"Of course, you promise to go to the Yunlan Flower Festival with me tomorrow?" He reminded nervously, "Did you forget?"

"No, I thought we would meet at the entrance of Yunlan Manor." She explained calmly.

"Hello, Madam!" Hu Tang looked back at Li Yunniang and greeted her politely.

Li Yunniang had a particularly good impression of this affable young man.

There was a time when she thought her daughter would be happy if she married him.

Judging from the current situation, it is impossible for the two of them.

Even when it was impossible, he still helped Qianqian like this. This child's sincerity is really valuable.

From this, Li Yunniang felt pity for him.

"I'm fine." She asked: "Some time ago, I heard that you were injured because of the land at the foot of Qingshan. Are you feeling better now?"

Hu Tang was flattered by Li Yunniang's concern.

He nodded and bowed and said, "Thanks to Madam's concern, my injury is almost healed."

He covered his heart with one hand, glanced at Xia Qianqian, and praised: "Thanks to her for saving me. Otherwise, you wouldn't even be able to see me."

"Qianqian can save you?" Li Yunniang was a little confused.

Xia Qianqian hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Mom, you and Aunt Gui quickly pack up your things and open the door. Don't let the students waiting at the door get anxious."

Li Yunniang knew about the melee at the foot of Qingshan, but she didn't know that she was also involved.

"I..." Li Yunniang saw what her daughter meant and quickly reminded her kindly: "Class will start in a while, please keep your conversation short."

There were more and more students at the door, and her silly daughter didn't know how to avoid suspicion.

"Okay."

Li Yunniang and Grandma Gui went to open the shop.

Yuan Bao called Hu Tang, "Brother Hu, come to my house another day to eat the mushroom buns made by my mother. They are very delicious. You will definitely like them."

"Come on, we're going to be late." Hua Zhuer had a look and dragged him away.

"Let's go there." Xia Qianqian suggested.

The two of them came to the corner next to the college one after another.

A ray of morning sun shines through the treetops, revealing the small emerald green fruits hidden among them. The furry skin is particularly cute.

Hu Tang stood under the peach tree, hesitated, and then took out a stack of red invitations inlaid with gold edges from his sleeves, "This is the invitation for the Yunlan Flower Appreciation Festival tomorrow."

"So many?" Xia Qianqian was surprised.

"Everyone in the Xia Mansion has a copy. You can take them in and have a look."

"Thank you!" Xia Qianqian was overjoyed.

She took the invitation and looked back and forth excitedly.

"And this." Hu Tang handed over a small sign made of mahogany, about the size of a palm, with exquisite patterns of flowers, birds, insects and fish carved on the edges, and four words "Flowers bloom for wealth" written in the center.

"This is..." Xia Qianqian took the sign and looked at it, not knowing what it was for.

"In the garden, each stall is divided into areas with wooden plaques hanging on them. You can take this sign and find the stall corresponding to the wooden sign."

That’s right.

Xia Qianqian put all the wooden signs and invitations into her crossbody bag.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't give you the best stall." He once boasted to Haikou that as long as she went there, she would definitely give him the best stall.

The Flower Appreciation Festival is managed by Hu Fuquan, and he also has the final say on the stall matters.

He even got the best first berth, but Cheng Yaojin came out halfway.

"That Madam E suddenly ordered her to go to the first stall the day before yesterday."

"I understand." Xia Qianqian doesn't mind at all, "The garden is hers. She has the freedom to let others set up stalls and whoever wants to be first is her freedom. Don't worry about it."

It doesn’t really matter whose stall is placed in the most conspicuous place.

The real skill is whose products sell best and are favored by everyone.

On this point, Xia Qianqian has full confidence.

The two talked for a while, and then Xia Qianqian turned around and returned to the college.

The subject in the morning is Yu Yinghua’s class.

In class, she was giving a lecture and unknowingly mentioned the Yunlan Flower Appreciation Festival.

Compared with the rigidity of male teachers, Yu Yinghua’s classroom atmosphere is more relaxed and cheerful.

She was sitting on the Eight Immortals Chair, leaning on the lectern, holding her chin in one hand, still saying, "I went to the Yunlan Flower Appreciation Festival once the year before last."

"Sir, are there many flowers there, are they beautiful and fragrant?" Someone asked the question anxiously.

"There are many flowers, they are all beautiful and fragrant." Yu Yinghua spoke straightforwardly and did not forget to emphasize: "Actually, the most beautiful thing is not the flowers inside, but the girls in the boudoir, you are as young as flowers."

"Sir, you are joking. We are going to see flowers. Women look at women. What is beautiful or ugly?"

Yu Yinghua held her chin with one hand, raised her eyebrows, and looked at the girl who asked the question. The corners of her lips were slightly raised, and she said with a half-smile: "What you see are flowers, but what others see is you."

Everyone understood the meaning of Mr. Yu's words and bowed their heads shyly.

The Yunlan Flower Appreciation Festival is in name only for flower viewing, but in fact, in addition to young ladies from various prefectures, many outstanding young talents go there with their mothers.

There are many people admiring the flowers. Men and women are of similar age. When they are together, they will inevitably look at each other secretly. If two people see each other, they will enjoy the flowers and chat together. It is considered a large-scale public blind date.

Because of this relationship, the marriageable girls in the neighborhood flock to the flower viewing festival.

It's a pity that Mrs. E is so high up that the people she invites are ordinary people.

Therefore, invitation letters to the Yunlan Flower Appreciation Festival are even rarer.

"Mr. Yu..." Huang Meimei in the school was bold and active. At this time, she stood up and asked directly: "Will you go to the Flower Viewing Festival this year?"

Yu Yinghua glanced at Huang Meimei and said, "Maybe."

"Sir, can you..." Huang Meimei pinched the corners of her clothes with both hands, blushed, and stammered: "Sir, can you..."

"Every year, I'm used to being alone." Yu Yinghua interrupted Huang Meimei abruptly, stood up slowly, "get out of class is over."

The bright red dress floated to the door, floated into the yard, swayed, and floated away.

Huang Meimei was rejected in public and couldn't stand the gloating eyes of everyone.

She glared at the empty yard and said angrily: "So what if she goes away, they are all elders, who son can like her?"

She mentioned several people about her without naming them, but many students knew who she was referring to.

The whole room was in complete silence, not daring to answer the question.

Only Xia Qianqian frowned and said teasingly: "I don't know if she can be attracted by the young master, but I am sure that some people don't even have a chance to let the young master take a look."

"Xia Qianqian, who are you talking about?" Huang Meimei stood up suddenly and scolded.

Xia Qianqian threw the brush in her hand on the table and looked at her coldly, "Who are you talking about? Isn't it obvious?"
Chapter completed!