Chapter 54: Tiger-Head Shoes Stepping on the Infant's Funeral Hall (Twenty) Begging for cool, thin clothes...

The crowd dispersed, carrying their loved ones wrapped in straw mats back home, awaiting Wen Gu's arrival for treatment.

Mr. Ye, injured in the chaos the previous night, had been anxious after hearing about the outbreak of the epidemic in the city at dawn. Having finally recovered, he now looked exhausted, his back less erect than usual.

Ye Qingzhan and Chuntao helped him into the carriage and then stepped back to the back one.

Wen Gu, waiting by the carriage, reached out for help, but she dodged, saying, "Tangyuan, give me a hand."

Tangyuan stole a glance at the boss's husband, whose face looked as if it was about to rain. With a trembling hand, he offered the boss, "Boss, be careful."

Ye Qingzhan lifted the curtain and stepped inside. Wen Gu paused, pondering for a moment before getting into the carriage. Tangyuan scratched his head, confused as to why the boss and his husband were angry again, and simply pulled the reins and drove.

The two people in the carriage sat very far apart. Ye Qingzhan lowered her eyes, passing Wen Gu and looking at him.

Ye Qingzhan was a little angry. When the crowd dispersed just now, she asked him how to save him. Wen Gu smiled at her and said, "Don't worry." Don't

worry, what kind of worry did she

say? Not saying anything was worse than before. Now she didn't want to pretend to be nice to him, but he started to play deaf and dumb and hide it from her.

Angry.

Ye Qingzhan became more and more angry as he thought

about it, and glared at him. Wen Gu met her angry eyes, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said with calm eyes, "It's okay." The evil curse, the thing in his body, was very familiar to him, and he was used to the pain.

The expression on the young man's face was not really a smile, but just comforting himself. Ye Qingzhan looked at such a smile, her heart was stuffy, and she felt something like a claw, grabbing her heart again and again.

Out of habit, Ye Qingzhan lowered her head and touched the bracelet on her wrist.

Wen Gu leaned closer to her and said, "I've seen your dream."

The hand that was stroking the petals on the armlet paused, and Ye Qingzhan looked up at him. The man's eyes were full of seriousness.

Wen Gu said, "You dreamed that I killed Madam Jiang."

It suddenly rained heavily outside the car. The rain fell on the roof, making a dripping sound.

The moisture was lifted by the wind and rushed in through the curtains, soaking the clothes of both of them. The cold air hit her, and Ye Qingzhan shivered. She said word by word, "Didn't I say I believe you?"

Ever since she was picked up by Li Ying, she had been having the same dream over and over again. In her dream, she was lying on the edge of a cliff, and in the distance Jiang Xuejun was lying on the snow. A young man in red came from the sky, holding a long sword, approaching Jiang Xuejun's throat. After a

roar, she fell off the cliff and didn't know what happened next.

Because she didn't know what happened next, and hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Ye Qingzhan was willing to wait, waiting for the day when the clouds would part and the moon would appear. Instead of accusing the person in front of him of being a "murderer" from the very beginning.

If I had known that he would penetrate spirits into dreams, I should have stayed away from him while I was asleep.

Wen Gu held down the car curtain and sat by the window to block the violent storm that was about to burst in.

"I'm very happy that you chose to believe me, but--" Wen Gu looked at her, his tone was calm and gentle, but the emotions accumulated in his eyes were burning more and more fiercely. He raised his hand, shackled the girl's slender neck, and touched her lips with his other hand.

"This is not enough."

Before he finished speaking, the young man leaned over and kissed her, begging to use his cool and thin lips to warm the other lips stained with cold rain.

Regardless of the wind and rain behind him, he was unwilling to separate even a little.

Outside the car, people thought it was a sudden rain, but they didn't expect that the heavy rain would fall for a whole day.

***

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye—" The county magistrate, who had not been seen for a long time, rushed into the Ye Mansion in the heavy rain, holding up his robe, shouting as he ran, "Mr. Ye, please do not bear grudges, and help Mr. Jin!"

The voice sounded sad and sincere, and it pulled Ye Qingzhan out of her sleep. She got up, rubbed her eyes, and slammed the edge of the bed. When she exerted force, she felt a burning sensation on her lips, and the burning spread to her face.

Ye Qingzhan touched her lips covered with blood scabs, and then stroked her burning face. She remembered what happened in the car and quickly got up to open the window.

Too much, too much. It

was just a kiss, but why did he bite? If you do this again next time, I won't let you... There won't be a next time!

Ye Qingzhan fanned the air with her hands.

It was all hot.

It must be all hot...

It was still raining outside, and mist was rising in the dark night. Ye Qingzhan's eyesight was not affected. She watched the county magistrate blocking Mr. Ye and crying in front of the second-floor window. She was a little surprised.

In the fantasy world created by Shanniang and Grandma Tao, Jin Xiao's appearance was not as plump as he had seen before, but rather very thin. Through the rain curtain, Ye Qingzhan recognized him by his narrow eyes.

Just like the eyes of Jin Guan in Chu Mozhi's fantasy world, the look he cast on people was always scrutinizing, making people feel uncomfortable.

"Mr. Ye, please save my brother quickly, this rainstorm is going to take my life!"

As if he had become a different person, County Magistrate Jin became more humble to Ye Shaolin, and his crying voice sounded sincere and urgent. Chuntao folded her arms and glared at him under the eaves. Grandma Tao, who had shrunk, was also awakened by the crying and shouting downstairs. She jumped off the bed, climbed onto the windowsill, and finally jumped into Ye Qingzhan's hands.

Something must be wrong when things are abnormal.

