Chapter 213: "Song Linsheng?"
Wen Yanli's smile was as bright as spring, and the fireworks behind him also bloomed in a very appropriate way, making his face look like stars and the moon, and even the teardrop mole at the end of his eye looked more touching.
"I'm back."
But he was covered in dust and stars, and it was obvious that he was in a hurry to get on the road. He had just arrived at the territory of Jiangyang Prefecture.
He probably never even went home.
Zhou Lehui stopped where he was, neither moving forward nor retreating. He just stood there quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.
The smile on Wen Yanli's face froze, and he glanced at everyone present. He couldn't help but look at Shen Sheng who was standing beside Zhou Lehui a few more times.
"Le Hui, I..."
He couldn't help but tighten his palms.
Wen Yu looked over with sharp eyes and saw something bulging in Wen Yanli's hand. Bits of scarlet cloth could be seen from the gaps between his clenched fist fingers.
She immediately understood.
No wonder Madam Wen said that Master Wen came back in a hurry, leaving behind some unfinished business. He was probably rushing back because today was the Girls' Day according to Jiangyang custom.
"Le Hui, today is the first day of September. In previous years, we have celebrated the festival together."
Wen Yanli clenched his palms tighter and swallowed uncontrollably. The usually dashing Mr. Wen was now somewhat incoherent.
"I, I'm back. I don't ask to spend the holiday with you, I just want you to accept..."
As he spoke, Wen Yanli opened his palm, and inside was indeed an envelope of silver coins wrapped in red cloth.
Wen Yu glanced at Song Linsheng. At this moment, she really believed that this was the custom in Jiangyang.
But before Wen Yanli finished speaking, Zhou Lehui seemed to have just woken up from a dream. He turned sideways and said to Shen Sheng, "Mr. Shen, let's go."
After saying that, Zhou Lehui suddenly turned around, without even having time to say a word to Wen Yu and Song Linsheng, and disappeared into the crowd as if he was escaping.
"Mr. Zhou! Wait for me!"
Shen Sheng was at a loss, and hurriedly hugged the book in his arms, grabbed A Yuan and others, and hurriedly chased after them.
"Le Hui—" Wen Yanli didn't hesitate when he saw this, and quickly lifted his robe to catch up, "Le Hui, be careful."
Wen Yu and Song Linsheng stood there, watching several people pass by like a gust of wind, leaving them alone in a disheveled state.
No, Wen Yu bent down and saw Yan Zi hugging her tightly with his face buried very low.
She was a little confused at first, but the moment she passed by Wen Yanli, she immediately understood.
Wen Yu raised her sleeve to embrace Yan Zi, and after Wen Yanli walked away, she patted Yan Zi's head and said, "Okay, he's gone."
She knew what Yanzi was worried about.
However, now that Wen Yanli has returned to Jiangyang, he will definitely be active in Jiangyang, and Mr. Zhou's Wendao Bookstore will definitely be a place he will visit frequently in the future.
Then, Mingde Academy, which is separated from Wendao Bookstore by a wall, and Yanzi, who is studying there, are in danger.
Even though Yanzi can change her appearance, it is hard not to notice this name.
Could it be that her original plan had to be brought forward?
Just as she was thinking about it, Yanzi raised his head from her arms, with a look of surprise and confusion on his face, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm not going back to the academy today." Yan Zi's eyebrows moved, and she said hurriedly, "You guys go shopping first, I'm going back to Bamboo Cottage!"
After saying this, Yan Zi turned around and ran in the other direction without waiting for Wen Yu to respond.
"Yanzi! Wait a minute!"
Wen Yu lifted her skirt and chased after him, but Yan Zi didn't show any sign of stopping.
The streets were bustling with people, and in the chaos Yanzi accidentally bumped into someone, but he didn't stop. He just said sorry and ran away.
Wen Yu frowned, and seeing that he couldn't catch up with the person, he had to stop and help up the person who was bumped by Yan Zi, and apologized repeatedly.
