Cai Yu looked aggrieved. She was just too anxious!
Her master had changed his mind and only gave her three months. She had to clutch at any straw she could find.
Since Song Yinghuai had said so much, Cai Yu had no choice but to speed up and gobble up the food.
Far from being moved, Song Yinghuai became even more demanding. "Not a single bit is allowed to be left. Otherwise, eat the bowl too."
He's crazy! Crazy! Crazy!
Cai Yu thought that the man without his Buddhist robe was a madman, a devil!
It would be better for him to hit her with the ruler again than to stuff her stomach like this!
There was a sneer on Song Yinghuai's lips. He knew exactly what Cai Yu's grievance in her eyes meant.
This girl would rather be beaten than eat those big steamed buns, because every time after being beaten, she always had a hundred ways to charm him and gain his sympathy, then try to climb into his bed.
But if she stuffed herself full, she would be too busy taking care of herself...
Even if she wanted to climb into his bed, she had to worry about whether her stomach could take it.
After eating two big steamed buns, Cai Yu couldn't eat anymore. She lay on the table, stroking her stomach, and started to play the rascal.
"Sir, this servant really can't eat anymore. How about you give this servant a palm on the stomach so that this servant can vomit and then continue eating?"
Song Yinghuai remained unmoved. "Keep eating. I won't listen to any excuses."
Zhu Xiao and Han Fen had finished eating. They secretly turned their faces away, their faces distorted.
Cai Yu grabbed the third steamed bun. Her stomach was twitching, and so was her face. She murmured in her heart.
Song Yinghuai was going to watch her starve to death!
She had thought of thousands of ways to die, but she never expected that one day she would be stuffed to death...
Cai Yu took a bite, held the bun in her mouth, and stammered to Song Yinghuai, "Sir, this servant is thirsty..."
Song Yinghuai was in a good mood. He actually poured a cup of tea for her and pushed it over. "Drink it and then continue eating."
Cai Yu gritted her teeth on the edge of the cup as if it were Song Yinghuai's flesh.
It's never going to end...
If this goes on, her stomach will really burst.
She had to find a way to save herself...
Seeing her biting the edge of the cup, taking a sip of tea, her cheeks puffed out, and the water surface not moving at all, Song Yinghuai urged again,
"Don't play tricks. Keep eating."
Cai Yu snorted. Suddenly, her face changed, and she opened her mouth and let out a "yue!" at Song Yinghuai.
Fortunately, Song Yinghuai reacted quickly. When Cai Yu pounced on him, he bounced up and dodged to one side!
Even so, a mouthful of bun and coarse tea from Cai Yu still splashed on his clothes.
Song Yinghuai, who was always a clean - freak, froze on the spot. The expression on his face was a mixture of anger, fury, and daze.
Cai Yu staggered and fell at Song Yinghuai's feet. She grabbed the corner of his clothes that she had "accidentally" soiled and "fearfully" apologized,
"Sir... I'm sorry, sir! This servant didn't do it on purpose... This servant just couldn't hold it in... This servant will clean it for you right away!"
She reached out and groped for the teapot on the table, grabbed it, and splashed it on Song Yinghuai's clothes -
If this couldn't drive you away, then she would try harder!
This smooth series of actions stunned Zhu Xiao and Han Fen on the spot. They didn't know how to react.
Seeing that a pot of tea was about to be splashed on his clothes, and Cai Yu was still holding on to his clothes and calf, Song Yinghuai snorted. He exerted force with his foot and spun Cai Yu around.
"Crash!"
The whole pot of tea was blocked by Cai Yu's face.
The light - yellow tea was all over Cai Yu's fair face, dripping down bit by bit.
The evening wind blew, and her wet hair gave her a chill.
Cai Yu shivered and sneezed a few times.
Then she heard Song Yinghuai's stiff voice from above, "Get up!"
Cai Yu responded and got up from the ground. She hung her head and looked submissive, which made Song Yinghuai's cheeks ache faintly.
This girl's acting skills were getting better and better. He was a bit caught off guard.
Zhu Xiao shook his shoulders, holding back his laughter, and asked, "Sir... Ho ho! Still... still eat?"
