Chapter 9 Trivia

In fact, no matter how long the road is, after arriving in the capital, the hard work on the road has long been thrown away by Qingning. She saw a large string of sugar gourd in one hand and a bag of longan cakes in the other, smiling happily.

After Zhong Qingquan and several bodyguards arranged their accommodation, they followed the girl to the market crazily.

Zhong Qingquan was also in a good mood and put aside the recent troubles. In fact, for him, this girl's happiness is the best. He looked at her smile obsessively, which was really thrilling.

Qingning jumped and only knew how to squeeze into crowded places. Zhong Qingquan behind her reminded her to be careful, but she didn't hear it.

Qingning was happy in her heart. From a distance, she saw a group of people who didn't know what they were watching around. She curiously squeezed into a group of people to see what they were looking at. There was an open space in the crowd, a strong man in a short coat and a baby boy standing upright and saw people. It was almost time to come. The strong man knocked on the gong and bowed, and then said loudly, "My little brother and I originally joined our relatives in the capital, but we didn't know where to move to that relative's family. My younger brother and I are helpless, so we have to sell art on this street to make money. I hope everyone has money to hold a money market, but no money to support a personal market.

After saying that, he bowed again, "Our two brothers came to show our ancestral skills for everyone today..." As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of cheering around him.

Qingning's curiosity also clapping. She mixed in the crowd. Zhong Qingquan thought it was too tight, so he pulled her to leave. However, Qingning frowned and insisted on reading. I'm afraid this "cleverly broken bone" was not that simple. Qingning intuitively thought that she looked at the little boy who was only seven or eight years old and saw his brother facing himself. When I came, my eyebrows were all frightened, and I didn't dare to move. Let his brother grab one of his arms, he pretended to be strong, but his feet couldn't help trembling. I only heard a scream of "Ah..." which was made by the little boy. His arm was broken by the strong man, and he couldn't help trembling. His eyebrows were full of bitterness, and his forehead was covered with bean-sized sweat in an instant.

Qingning was shocked. This "cleverly broken bone" refers to breaking a good arm and then connecting it? She was puzzled. Even if she didn't know anything else, she knew how painful it was for this half of the people!

The strong man didn't even frown. The broken arm was messed up. The child was already in pain and speechless. He just lowered his head and endured it all the time, and tears in his eyes flowed out, but he still kept silent.

Qingning finally couldn't stand it anymore. She rushed forward. Zhong Qingquan wanted to hold her, but she cleverly dodged it.

Qingning thought, this man is not a brother, and if he is a brother, how can he be so cruel. She shouted, " Stop it?" Then he pushed away the strong man's body and protected the little boy behind him.

Zhong Qingquan also rushed forward to stand beside her. The little boy couldn't stand it at this moment, and his feet fainted to the ground.

The strong man was disturbed by watching the performance, and his face was suddenly full of unhappiness. However, when he saw that the two people were dressed, he must not be ordinary people. He thought that he might not be able to provoke them, so he changed his face and smiled, "I don't know why you two are like this?"

Qingning sneered and looked at the strong man with a fake smile with a disgusted face, "You don't know why? He also said that you are brothers. How can brothers be so cruel? How dare you say that you are really good at bone healing, and you shouldn't break this little brother's arm!" The more Qingning said, the more angry he became. In the end, he scolded loudly. Everyone around him whispered, talking about another deceptive trick.

When the strong man saw people whispering, he didn't want the fat in his mouth to fly. He quickly turned his face and smiled at the people around him and said, "I have ancestral medicine wine here. If you apply it on the wound, it will definitely relieve swelling and pain!" After saying that, he took out a small porcelain bottle from the small wooden box next to him and just wanted to paint it on the little boy's arm.

Qingning sneered again. He dared to say that this was a Jianghu man selling fake drugs, so he rudely shouted at him, "People have been stunned by you. What else do you want?"

The strong man saw that the woman was unforgiving and suddenly lost patience. He pushed her away. Qingning's center of gravity was unstable and almost fell a dog to eat shit. Fortunately, Zhong Qingquan, who was beside him, quickly supported her. Qingning looked up and immediately threw his eyes on Zhong Qingquan for help. Zhong Qingquan smiled and made her stand firm. After taking a step forward, how could he allow Qingning to be a little wronged?

Zhong Qingquan looked at each other coldly for a long time. At this time, his face was expressionless. Qingning was too familiar with this expression, which proved that he was angry. Qingning suddenly became happy, which is equivalent to adding a few points to the chance of winning...

Zhong Qingquan grabbed one of the strong man's arms. With a little force, he only heard that the sound of bone breaking was very crisp. The strong man only knew how to lie on the ground and cry. A group of people rushed in from the crowd next to him, holding wooden sticks and rushed at Zhong Qingquan. Zhong Quanqing stood straight, and the bodyguard behind him As soon as he raised his leg, he kicked one away. Then three or five bodyguards fought with those people.

