Chapter 119 Sir, what can I do for you?
Jiang Yu was soft-hearted and not hard-hearted. What else could she do when her aunt begged with tears? Besides, she was still a junior.

She forced Wu Hongrong to kneel in front of her aunt, "Okay! I'll give him a choice, kowtow and apologize, or let me beat him up.

Wu Hongrong, you choose one."

Wu Hongrong had experienced his cousin's extraordinary strength since he was a child, so he naturally chose the easiest option.

"Bang bang bang!"

Wu Hongrong kowtowed three times and said, "Grandma, I was wrong. Please forgive me."

Jiang Xianghui burst into tears again, out of disappointment and heartache.

From her husband to her grandson, they are all spineless. How can she not be heartbroken?

"Grandma~"

Wu Hongrong covered his forehead and acted pitiful and obedient, "I really know I was wrong. Can you give me a hundred coins? I promised Xiaoyun to buy her a hairpin."

"A hundred coins?"

Jiang Yu sneered, "I can't use up all the wooden hairpins, and I can't use up all the silver hairpins.

Wu Hongrong, do you know how long it takes for a hundred coins to be used for household expenses? Do you know how much coins my aunt earns for laundry every month?
You have never experienced the Wu family's former glory. Where did you learn to spend money lavishly?
A family of men with hands and feet are all supported by a woman like me who does laundry for others. How dare you ask for money while you are eating and drinking?
Otherwise, I'll punch you twice and send you to reincarnation, where you can eat, drink, have fun and lie down in a rich family, okay?"

As he spoke, Jiang Yu clenched his fists, scaring Wu Hongrong so much that he ran away.

Jiang Xianghui and Jiang Yu stood at the corner of the alley, looking at each other in silence.

Jiang Xianghui was embarrassed. Her grandson's cowardice and the miserable state of her own marriage were all laid out in front of her niece.

Jiang Yu didn't know how to persuade his aunt not to hang herself on a tree.

"Xiaoyu."

After a long while, Jiang Xianghui finally spoke, "What are you planning to do?"

“Is it a failure?”

Jiang Yu's self-confidence flew away when her aunt called out her name.

"No."

Jiang Xianghui smiled with tears in her eyes, "It was you who exposed the ease with which you carried Xiaorong."

Jiang Yu: "..."

Fortunately, fortunately, she almost wanted to go back to Sister Xiu to continue her "further studies".

She took out a purse from her sleeve pocket and put it in Aunt Jiang's hand.
"Aunt, I still suggest you think about it carefully. Our family is simple and we don't mind you going back. I'm leaving now."

Without waiting for the aunt to refuse, Jiang Yu quickly disappeared into the alley.

Jiang Xianghui opened her purse and saw that it was full of small change. She hurriedly chased out of the alley, but the man was no longer visible outside the alley entrance.

……

In front of the only inn in the town, the waiter was so bored that he fell asleep.

"Shh!"

A handsome young man carrying a small wooden box and a bag on his back opened his folding fan and woke up the waiter.

Seeing the customer dressed in silk, the waiter's face was immediately filled with a flattering smile.
"Sir, do you want to stay in the hotel or have a quick meal?"

"Stay in the hotel!"

The elegant young man glanced at the waiter and said, "It's getting late. Where are we going after lunch?"

"Please, please, please."

The waiter hurriedly waved his hand towards the counter, "How many guests are there?"

"Shh!"

The elegant young man put away his folding fan and slapped the counter, "Boss, you need to replace this waiter. He is not smart enough. One room upstairs."

"Yes, yes, sir, you are right."

The shopkeeper smiled. His parents, who provided him with food and clothing, had come and he had to coax them. "Sir, two taels of silver for a room in the upper room."

Two taels of silver?
It costs two taels of silver to stay in a shabby inn in a town?
Converted into RMB 112.

That’s right, the elegant gentleman is Jiang Yu after putting on makeup, and the look she put on is exactly No. 19 Ayuan.

Without a reference, she couldn't create it out of thin air.

He was secretly complaining in his heart, but he couldn't let the character he was playing down fall apart at the moment, so he took out two silver pieces from his sleeve pocket and threw them on the counter.

The shopkeeper happily grabbed the silver and personally led Jiang Yu up to the second floor. When he came down, he saw the waiter lying on the counter looking at something. He was angry and said, "What are you still doing here? Go outside and greet the customers."

"Uncle."

The waiter pointed at the counter and said, "Look here, it's cracked."

The shopkeeper took a closer look and saw that there were indeed several cracks on the counter. The counter was made of elm, which was hard and heavy and he had selected it specially.

The shopkeeper looked towards the stairs in doubt and uncertainty, and the crack was exactly where the handsome young man had clapped his hand just now.

"Uncle."

The waiter guessed that it was the customer who took the photo, "Ask him to pay for it!"

"stupid!"

For the first time, the shopkeeper felt that it was inappropriate to use this brainless nephew as a waiter. "What will happen if this slap hits you on the head?"

The waiter immediately hugged his head and asked, "Why did the customer pat my head?"

The shopkeeper pointed at the stairs and said, "Go up there and ask the customer to pay. See if he will clap?"

"I'm not going, I'm not going."

The waiter shook his head and stepped back.

"The waiter."

The waiter was startled by the shouts of customers coming from upstairs and almost fell down.

The shopkeeper glared at his nephew, took two steps down the stairs, and asked upstairs, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

After entering the so-called upper room, Jiang Yu frowned and looked at the quilt, and then was disgusted by the black dirt on the quilt.

She walked out of the room and called the waiter downstairs. When she heard the shopkeeper's response, she said to him from the fence,

"Change all the bedding on my bed. I want clean ones that have not been used by others."

The shopkeeper was in a dilemma. "Sir, your request is difficult to fulfill..."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A dozen pieces of silver were smashed onto the dining tables in the living room on the first floor and embedded into the tabletops.

"Go buy me new ones, and ask the waiter to come up and clean the room again."

Shopkeeper: "..."

Does he dare to ask this guest to compensate for his table?

Sitting aside and staring at the waiter who was cleaning the room, Jiang Yu couldn't help but think of Mr. Lan.

In this situation, she is Mr. Lan and the waiter is her.

No, no!
Jiang Yu shook her head vigorously to get rid of the random thoughts in her mind. She did not have Mr. Lan's mysophobia, and she was not Mr. Lan's daughter.

She just disliked the fact that the quilt had been used by someone else, and Qin didn't allow her to use the quilt that had been used by someone else.

Thinking of Qin, Jiang Yu felt as if his heart was blocked by something.

The shopkeeper came up with a servant carrying bedding, "Sir, we have bought everything you wanted, and there is still some left..."

"I've given it to you."

"Thank you, sir."

The shopkeeper was very happy. The bedding and sheets only cost five taels of silver.

With the remaining money, there is enough to buy ten tables. Besides, the tables are still usable, so there is no need to replace them.

Jiang Yu asked the shopkeeper and the servant to put all the things on the table, gave the waiter a dime as a tip, and drove everyone out.

She makes her own bed.

She is different from Mr. Lan. She doesn't need a waiter, she shops the food herself.

Lying on the new quilt, smelling the fishy smell of cloth, I remembered the faint smell of the quilt that Qin had slept on.

What happened to her?
Why is it that every time I come out, I always think of Mr. Lan or Qin?
She must be too lonely, so she should go out for a walk!

When Jiang Yu walked out of the inn, the waiter asked the shopkeeper quietly, "Uncle, don't you think this young man is very strange?"

"What's wrong?"

"I still carry my bag and suitcase when I go out."