"So Madam Lu really is planning to have Song Qiao marry." Xu Jiang pushed out a piece of orchid leaf with her carving knife, and said with hidden anger, "She's actually capable of doing such a thing as letting her daughter become a concubine."
Lou Yunchun put the dried color blocks into the medicine boat and ground them. "From what Wei Yinuo said, Madam Lu doesn't seem to know that Lu Yu allowed Song Qiao to marry into the Wei family as a concubine."
"Whether as a wife or a concubine, she shouldn't have such thoughts."
Xu Jiang, fearing she might damage the board, simply put down her carving knife and said to Lou Yunchunfen, "Yu Qing, she obeyed her parents' orders and married Uncle Song. She experienced the pain of being forced into a life of her own. If she truly treated Song Qiao as her own daughter, how could she bear to let her repeat the same mistake?"
Lou Yunchun nodded in agreement.
"Logically, she's divorced Uncle Song, vying to marry into a wealthy family, and has ignored Song Qiao all these years. She has no right to decide Song Qiao's marriage." Xu Jiang said coldly, "Ultimately, she's only doing this for her own and the Lu family's benefit. How can she truly care about Song Qiao?"
Lou Yunchun consoled her, "Don't worry. No one can decide Song Qiao's marriage except herself." He then brought the teapot to refill her tea and used a plain fan to cool her and the tea. "Drink some tea to calm your anger."
Xu Jiang took a few sips of tea and indeed calmed down a lot. "I just feel sorry for Song Qiao. How could he have such a mother?"
"Song Qiao couldn't choose where he was born, but he could decide which path he would take. Everything will turn out well." Lou Yunchun said calmly, "On the other hand, Madam Lu will probably live under the shadow of being controlled by others for the rest of her life."
"You reap what you sow. People always have to pay the price for their actions." Xu Jiang was silent for a moment, then looked up at Lou Yunchun and asked, "Why did you let Wei Yinuo meet with Song Qiao?"
Pausing slightly on the fan in his hand, Lou Yunchun said, "I want to see what choice Madam Lu will make, and also let Song Qiao see the truth and stay away from trouble."
Xu Jiang stared at him and asked, "Is that all?"
He spun the fan in his hand and blew it towards his face. "Hu Xu also needs to make a decision soon."
Xu Jiang saw through him and couldn't help but snort and laugh.
Lou Yunchun heard it and covered her face with his fan. Xu Jiang was about to stop it, but the fan moved away. Xu Jiang saw him examining the fan, and panicked, she tried to grab it. But Lou Yunchun turned his back, leaving her empty-handed.
Lou Yunchun looked at the fan carefully. There was a line drawing on it, depicting mandarin ducks playing with lotus. He turned the fan over and over, and the smile in his eyes grew wider.
Xu Jiang said in self-abandonment: "Go ahead and watch it. You'll have to watch it sooner or later anyway." Then he sat down again, his head down and serious.
Lou Yunchun sat across from her, holding a fan, his smile as bright as the moon. "Is this... a wedding fan?"
"You're asking even though you already know the answer." Xu Jiang gave him a look, then couldn't help laughing. "It's not finished yet."
She originally wanted to embroider it, but her embroidery skills were really poor, so she decided to paint it. Lin Hongchu and Yin Yin laughed at her for this.
Lou Yunchun sketched the outlines and suddenly said, "I'll draw the rest for you."
"You painted it?" Xu Jiang's carving knife nearly slipped off the board, and he stammered, "How could... that be a painting of a happy fan? Is this even decent?"
The word "groom" was a little shy in front of the groom and he dared not show his face.
Lou Yunchun said, "If the bride can write the marriage certificate, the groom can naturally paint the wedding fan."
After saying that, he found a small box and put the fan away.
"That marriage certificate..." Xu Jiang looked embarrassed.
Speaking of the marriage certificate, she wanted to stuff Lou Yunchun into the crack of the bookshelf.
I remember that when Brother Xu San got married at the beginning of the year, he asked her to write the marriage certificate. At that time, she had just met Master Lin and admired his exquisite calligraphy, so she asked him to write it for her.
After receiving the marriage certificate, Xu Jiang couldn't let it go, so she copied a copy herself. When she had free time, she would take it out to admire it, and then put it in the cabinet next to the wooden couch.
One day, Lou Yunchun was "kicked out of the house" and stayed in a bookstore. At night, he was looking for a book to read and somehow came across this copied marriage certificate.
He studied obsessively until midnight, and hid away secretly at dawn.
When the wedding day came, the names of both parties were added to the marriage certificate, which was then returned to Xu Jiang after being witnessed by the matchmaker and Master Lin.
When Xu Jiang received the marriage certificate and opened it, she was so scared that she almost threw it out of the door.
She looked at Master Lin tremblingly, but unexpectedly found that Master Lin was not angry at all. Instead, he seemed very satisfied. He happily wrote the marriage proposal and left a firm promise.
Later, Xu Jiang interrogated Lou Yunchun.
Lou Yunchun explained that he brought the marriage certificate written by Xu Jiang just to tell Xu Jiang that this marriage was not about marrying anyone, but about taking her home.
Xu Jiang was so moved that she burst into tears at the time, but she still felt embarrassed when she thought about it afterwards.
Especially when I met Master Lin.
Xu Jiang rubbed his thick skin, looked at Lou Yunchun who was full of joy, and sighed: "We two are really not good enough."
Lou Yunchun's face was as hard as a stone wall. "There are enough 'decent' people in the world. They can do without two of us."
Xu Jiang exchanged a smile with him, "That's true."
The two of them whispered for a while, then returned to their respective positions. Xu Jiang continued carving the plate while Lou Yunchun mixed the colors with water. Then he called Liang Mo and Yin Yin over and took the mixed colors and carved plates to the backyard for a test print.
Only Yue Nu has time to spare, lying at the door to enjoy the fairy light.
In late autumn, a tree of warm sunshine hangs outside the bookstore. The sounds of chiseling, mixing colors, and brushing ink, carried into the sunlight by the floating hairs scratched by the moon slave, compose a piece of peaceful music and a chapter of the ordinary world.
A hawker's voice echoed from far away on the street, "Bean paste and ribs, selling bean paste and ribs..."
Xu Jiang seemed to have already smelled the aroma of bean paste and bone buds. She looked out the door, staring at the mottled shadows on the ground and said in a daze, "The Lower Yuan Festival is coming again."
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