As we walked into the main street, there were more people, and everyone's pace slowed down.

"Husband, look, that little rabbit lantern is so cute." Lin Qingxue pointed at the lantern on the stall and said to Song Heng.

After talking for a while, without getting any feedback from Song Heng, she turned around and saw that he was stretching his neck and staring at the direction where Chen Wan was!

Lin Qingxue lowered her eyelids, bit her lip, and then deliberately pretended to be hit by someone, and she burst into tears in surprise.

"ah……"

When Song Heng heard Lin Qingxue's scream, he looked down and saw that she was turning towards him, so he hurriedly supported her.

"Is it okay?" Song Heng asked softly.

Lin Qingxue raised her pair of frightened almond eyes, shook her head and said, "No, it's okay, I'm just accidentally hit me."

Song Ziyu was watching the lanterns in front of the stall, but she didn't notice it at all.

But Song Ziling, who was walking behind Song Heng and Lin Qingxue, frowned and said in his heart: "My second mother is so strange. Even though no one hit her, she exclaimed and fell to her father, and said that she was hit by someone."

Could it be that the ghost he couldn't see hit Erniang?

Thinking of this, a chill rushed straight from the soles of his feet to his forehead, which scared him to shivering.

"Get closer to me." In order to prevent Lin Qingxue from being hit again, Song Heng asked her to get closer to him and took her hand.

Feeling the warmth in Song Heng's palm and the thick calluses on his hands, Lin Qingxue couldn't help but curl up the corner of her mouth, feeling sweet in her heart. She moved a step to the right, and her right arm was pressed against Song Heng's arm without any gap.

When Song Heng raised his head again, the position he was staring at was gone. He hurriedly searched around with his eyes, but he could not find her figure. He finally stared at her.

However, as she is so big, nothing should happen, and she can't lose it!

Song Heng was in his heart and comforted himself.

At this time, Chen Wan was waiting for the scallion oil pancakes to come out of the pot in front of a small stall selling scallion oil pancakes.

She didn't eat enough at night, so she wanted to buy scallion pancakes to fill her stomach.

"Mrs. Your three scallion oil pancakes," the stall owner, who was about fifty years old, wrapped the three scallion oil pancakes in oil paper and handed them to Chen Wan.

"Thank you." Chen Wan thanked her and took it, and said to Qiuju: "Give me money."

After saying that, she gave Ling'er one of the scallion pancakes in her hand.

The stall owner was stunned for a moment when he looked at Chen Wan. It was the first time he had sold scallion oil pancakes that he had been selling for so many years that he heard the person who bought the pancakes say thank you to him. Moreover, this lady looked like a noble lady. This feeling of being respected made a warm feeling in his heart.

"Come on, boss, I'll give you money." Qiuju found a silver slot weighing a money from her wallet and handed it to the stall owner.

The stall owner took the silver slot with both hands and said with a smile: "Wait a minute, I'll find you money."

Chen Wan threw down a sentence: "No need to look for it." Then she ate the cake and walked away.

Qiu Ju was stunned for a moment and thought to herself that the lady was so generous today. Then she smiled at the same dazed shopkeeper and followed Chen Wan away.

They all walked away, and the shopkeeper realized. Looking at the silver corner in his hand, he hurriedly rushed to the backs of Chen Wan and others, and whispered: "Thank you, my wife."

The scallion oil pancake costs only two cents per, and for this money, he has to sell fifty scallion oil pancakes! This lady is such a good person!

Hearing the thanks from the stall owner, Qiuju, who had just walked to Chen Wan, looked at her and asked, "Madam, why are you so generous today? You can buy fifty scallion pancakes for a penny."

Chen Wan handed a scallion pancake to Qiuju and said, "When they celebrate the festival, they even set up stalls, and they didn't rise at all. They sold so cheaply, so let him make more money!"

If this is in modern times, it would be much more expensive to sell things in such a lively place during the holidays!

Qiuju took the scallion pancake and smiled at Chen Wan: "Hehe, madam is so kind."
Chapter completed!