Chapter 11 Is it so important to him to plot against the husband of the Chen family?

Fang Zhiyue has been in a bad mood these days.

Apart from staying in the house to carve those walnut carvings, he would sit in the courtyard and daydream.

Even when cooking, he was not paying enough attention and the food was bland and tasteless.

Si Yao looked at the white porridge in front of him, which was dripping like clear water.

Mo Mei couldn't help but frowned.

So, was the Chen family husband so important to him? He could actually influence him to this extent.

She took two sips, put down her chopsticks, and said to Fang Zhiyue across from her, "I'm full. I'm going back to my room to read."

Then he stood up and walked towards the house.

Fang Zhiyue looked at her receding back, then lowered his head to look at the porridge in her bowl.

A drum beats in my heart.

What's wrong with Yao Jie'er? Wasn't she fine a few days ago? Why are you suddenly unhappy again?

After he finished eating, he looked at the meat pie on the table.

After thinking about it, I finally sent it to Si Yao.

"Sister Yao, if you don't want to drink the porridge, just eat this cake. How can you have the energy to study if you don't eat enough?"

Fang Zhiyue knocked on the door.

Clumsy consolation.

Inside the house, Si Yao did not respond.

Fang Zhiyue knocked for a while but when she didn't open the door, he gave up: "Then I'll put these two meat patties at your door. Remember to come out and get them."

After saying that, he walked towards the stove.

After finishing the chores around the house, he walked out carrying a basin of dirty clothes.

Mr. Chen didn’t have time to say anything.

When he went to the town to deliver the goods the next day, he quit the job and concentrated on carving his walnuts.

Thinking of walnut carving, Fang Zhiyue thought of Chen's husband again.

I can't help feeling a little depressed.

Before he could remain depressed for long, a cheerful voice suddenly came from behind him: "Brother Fang——"

The Chen family's husband came trotting after them, carrying a wooden bucket in his hand.

Smiling, he greeted me, "Brother Fang, why didn't you call me while you were doing the laundry? Maybe you don't want to interact with me anymore."

He is still the same as before.

There is nothing unusual.

Fang Zhiyue looked hesitant, "Brother Liu..."

"Didn't we talk it over that day? Why are you still taking it to heart?"

When Mr. Chen saw his expression, he knew that he was still struggling with what happened that day.

He walked side by side with him and said loudly, "My brother Zhi has let it go. Today, my woman is even asking me to take him to the town for a stroll. The two of them left early this morning."

"He's just a child at heart. He might fall for another girl in a few days. He's been spoiled by me and his sister."

"Yes, really..."

Fang Zhiyue listened carefully.

Seeing that what he said didn't seem to be false, I felt a lot more relaxed.

"Yeah. You can't stay away from me just because of this."

Mr. Chen glared at him in feigned anger.

"Brother Liu is joking..."

Fang Zhiyue smiled a little embarrassedly, "It's because I had some family matters these days and didn't have time to spare, so I didn't go to look for you."

"That'll do."

Upon hearing this, the Chen family's husband smiled and said, "We'll have more exchanges in the future. By the way, my wife told me to tell you that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, so why not carve something related to it this time? It will definitely sell well then."

“That’s actually what I had in mind.”

Seeing that he brought it up on his own initiative, Fang Zhiyue took the opportunity to tell him what he was thinking.

"I'm already working on it. This time there will be three sets. Each set will contain ten."

"That's good."

The Chen family's husband smiled broadly, "To be honest with you, Brother Fang, my wife has been planning to open a new shop in the capital, and she's worried about not being able to find a treasure to hold the shop. If Brother Fang can make one, I'll discuss with my wife about using your walnut carving as the shop's treasure."

Fang Zhiyue readily agreed.

"I'll try my best."

After a few words, the two of them got rid of the unfamiliarity of the past few days.

When Fang Zhiyue came back after washing the clothes, Si Yao saw him smiling.

She couldn't help but narrow her eyes, "Why are you so happy?"

"Just now, when I was washing clothes by the river, I met Mr. Chen and discussed some matters concerning walnut carving with him."

He was obviously very happy.

The corners of his lips unconsciously curled up as he spoke.

Si Yao didn't feel happy, but rather annoyed, "It seems like you two have reconciled again."

He actually cares a lot about this husband from the Chen family.

"Actually, it's all just my imagination."

The more Fang Zhiyue thought about how depressed he had been these past few days, the more embarrassed he felt.

"Um."

Si Yao responded indifferently.

Without waiting for Fang Zhiyue to say anything, he turned around and went back into the house.

Fang Zhiyue sighed and felt a little lost.

He had originally wanted to tell her that he was planning to do business with the Chen family.

He retracted his gaze and whispered softly: "Tell her later..."

After lunch, Fang Zhiyue wanted to talk to her about business.

Unexpectedly, Si Yao stood up and walked outside.

Seeing this, Fang Zhiyue was stunned for a moment, and immediately asked: "Sister Yao, are you going out?"

"What's up?"

Si Yao paused and turned to look at him.

"I'm going to go find Aunt Zhang and ask her when we're leaving for town tomorrow."

Hearing this, Fang Zhiyue realized that she should return to the academy tomorrow.

Then he nodded and said, "It's okay, then you can go over quickly."

There's no rush about business matters, you can tell her later.

Si Yao glanced at him, nodded and continued walking out.

After arriving at Zhang's house, she asked Aunt Zhang and learned the time of departure tomorrow, then stood up and said goodbye.

After leaving Zhang's house, Si Yao paced towards home.

