Chapter 168: Wen Yu is also a little uncertain...
The carriage on the return journey rolled over the bluestone slabs. Unlike the anxiousness on the way here, accompanied by the wind and the scorching sun, the wheels slowly moved all the way from the north of the Yangtze River back to the south of the Yangtze River.
The incense burner with blue and white porcelain winding branches showed signs of being extinguished. The few remaining wisps of fragrance lingered in the carriage, gradually spreading to the lapels, almost trapping Wen Yu and Song Linsheng together.
Song Linsheng put the snacks and fruits on the small table aside, poured tea calmly, and then handed it to the person in front of him naturally without saying a word.
Ever since leaving Wen's house, Wen Yu has been lying on the table with his chin in his hands, not moving for a moment.
Logically speaking, now that the eldest son has recovered from his chronic illness, it is exactly what he and Xiaoyu want to see.
But now Xiaoyu looks depressed and doesn't seem to be happy at all.
"call--"
Seeing Song Linsheng's porcelain-white fingertips put down the teacup, Wen Yu's eyes finally showed a ripple, and a long sigh escaped from between her lips.
"Song Linsheng."
"I am here."
Wen Yu's eyes turned and she glanced at Song Linsheng very quickly.
He is always like this. Even if I just call his name and don't say anything, he will respond.
Wen Yu felt relieved a little. He raised his sleeve to pick up the teacup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. Then he sat up straight.
Instead of pondering it alone, it is better to discuss it with someone else.
"Tell me, how credible is what the lady said just now?"
Wen Yu raised her eyebrows slightly, opened her eyes wide, and waited expectantly for Song Linsheng's reply.
Song Linsheng chuckled softly twice. He knew from the beginning that Xiaoyu might not believe everything Madam Wen said.
But she never thought that she had been thinking about this all the way.
"You mean the matter between Mr. Zhou and Mr. Wen." Song Linsheng thought for a moment and confirmed what Wen Yu asked.
Wen Yu nodded quickly when she heard this. She knew that Song Linsheng must understand what she meant.
"That day, you and I both met Mr. Zhou in the school." Wen Yu stroked the edge of the teacup. The fine white porcelain was just like Mr. Zhou's spotless clothes that day.
"She..." Wen Yu paused, "She doesn't seem like she would..."
Yu Wenyu didn't finish the sentence.
She knew that Song Linsheng was very reliant on evidence when speaking and doing things, and he was not the kind of person who would just listen to one side of the story.
Just as she did not completely believe Madam Wen, how could she expect Song Linsheng to be completely honest with her?
She had no evidence yet, but she had a strong feeling in her heart—
Mr. Zhou is not a treacherous person, and he will not part ways with Mr. Wen just because of some madness.
But if she said it directly, wouldn't it be too arbitrary? How would Song Linsheng look at her...
Wen Yu frowned, and suspicion suddenly arose in his heart.
"I know." Song Linsheng's voice was like a clear spring, with a slight refreshing coolness that surrounded Wen Yu.
Just three short words miraculously made Wen Yu's anxiety disappear completely, and he felt extremely peaceful.
"You...you know?" Wen Yu's throat moved slightly.
I had just had tea, but now I suddenly felt thirsty again.
"Yeah." Song Linsheng nodded affirmatively to Wenyu, "I believe Xiaoyu, you certainly have your reasons."
Song Linsheng raised his sleeve slightly, and with a flick of his fingertips, he took out the teacup that Wen Yu was holding tightly in her hand, then refilled it with tea and handed it back.
Wen Yu hurriedly took it and drank it all in one gulp.
Wen Yu didn't know whether it was because of the tea or the trust in Song Linsheng's words, but her mind was clear.
"You mean—"
"I mean, it's better to act than to talk. Since Xiaoyu already has a guess, why don't we go and verify it?"
Song Linsheng had a smile on his lips. Unlike his usual calm and confident look, his eyes were now filled with the youthful vigor and vitality, and quite lively.
"Are you serious?" Wen Yu's words moved him, and without waiting for his response, she lifted the carriage curtain and called out, "Wash the inkstone, change the route—"
…
Jingzhong Street, Lushui Lane.
——Pink walls, black tiles, and lush vegetation.
Wen Yu and Song Linsheng stood under the locust tree at the entrance of the alley and looked inside. This was the scene they saw at first sight.
"Master, Madam Wen." The voice of someone washing the inkstone came hurriedly, accompanied by the sound of small footsteps. "I just went to park the car, and there was no one in the school. Even Shen Sheng had gone to nowhere."
Upon hearing this, Song Linsheng turned sideways and glanced at Wen Yu, then instructed, "Look everywhere. If you still can't find her, go back to the mansion and send some people to help look for her."
"Yes." Xiyan accepted the order and turned to leave.
"Wait!" Wen Yu stopped Xi Yan and looked into the depths of Lushui Lane. "No hurry, let's go to Mr. Zhou's Wendao Bookstore first."
At the end of the alley is Mr. Zhou’s Wendao Bookstore.
"Why?" Xiyan's voice sounded, with a bit of confusion.
Song Linsheng followed Wen Yu's gaze and understood a little bit, "Xiao Yu means..."
"Didn't Shen Sheng say before that the two schools often interacted? Perhaps he's taking his students to visit Mr. Zhou right now. Who knows?"
Wen Yu's eyes flickered, she raised her eyebrows and took a step forward. She put her hands behind her back and walked away gracefully.
"Besides, I still remember Mr. Zhou inviting me to Wendao Book House for tea last time! I'm just going to ask for a glass of water right now."
