Early in the morning, Yang Fan went to open the door as usual. Today was the last day of the month, and tomorrow, it would be someone else's turn.
Everything seemed normal. When he opened the door, he was still knocked around like a reed swaying in the wind. He was taken advantage of by bold and shrewd young ladies in exchange for a good day's mood.
Walking on the street, the stall owners still warmly greeted him. Only when he passed by the second alley of Xiwen Fang's Cross Street did he feel slightly different. The shed was deserted. Elder Sister Ning did not set up her stall early in the morning. Yang Fan knew that she must be busy with the annulment of the engagement, so he was not worried.
However, when Yang Fan returned home and ate the light dishes and sweet porridge made by the Tian Ai Nu, he rushed to the Fang Zhengzhi Mansion to accept his task and began his patrol for the day. Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong.
At the end of the street, there were always groups of people whispering to each other. As they talked, they kept glancing at him. Their expressions were rather secretive. However, when he walked past them, these people would immediately change the subject and start to gossip in an indifferent manner.
Yang Fan felt a bit scared. What was going on today?
"Beta Persei."
"Huang Yuanwai."
Yang Fan smiled and bowed.
The person walking toward him was Huang Zhaoping, Huang Yuanwai. Huang Yuanwai's extremely round body walked very gracefully, like a rubber ball, bouncing and bouncing to his side. His chubby face was smiling as if the heavens had blessed him.
Yang Fan was a bit surprised. Huang Yuanwai usually didn't greet him when they met on the street. After all, his status was there. What was going on today? Could it be that he suddenly made a big deal?
Huang Yuanwai smiled and said, "Beta Persei, why are your eyes so bloodshot? Did you not sleep well last night?"
"Oh, Huang Yuanwai, I …"
Huang Yuanwai didn't want to hear his answer. He immediately laughed and said, "Haha, young man, don't be shy. I am an experienced person. This kind of thing, it is better to take it easy and cherish your body, right?"
"Uh … what you mean is …"
Huang Yuanwai glided past him smoothly. That gait, that style, it was as if there was a mountain in front of him, and at the foot of the mountain there was a bamboo fence, and inside the bamboo fence there was a bunch of autumn chrysanthemums. The fat Huang Yuanwai suddenly turned into Mr. Wu Liu, and was leisurely walking over the fence to pick the chrysanthemums.
Yang Fan looked at Huang Yuanwai's back and was puzzled. Just as he was feeling strange, Uncle Song saw him and stopped. He said with a smile: "Beta Persei, I heard that your family is cooking now. Do you want to buy some ingredients?"
Yang Fan was startled. Yesterday evening, there was smoke coming from the kitchen, and someone noticed it? Could it be that this Second Uncle Song was a reclusive expert who lived in seclusion and would stand on the mud wall of his house to look around?
Song Gaoren, who was dressed in coarse clothes and had a mustache, smiled and said, "Spinach, wild rice, lettuce, mushrooms, alfalfa, shepherd's purse, day lily. They're all fresh. See what you want."
Yang Fan hesitated and said: "This … Second Uncle, I don't have any money on me. Maybe next time. I will take care of your business next time."
Second Uncle Song took out a bunch of chives and handed it to Yang Fan. He said kindly: "You are spending a lot of money now, so you must be tight on money. If you need it, just let me know. I am not short of your share. Here, this chives is for you. When you go back, you can chop some vegetables and stir-fry some chicken. It will taste great. "
Second Uncle Song patted his shoulder and said in a low voice: "Second Uncle told you, chives can nourish the kidneys and strengthen the Yang."
"Huh?"
While Yang Fan was astonished, Second Uncle Song, with a Mona Lisa smile on his face, picked up his load and swaggered off.
Yang Fan slowly walked forward. As he walked, he suddenly thought of the reason: "Maqiao! That lousy mouth of his, can't it be guarded? "
As soon as Yang Fan understood the reason, he angrily went to look for Maqiao. After walking through two alleys, he still couldn't find any trace of Maqiao. Suddenly, a young girl in green walked towards him. This young girl's hair was in a lily bun and she was leading a large black dog. She was' looking straight ahead 'and' acting as if there was no one else around '. Yang Fan saw that it was Miss Xiaodong.
