Taekwondo coach Li Youran transmigrated, becoming a woman who had been divorced and abandoned.
Even in such circumstances, Old Tang next door wouldn't let her go.
Establishing her o...
If the grapes are ripe in the height of summer, this description would have a unique flavor.
But Tang Lei actually said her eyes were like grapes under these circumstances, which clearly meant that her eyes were as small as mung beans.
"But this grape trellis is quite nice. When summer really comes, sitting under it, enjoying the cool breeze, and eating grapes sounds so pleasant."
Li Youran knew that Tang Lei was straight, and it was quite remarkable that he could come up with such a description, so she didn't argue with him too much.
She opened her arms, closed her eyes, and felt a breeze blowing past her.
"You Ran, after we finish dealing with this matter and resolve the issue of the arranged marriage, let's find a courtyard like this, plant grapes, and have a son or daughter."
Tang Lei wasn't angry after being scolded by Li Youran. He smiled sheepishly and then said with a hopeful look on his face.
"You Ran, so you're here! I've been looking for you for ages."
Just when the atmosphere was perfect and everything was just right, Wu Yong suddenly appeared, shattering the beautiful moment.
Tang Lei's face was very ugly, but Wu Yong chose to ignore him and sat down on the empty bench while talking.
"You Ran, I noticed you didn't eat much at dinner tonight, so I brought you some fruit and snacks."
As Wu Yong spoke, he placed the oil paper package in his hand on the table and unwrapped it.
On the oil paper were several delicate little pastries and a few bunches of grapes.
"Today, a family member of a yamen runner was also quarantined, so he brought me some fruit and asked me to arrange a more comfortable room for him."
Wu Yong pointed to the bunches of grapes and said.
"I never expected to find ripe grapes at this time of year. It's really rare."
Li Youran felt embarrassed to refuse Wu Yong's kind offer, and besides, she had been busy all day and really had no appetite. Just as she was thinking of eating something sweet and sour, she picked a grape and gently put it in her mouth. The grape burst with juice instantly, and the sweet and sour juice filled her mouth, instantly awakening her taste buds.
"You should try these; they're really good."
Li Youran looked delighted as she spoke, hurriedly urging Tang Lei and Wu Yong to eat grapes as well.
Tang Lei reluctantly picked up a grape and put it in his mouth. He found it extremely sour and astringent, and thought to himself, "If this is so unpalatable, how can it be delicious?"
He felt that if you wanted to eat grapes, you had to wait until the height of summer, lie under the grape trellis, look at the moon, and tell the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl; that was the real beauty.
After eating a few grapes, Li Youran's appetite was whetted, and she ate a few more pieces of the pastry.
Wu Yong was overjoyed to see this. He hadn't expected to send the right thing. He thought to himself that he would also send Li Youran different kinds of food the next day.
Just as Wu Yong's smile was about to overflow, Tang Lei wished he could see right through Wu Yong, but Wu Yong acted as if he couldn't see Tang Lei at all, chatting and laughing with Li Youran.
"The bright moonlight shines before my bed, I wonder if it is frost on the ground. I raise my head to gaze at the bright moon, then lower my head and think of my hometown."
Seeing Wu Yong praising the moon, Li Youran couldn't help but recite a poem as well.
Li Youran wondered if her friends in the other world were doing well, or if anyone missed her. Looking at the moon from thousands of years ago, she was filled with emotion, and her voice tinged with sadness.
"What a beautiful poem!"
Wu Yong muttered the poem to himself, then suddenly clapped and cheered.
This poem may seem short, but every line is exquisite, expressing the poet's longing perfectly.
"It's getting late, we should get some rest and finish up here so we can go home."
Tang Lei's face was ashen. As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up Li Youran and carried her away like a chick.
Although he was literate, his literary talent was no match for Wu Yong's.
Seeing Wu Yong talking to Li Youran about the poems, Tang Lei became anxious but couldn't get a word in edgewise, so he resorted to violence to take Li Youran away.
Are you jealous?
Li Youran stood in front of the house, raised her eyebrows slightly, and spoke to Tang Lei in a teasing tone.
"You knew I was jealous, so why did you still recite poetry and make merry with him?!"
This time, Tang Lei actually admitted to being jealous, and even spoke to Li Youran in a accusing tone.
This stunned Li Youyou, who had been teasing Tang Lei. She hadn't expected Tang Lei to act so unpredictably.
"I just wrote a poem on a whim."
Li Youran said somewhat guiltily, "To be honest, I did it on purpose. I just wanted to make Tang Lei jealous."
For some reason, seeing Tang Lei jealous made her feel a strange sense of happiness.
"From now on, you are only allowed to compose poems and make merry with me."
After hearing Li Youran's explanation, Tang Lei felt somewhat ashamed. It was clearly his own lack of understanding of the Civic that made Li Youran's fault.
He thought that he must work hard in secret after returning home to make up for his shortcomings in this area.
The next morning, Li Youran dragged her tired body out of bed and saw the county magistrate running into the backyard with a panicked expression.
"Princess, something terrible has happened."
The county magistrate hurriedly spoke to Li Youran.
Originally, Xianling intended to go find the Second Prince, but seeing that Li Youran had gotten up, he decided not to disturb the Second Prince and instead told Li Youran what had happened.
It was around midnight that Detective Huang sent a message through someone, saying that he had a fever and it was very likely pneumonia, and that the people in the county government should also self-isolate and not wander around.
“Detective Huang is really muddle-headed. His wife had a fever, but he stayed at home without telling us.”
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