Ye Qingzhan put Grandma Tao into his sleeves, put on his clothes, and went downstairs.

Seeing Ye Qingzhan approaching, Chuntao opened her umbrella and went to greet him, whispering, "This man is like a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken, he has no good intentions."

The water in the courtyard was deep, and the green trees and red flowers were scattered all over the ground. From Chuntao, Ye Qingzhan learned that a heavy rain had fallen while she was fast asleep, and it was only now that the rain had eased. Mr. Jin came in the rain, not for anything else, but to ask for food and money.

"The granary was flooded by the rain, so he knew to come to ask Mr. Jin for food?" Chuntao pouted, "The river was blocked, so he wanted Mr. Jin's money. I don't know what Mr. Jin was thinking, to let him into the mansion."

The scolding was really loud, and Ye Qingzhan slapped her hand. Chuntao rolled her eyes at the person a few steps away.

Jin Xiao, the county magistrate of Sui'an County, seemed not to hear or see anything, and continued to hold Mr. Ye's arm and smiled, saying, "This girl is of true nature."

As a guest, Ye Qingzhan could not say anything more at this time, and just looked at Mr. Ye silently. A faint voice in her heart told her he would agree.

Ye Shaolin, with a look of impatience on his face, freed his grasping arm and politely said, "Please go back, County Magistrate. I, the city dwellers, will help. As for the money for the river repairs, as a native of Sui'an County, I will certainly contribute."

After a long wait, he finally received these words. Jin Xiao's eyes narrowed into a smile as he said, "It's a blessing for the people of Sui'an County to have a man of such righteousness as Brother Ye."

Ye Shaolin waved his hand perfunctorily, "No, no, it's my duty."

"Then I won't bother you any more. I'll be taking my leave now." Jin Xiao bowed and said goodbye, turning away decisively. His expression changed, his eyes cold, but his lips curled up.

No one noticed the sudden change in Jin Xiao's expression, but those around him knew of his past behavior.

Ye Shaolin looked at his leaving back, as if his clothes were stained with dirt, and shook off the arm that he had just hugged tightly, and said with disgust: "Is the death of your son too much of a blow, and you started to rethink your life and prepare to be a good person? You actually come to me for help?"

Ye Shaolin looked incredulous, looked at the rainy sky under the eaves, and said: "I don't know if Xuejun and Qingzhan are happy outside? All these troubles happened one after another, fortunately they didn't encounter them."

Chuntao continued his words: "Sir, it will take until after the New Year for the wife and the young lady to return."

"Yes, when they come back, it will snow in Sui'an County." Ye Shaolin stretched out his hand, and the cold raindrops slid through his fingers, "I hope that when Xuejun and Qingzhan return, I can solve all the problems at hand." "

Sir, do you really want to help the county magistrate?" Chuntao couldn't help saying, "This person must have no good intentions!"

He was completely different from before, and Ye Qingzhan also expected that Jin Xiao had no good intentions. But, her father...

Ye Shaolin put his hand back into his sleeve and said to Chuntao: "I am not helping him, I am helping the suffering people in the city. Having such a county magistrate is a disaster for the people. If I just stand by and watch, I wonder how many orphans will appear in Sui'an County after this rain."

It's always like this - the Ye Shaolin in front of him and the silhouette of Ye Qingzhan that was sealed in the depths of his memory slowly overlapped.

His calm gaze passed Chuntao and looked at Ye Qingzhan again, and smiled: "What's more, people with lofty ideals like Mr. Dongfang, who are not locals, are also working hard to save the people in the city. As an elder and a native of Sui'an County, I have no choice but to do it."

Ye Qingzhan listened to his words, smiled lightly, and thought of Wen Gu.

- In such a deep and eager kiss, she fell asleep. When she woke up again, he was gone.

"Qingran," Ye Shaolin called out to her, and Ye Qingzhan responded. He listened, "Mr. Dongfang told me to look after you and get a good rest in the mansion. Let Chuntao stay with you for the next few days, and don't leave the mansion..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Qingzhan said, "Sir, I want to go out. I want to go out. I also want to do my best to help the people in the city."

Ye Shaolin was stunned for a moment, then said, "Okay." He waved his hand and turned back into the house.

He wanted to refuse, but the way the young girl looked at him and the tone of her voice were too much like his daughter who was praying for blessings outside. He couldn't refuse his daughter, nor could he say "no" to someone who looked like his daughter.

...

The next day, the rain continued to pour.

Ye Qingzhan, along with Chuntao, followed Ye Shaolin in the city to help the poor whose homes had been destroyed by the torrential rain and the curse. People thanked them, but she felt uneasy.

The charity granaries in Sui'an County were destroyed by heavy rain, and the grain reserves of the Ye Mansion were also in danger. The rainstorm also collapsed the Jade Butterfly Peak, blocking the main roads, and the relief grain from the court was slow to arrive. With no other choice, Mr. Ye spent thousands of gold coins to buy food from the neighboring town.

On the third day, the food arrived, but Mr. Ye fell ill. Ye Qingzhan stayed at his bedside to take care of him, and Grandma Tao, who sold tiger-head shoes in the illusion, disappeared. Grandma Tao, the master of the illusion, who has become a ghost and wears tiger-head shoes around her neck, grew bigger and cooked for everyone at the stove.

Chuntao and the housekeeper put porridge outside to save people.

Wen Gu's whereabouts were hard to find.

On the fourth day, the evil curse in the city was no longer resurrected, and many people recovered, but Mr. Ye's illness became more and more serious. Wen Gu was still nowhere to be seen, and the grandmother who sold shoes still had not returned.

On the fifth day, something happened to the Ye family.