Chapter 753: Chapter 177: The Cripple’s Request [Ten Thousand Words]_5
A single sentence cornered lame Hong Er, leaving him begging pitifully: "Please don’t tell Mr. Fang... I beg you, you are all good people."
"Heh..."
Jing Xiuyun showed no mercy towards lame Hong Er. Although he had changed quite a bit under Mr. Fang’s pressure, his core nature was undoubtedly still despicable.
As she spoke, she continued walking forward.
After walking several hundred feet, Zhao Ying’er seemed thoughtful as she gazed at the tightly closed gate on the other side, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
After walking past it, Zhao Ying’er said: "Sister Xiu Yun, do you find something strange?"
"What is strange?"
"That gate, during this recent time, since crossing over here for inspections, besides when we knocked to enter, the gate has basically never been opened?"
"Which gate?"
Jing Xiuyun was a bit puzzled and turned her head along Zhao Ying’er’s line of sight, seeing the imposing gatehouse with two large stone lions standing guard at the entrance.
But the vermillion gate was indeed tightly closed.
After searching her memory, she found no impressions: "This one?"
"Yes."
Zhao Ying’er said: "I have followed Mr. Fang here for inspections six times, and this family has never opened the gate; when not following Mr. Fang, our team has patrolled past here twenty-one times, and the gate has never been opened."
"It was originally considered normal, but now after two days, with such a big incident at the Zhu Family, and after repairing the gate they opened it again, this family still hasn’t opened their gate. This makes me feel uneasy."
Zhao Ying’er frowned and said: "If I recall correctly, this household is a large family, including household guards and servants, about a hundred people, and none have had incidents, yet they keep the gate closed daily. How do they manage food and supplies?"
Yun Jianqiu said: "Isn’t this common? After all, such big households have ample food reserves, at least they have granaries, and this huge courtyard is enough to grow vegetables."
Zhao Ying’er raised her eyebrows and said: "You don’t understand big households. While medium-sized homes might grow some vegetables in their courtyards, such big houses have several manors outside the city, and their homes are filled with more flowers and gardens. No vegetables."
"Even if there is storage, it’s not fresh, such people are not accustomed to eating that."
Zhao Ying’er said.
"But during this period, with the Dream Demon rampaging, everyone fears going out and keeps their gates shut, living out the days inside. I don’t find it abnormal. Plus, even if they don’t open the gate for us or the master doesn’t come out, who’s to say the servants don’t go out the side door to buy things?"
Yun Jianqiu said: "Could such people put up with it?"
"You make a good point." Zhao Ying’er nodded silently.
Then she said: "In the next few days, I’ll focus on observing this household to see if anyone comes out."
Yun Jianqiu found it no major matter and said: "Then you and lame Hong Er, Jing Xiuyun, form a group and observe from afar. Usually, just from that teahouse. It happens to be a good vantage point."
"Okay."
Zhao Ying’er agreed.
Although she felt uncomfortable working with lame Hong Er, amongst the recent patrol team, lame Hong Er was indeed the most knowledgeable.
Yun Jianqiu gave lame Hong Er a look, smiled slightly, and led the group away.
Thus Zhao Ying’er and the others went up to the teahouse.
"I’ll treat, my treat."
Lame Hong Er was very hospitable.
Jing Xiuyun and Zhao Ying’er exchanged glances, both feeling something was wrong. Lame Hong Er was not acting normal, seemed like he was asking us for something.
Moreover, when Zhao Ying’er brought up this issue today, Yun Jianqiu handed over lame Hong Er so suddenly, which caught them off guard.
This seemed as though it was pre-arranged.
Jing Xiuyun was not polite, choosing the most expensive tea snacks to fill the table.
Then she pulled Zhao Ying’er to start eating and drinking: "Ying’er, don’t hold back, eat and drink to your heart’s content, after all, someone is treating."
Giving lame Hong Er no chance to speak.
Lame Hong Er coughed softly, accompanying with a smile, demeanor humble.
Obviously, he was waiting for the two women to ask him something, such as why he was so generous today or if there was something wrong.
But Zhao Ying’er and Jing Xiuyun understood each other perfectly and neither of them asked.
Determined to have a free meal, as long as you hold your tongue, we will pretend nothing’s wrong, eat, drink, and then leave.
"Uh... Sister Jing..."
Lame Hong Er couldn’t hold back any longer.
Seeing the fruit plate being eaten up, how did these two women eat so much?
"What is it?"
"I have a request for Sister and Steward Zhao’s help..."
Lame Hong Er said with a bitter face.
"Knew you weren’t up to any good."
Jing Xiuyun sneered and said: "Go on, what is it."
"It’s my... wedding."
Lame Hong Er said bitterly: "Isn’t it that there’s no other way?"
Jing Xiuyun frowned unhappily: "What wedding?"
"I, I..."
"Weren’t you living with the Huang Family’s Sister-in-law all this time?"
Jing Xiuyun narrowed her eyes and said coldly: "Er Quezi, everyone tolerated you all these years, not because you’re vile! It’s because Brother Huang left early, the Huang Family’s Sister-in-law with a child, it’s not easy being a widow, and she is strong-willed, not accepting everyone’s help. Because you partnered with Sister-in-law Huang, everyone turned a blind eye in respect and because what you were doing was decent...only then you were given some leeway."
Her brows slowly stood upright as she continued speaking: "Now, after so many years, after having your fill and fun, you want to marry? Er Quezi, do you think that’s appropriate?"
