, but you... you just hit someone at will when your hand was pricked."

Hitting people at will?

Although what this woman told was the truth, the eldest lady only cared about the attitude and tone of the other person speaking to her.

The eldest lady got so cute and sassy that she squatted down and snatched a cloth bag from Widow Wang's arms, which contained some money.

Part of the money that Widow Wang worked hard to save.

She used the money to buy a wife for Mr. Li. She lived frugally, even going without food. She even had old eyesight and didn't go to the doctor. She even dug money from between her fingernails to give it to her son.

Save money for taking out your wife.

Although there was always letters and money sent back, the storyteller told her son that the family was no longer so poor and that his son had become a soldier and was rich.

Widow Wang didn't care and continued to save money. She always thought that as many days of hard life as she had now, there would be many days of good life in the future.

With this idea in mind, this old mother has worked hard to live until now. She still works for wealthy people and wants to give more to her children.

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The son saved his property.

She no longer wanted her son to follow her back to the mountains and live the miserable life of eating mushrooms and being mush.

"give me back!"

The frail Widow Wang burst out with astonishing strength and scratched the eldest lady's hand holding the money bag with bloody streaks.

"Ah ah ah!" the eldest lady screamed, alarming the servants and the master who was professing his prostitution on the concubine all day long.

As he walked, the master came over fully dressed and holding a pipe danglingly: "What's wrong?"

I saw a group of servants tying Widow Wang to the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face, while the women kept begging for mercy.

"She really doesn't know how to steal money..."

"Old sister-in-law wouldn't do such a thing."

When the eldest lady saw the old man, she was crying and complaining. She showed the marks on the back of her snow-white hands to the old man. The old man pretended to be distressed and coaxed her for a while. She took Widow Wang's money bag and hummed: "The evidence is conclusive.

This old woman stole my young master's money. She also deliberately harmed my wife who discovered the truth... Come here... drag her down and hang her up! The hanging door is just for public display."

"Sir, this widow's son seems to be a soldier."
To be continued...