Wen Yu's clothes fluttered like layers of snow-white waves, and on the bluestone road, they looked like white lotuses blooming, which was very beautiful.
"Young Master?" Xi Yan, who was standing by, was stunned for a moment, calling his own Young Master in confusion.
"Let's go." Song Linsheng nodded slightly and followed.
"Master! Master, wait for me!" Xiyan's hurried shouts echoed throughout Lushui Lane, and then gradually faded away with the wind.
Wen Yu walked along the alley without stopping. The further he went in, the more he could hear the sound of children reciting.
But before she could carefully distinguish whether the voices were those of Ah Zhu and Ah Yuan, the sound of reading suddenly stopped.
Wen Yu stopped in his tracks, and coincidentally, the four characters "Wen Dao Shu She" on the door plaque suddenly appeared before his eyes.
She happened to stop in front of the door of Wendao Bookstore.
The footsteps behind him gradually approached until they stopped beside Wen Yu.
It was Song Linsheng and Xiyan.
Wen Yu glanced sideways, and then turned his attention back to the couplets on both sides of the door plaque of Wen Dao Book House.
Springs and rocks are charming, mists and clouds are my friends, green mountains are beside my house, and green trees fill my door. [Note]
It is very consistent with the scenery of this green water lane.
Wen Yu crossed her arms and was not in a hurry to go in.
I recalled Mr. Zhou’s pair of clear and light eyes in my mind, as if they were carved out of frost and ice and snow.
Just now she was only thinking about exploring this matter with Song Linsheng, but now that she was in front of Mr. Zhou's door, she felt that it was really presumptuous and abrupt.
Wen Yu looked calm and composed, but her feet felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.
Although she did not completely believe what Mrs. Wen said, she even thought that those words might have been fabricated by Mrs. Wen to enhance the reputation of the eldest son.
But now that she has come uninvited, isn't this a sign of her suspicion towards Mr. Zhou?
Wen Yu was also a little uncertain.
"Xiaoyu?" Song Linsheng called softly, but there was no urging in his words.
"Hmm?" Wen Yu suddenly came to her senses and stared at Song Linsheng for a moment. Then she grabbed Song Linsheng's sleeve with one hand and turned around to leave.
"Song Linsheng, let's go back." Wen Yu's voice was low, but full of an unspeakable determination.
She had just entered the world and had not yet fully comprehended and understood many of the principles of this world.
But there was one thing she knew.
How could she come and question Mr. Zhou, a woman, for no reason just because Mrs. Wen said "I'm not very clear"?
This does not help Mr. Zhou's reputation.
She was reckless.
Let's wait for some time before asking what the eldest son has to say.
Song Linsheng nodded. He understood what Xiaoyu meant, then turned around and left with Xiaoyu.
But before they could take a step forward, they were stopped by a female voice.
"Madam Wen—Lord Song—"
Wen Yu's ears moved slightly. She recognized the voice, which was light and elegant.
As her thoughts turned, Wen Yu slowly pulled Song Linsheng back to look——
It was indeed Mr. Zhou.
Zhou Lehui was wearing simple and elegant clothes, still dressed as a man. She held Ah Zhu's hand with one hand and carried a small book box with the other.
Shen Sheng and A Yuan stood behind the door with her.
"Why are you leaving now that you're here?"
As he spoke, Zhou Lehui stepped out of the doorway and said, "Last time, I agreed to invite Madam Wen to my study for tea."
"This..." Wen Yu responded vaguely, feeling extremely guilty.
"Sister Wen!" Ah Zhu's crisp voice rang out, and she ran down the stone steps in front of the door with a smile, "Sister Wen, Brother Song, why are you here?"
"Azhu, run slower!" Seeing this, Ayuan quickly followed, but he has always been more reserved than Azhu, and his movements were still graceful.
The childish voice alleviated Wen Yu's uneasiness a little. Wen Yu hurriedly hugged Ah Zhu into his arms, as if a drowning person had grabbed the last straw.
"Me? Song Linsheng and I are here to pick up Ah Zhu and Ah Yuan."
Wen Yu smiled slightly and then spoke to Ah Zhu, "Zhu Zhu, how did you and Brother Yuan get out of Mr. Zhou's place? It would be easier for Sister Wen to find you."
Song Linsheng looked at Wen Yu with a faint smile. She was half-kneeling and talking to Ah Zhu. Her movements were obviously not big, but she seemed to be in a state of panic for no reason.
"My brother Ayuan and I, we..." Azhu spoke softly, preparing to explain to Wenyu.
"Mr. Zhou held a study course in the library today, and Mr. Shen brought us all here to listen and learn." A Yuan on the side took over and said seriously.
During these days in school, Ayuan has become more and more like a little adult.
Wen Yu pursed her lips and suppressed a smile, "Okay, okay."
Ms. Zhou not only taught at Mingde School without charging a penny, she also allowed Shen Sheng to bring her students to attend classes in her own library. She was indeed a good person with both talent and learning.
Wen Yu thought about it and became more certain of his idea.
Mr. Zhou would never ignore the eldest son just because he heard he was crazy.
In that case, there is no need to ask further.
"Sir, Madam." Shen Sheng took the book box from Zhou Lehui and walked quickly to greet Wen Yu and Song Linsheng.
"Uh-huh..." Wen Yu responded vaguely, pulling Song Linsheng away.
But before she could take a step, Zhou Lehui's voice sounded behind her at the right time -
"Madam Wen, since you are here, please come in and have some tea!"
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