I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

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With the sound of a gavel, the story of the tiger-killing hero was finished.

Baiyunxi came back to his senses and refilled the tea for himself. Seeing how many people were listening with gusto and not even eating a piece of pastry on the table, he couldn't help but chuckle.

 “Do you all like listening to books so much?”

 Du Shi and Zhang Yishan smiled sheepishly after they regained their composure.

“I rarely listen to books, but when I listened to them, it was quite interesting.”

Even Yaya stared downstairs with burning eyes, "Grandma, the tiger-fighting hero is really awesome."

Yaya thought it was interesting, so she took the money and took the girl to deliver it to others. She wanted to ask her husband if there were any other stories he wanted to tell, so she had time to listen.

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They all come from poor families, and as long as they can be given a mouthful of food, they are willing to do anything.

As far as he knew, all the storytellers and singers in teahouses and restaurants relied on rewards to make a living. However, they got the money they received from guests and the teahouses and restaurants did not take any commission.

　　That's what she said, but she also understood that it was okay to go out for shopping occasionally during this period. If she often went out to show off, just to listen to music and opera, it would still make people feel restless.

As he said that, Bai Yunxi looked at Wenyou and asked softly,

"I heard that there are many chivalrous people in the world. Can we hire one or two to train the children? If there are more people in the future, you will be the only one. I'm afraid you will be too busy."

 “Are you happy to go out and play with Yaya today?”

"The less people know about this kind of thing, the better. Aunt Bai, don't worry, I can handle it. If the church is big, I will lead the small ones. If they are good, they will stay. If they are not good, they will be eliminated."

After listening to this, Du Shi saw her daughter's eyes shining and patted her shoulder quickly, "Fifth younger brother and sister, please don't spoil her. This girl is the best at climbing along the pole."

After arriving in Fucheng, in order to help her adapt to the life in Fucheng as soon as possible, she has not been forced to study. Now that she is on the right track, she must start reading and practicing calligraphy.

Watching the mother and daughter bickering and listening to the rumble of the carriage, Bai Yunxi occasionally lifted the curtain and looked outside, but found nothing unusual.

 Listening to her eldest granddaughter’s argument, Bai Yunxi couldn’t help laughing.

 In a moment, I heard the waiter singing congratulations downstairs, "The private room No. 1 on the second floor will reward you with a hundred dollars."

“In the future, I will find a reliable woman to take care of their daily life. As for the Jianghu people, forget it. They are unreliable.”

“Aunt Bai doesn’t know, but those children are very sensible. They clean, cook and wash by themselves, so they don’t have to worry about life at all.”

 But she clearly felt someone staring at her just now. Was it her own illusion?

Hearing his daughter pull her out, Du Shi glared at her pretending to be angry.

“You have the nerve to say, when have you meditated while reading and practicing calligraphy these days? Do you rush to play in the garden after finishing writing every day?”

Yaya immediately became unhappy when she saw that her mother was not on her side.

 When Wenyou comes back, she must secretly check who is targeting them.

Hearing Wenyou's tone, Bai Yunxi was silent for a moment, "If possible, you still have to find a mother-in-law to take care of your life. Once you start training, if you don't take care of it or eat well, it will be a hindrance."

After a while, Yaya walked in with a red face. It was the first time to experience this, and it felt very fresh and a little embarrassing.

Zhang Yishan looked at the little girl's depressed expression and couldn't hold it back. She quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief and chuckled,

“When I was the same age as Yaya, I would go to the college every day. I would rather hide in my father’s study and read books than become a female celebrity.”

 One hundred and eighty. One hundred and eighty. One hundred and seventy-four. One seven

Three days later, Wenyou handed the completed deed to Bai Yunxi, "Aunt Bai, the yard has been purchased. At No. 10 Jixiang Hutong, North Street, we found a lonely old man to guard the door. He is known as Lao Dingtou."

Baiyunxi took out a bunch of money from his wallet and handed it to Yaya.

Thinking about the strange thing about being stared at at the door, Bai Yunxi squinted his eyes, glanced at the lacquer shop again, and then got into the carriage.

"Okay, it's getting late. We should go back. If you like, come out more often."

“Here, give it to the waiter waiting outside the door and ask her to hand it over to the storyteller. We can’t let anyone’s hard work be in vain.”

The carriage stopped at the door. Bai Yunxi was supported by her two daughters-in-law. Just as she was about to get on the carriage, she couldn't help turning her head and glanced at the lacquer shop next to her. Except for a small flag waving in the wind, there was no one there.

 “I’m just fast.”

When the carriage started, Bai Yunxi gently lifted the curtain again, looked out, and narrowed her eyes. There was indeed a figure standing behind the column, but her sight was blocked. She could only see that the man was wearing a gray cloth shorts and a round shape. Cloth shoes, the area above the shoulders cannot be seen.

"Pfft~, Mom, you can't be too strict. Yaya is smart and has more energy than ordinary children. I think her calligraphy is already impressive."

Wen You has cold eyes. Once you enter this circle, you have to act according to the rules. The best will survive and the losers will be eliminated. This has been the case since ancient times.

I can keep staring outside the tea house. I want to follow all the way. I just do n’t know what the intention of this person?

“Grandma, what are you looking at?” Yaya followed her line of sight and saw nothing.

"Since you like it and what you said is good, you should reward me."

Hearing Yaya’s suggestion, Bai Yunxi tapped her little nose and gave her a look.

“Girl, have you forgotten that you still have unfinished homework?”

“You clever little monkey, reading and practicing calligraphy does not happen overnight. It requires persistence and patience. If you cheat, grandma will punish you.”

Hearing grandma’s reminder, Yaya pouted and nodded. “Grandma, don’t worry, my homework will be completed on time every day, and I will never be delayed. Mom can testify to this.”

 “Grandma is so kind.”

"I'm glad, Fucheng is so lively. I want to come and listen to books next time." The storyteller said that he would tell the story of the Queen Mother of the West in a few days.

Baiyunxi came back to her senses and raised her hand to rub her eldest granddaughter’s bun.

 Back home, Bai Yunxi handed the things she bought to Mrs. Zhu to sort them out, and asked the girl to help her change into home clothes, before lying down on the Arhat bed to take a rest.

Looking like this, they are everywhere on the street, and they are really nothing special.

Baiyunxi took the land deed and nodded, "Thank you for your hard work. How do they eat? Does the yard need someone to clean it and put it in order?"

As for Wenyou's decision, Bai Yunxi did not refute, saying that there are specialties in the art, which she knew she was inferior to.

After that, Wenyou went out every now and then. If there was any progress in Jixiang Hutong, she would report it to Baiyun Xi as soon as possible. The woman in charge of the kitchen was also not left behind.

It was a coincidence that she met a begging mute woman. In order to **** a steamed bun from her hand, she was beaten and kicked. Wenyou rescued her and took her back to cook for several children.