"The fourth aunt is here, you guys, please don't fool the fourth aunt!" Mrs. Liu said, referring to the fourth aunt, as if the Tanhua Lang in front of her was really her biological nephew.

"I think back then, my fourth aunt was young and romantic. If you are really open-minded, why don't you go to the Yang family in person and read this birthday message to Qing'er in an open and honest manner?"

"Why do you want to find me, give me two taels of silver, and ask me to do this for you? Hey, don't hold on, the fourth aunt is a sensible person!" Mrs. Liu actually showed some seriousness in her words.

Come.

Muzichuan's head was covered with black lines.

"Fourth Aunt, it's really not what you think. I didn't give it to her in person, not because I have some secret that I can't tell, but because I guess Feng Tang," Mu Zichuan said.

"Fengtang is Qing'er's legitimate husband. It would be inappropriate for me to send poems to her in front of her husband."

"Moreover, now that I have a fiancée, I will naturally not do anything that goes beyond etiquette." Mu Zichuan said.

"Okay, okay, Fourth Aunt believes in you, why don't you believe me?" Mrs. Liu said.

Mu Zichuan breathed a sigh of relief. For the first time, he found that explaining these things to a woman was really difficult.

However, some things should be explained clearly and should not be vague to avoid misinformation.

Mu Zichuan thought Mrs. Liu understood it, but in fact he was wrong. For a woman struggling on the front line of gossip, the truth is not important. What is important is the process of searching for the truth and guessing various truths.

This is the essence of gossip.

Moreover, Ms. Liu just took a step back and followed Mu Zichuan's wishes and said that she believed that the real purpose was behind.

"What about that, Zichuan? You just said that you have an unmarried wife, so the fourth aunt will ask you another question," Mrs. Liu's eyes were burning and she took a step forward.

"How are you and your cousin Liu Doukou getting along lately? Why don't I see her come to Changping Village often?" Ms. Liu asked again.

Mu Zichuan said: "In the twelfth lunar month and the first lunar month, my uncle's house is busier. There are many relatives and friends. We welcome and drop off guests. My cousin has to help my aunt greet the guests, so we don't move around much during this period."

But when he went to his uncle's house to pay New Year's greetings on the third day of the first lunar month, he found that his cousin was not at home. He heard that he had gone to her maternal grandfather's house and could not return home until after the Lantern Festival.

The specific reason seems to be that a brother and sister-in-law from my aunt's family who are officials in Yangzhou returned to their hometown with their nephew to celebrate the New Year.

So my cousin's mother-in-law took my cousin over and asked her to get close to her cousins ​​over there.

With his thoughts turning around, Mu Zichuan said to Mrs. Liu: "Fourth Aunt, thank you very much for what happened tonight. Please also ask Fourth Aunt to keep this secret for Zichuan and not let the third person know. Otherwise, for me and for

Qing'er, Yu Fengtang, everyone is embarrassed."

"We are embarrassed. Then you, the perpetrator, Fourth Aunt, will naturally be implicated."

Mu Zichuan deliberately bit the word "implicate" a little too hard, and his eyes changed.

Mrs. Liu looked at Mu Zichuan in surprise. Although he had been smiling slightly, at this moment, his eyes clearly meant warning!

Liu shuddered inexplicably.

She nodded repeatedly, raised two fingers and swore to the old maple tree: "I promise not to tell anyone, otherwise I will get sores on my tongue, pus on the soles of my feet, I won't be able to eat well, I won't be able to sleep, and my shit and urine will be stuck in my crotch.

, both cats and dogs find it...”

"Okay, Fourth Aunt, no need to swear, I believe you." Mu Zichuan said.

Only then did Mrs. Liu put down her hands.

Mu Zichuan said: "It's getting late. Fourth aunt should go home and rest early. It's time for me to go back."

Mrs. Liu nodded and took out the two taels of silver: "Then... I will seriously accept this money?"

Mu Zichuan nodded.

Mrs. Liu quickly put the money into her arms, kept it close to her body, and walked away excitedly.

He walked very fast, as if he was worried that if he walked too slowly, Mu Zichuan would regret it and come back to take the money back.

Originally, she just went out for a walk tonight after dinner and had nothing to do, but she met Mu Zichuan and entrusted her with the task of reading poetry.

"You can earn twenty taels of silver by singing just one song, and you don't have to pay any capital. This is such a wonderful job!" Mrs. Liu thought excitedly on the way back.

Two taels of silver is enough for her to live without food for a month after spring begins, and she can still buy herself a spring shirt. It's really beautiful.

Well, I will go out for walks more often in the future, and go for walks to Muzi River more often. That guy is rich and spends generously. Haha, he will be rich by then!

When Mrs. Liu had gone far away, Mu Zichuan was still standing under the old maple tree in a daze.

He put his hands behind his back and looked far away in the direction where the road at the entrance of the village extended, his eyes lost in thought...

Qinger must be very happy today, right?

With so many people accompanying her, the most important thing is that Luo Fengtang is also there.

Today, she should be smiling and receiving a lot of blessings, right? Then his poems are the icing on the cake, which is enough to make her smile a little deeper.

Although he has never wanted to be married to her in this life, and although he has given up his obsession with her, please allow him to treat her as the most beautiful secret in his life and hide her in the deepest part of his heart.

When the three-year filial piety period is over, he will keep his promise and marry his cousin Liu Doukou.

He will treat her well, respect her and love her.

However, there will always be a space left in that corner deep in his heart for him to recall and reminisce in his future life...

Mu Zichuan stared in the direction of the Luo family for a long time. It was not until a long time later that the night wind blew on his body, making his cheeks hurt. Then he tightened the cloak on his shoulders and turned around to walk in the other direction.

go.

The cold moonlight seemed to cast a patch of silver frost on his shoulders, and the figure dragged behind him, becoming more and more lonely and cold, until, until he turned the corner of the courtyard in front, he completely merged with the night!

"Ah sneeze!"

Yang Ruoqing poked her head out of the bed and sneezed loudly.

Luo Fengtang also sat up and asked, "What's going on?"

Yang Ruoqing grabbed the handkerchief next to the pillow and wiped her nose, saying, "It's over. I worked too hard last night. I probably caught a cold. It's all your fault."

Luo Fengtang was startled for a moment, then laughed.

He put his hands behind his head and lay there, with the quilt just covering his chest, and his exposed arms were strong and strong.

"It's probably not that I caught a cold, but that I sneezed because I was thinking about someone," he said.

"What do you mean?" Yang Ruoqing turned her head and looked at him in surprise.

Luo Fengtang stretched out his hand and took her into his arms, "The birthday song that the fourth aunt came to sing last night was written by Zichuan."

"What? Zichuan wrote it?" Yang Ruoqing's eyes widened in surprise.

Then he regained his composure: "This doesn't seem to be a big deal. Zichuan is a flower-hunting man and is full of ink. It's not surprising that he wrote a birthday message for the drama and it was sung by the fourth aunt, a drama fan."
Chapter completed!