Song Yinghuai swept a cold look over and left without saying a word, flicking his sleeves.
Zhu Xiao turned to Cai Yu and gave her a thumbs - up. "Girl, let's go!"
Cai Yu quickly took small steps to follow.
She was afraid that Song Yinghuai would get angry and ride away without her.
The city of Yanjing was very big. It would take about half an hour to ride from the west of the city to the Prince Yan's Mansion.
Unexpectedly, when she trotted to look for him, she saw that Song Yinghuai didn't lead his horse but walked slowly along the street in the crowd, as if he was strolling leisurely.
Cai Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
This was exactly what she wanted. The two big steamed buns made her feel stuffed. She could just follow Song Yinghuai and digest the food.
The long street was bustling. After passing through the food - stall area, there were more and more people playing. There were people guessing lantern riddles, playing the game of throwing arrows into a pot, shooting arrows, and selling ornaments... The cries of peddlers rose and fell one after another.
There were Huji dancers, monkey - showmen spitting fire, and all kinds of acrobatics that made people dazzled.
In the brightly - lit place, Song Yinghuai's shadow was as long and slender as a bamboo, lying behind him.
Cai Yu listened attentively. The copper bells hanging on the stalls were blown by the evening wind. She stepped on Song Yinghuai's elongated shadow and secretly stretched out her hand to cast a naughty shadow.
Song Yinghuai turned his head slightly and saw a small palm shadow on the ground touching his palm shadow, as if they were holding hands and walking together.
His eyebrows twitched, and he quickly turned his head and strode away.
"Count the lamp - bowls!" A cry suddenly rang in her ears.
Cai Yu looked up and saw that the small clay bowls were as big as wine cups, stacked up like a small mountain. There were candles burning in the middle, and the candles that would not be blown out by the wind flickered, and the wicks crackled.
Seeing Cai Yu in a daze, the boss immediately stepped forward to solicit business. "Young master, judging from your appearance, you must be from other places, right?"
"These lamp - bowls are a local custom in Yandi. It is said that after the relatives in the family pass away, they will turn into stars in the sky, looking down at the world from the sky and looking for their descendants. As long as we light a lamp - bowl, we can light up the eyes of an ancestor."
"They can find their descendants in the sky and bless their descendants to be safe and smooth from now on. Young master, do you want to light one for your ancestors?"
Cai Yu looked at the lamp - bowls stacked like a small mountain, and her eyes were a bit moist. "... Yes, I want to light... thirty - six."
"So... so many?"
The boss looked at Cai Yu in shock, and then sympathy welled up in his heart.
Unexpectedly, this young master was still so young, but all his family members...
Thirty - six. If it was a small family, it was probably completely extinct, right?
He didn't dare to say anything more and quickly took out all the lamp - bowls. He counted them and breathed a sigh of relief:
"Fortunately, there are enough."
"Young master." The boss said sympathetically, "Normally, it's fifty wen for one lamp - bowl. But for you, this... how about I charge you twenty wen for one. Thirty - six in total, that's seven taels and two qian of silver."
Cai Yu was stunned for a moment. The bones of her fingers holding the lamp - bowl suddenly turned white, and a sense of desolation welled up in her heart.
She had been the eldest miss of the Lan family for more than ten years and didn't know what money was. Later, she became a Yangzhou thin horse. Although her status was low, she never worried about food and clothing.
For the first time today, she completely realized that without the Lan family, she was so insignificant.
She couldn't even take out seven taels and two qian of silver to let the dead relatives of the Lan family find her.
The boss saw Cai Yu's eyes gradually turning red and felt uneasy. "Young master..."
Cai Yu suppressed the intense grief in her heart, took a deep breath, and forced the tears back into her eyes. She smiled and said,
"I just remembered that there aren't that many people... How about I just light two?"
One for her aunt who was buried in the deep snow pit, her eyes wide open in death.
One for her second sister whose life or death was unknown.
She only had that much money left.
The boss was stunned for a moment and then agreed. He took out two lamp - bowls.
A heavy silver ingot was thrown in front of the boss. A man's cold, gentle voice, as clear as a stream washing away all the dust, sounded:
"Boss, give her thirty - six lamp - bowls."