C36 (2/2)

In the room, Ling Chaofeng explained the reason why he was here, then Susu shook his head and said, ”Manager Ling, I am only a concubine. I do not know the secrets of my family.”

Although Xiaowan didn't understand, he comforted her patiently: ”Don't be afraid, think slowly, it doesn't matter what you think.”

Ling Chaofeng analyzed that, it was not that he did not know the secrets of the palace, but that he did not know the secrets, so he guided her and helped her think.

Susu held onto Xiaowan's hand, when she suddenly thought of something, and said: ”Manager Ling, Shang Shu Manor's wife, who is also Master's sister, goes back to his parents' home for sure every month at the age of seventeen. No matter if it's rain or shine, on that day, Master would close the door with her and talk for a long time, is that considered a matter?”

Ling Chaofeng nodded, ”Is there anything else?”

Susu tried her best to recall that every autumn, there would be people who delivered crabs to him. However, the crabs in the crabs basket were only covered with a layer of crabs, and the bottom of the crabs were all in silver.

He had also heard the old master mention that because these two years happened to coincide with the Emperor sending troops to attack the Liang Empire, every time they fought a personal battle, the capital would loosen up. The old master was extremely busy during that period of time, and he would be especially happy every time he went in and out, and would also beat her up a little less.

”Manager Ling, I'm sorry. I get beaten up everyday and fear filled my heart, and I really can't pay attention to other things.” Susu said guiltily, ”I know why you are asking this. It's not that I am afraid of not telling you, it's just that I have no way of knowing. If I think of something else, I will tell you the next time we meet.”

Ling Chaofeng had already memorized each and every one of them, and said with a smile: ”It should be enough, just the Mid-Autumn Festival crab, is enough for him.”

Xiaowan was standing at the side, and as she heard this, she became confused. After she finished what she was doing, they were about to leave, but Yue Huaiyin was still waiting outside.

Yue Huaiyin laughed: ”Nothing, I am from Baisha Town, and do not have any friends. I am very happy that you all are here.”

The Xiaowan said: ”When will you be invited to our inn to take a seat? When you go to the dock to retrieve your goods, stop and rest.”

Ling Chaofeng did not say anything, he only stood at the side with a kind smile, waited for them to be courteous, and then left with the Xiaowan.

Yue Huaiyin watched as her upright posture disappeared in front of her eyes, and the bottom of her heart was empty again. Ling Chaofeng moved forward and retreated appropriately, she kept her sense of propriety, but did not know if he would end up like her if he was not married. I heard that he and Xiaowan had just gotten married, if only she had come here half a year earlier.

Before leaving the Siyun Pavilion, Xiaowan mentioned that she only used cosmetics once in the guest room to throw them away. Although the room fees were expensive, the shop did not care about these, it was too wasteful.

He then asked Ling Chaofeng if he could trouble Miss Yue to do some small and exquisite things, it would not be a waste or lose quality, and it could also do some small business with Siyun Pavilion.

Ling Chaofeng praised the Xiaowan as he started to calculate for the life of the inn, but there were not many female customers in the inn every year.

Xiaowan laughed, ”I thought I had a good idea. Yesterday, after cleaning up Yunze, I saw that Shuiyan rouge had only moved a little, so I threw it away. I want to keep it for myself, said my aunt.

Ling Chaofeng replied: ”That's only natural. After you become my wife, you are only allowed to use the best in the world. How can you use the leftovers of others?”

On the way back, he took Ling Chaofeng to the blacksmith shop to greet Uncle Zhou.

Blacksmith Zhou saw the legendary Ling Chaofeng, he stared straight at his, only to see that his cheeks were even redder than when they met a few days ago, before he said: ”Evening, your mother will definitely protect you in the sky.”

On the way back, Ling Chaofeng asked, ”Late at night, where will mother be buried?”

Xiaowan said, ”In the cemetery behind the village.”

Ling Chaofeng looked at the sky, it was getting late, so he said: ”Tomorrow morning, we will go and bury Mother, I will go and pay my respects to Mother.”

Xiaowan's eyes were red as she choked with sobs, ”Husband, thank you.”

When they returned to the tavern, when they heard that they were going to bury Xiaowan's mother in the morning, Uncle Biao immediately cooked some vegetables and steamed buns before dawn the next day.

In the dim light of the morning, Aunt Zhang watched as the horse carriage drove off and smiled at her man: ”I wonder when Xiaowan will be pregnant with a baby, at that time, our shop will be bustling with noise and excitement. I have never brought a child in my life before.”

Uncle Biao looked at her, and then hugged his wife's shoulders. ”Once my child is born, we will be of the same generation as grandfather and grandmother.”

Aunt Zhang snickered: ”What, you think I'm old?”

Uncle Biao held her face and took a sip, ”Wifey, shall we go back and sleep for a while?”

On the other side, the carriage was shaking all the way. After passing through the Baisha Town, they would have to walk west to reach the Qingling Village, but since they had left the house early, Ling Chaofeng drove the carriage quickly and steadily.

After his mother was buried in the village, it was originally in the Old Mu Family's cemetery, but when Madam Xu entered, he made a ruckus. She said that the old Mu Family had to get rid of the ghost, so the Master Mu had no choice but to move the Xiaowan's mother out and bury her all by herself.

Every time Xiaowan went up the mountain to chop firewood, she would secretly visit her mother to pull up the weeds at her grave.

Unexpectedly, the person who was coaxed by the village said something in front of the stepmother, saying that Xiaowan's mother's grave was especially neat and clean. Madam Xu knew that Xiaowan would often go to pay respects to her mother. She thought that by doing this, the Xiaowan was cursing her and wanted to give her a hard time at home. She beat her up and threatened to dig out her mother's bones and throw them into the wilderness if he saw her go to the grave again.

At the moment, Ling Chaofeng was plucking the grass on the grave, fetching water from the stream, washing the stones that were slightly weathered clean. Although it was called a stone, it was still a stone, although it was simple and crude, and was not too bad, and he still had respect for the dead.

Xiaowan placed the vegetables one by one, lit a candle, and burned the paper money with Ling Chaofeng. She knelt in front of her mother's grave and started chanting with her palms together, secretly asking her mother if she had brought this Jade Ring over.

Ling Chaofeng greeted his mother-in-law and told his mother who he was. He hugged Xiaowan and said, ”Mother, don't worry.

After that, they went to the Mu Family cemetery and paid respects to Xiaowan's grandfather and grandmother. When Xiaowan's sister passed away, she was only three years old.

Others might not be able to recognize Ling Chaofeng, but they could also recognize Xiaowan. Someone ran back and shouted through the fence: ”Wen Bao's mother, Xiaowan and your young master have returned to the village.”