Among them, the man in white saw the woman getting up from a distance and was stunned for a moment. Then, he looked at the fruit basket next to her, filled with red fruits. He suddenly remembered his words and two taels of silver from a few days ago and couldn't help but smile. Walking a few steps quickly, he asked, "Auntie, are you waiting for me?"
The woman was so happy that she quickly pulled the fruit basket next to Baomei, picked up a half-sized cloth bag from it, and said, "Sir, the newly picked fruits by my man must be delicious. I have been waiting here for a few days. I haven't seen the young master, but I finally did today. This bag contains the best fruits that my husband and I picked out overnight. There must not be any bad ones. The things are heavy. You can eat this first and leave the address to the house. My old lady will deliver the rest to your house." The old woman said very sincerely, looking at the face of the young man in white.
Isn't it a bit presumptuous to ask where the house is?
Brother Yu took the bag with a smile, threw it back, and said, "Go on." The man behind him quickly took it, opened it, took one, and threw it into his mouth. His cheeks suddenly became sore, and his saliva overflowed, and he clicked his mouth, "Mmm, not bad, it tastes good! I said Brother Yu, make some for me later, my wife is pregnant and likes to eat sour food a lot lately."
"No, I'll buy it myself." Brother Yu refused and winked at the woman.
"Eh? Did you spend money to buy it?" The man came up, glanced at the red fruits in the basket, and asked the woman, "How do you sell them?"
Brother Yu held out five fingers and said, "I threw away 5 taels of silver a few days ago, just for this one bag. How do you think I can sell this basket?" As he spoke, he shook his hands in front of Lu Qingyuan.
"So expensive?!" Lu Qingyuan shouted, grabbing money!
"Whether you want to buy it or not, my wife's husband climbed the cliff to pick this fruit. Do you know how dangerous it is? Otherwise, you can buy it elsewhere. You won't be able to sell it even if you have money." Yu Ge hummed.
Lu Qingyuan hesitated for a moment, thinking that his wife had a bad appetite these days, so he might as well buy it, so he took out 10 taels of silver and said, "Send it to Lu Mansion in the east of the city."
How dare the woman accept it? The fruits in these two baskets are not worth two taels of silver. Now another young man wants to give 10 taels. She feels that today's good luck is too much. First, he gave 2 taels of sure results, then the lady who crushed the seedlings tossed a gold coin, and then the honest-looking young man rewarded 10 taels.
"What? Lesser?"
"Mom, please keep it." Brother Yu fanned a big paper fan and fanned the cool breeze to the side with a smile. He took a look at the girl who had been sitting next to her eating cakes since just now. She was very tight. What kind of clothes was she wearing?
"Quite a few, quite a few." The woman accepted it flattered, "Sir, please rest assured that it will be delivered to your house shortly, no less than one."
Lu Qingyuan nodded, pushed Brother Yu, "Let's go."
"etc."
Brother Yu, who was pushed, wanted to say this, but Baomei got there first. He couldn't help but look at her in surprise, "Did the girl tell us to wait?" He pointed at Lu Qingyuan and himself.
Baomei stood up with a smile and came closer, staring straight at Brother Yu. The latter was so frightened that he took two steps back and thought to herself, why is this little girl so presumptuous? Doesn't she know? Staring at a man with such pure eyes, is it easy to become spoiled?
Bang, the paper fan flickered in the middle, blocking the view. Brother Yu tilted his head and asked strangely, "Girl?"
"Dad!" Baomei shouted excitedly.
Brother Yu was startled, his brows furrowed, and he repeated, "Dad?!" What do you mean?
Seeing that he didn't respond, Baomei remembered that the name was different in ancient times and quickly changed her words, "Dad!" The voice was extremely loud.
"Ouch!" Lu Qingyuan stumbled and fell to the ground.
Brother Yu blinked, "What did you call me?"
"Dad." Baomei replied happily. It's true that you can't find anything even if you wear iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.
Little Daddy, Brother Yu, is 14 years old, playful, and lazy. The youngest son of the richest man Yu Nanfeng. This is what my mother remembers in her diary.
But looking at it now, there is a difference in his appearance. His face was childish then, but now he is more handsome.
Lu Qingyuan was coughing wildly on the sidelines.
Brother Yu's face turned dark, "Girl, don't be joking. You and I are not that different. How could I have a daughter as old as you? Besides, I'm twenty this year and haven't married yet."
Huh? Get a wife? Brother Yu's expression changed and he smiled, "Could it be that the girl has some new ideas and wants to be my brother Yu's wife?"
Let's just say, he is well-known, he is rich, handsome, and talented. So many women have tried their best to get him, and maybe the little girl in front of him has other agendas.
"Are you twenty?" Baomei asked.
"Yes, no more, no less, just right. Is there anything wrong, little sister?"
No, Baomei also secretly wondered. She is 14 years old this year and he is only 20. If he were to be pushed forward, wouldn't he have been ruined by his mother's wolf claws when he was 6 years old? How can it be? Maybe he wasn't even weaned off, so how could he be her father?
Did mom make a mistake?
"Your name is Brother Yu?"
"That's right." Holding the fan smiled.
"Father Yu Nanfeng?"
Brother Yu was stunned, "How do you know my father's name?"
Baomei's eyes lit up, "Is he the richest man in your family?"
Brother Yu laughed and said, "Yes, yes, sister, where are you from?"
Lu Qingyuan was vomiting at the side, what could he do?
Baomei's eyes widened, "Who is your sister? I am your daughter and you are my father!"
