Blind date was one of the Chinese marriage customs. It was popular in many regions. In the old days, young men and women who had arranged marriages would be led by their relatives and friends to a certain place to meet. They would look at each other's faces and discuss the marriage. ☆ →,
Although the modern world advocated freedom of marriage and love, some of the old customs in China were not easy to change. Especially in the more conservative villages, there was still a huge market for blind dates. Especially in recent years, there were more men than women in China. Relying on the huge market of blind dates, the matchmakers in the villages could do whatever they wanted. Some of the matchmakers could earn thousands to tens of thousands of yuan just by introducing a blind date, not to mention the tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of yuan of betrothal gifts, which brought a heavy financial burden to the poor families in the villages.
Ye Xuan did not expect that he would be arranged to go on a blind date, and it was so sudden that he was almost dumbfounded.
However, with Aunt Qing's good intentions, Ye Xuan could not refuse. After all, she was so enthusiastic, and he could not disappoint her. Anyway, he was just going to take a look, and he would not suffer any losses, so he agreed.
After sending away the happy Aunt Qing, Ye Xuan could not help but shake his head with a bitter smile. He closed the door, turned on the tap water, and washed up. Then, he let Hei Dou out and went to his bed to cultivate.
Perhaps it was because the air in the village had not been polluted, or maybe it was because the old house was on the mountainside, but when he cultivated, Ye Xuan felt that the spiritual energy in the old house was a lot more than in the villa in Korea. Although it was not much, it was enough to sustain his cultivation.
The night was silent!
The next morning, a ray of sunlight shone in through the glass on the roof, instantly brightening up the dark room.
Letting out a long breath, Ye Xuan opened his eyes, stopped cultivating, and got off the bed. Stretching his body, he heard a burst of crackling and popping sounds coming from his bones. That sour and refreshing feeling caused him to moan uncontrollably.
Opening the door, Ye Xuan first respectfully lit a stick of incense for the ancestors and the gods on both sides of the hall. This was his grandfather's habit in the past. It was said that burning a stick of incense in the morning would ensure the safety of the gods! If Ye Xuan were in the old house, he would also continue this habit.
After offering the incense, Ye Xuan walked into the deep well. With a flip of his right hand, the Cold Moon Saber appeared in his hand. Then, a saber light suddenly appeared in the deep well of the old house. The saber light surged and the saber Qi crisscrossed. It was like the Milky Way hanging upside down, like the surging Yellow River, like the boundless sea of clouds, and like the unbroken chain of mountains. It was full of changes and images.
However, since they were at home, Ye Xuan did not dare to go all out. Perhaps this old house would turn into ruins before he could finish using this saber technique.
He finished practicing the Six Prideful Chill Techniques. Ye Xuan immediately felt the blood and Qi in his body surge, and he looked extremely refreshed.
After washing up with the tap water, Ye Xuan changed his clothes. He left Hei Dou at the old house and walked down the mountain alone.
He came back in a hurry yesterday, so there was nothing to eat at home. Although there were some supplies in the storage space, in order not to arouse suspicion, Ye Xuan decided to go to the town in Yi City to buy some things and take a stroll.
He pulled the only bicycle in the house down the mountain. This bicycle was bought for him by his grandfather when he was in high school a few years ago. Although it had been a few years, it could still be ridden.
It was not that he did not bring the Q back, but when he came back, he took a taxi. What was going on with this Q? Moreover, this car had a Korean license plate. If he took it out now, with its eye-catching model, it would be considered a luxury in Seoul, an international city with all kinds of sports cars. In a small town like Yi City, it would definitely cause a sensation. It was fine to attract onlookers, but if it attracted the attention of the traffic police, they would definitely find it to be a smuggled car. When that time came, there would definitely be a lot of trouble.
Walking on the bumpy dirt road with the bicycle, Ye Xuan frowned. It seemed like the road needed to be repaired. If it rained, there would be no place to step on it.
He got on the bicycle. Since he had become much taller, it was a little awkward at first. However, after riding for a while, he found it quite enjoyable. It reminded Ye Xuan of the time when he was in school. He had ridden this bicycle with his schoolbag on his back to school more than 20 kilometers away under his grandpa's watchful eyes.
"Yo, Ah Hsuan, when did you come back?"
"Ah Hsuan, I haven't seen you for a year, and you've become more handsome!"
"Ah Hsuan, you're back so early this year?"
"Uncle Niu!"
"Aunt Gai!"
… …
Ye Xuan slowly rode the bicycle, smiling as he greeted the villagers one by one. Ye Village was not a big village, and the villagers were naturally very familiar with each other. Therefore, after living here for six or seven years, Ye Xuan also knew most of the people.
He rode the bicycle to the street. Although the streets of Yi City were a little narrow, they were still quite prosperous. There were all kinds of shops on both sides of the street, and there was an endless stream of cars and people.