"Not good!" Yang Fan wanted to hide, but Xiaodong had already walked in front of him. Yang Fan was about to take advantage of her poor eyesight and brace himself to brush past her. Xiaodong looked at him and hesitated. She called out: "Is this Second Lang of the Yang family?"
"Ah! Ah! It's Miss Xiaodong! "
Yang Fan smiled bitterly and stood still. As if he had just seen her, he greeted her with a smile and said: "Yes, it is Yang Fan. Miss Xiaodong, where are you going?"
Xiaodong tiptoed closer like a cat until Yang Fan could clearly count the number of sparrows on her nose and cheeks. She squinted her eyes and said happily: "Ah, it really is Second Lang."
The joyful expression disappeared in a flash, and the young girl's face changed into a resentful expression. She faintly squinted at Yang Fan and said, "Erlang is so heartless. Do you really not know the affection I have for Erlang? You usually pretend to be stupid. I only know that you don't want to get married too early. I don't blame you. Who would have thought that you would run away with a merchant girl? "
As Xiaodong said this, two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks.
Yang Fan panicked. He looked around and tried to persuade her: "Xiaodong, don't cry. If others see you like this, they will think that I did something to you. Can … can you not cry anymore?"
Xiaodong stopped crying and straightened her chest. She said in a clear voice: "Second Lang, there is no one else here. Let's talk clearly. Tell me, in terms of appearance, temperament and character, which part of me is inferior to that merchant girl? Tell me! "
Xiaodong was born nearsighted. Coupled with the fact that she often did needlework, she had a good eye for Yang Fan. At this time, both of her eyes were facing inward. Her eyes were focused on the space between Yang Fan's eyebrows. Yang Fan was completely defeated by Miss Xiaodong's sharp eyes.
He was like a lecher who was abandoned by his mistress. He was so ashamed that he couldn't show his face. He lowered his head and said in a remorseful tone: "Xiaodong, you are a good girl. You are hardworking, capable, gentle and kind-hearted …"
Yang Fan didn't dare to look at her. He slightly raised his eyes and stared at the tip of her nose. He counted the freckles and said in the most sincere tone: "Your eyebrows are as noble as the clouds in the sky. Your eyes are as bright as the stars in the foggy night. Your appearance is as pretty as the flowers in spring. Your figure is as tender as the chives in my hands …"
Miss Xiaodong wiped her tears and asked: "If that's the case, why do you like her and not me?"
Yang Fan sighed and said in a deep voice: "Maybe … this is called fate. Miss Xiaodong, you and I are fated but not fated. You see, your family is rich and I am just a worker with four walls. You are gentle, hardworking and capable, while I am lazy, ignorant and incompetent. How can I be worthy of a good girl like you? I am ashamed of my inferiority, ashamed of my inferiority. "
Miss Xiaodong lowered her head and looked at her flat chest. She said sadly: "You don't have to coax me. I know, I … am too thin!"
"No! No! Absolutely not! "
Yang Fan hurriedly denied: "Xiaodong, don't think like that. You are a good girl who is loved by everyone. Everyone in the village knows about you. Who doesn't know about you? You see … "
Yang Fan pointed at the dog that was wagging its tail at Miss Xiaodong's knee and said: "You see, even the dog likes you!"
Miss Xiaodong said angrily: "But Erlang doesn't like me. He has eyes but can't see. He is not even as good as my family's Big Black!"
Yang Fan said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes. I have no taste, no luck …"
Miss Xiaodong turned and walked away. Yang Fan grabbed her and said: "Stop, that's a tree."
"It's none of your business!"
Miss Xiaodong shook off his hand and left angrily. Yang Fan secretly heaved a sigh of relief and quickly slipped away as fast as he could.
He had only taken three steps when Miss Xiaodong, who had already walked far away, suddenly stopped and said loudly: "Beta Persei, stop! Say it clearly, 'even the dog likes me …'. Are you saying that I am as thin as a skeleton? "
Yang Fan broke into a run. Miss Xiaodong's angry roar came from behind, "Big Black, bite him!"
"Woof! Woof woof … "
Yang Fan covered his head and scurried away like a rat. After a short while, Auntie Hua of the Hua Family's Knitting Workshop's high-pitched and sharp curse sounded from the courtyard of her house, "Second Yang, this immoral bastard …"
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