"I'm sorry, are you okay?"
Instead of complaining, the man laughed.
Wen Yu felt puzzled and lowered her head to look, just in time to see the man raise his head, revealing his entire face in the light.
"Chen Mian?"
Wen Yu looked at the person in front of him and called out in surprise.
"Madam Wen." Chen Mian nodded with a faint smile, and then greeted Song Linsheng who had caught up with Wen Yu, "Lord Song."
"Why are you here?" Wen Yu asked while helping him pick up the scattered things on the ground.
Chen Mian took the item from Wen Yu, thanked her repeatedly, and then showed it to her. "I'm going out to buy rouge for my wife."
Today is Daughters' Day, but it's not just for the little daughter to celebrate, his wife also has to celebrate the festival.
Wen Yu looked at the wooden box in his palm. When she opened it, she saw that it was filled with rouge boxes.
She suddenly remembered that when she first met Chen Mian on the long street, he had just bought rouge for his wife.
I just don't know how Lady Zhibai is doing now...
Wen Yu helped Chen Mian up and couldn't help asking, "Chen Mian, how is she taking the medicine I gave you last time..."
That was the shape-changing pill she had asked Chi Huang for.
Chen Mian dusted off the dust on his body. Hearing this, his eyes were filled with gratitude. He quickly replied, "Very good, very good indeed. I've been eating it! Thank you, Madam Wen."
Wen Yu breathed a sigh of relief. With the Three Lights Divine Water and the condensed pills, it was certain that it would be of great benefit to Zhi Bai Niangzi's practice.
"As long as she finds it useful," Wen Yu hugged Chen Mian tightly, not wanting him to bow and thank her. "Then you should go back quickly and don't keep her waiting any longer."
"Okay." Chen Mian responded and was about to say goodbye.
"Wait!" Wen Yu suddenly remembered something and called out to Chen Mian.
"What?" Chen Mian looked puzzled, but turned around as he was told.
Wen Yu picked up her small dragon purse with one hand, took out some more silver from the red cloth seal, and handed it to Chen Mian.
"For Chie."
How could she forget that Xiao Zhizhi from Chen Mian's family was also a girl.
"Keep her safe and sound for years to come."
She was not lying. She had infused some spiritual power into the silver. If it was placed in Zhizhi's cradle, those monsters and goblins would definitely not dare to get close to it.
After all, Zhizhi is the child of a human and a demon, so it is very easy for him to get into trouble.
This way, she can feel more at ease.
Chen Mian's eyes lit up, and he seemed to understand Wen Yu's meaning immediately. He did not refuse and took the silver with both hands.
"Thank you, Madam Wen."
Chen Mian was as polite as usual. He said goodbye to Wen Yu and Song Linsheng in a gentle voice.
"Madam Wen, Lord Song, I will take my leave."
Wen Yu waved her hand and urged him, "Go quickly!"
Until Chen Mian's figure walked away and disappeared into the crowd like water flowing into a river.
Wen Yu then turned around and saw Song Linsheng looking at her with a smile.
"Uh..." Wen Yu didn't need to think too much, she probably knew why Song Linsheng smiled so... creepy.
"Well... it wouldn't be a bad thing if everyone could benefit from Master Song's good fortune?"
Wen Yu knew that it was not important that she was using the gift to offer to others, but that she was giving the gift Song Linsheng had given her to someone else. Knowing that she was in the wrong, she quickly grabbed Song Linsheng's sleeve.
"Besides, it's just some small change. It can't really keep me safe."
As soon as the tone changed, Wen Yu smiled cunningly, even to the point of being flattering.
"It's better to stay with Master Xiao Song. That's where you can have real peace every year!"
As she spoke, she pulled at Song Linsheng's sleeve and shook it, fearing that he would keep silent and hold back his anger.
Song Linsheng's heart softened. He had been a little worried at first, but when he saw Xiaoyu like this, all his worries disappeared immediately and he no longer cared about her.