Ye Xuan rode his bicycle and stood by the roadside, looking around as he rode. It had been a year since he last saw Yi City. Although Yi City had not changed much compared to before, Ye Xuan, who had spent several years in the World of Dreams, could not remember things clearly. He slowly searched for his own memories from back then.
"You are … Ye Xuan?!" Suddenly, a slightly surprised voice came from the side. Ye Xuan turned his head and saw a woman with shoulder-length hair, bright eyes, and white teeth. She was wearing a pair of tight jeans and a purple cotton long-sleeved round-neck T-shirt. She carried a small red shoulder bag on her back.
Looking at this woman, Ye Xuan thought for a moment and remembered who it was. "So it's you, Song Jia!"
"It really is you. Wow, I thought I got the wrong person. I haven't seen you for a few years, and you've really changed a lot! "Hearing Ye Xuan admit it, Song Jia slightly opened her mouth and said.
Ye Xuan smiled and stood up from the bicycle. "Hehe, it's not that bad. You're the one who changed a lot, and you've become a great beauty."
"Of course, who asked this beauty to be a natural beauty!" Song Jia said bluntly. After saying that, she laughed first.
"Oh, right, Ye Xuan, why didn't you come to the class reunion two years ago?" Song Jia suddenly said.
"Oh, you mean that time. I happened to have something to do that year, so I didn't come back." In fact, he did come back that year, but at that time, he inexplicably lost his job. He felt inferior, so he didn't go.
"Is that so? That's really unfortunate!" Song Jia didn't suspect anything. She nodded slightly, but then she smiled and said, "Since you're back this year, don't be absent again. We'll have a reunion this year. It'll be on the third night of the new year …"
At this time, a white Hyundai suddenly drove over slowly and stopped beside the two of them. Then, a familiar face opened the door and walked out. It was their former classmate, Wang Zhiyun.
Wang Zhiyun's family ran a construction company. Although it wasn't big, it had a profit of a few million a year. Wang Zhiyun was now working in his family's company. Although Ye Xuan didn't often contact his classmates, he had heard in the classmate group that Wang Zhiyun was doing quite well and was considered to be quite successful among his classmates.
However, although Ye Xuan and Wang Zhiyun were classmates, their relationship was a little cold. The reason was that they had some small conflicts in school.
"Song Jia, so early!" As soon as Wang Zhiyun got off the car, he glanced at Ye Xuan and walked towards Song Jia with a smile as if he didn't know him.
"Yeah, I just happened to bump into Ye Xuan here. You're so early too?" Song Jia smiled as she looked at Wang Zhiyun who was walking towards her.
"Ye Xuan?!" Hearing Song Jia's words, Wang Zhiyun seemed to have seen someone standing there. He glanced at the old bicycle beside him and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes. He said indifferently, "Long time no see."
"Yeah, long time no see!" Faced with the contempt in Wang Zhiyun's eyes, Ye Xuan was indifferent and nodded faintly.
"Let's meet up when you have time!" Wang Zhiyun said indifferently. He then turned his head and said to Song Jia, "Song Jia, let's go. It's almost time. Take my car, I'll give you a ride!"
Song Jia could naturally feel the strange atmosphere between Wang Zhiyun and Ye Xuan. "Okay, then I'll have to trouble you."
As she spoke, she turned her head and smiled at Ye Xuan. "I'm currently working at Wang Zhiyun's company. I'm sorry, Ye Xuan, it's almost time for me to work. I'll go to work first. What's your number? We'll keep in touch in the future."
"Uh, I'm sorry, Song Jia. My number is overseas. I just came back yesterday and didn't have time to buy a domestic number." Ye Xuan looked at Song Jia apologetically.
Song Jia was stunned. She looked at Ye Xuan and blinked her eyes. A trace of darkness flashed in her eyes.
"Song Jia, it's almost time. Are we leaving?" At this time, Wang Zhiyun had already returned to the driver's seat. He looked at Song Jia who was standing together with Ye Xuan and urged.
"Okay." After replying to Wang Zhiyun, Song Jia turned her head and forced a smile at Ye Xuan. "If that's the case, then let's talk after you buy a domestic number. Remember the class meeting on the third day of the New Year!"
Song Jia waved her hand, opened the door, and got into Wang Zhiyun's Hyundai.
After Song Jia got in, the moment the car started and was about to leave, Ye Xuan heard Wang Zhiyun's disdainful whisper from inside the car. "Riding a broken bicycle and saying that you just came back from abroad. You must have just come back from Afghanistan or Iraq!"
Then, in the disdainful whisper, the rear of the Hyundai emitted a plume of black exhaust. It slowly drove into the crowd and disappeared.
From the rearview mirror, Wang Zhiyun saw Ye Xuan standing in the dispersing exhaust. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he had just won a battle.
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