Rebirth Space Pretty Girl

"Of course not."

"Since it's not, Young Master Liu, please come back. I really don't know their identities."

The man's sister suddenly came to him and said with a sad face: "Brother, they may not really be, don't embarrass the shopkeeper, they can't come back, although I miss them very much, but we may be the same in our lives. There is no chance of seeing each other.”

The man quickly comforted, "Little sister, don't worry, they will be fine, we will definitely see them again."

Shopkeeper Jia has been a shopkeeper for many years, and he has been very accurate in seeing people over the years. These two must have no malicious intentions.

Seeing the woman looking like she was about to cry, Shopkeeper Jia softened, opened his mouth, and suddenly swallowed the words in his mouth.

They must have stepped forward to question Murong Lingran just now. They didn't admit it, and he couldn't betray them either.

The man caught a glimpse of Shopkeeper Jia's expression from the corner of his light, thought for a moment, and finally said nothing, took his sister's hand and left.

Others don't want to say it, and he doesn't want to force it.

But the capital is so big, he has a way to know.

At this time, Murong Lingran and Murong Xuan were sitting outside the carriage at the same time, and Murong Xuan said with a tangled face: "Aran, are we going to go again in the future? If we go, we might meet them again."

Although A Ran was collecting all the money today, he also knew that he made more money than selling vegetables.

It's only been a day, and he just gave up like this, and he was really reluctant to bear it.

Murong Lingran didn't take it seriously and said: "Go, naturally we want to go, we didn't do anything wrong, why don't we go? It's us who don't go."

"Still go to Tianhelou?"

"Yes, we can only sell fruit this month, and there are not many fruit trees. We are happy to have a good year when we sell out."

Murong Xuan hesitantly said: "Aran, there are so many wealthy people in Tianhelou, there will definitely be more people who will recognize us in the future, should we..."

"Second brother, did you mean to disguise?"

"right."

Murong shook his head, "There's no need to disguise. We didn't flee back in fear of sin, but were pardoned by the emperor openly and aboveboard, and we didn't do anything wrong. Dad was also framed, there's nothing shameful about it."

"And second brother, the looks of me and you have changed a lot compared to three years ago. Except for those who grew up with us, it is estimated that no one recognizes us. You don't have to worry at all."

"Many people have seen us today. If it suddenly changes, wouldn't there be no silver 300 taels here?"

Murong Xuan also felt that what his sister said was reasonable, so he no longer bothered. If the two people just appeared again tomorrow, they would just bite to death and not admit it, but...

"Where is Dad..."

Murong Lingran heard what happened when the third brother came back that day, thought about it for a moment, then frowned: "Let's not talk about it for the time being, although Dad hasn't mentioned it in these days, he must still care about it, and it's hard to get through it. After a few months of quiet life, let alone the unpleasant things that made him sad."

"All right."

After arriving at home, neither of them told what happened just now, but when they met old acquaintances, their faces were somewhat ugly.

Seeing that there was something wrong with the faces of his younger siblings, Murong Zong said with relief: "It's cold now, and it's normal for the fruit to be hard to sell. If it really doesn't work, we'll keep it for ourselves."

Murong Kuan also said: "Yes, Aran, second brother, it's okay."