He raised his sleeve and opened the small dragon purse with Wen Yu's hand, took out more change from his own purse and put it in. However, when his eyes met the two round dragon eyes, he couldn't help laughing.
"Okay, whether it's me or these small amounts of silver, we will work hard to protect Xiaoyu and keep her safe every year."
Song Linsheng tied the laces and hung the Xiaolong purse back around Wen Yu's waist.
Wen Yu held onto Song Linsheng's sleeve tightly, tilting her head to look at his handsome face. "Little Master Song, are you really not angry anymore?"
"Really." Song Linsheng let her act silly, but still nodded in response.
"Really?" Wen Yu was skeptical and couldn't help but ask again to confirm.
Of course she knew that Song Linsheng was not a person with a bad temper, but... she suddenly wanted to tease him.
"When have I ever been angry with you?" Song Linsheng leaned over and lowered his eyes, looking helplessly at Wen Yu who was hanging on him like a koala.
Wen Yu hummed, and when she thought about it carefully, it seemed that there really wasn't any.
She immediately put her heart back in her stomach.
"That's Master Xiao Song. Master is very generous."
Wen Yu stopped joking, let go of Song Linsheng's sleeve, and stood up with his support.
The streets were filled with colors and people were bustling. The moon was clearly hanging high in the sky, but Jiangyang Mansion still showed no sign of quieting down. Instead, it became more and more lively.
There are people coming and going in front of various stalls in the streets and alleys, and the constant shouting of hawkers is really catchy.
Suddenly, a gentle melody broke through the noisy voices.
Wen Yu looked in the direction of the sound and saw a vendor at the bridgehead playing a flute. As his fingertips moved, bursts of clear and loud sounds leaped out from his hands.
Wen Yu's mind turned, and he raised his sleeve to pat the little dragon purse on his waist which was bulging again, and suddenly he had a new idea.
This time she won't give the money to anyone else.
Wen Yu pulled Song Linsheng up, pointed in the direction of the bridge, and said hurriedly, "Song Linsheng, let's go over and take a look."
"Wait a moment, Xiaoyu." Song Linsheng turned around and picked up the candied persimmon cakes and various other items that had been placed on the shore. He then freed one hand to hold Wenyu's. "We'll go now."
No matter if it was the bridgehead or some other place, as long as it was a place Xiaoyu wanted to go, he would accompany her, no matter how far it was.
The two of them were dressed in green and white robes, and their movements were like swaying green waves and flying waves. They stood out particularly in the street market full of colorful lights.
Passing through the bustling crowd and the constant noise, Wen Yu and Song Linsheng finally stopped in front of the stalls at the bridgehead.
"Young lady, what do you like?" the stall owner called out to Wen Yu, "Please feel free to look around and pick as much as you can."
The rows of bamboo flutes and dongxiao were arranged one by one and displayed in front of Wen Yu.
She raised her sleeve and brushed it over, feeling the warmth from her fingertips.
This one is too long, this one is too short.
After looking around, Wen Yu finally chose a long flute made of purple bamboo from among a variety of musical instruments.
She remembered that before, on the edge of the field, Song Linsheng could make beautiful music from just some grass leaves he picked. Now, this flute must be no problem for Song Linsheng to use as well.
"Song Linsheng." Wen Yu held it in front of Song Linsheng with both hands and pushed it forward like a treasure. "Then take a look at this?"
Song Linsheng put the gift box in his arms aside temporarily and looked at Wen Yu's bright eyes across the flute in front of him.
He heard that in the deep sea, there was a kind of oyster shell that was good at producing pearls. The pearls were not the ordinary pure white, but were as black as ink, making them even more precious and rare.
If only there were such pearls.
Song Linsheng's eyelashes trembled, and he couldn't help but think that his eyes were exactly the same as Xiaoyu's at this moment.
"Hmm?" Seeing Song Linsheng remained silent, Wen Yu pushed the flute forward again, her fingertips almost touching Song Linsheng's chest. "Song Linsheng?"
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