Chapter 180 Cannon Fodder
On the other hand, after riding the boat for a few days, Su Zhenzhen missed the land, so she pestered Rong Jinchen to stop at the border of Yangzhou Prefecture and Huai'an Prefecture.
Su Zhenzhen was only wearing a honey-colored Huanhua brocade Liuxian skirt with a peony pattern. She had her hair done in a simple Chaoyun Jinxiang bun, embellished with two or three mutton-fat jade hairpins. The most important one, of course, was the mutton-fat jade hairpin carved by Rong Jinchen himself.
She didn't wear any jade bracelets or armlets on her hands, but like him, she had a red bean rope tied around her wrist. Her snow-white wrist was very eye-catching, at least Rong Jinchen couldn't take his eyes off her.
"Zi'an, let's go." Su Zhenzhen smiled sweetly on her little face, her sparkling eyes looking at him with bright eyes. She held out her wrist, which he had been staring at. Rong Jinchen was stunned. How could his name sound so beautiful when it came from Qingqing's mouth?
Rong Jinchen hummed softly and reached out to hold her wrist, which was as delicate as cream. The soft and smooth touch made him unable to let go. He couldn't help but touch her skin and play with it reluctantly.
Su Zhenzhen felt the man's large, calloused hand touching her wrist and found it amusing. Rong Jinchen was indeed full of curiosity about her body and could never get enough of it. She was the same. Su Zhenzhen was absolutely in love with his abs!
Money makes the world go round. Su Zhenzhen and the others soon boarded the carriage specially rented for dignitaries at the dock.
Rong Jinchen held her in his arms, playing with her small hands with his big hands, interlocking his fingers with hers from time to time, and pinching her thin and slender fingers to massage her.
Su Zhenzhen looked at the green mountains and clear waters on the roadside through the car window, feeling very comfortable, and occasionally pinched the man's broad palm.
"Zi'an." She called out suddenly. Rong Jinchen was stunned for a moment before he said, "Hmm?" Before marriage, Qingqing called him Chenchen the most. After marriage, when she fell in love with him, she called him husband. If he didn't pay attention, he would subconsciously forget his own name.
"Zi'an." Su Zhenzhen's tone was cunning, and she just snuggled in the man's arms, "Qingqing." As if he felt something, he responded to her with a low laugh.
Su Zhenzhen actually didn’t want to say anything to him, she just suddenly wanted to call his name, but she had to admit that it felt really good to have a response to everything she said.
The mountains in the south of the Yangtze River are beautiful, the waters are lively, and it is picturesque, with a hazy and beautiful artistic conception, like an elegant ink painting, bathing people in the misty rain.
Qingyuan County is located at the edge of Yangzhou Prefecture, but its streets are prosperous, its people are well-fed and well-clothed, and it is very prosperous.
Su Zhenzhen didn't care about other people's opinions. She simply reached out and held Rong Jinchen's hand. After all, the current social atmosphere was open, so what was the big deal about holding hands?
In addition, what she didn't want to admit was that Rong Jinchen was so handsome that the way the girls around him looked at him made her a little jealous.
Even though she hadn't been attracted to him before, she hadn't reacted at all when she saw someone else (Rong Jinchen's cousin) flirting with him!
Love is the most annoying thing!
Rong Jinchen had the same idea at this time. He felt that the men around him who were looking at him with affectionate eyes were very annoying.
Therefore, the man's handsome face was full of displeasure, and the aura he exuded was very intimidating, which invisibly blocked those peach blossoms.
Normal people usually see the two of them holding each other's hands and observe that they have extraordinary looks and demeanor, and at most they can only admire and be amazed.
As for abnormal playboys, like the one in front of us, they are simply courting death.
The story goes like this: they were walking down the street when Su Zhenzhen spotted a beautiful girl in plain clothes, with delicate hair and makeup. She was kneeling on a thatched mat not far away, her eyes slightly red as she wept bitterly. Behind her was a straw mat with a lifeless old man lying on it. "Please, kind people! My father and I depended on each other for survival. My mother died of complications during childbirth giving birth to my brother, and my father also fell seriously ill a while ago. We don't have much land, and we have no place to bury my father's body even though it's still warm! I'm willing to sell myself to bury him!" Her voice was delicate and pitiful, and she was crying so hard that she seemed to be choking.
"Oh my God, this girl looks so pitiful. She is an orphan at such a young age." The enthusiastic onlookers were full of sympathy, as if they were the ones involved.
"Who said it wasn't true? This girl is so pitiful. I don't know which young man can buy her as a maid. Otherwise, it will cost dozens of taels of silver to bury her. Ordinary people can't afford this price." The man sighed.
"Alas... there aren't that many rich people. They're very smart..."
Su Zhenzhen whispered to Rong Jinchen in the crowd nearby. "Zi'an, what do you think?" Rong Jinchen lowered his eyes and looked at her. "It's just consensual." This girl was quite cunning. I'm afraid she was just thinking about hooking up with a rich young man, becoming his maid, and then slowly working her way up.
Although he was a grown man, when he followed Qingqing's gaze, he could see that the girl had delicate makeup and the angles of her tears seemed to be carefully designed. She was much more sophisticated than the women in the palace.
Moreover, if you were really heartbroken about your father's passing, shouldn't you cry your eyes out?
She just wanted a young man to buy her and live a life that ordinary people couldn't live. It would be best if she could become a concubine and have a child, so that she could escape from her original class.
Su Zhenzhen shared the same sentiment. She had thought men would find such a white-dressed little white flower pitiful. Fortunately, Rong Jinchen withstood her test and was indeed her, Su Zhenzhen's, man.
But come to think of it, the man in front of me grew up in the palace, and palace fighting is the cruelest.
But this girl's methods are enough in this small county.
At this time, a young man dressed in silk and satin was holding a birdcage with a brightly feathered parrot in it. He had a fat head and big ears, and a greasy face. He squinted his eyes and looked at the girl who sold herself to bury her father, and his eyes lit up!
"Little beauty, don't you want to sell yourself to bury your father? Come with me, I will give you fifty taels of silver to bury your father with honor, and I will ensure that you will have a good life in the future, how about it?" He likes this kind of little beauty who cries so pitifully.
The girl's crying paused, but it was not obvious. She looked like she was sobbing because of excessive sadness. She was extremely anxious.
Although she wanted to live a life of luxury, the man before her was too attractive to her eyes. "Thank you, sir, but I'm just a humble girl..." Her voice was charming and pitiful, but out of the corner of her eye she saw Su Zhenzhen and Rong Jinchen, who happened to be chatting and passing by not far away, and were about to leave.
"Sir, do you and your wife still need a maid?" She raised her little face and looked at Rong Jinchen and Su Zhenzhen, who had no intention of staying, with a look that seemed to want to say something but couldn't.
The dandy young man narrowed his eyes and followed her gaze towards the two of them. Suddenly, his soul was gone, "Beautiful lady..."
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