Brother Yu laughed dryly, covered his face with a fan, and came again. He thought he had to go home and ask his father, Yu Nanfeng, when he owed the romantic seed outside.
Baomei stood in front of him angrily. Brother Yu rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Are you looking for your father?"
"Yeah." Baomei snorted, changing the topic, isn't her father him?
"I'll help you find him. Tell me, what's his name?" You see, he is a very kind person who is anxious for others.
"I'll look for you." If I find one, I'll count it all, Baomei thought to herself.
"I have a problem with you?" Could it be that he is seeking revenge?
"What is a festival?"
"Is it you who has a grudge against me?"
"No." Baomei shook her head, paused, and suddenly remembered, "Did you know a woman named Bao Yunhong back then?"
It's okay not to mention it, but when Bao Yunhong was mentioned, Brother Yu, who had always been smiling and seemed to have a good temper, changed his face. He gritted his teeth with a gloomy face and said, "I don't know you." He turned around and left.
Lu Qingyuan looked at the sudden turn of events in front of him and was stunned for two seconds. He quickly got up and led the two horses to catch up, "Hey! Brother Yu, wait for me! Auntie, remember to send it to Lu's house in the east of the city."
"I will remember it, sir, don't worry." The woman said quickly from the side.
Seeing the two young men walking away, they mounted their horses and galloped away. After a while, they disappeared from their sight. The woman gently patted Baomei on the shoulder and said, "Girl? Why don't you come to my house to stay for one night?" The woman's eyes were full of sympathy. No wonder she gave her a gold coin just now. It turns out that there is something wrong with this girl's brain. How could she recognize her relatives casually? If a discerning person sees it, they can't possibly be father and daughter!
She secretly weighed the gold coins behind her. She couldn't take the money that was unintended, so she returned it to Baomei's pocket without leaving a trace, looking at her worriedly.
Unexpectedly, Baomei looked at the direction where Brother Yu disappeared and started to giggle. The laughter was so weird that the woman couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body.
do not know? ! Who would believe it? He is her father!
"Thank you, aunt. I'm going to the city. Also, I'm giving this gold coin to you. Just keep it." After saying that, he took it out of his pocket and put it in the peasant woman's hand. Then he turned around and ran in the direction where Brother Yu left. past.
The East Wing Pavilion of the Royal Mansion.
Crackling noise! None of the slaves outside the door dared to come near. They all stood at a distance and listened to what was going on inside. It took a long time before Yu Nanfeng, the eldest man of the imperial family, ran home in a hurry from outside. When he arrived at the door of the East Wing Pavilion, he heard things being banged and banged inside. He frowned and said in a deep voice: "Who can tell me why the young master lost such a temper?"
Slaves, you look at me, I look at you, they shake their heads in unison, no one knows.
Uncle Fang, the housekeeper, came closer and said, "Sir, the young master and Mr. Lu went out of the city early in the morning. When they came back at noon, they rushed into the room and smashed it till now."
"Lu Qingyuan? Call that boy here."
Uncle Fang said in embarrassment: "Master Lu just came forward to persuade me, but the young master knocked off his jaw. I sent someone back to the house." Seeing what the master wanted to say, he quickly said, "We have sent the famous doctors in the city to Heal him." Mr. Lu is the only son of the Minister of the Ministry of Finance. If he is really beaten, his family will not be able to afford compensation no matter how much money they have. He understands this.
The housekeeper did a thoughtful job. Yu Nanfeng nodded with satisfaction, feeling secretly in his heart that he had to pay a visit to apologize. An old friend of many years could not be lost because of his son's punch.
Hearing that the movement inside seemed to have subsided a bit, thinking that Brother Yu was tired of smashing, Yu Nanfeng stepped forward and pushed the door open to enter the house.
Looking at the mess all over the floor, everything in the house that could be smashed was not spared, and those that couldn't be smashed were kicked to pieces by Brother Yu. Yu Nanfeng's face looked so good.
"You idiot, what kind of evil are you doing? How much money did you lose in a house full of treasures, and you smashed them all without blinking an eye? Why did you get so angry outside that you insist on going home and smashing things?"
Brother Yu, who was lying on the ground tiredly, leaned against the bed with a cold look and a dark face. He said nothing and didn't answer. Yu Nanfeng saw the fire coming up and was about to scold him when he was shocked to find a hole coming out of his youngest son's right palm. The ball of fire suddenly turned pale with fright and backed away, saying: "Smash it, hit it hard! If there is nothing left to hit, dad will ask someone to bring it to you, so you can hit it as you like. Be careful!" Don't forget to remind Brother Yu of the fireball in his hand before going out.
The housekeeper and the servants saw the master wiping the sweat from his forehead and exiting, and looked at each other. Yu Nanfeng closed the door of his son's room, turned around and let out a big breath, what a danger! It's been a long time since my son lost his temper and burned down his house 6 years ago. I haven't seen him so angry for a long time. What happened? It seems that he must go to the Lu Mansion.
Thinking that his son was still angry, Yu Nanfeng shouted loudly outside the door: "Go and bring over all the good porcelain vases that can be smashed, and let the young master smash them!" After saying that, he walked to the housekeeper and whispered in his ear, "Choose some fakes, don't buy too expensive ones, just move a few cheap ones to make up the number."
"Master, I understand." The butler knew how to look.
Looking back at the East Wing Pavilion, Yu Nanfeng sighed and left the yard.
Yu Nanfeng took a sedan chair to Lu Mansion. As soon as he left, Baomei asked about Yu Mansion's residence. She was standing on the road in front of the street looking at the plaque above the gate in trance.