Yanzhi looked at it for a long time and slowly withdrew her gaze. She no longer wanted to listen to Wang Po’s nagging, so she left her all the way home.

After passing around the moss alley, she returned to her small yard in a daze. She still looked like Su Mugang in her head. She didn't expect to see him again...

But for some reason, he appeared here, and seeing his luggage in his body, as if he was running around, I don’t know what he was going to do?

Yanzhi thought for a long time and finally sighed. They were not as good as strangers now, so how could she be qualified to take care of these things?

She didn't dare to think about it anymore, so she kept going into the house to embroider the veil. In the past three years, if she hadn't been busy day by day, she really didn't know how to get through it.

But after a while of busy work, Wang Po came to the door again, and this time she simply brought a betrothal gift for Mr. Zhao.

As soon as Yanzhi opened the door, Wang Po smiled and pulled Yanzhi's hand, "I want to congratulate you on this one. Look at Mr. Zhao's betrothal gifts, which shows how much I like you. Don't think too much, prepare well, and you can enter the door tomorrow."

Wang Po said, and the person behind him was carrying the betrothal gifts.

Seeing this, Yanzhi's voice was no longer gentler than before, and was even colder than the cold snow in winter. "Move back."

Seeing that she was so ignorant, Wang Po put away the smile on her face, "I advise you not to go against Mr. Zhao. If something happens to you, an outsider, no one can help you.

Now that I have accepted the betrothal gift, I have entered Zhao's mansion peacefully, and will naturally treat you as a treasure. Otherwise, don't blame others for thinking about the other side. If your reputation is ruined, it will not be worth the loss."

Yanzhi was furious when she heard this, and said sarcastically: "Mr. Wang Po really convinced me. If the matchmaker fails, he will force him to marry him. He blamed him for not having any of the marriages that happened to Wang Po. He is really a great skill."

Wang Po didn't hear the bento when she heard this. She was used to seeing such people. They all felt too proud. Later, they entered the mansion, but they were not controlled. There were so many women in Mr. Zhao's mansion, and that was enough for her to drink a pot. When she heard this, she pretended not to hear it. She held Yanzhi with one hand and waved her hand to let the betrothal gifts come in one by one.

Yanzhi's face turned completely gloomy when she heard this. She had been kind to others for three years and had never been angry. However, she didn't expect that this kind of kindness would give others the feeling that they could bully at will. She really treated her as a soft persimmon and pinched whatever she wanted!

Yanzhi suddenly held Wang Po's hand and folded it back. Wang Po screamed in pain, then raised his foot and kicked the box of betrothal gifts hard, kicked the servant who was carrying the betrothal gifts out, and pushed Wang Po out of the door, with his eyes harshly shouting: "Get out!"

Then he said something unfamiliarly and closed the door with a slam.

So he went into the house and took a veil to continue embroidering as if nothing had happened.

When Wang Po saw Yanzhi so ignorant, she only raised her voice and cursed: "It's obviously a shameless woman, and she is still pretending to be a chaste woman with me. She looked so beautiful that she even lost her soul. If I hadn't stopped her, I would have done something amazing..."

Yanzhi thought of Su Mu again, and her heart suddenly broke out. She stabbed her needle in her hand and was stained with a white handkerchief. She was finally upset and couldn't embroider it anymore.

He threw the veil on the table, turned his head and got into the quilt, took a pillow and covered his head, isolated the sound from outside, and slept with his head.

Since I saw Su Mu that day, I have never seen him again. It seemed that everything was a flash in the pan and it was gone after seeing it.

This is more or less called Yanzhi a little regretful. If he had known that day, he would have followed him to take a few more glances. He wouldn't have to ask her to be so worried now, always worried about whether he would faint on the side of the road.

Is there anything... that evil way to do?

She thought about this every day, and she became quite depressed these days. She couldn't get excited about anything she did, couldn't eat, and couldn't sleep. She was always thinking about it.

After lunch that day, Yanzhi took her embroidered purse and veil to the only ready-to-wear shop in the town.

The people in the town are busy making a living all day long and don’t spend much money on listening to operas. They only have a few days to choose a month to watch, and the opera troupe will not start operas all day long. If they rely on operas to make a living and do not seek other ways out, they will only starve to death.

The bluestone street in Quxi Town is not as lively as Yangzhou. Along the way, there is a towering ancient tree growing in the center, with lush branches and leaves. The white-bearded old men sit under the tree to enjoy the cool air and play chess, making them more leisurely and leisurely.

Yanzhi walked into the ready-to-wear shop with a wooden basket, which was more lively than before.

In the past, there were few people, and it was even more deserted than the coffin shop next door.

Today, there are many girls' homes, and there are several aunts who take their own girls to pick their clothes. The area as big as a palm is full of people.

The boss's wife was busy without touching the ground. Seeing Yanzhi coming in and breathing a sigh of relief, she waved to her and said, "Yanzhi, come here and help me quickly."

Yanzhi quickly put down the basket and rushed forward to greet the people. Only after the busy schedule was done, the boss's wife had the time to accept her purse and handkerchief.