Unexpectedly, he was stopped by a man on the way.

Chen Zhi stood shyly in front of her and stuffed the letter with masculine scent in his hand into her hand.

"Ayao, this is for you..."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away without waiting for Si Yao to refuse.

Si Yao stared at the letter in his hand and wanted to throw it away but suddenly thought of something and stopped abruptly.

She slowly unfolded it, revealing a line of beautiful calligraphy in small characters:

——Sister Ayao, please come to the old temple at the entrance of the village tonight at 11:00 PM for a chat.

Si Yao read it expressionlessly.

Thinking of the boy's slightly flustered look just now, he was obviously planning something.

There was a hint of coldness in her eyes.

His eyes are as rich as ink.

He clenched the letter in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

*

Night falls quickly.

After dinner, Fang Zhiyue and Si Yao went back to their rooms.

Crash——

At some point, a strong wind started blowing outside.

As Fang Zhiyue listened to the noise outside, he suddenly remembered that the clothes he had washed today had not been collected yet.

He put down the carving knife and ran out quickly.

After putting away all the clothes, I glanced at the dark room where Si Yao lived.

I was puzzled: Why did Sister Yao go to bed so early today? Isn't she usually reading at this time?

Fang Zhiyue walked into the house while holding the clothes.

I wonder if she is too tired these days?

He went back to the house and just put his clothes away.

Suddenly, there was a fierce knock on the door, which was particularly harsh in the quiet night.

"Who is it?"

Fang Zhiyue could only run out again quickly.

When I opened the door, I saw Chen's husband and his wife standing outside.

Fang Zhiyue was a little surprised, "Brother Liu, why are you here so late? What's the matter?"

Mr. Chen didn't say anything.

But Boss Chen asked with a sullen face, "Is your sister Yao at home?"

"Sister Yao?"

Fang Zhiyue looked at the two of them in confusion.

He said slowly, "Sister Yao should have gone to bed. She has to go back to the academy tomorrow. What do you want to see her about?"

"Hmph!" Boss Chen snorted coldly and turned his face away.

Fang Zhiyue frowned and could only look at the Chen family's husband.

"Brother Liu, what exactly do you want from Sister Yao?"

"Brother Fang..."

Mr. Chen thought of the note he had found in Zhi'er's room and hesitated, "... Come with us to the old temple at the village entrance. I'm afraid Yaojie'er is there now."

"What?"

Fang Zhiyue was stunned when he heard this.

I don't know what he means by this.

Boss Chen has already taken the lead and walked towards the village entrance.

Chen Jiafulang pulled Fang Zhiyue to follow him, "We don't know what's going on, let's go take a look first."

The three of them quickly reached the old temple at the entrance of the village.

Before I got close, I heard the intermittent crying of a child coming from inside.

It is particularly imaginative in this dark and silent night.

Boss Chen and Mr. Chen's face darkened, and they both recognized that it was Chen Zhi's voice.

"Si family girl, how dare you bully my brother Zhi!"

Boss Chen roared and rushed in immediately.

Fang Zhiyue, who was following behind her, felt a pang in his heart when he heard this.

What's the meaning?

Is Sister Yao in there too?

He quickly chased after him.

Before I could figure out what was going on, I was confused by the situation inside.

I saw Zhige'er from the Chen family kneeling on the ground in a thin outfit, his pretty face was blue and red, and he was biting his lips in shame.

Standing in front of him was an elderly and serious woman. Fang Zhiyue recognized that she was the old scholar in their village.

Si Yao sat farthest away from the two of them, with his head lowered and the tips of his ears red, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

The three people who came in were stunned when they saw this scene.

Fang Zhiyue was the first to come to his senses. He ran to Si Yao with a worried look on his face and asked, "Sister Yao, what's wrong with you? What's going on?"

He wanted to hold his boss Yao's arm, but she dodged him.

Fang Zhiyue wanted to get closer, but was stunned by the blood in her eyes.

"Let the old woman speak."

Next to her, the old scholar suddenly spoke with a cold face: "Miss Yao came to borrow a book from me tonight. We had a great chat and decided to go out for a walk. Unexpectedly, we heard a commotion in this old temple. Miss Yao came in to check and saw the young man from the Chen family standing inside in thin clothes. As soon as he saw her, he threw himself at her. It really opened my eyes!"

People who read books despise such playboys the most.

The old scholar directly pulled the man away from Si Yao and scolded him severely!

"That's impossible!"

Boss Chen couldn't believe it.

She glanced at Chen Zhi who was still squatting on the ground crying, and took out a note from her arms with a dark face.

"It was clearly this girl from the Si family who wrote the letter inviting me, how did it become like my brother Zhi was deliberately seducing me?"

Boss Chen would never believe it.

"I know Yao's handwriting. I can tell whether it's real or fake at a glance."

The old scholar took the note from Boss Chen and glanced at it quickly.

Then he sneered, "This isn't Miss Yao's handwriting at all. It's clearly someone deliberately copied it. Miss Yao always likes to hold back the last stroke when she writes, but the words on this note don't have that characteristic. Clearly, this isn't her handwriting."

She frowned and looked at Boss Chen and the Chen family husband, "Your brother Zhi is so young and has done such a shameless thing. If it weren't for Miss Yao not wanting to make a fuss, I would definitely not let it go so easily."

Scholars are special wherever they are.

Especially those like the old scholar who stayed in the village to teach children were extremely respected.

If Chen Zhi's matter gets out, he might even be thrown into a pig cage if things get serious.