It turned out that he came here to work as her servant.
Then he stood up and said, "Where is the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone? I will write now."
Liu Chengwen smiled and said, "I've already prepared it."
Having said that, he ordered Xiangyang to get it.
Soon, the rice paper was spread out and Fu Ciyi picked up the pen to write.
It was a rare opportunity to appreciate the Prime Minister’s calligraphy in person, so the waiters and cooks gathered around.
Just as Fu Ciyi finished writing the word "Lou", Xiaowen exclaimed, "This word looks just like the one in our Chengwen Building."
Fu Ciyi glanced at Yan Funing with a smile.
Liu Song smiled and said, "Husband and wife."
"My calligraphy was taught by Master Fu," Yan Funing said frankly. "Before Chengwen Building opened, I wanted him to write the sign, but we suddenly divorced at that time, so I wrote the three characters Chengwen Building myself."
"I see." Xiao Wen nodded.
Tietou rubbed the back of his head. He wasn't good at judging the shape of characters, but he knew that all characters were equally beautiful, and the young couple before him were equally beautiful, so he chuckled and said, "I get it. This is called a couple resembling."
Everyone laughed when they heard this.
Suddenly, a small figure appeared in the small courtyard.
"Is my sister here?"
Tong Ya stretched her neck and looked towards the lobby.
He Shi hurried out and ushered the person in: "It's so cold, why don't you stay in the shop?"
"I saw the carriage and guessed that my sister was here." Tong Ya clutched the hem of her cloak tightly, "I want to ask my sister for a favor."
Yan Funing walked over, leaned over and asked her, "How can I help you?"
"I want my sister to help me find my mother. Dad has been looking for her for so long, but there is no news of her in the capital. Since my sister makes so much money, she must have a way, right?"
The little girl's big eyes were filled with tears, which made Yan Funing feel distressed.
She pinched the two little tufts on her head and said, "Okay, I'll help you find it. Tell me what my mother looks like."
Tong Ya shook her head and soon burst into tears: "I forgot, I forgot what my mother looked like."
He Shi hurriedly picked her up and patted her gently to comfort her: "Sister is very capable and will definitely find a way. Don't cry, little Ya."
While speaking, he winked at Liu Chengwen.
Liu Chengwen understood and went to the end of the street.
Yan Funing took a candy bean from the counter and stuffed it into Tong Ya's mouth: "Eat a candy first. We'll ask Daddy what Mom looks like later. Then I'll send someone to look for her, okay?"
With candy beans in her mouth, Tong Ya stopped crying, sniffed and nodded.
Soon, Tong Cheng followed Liu Chengwen in hurriedly.
"Xiao Ya, you little girl, your father will take care of finding your mother, how dare you trouble your sister?" Tong Cheng took Tong Ya away from He Shi's arms, put her on the ground, and said fiercely, "Your mother probably doesn't want us anymore."
As soon as these words were spoken, Tong Ya burst into tears.
Tong Cheng hurriedly wiped her tears.
"How can you say such words to your own daughter?" He pulled Tong Cheng away and hugged Tong Ya into her arms, "Don't cry, Xiaoya, be good, don't cry."
Yan Funing pointed to the corner and motioned Tong Cheng to follow her.
Tong Cheng glanced at his daughter, sighed, and followed Yan Funing to the lobby window.
"Have you found any clues in finding Xiaoya's mother during this period?" Yan Funing lowered her voice.
Tong Cheng shook his head. "There's no news. I've spent a lot of money hiring people to help me. I've even looked for women working in wealthy families, but to no avail. Sometimes I wonder if Xiao Ya Niang is no longer in the capital, so I asked someone to ask the person who gave me the news. That person told me with certainty that she's in the capital."
"In the capital?"
"Well, the problem is, I've searched everywhere for her, but I can't find any trace of her. Either she's deliberately avoiding me and doesn't want us to be father and daughter anymore, or the person who gave me the information is lying. If he's lying, then I really have no idea what to do. I can't go looking for her everywhere, can I?"
"Shopkeeper Tong, what does your wife look like? Could you please draw her? I'll ask my brothers to help send someone to keep an eye on her." As she spoke, she looked at Fu Ciyi who was writing the names of the dishes. "Perhaps Master Fu can also help."
Tong Cheng nodded hurriedly: "Okay, very good, thank you very much, Miss, and thank you, Master Fu!"
After saying that, he walked to Fu Ciyi, took a smaller piece of rice paper, and began to draw a portrait of Xiao Yaniang on the paper.
As they were drawing, everyone frowned.
Liu Chengwen shouted, "Hey, Tong Cheng, are you painting a woman?"
Doesn’t it look too sloppy?
He Shi looked at it and shook her head: "Xiao Ya Niang doesn't look like this, right?"
Tong Cheng said awkwardly, "I'm so sorry, I can't paint."
Fu Ciyi didn't even raise his head, but continued writing. His voice was calm: "Does your wife have any distinctive features?"
"Yes, it's true. My wife has a mole on her left eyebrow, and a few eyebrows have grown on the mole."
As soon as Tong Cheng finished speaking, Tietou Huadao and others couldn't help laughing.
"Sorry, sorry." Hua Dao raised his hand. "I didn't mean to laugh. I just laughed as I was thinking."
Tong Cheng waved his hand: "It's okay, I didn't finish. Although my wife has a mole between her eyebrows, it doesn't affect her appearance. She will still look very beautiful after a little dressing up."
He nodded: "I have seen it from a distance twice, it is quite beautiful."
"With such obvious features, it should be easier to find it." Fu Ciyi said, "I'll have my people help keep an eye out."
Hearing this, Tong Cheng quickly put down his pen and bowed deeply to Fu Ciyi: "Thank you, Master Fu!"
After staying in East Third Street for another half an hour, Yan Funing went to take a look at Fufeng Restaurant before returning home with Fu Ciyi.
In the car, Fu Ciyi pulled her to sit next to him.
Yan Funing asked, "The carpentry work in the restaurant just now was quite fine, wasn't it?"
Fu Ciyi nodded calmly: "Not bad."
While talking, he took her hand and played with it.
Yan Funing pulled her hand back, but he grabbed it again.
After repeating this several times, she became annoyed and asked, "Why do you have to hold on to it?"
"Then I'll catch you somewhere else?" As he finished speaking, the man's hand clasped her thigh.
Yan Funing couldn't help swallowing her saliva, not because his hands were really beautiful, but because they were too eye-catching when placed on the hem of her skirt.
But because of last night...
"Hey, take your hands off me!"
"No," he refused.
She pinched the skin on the back of his hand with two fingers: "If you don't take it away, I'll pinch it hard?"
"Is there anyone who is a wife like you?" Fu Ciyi frowned slightly.
Yan Funing snorted and pinched with two fingers.
Fu Ciyi grabbed her wrist and asked, "Are you really going to pinch me?"
"Then it's still true?" She increased her strength, not daring to use too much force, and instead pinched the tip of his index finger fiercely, "Is it this finger?"
Seeing her fierce look, the man realized what was going on, but pretended not to know and asked, "How about your fingers? Don't they look good?"
Yan Funing made a gesture: "Like this, like this, don't tell me you forgot?"
Fu Ciyi raised his eyebrows and jokingly said, "Guess if it's this one."
There was a hint of laughter in his voice as he spoke.
"How should I guess?" She pushed him.
Instead, he held the back of her head and whispered in her ear: "How about we have a good guess tonight?"
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