Qingning frowned at the poor child, thinking that leaving him here would definitely be retaliated by those people. She simply pulled up the boy who fell to the ground. Thinking of what happened to the boy, she couldn't help feeling sad.

Qingning was trying to help him up and take two steps. With a light body, Zhong Qingquan put the boy on his shoulder with one hand and walked towards the inn where they lived. Qingning smiled from the bottom of his heart and followed lightly.

When he arrived at the inn, Qingning quickly ordered his servants to find a doctor to treat him. He took his arm, fixed it with a wooden board, and prescribed some medicine. He ordered the servants to grab the medicine and go to the inn kitchen to fry it and feed the little boy.

At noon, Qingning was busy. Zhong Qingquan was just drinking tea leisurely. Qingning grabbed the teacup in his hand and poured it into his mouth. He said vaguely, "I'm exhausted..."

Zhong Qingquan smiled helplessly. These things were all done by the servants. She knew that she was causing trouble beside her and made her tired like this. Big hero, what's the matter? It's over. What are you going to do if this man wakes up? Zhong Qingquan said jokingly.

Qingning thought that Brother Qingquan must have wanted to kick the child away, but the child was helpless. How could she bear it? Thinking of this, driven by compassion, she turned her eyes and thought about it. She knew in her heart that anyone in her dream was deliberately avoided by him, so she quickly said, "I think this Why is the little boy so like the teenager in my dream!"

Zhong Qingquan couldn't help spitting out the tea he had just drunk when he heard her words. He had long expected that the girl wanted to keep the boy by his side, but he didn't expect that she used this set of words, which was simply too confusing.

Qingning grabbed his arm affectionately and shook it. He said lightly, "Brother Qingquan, leave him. Next time you bully me, I will have a helper."

Zhong Qingquan's eyebrows were about to stand up and said seriously, "Then you can't keep it."

Qingning was suddenly anxious, "No, no, I mean, he can teach me a lesson with you, okay!" She spoke softly and cried with a sad face.

Zhong Qingquan couldn't help laughing, pulled her to his lap and sat down. He said softly, "In the future, without me by your side, don't be so strong. You have to protect yourself in advance, do you know?" He put his head on his head with her, and Qingning smiled happily. "In fact, if it hadn't been for you just now, I would have taught that man a hard lesson. I'm afraid of you, Brother Qingquan. Your martial arts haven't recovered so far."

Zhong Qingquan smiled after hearing this, patted her forehead with his head, and said in a funny tone, "It's not worth mentioning to deal with such a general person at all, but it's you. Where did the martial arts I asked you to practice?"

Hearing what he said, Qingning's face turned red involuntarily. She quickly pretended to be angry and ignored him. Unexpectedly, he laughed louder and louder and woke up the resting person.

Qingning quickly ran to the bedside. The child struggled up, and his big eyes kept looking around. His eyes were as clear as water. After seeing Qingning, he remembered something and quickly sat up reluctantly, "Son, be worshipped by me..."

"Goodbye, goodbye..." Qingning was in a hurry and said such a sentence, and then quickly pressed his good arm to let him lie down.

Zhong Qingquan's hand holding the teacup hung in mid-air, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Qingning sat by the bed and asked a few words. After listening to the child for a long time, he had a general understanding of his background. It turned out that he had been lonely since he was a child and depended on his grandmother. Two years ago, his grandmother died, and his uncle occupied the house and kicked him out.

He lived in the streets and alleys and found a lot of work. The store owner thought it was too small and weak, so he had to live in a ruined temple and beg for food with those beggars. Then he was caught by the group and tricked him into acting with them...

Qingning Qiang suppressed the sadness in his heart, quickly comforted him softly, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. "Okay, let it go. By the way, what's your name?"

When the teenager saw her ask this, he was puzzled, "Name? I don't have a name. My grandmother can't read. She calls me Fuzi.

Hearing what he said, Qingning quickly waved his hand, bit his finger and thought, "You can't do without a name. Let me think about it. Just call him Qingjing. In the future, he will be my own brother, and my sister will call you Jinger. How about that?"

At this time, the teacup in Zhong Quanqing's hand inadvertently made a sound.

Qingning didn't pay attention. She only looked at the child and asked happily, "Sister? This is not a dream, is it? Can I have a sister?" Then he didn't wait for Qingning to answer, and he laughed and promised happily, "Sister, sister, call me anything."

Qingning also laughed so hard that she couldn't close her mouth. She picked up the cake on the table, grabbed a piece of osmanthus cake and stuffed it into Qingjing's mouth, and choked him. She quickly poured a glass of water and accidentally sprinkled it on his injured arm. She wiped the handkerchief, which hurt lightly* * The person took a breath of cold air, and then she stood aside, and the servants cleaned up the place where she messed up...