Yanzhi looked at it and asked casually: "Why are there so many people today?"

The boss lady raised her head and smiled, "You don't know. The scholar from Kyoto relaxed at the matchmaker yesterday, saying that she really wanted to marry and have children in the town to settle down. This teacher is decent and handsome. How can you not move when you say this?" Then she handed over the money in her hand to Yanzhi, "It's a pity that you have a husband, otherwise I will prepare a suit for you. With your appearance, you can't get the handsome scholar?"

Yanzhi's eyes flashed, and she remembered Su Mu again, and she looked a little lonely. After a moment of reassurance, she took the money she handed over, and left the boss's wife and left the door.

She walked silently for a while before she found that it was raining in the air. There were few people on the streets who had been away from the ground. Yanzhi had no umbrella and could only run home with a wooden basket on her head.

But I didn't expect the rain to get heavier and there was no place to shelter from the rain. When I saw the yamen in front of me, I had no choice but to run away quickly and stand at the door to shelter from the rain.

The rain came too quickly. After a moment, a pool of water accumulated on the road made of bluestone. Rouge embroidered cloth shoes fell step by step, splashing crystal clear water. The wild grass flowers on the cloth on the shoe were also dizzy, and the hem of the dark skirt was also dizzy.

Yanzhi carefully avoided the puddle on the ground, and moved lightly against the wooden basket like a jumping rabbit. After a while, he arrived at the yamen gate and quickly walked up the steps and walked under the eaves. Then he felt a gaze falling on his body.

Yanzhi raised her eyes and happened to meet his eyes, and was stunned.

There was a man standing under the eaves, and his clothes were covered with cloth, and his face was stunning and dazzling. His black hair was slightly dyed with rain, and his dark clothes were not dry and wet. His eyebrows and eyes were as clear as Zen. His long eyelashes were dyed with rain. When he looked over, his eyes became more and more profound, as if he had seen it in his heart at a glance.

Yanzhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he didn't expect that he had not left the town, and he felt a little joy that could not be controlled.

He didn't carry his bag like that day. He looked at her, then glanced at the wooden basket on her head, then withdrew his gaze, his eyes were indifferent, and he treated her as a stranger as usual.

Yanzhi hurriedly took down the wooden basket above her head and stood there a little embarrassedly.

I wanted to say a few words to him and say he had been doing in recent years, but it showed that he didn't dare to speak anymore.

The street is deserted, and occasionally passers-by run away in the rain. The sound of rain drizzles. Drops of crystal clear raindrops on the dark eaves slid down into a series of water curtains, hanging on the bluestone slabs, playing the clear and beautiful music of "drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip d

Yanzhi was standing awkwardly when he suddenly heard someone calling her from a distance, "Miss Yanzhi."

Yanzhi hurriedly turned around and looked at him. Isn’t he the handsome scholar in the famous town?

Chu Tak was wearing a long gown and a scholar's hat. He looked gentle and handsome when he didn't smile. When he smiled, he had a shallow dimples on his face. He was so good at the fragrance of books that he really had the ability to make his daughter's house in the town fall for him. He walked towards Yanzhi with an umbrella and smiled at her, "This rain will not stop for a while. I'll send you back, so as not to wait here."

Yanzhi didn't want to leave, but heard this and shook her head and said, "No, no, I have nothing else to do, so I'll stop waiting."

Chu Xiao thought that it was indeed unreasonable for men and women to hold an umbrella together, so that people would have to say something disgusted when they saw it.

He weighed the matter and was about to speak when he saw someone inside raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly. The man was standing in the dark, with a bit tricky position. He couldn't see his appearance clearly at all.

He glanced at Yanzhi and looked at the man inside. The lonely man and widowed from the same roof, and the ambiguity of the pastoral being really unignorable.

He thought about it and put away his umbrella, stepped up the steps and stood beside Yanzhi, "I'll wait with you."

Yanzhi was quite surprised to see this. She had nodded with the scholar in the past and had never said a few words. Today, she was really surprised. With Su Mu standing behind her, she became more and more uncomfortable.

Chu Jimo stood back and asked as if he was talking to him, "I heard that Wang Po had troubled you a few days ago?"

Yanzhi's current situation, how could he have the heart to mention Wang Po again and replied: "It's nothing big, but after a few words of scolding, I can't make a fuss."

"This is not a solution. It's not good for you to live alone. You still have to have a man at home." Chu Ta said and became more worried. He hesitated for a moment, and finally decided not to worry anymore. Looking at Yanzhi, he said sincerely: "Yanzhi, why not let's get married. In this way, you have a support, and with me in the Zhao family, the master of the Zhao family will naturally stop thinking."

The author has something to say: Su Mu: "I'm really angry."

Yanzhi: "I really don't know why he said this..."

Chu Tiao: "We have been flirting with each other for a long time..."

Danqingshou: "Eating melons and watching dramas"

Yanzhi: "Look at you nmmp, do you want me to die!"

Danqingshou: "emmmmm...well."

Rouge: "Yeah, you banana eight spicy!"
Chapter completed!