"It's raining outside, and Yinxiao doesn't have an umbrella," Song Huiyue turned around to look at the Buddha statue, "Besides, if the Buddha can hear what you and I are talking about, so can Yinxiao."
Huang Wenqiu thought to himself: "Buddha has two stone ears and a stone mouth. He has nowhere to listen and nowhere to speak. How can he be like Yin Xiao?"
However, he didn't want to argue about these trivial matters, so he took out ten jiaozi from his arms and said, "Cousin, here are one hundred taels. You accept it because I want to thank you for your kindness in giving me tea. You used to be young and your words were childish."
, just pretend that we haven’t said anything about getting married.”
Song Huiyue looked back at him: "I stopped talking nonsense after I was six years old."
Huang Wenqiu couldn't bear her gaze, so he stopped talking and said, "Emotional matters are nothing to play with. Besides, marriage is always an important matter, which is the order of the parents. It is wrong for us to decide the matchmaker's words in private."
Song Huiyue asked him: "Then you and Lady Luo Hui are in love with each other as concubines, is it right or wrong?"
"You!" Huang Wenqiu's face flushed, "Don't talk nonsense! I just don't want to mess with you anymore, don't involve others!"
Song Huiyue smiled. She looked like a good and amiable child, but her words were extremely sharp.
"Don't forget that you were poor after a few days, when you were too late to take the exam, almost lost your book and sword, and wandered around. Ask me to help you get a tea guide, and buy and sell a hundred kilograms of high-quality tea.
, now that you have to use a scale to collect your gold and silver, do you want to burn down the bridge?"
Huang Wenqiu's face suddenly turned ugly.
After you have been rich and prosperous for a long time, it is as embarrassing to have your past difficulties mentioned again as if you were wearing clothes on the street and having someone strip you naked.
Anger surged from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and he threw the banknotes in his hand towards Song Huiyue.
"Fart! You just gave me a tea ticket, and I will manage all the wealth behind it! Do I have to sell myself to you just for this tea ticket! With your weird temperament, whoever marries you will be a loser.
Insult the lintel! You..."
A crisp "pop" sound interrupted his words.
Yin Xiao slapped half of his face until it became red and swollen.
Huang Wenqiu covered his face and stared at Yin Xiao with gritted teeth, intending to fight back.
However, as soon as he raised his hand, Yin Xiao grabbed his wrist, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.
He glared at him angrily, but saw that Yin Xiao was like the stone statue he had seen, with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, all carved, and even his breathing was mixed with the stone statue, which was so ruthless and scary.
Huang Wenqiu fainted for a moment and dared not speak out in anger.
This is a barren mountain and a ruined temple, and Yinxiao is the son of a tiger and a wolf. If Song Huiyue couldn't love her and wanted to kill someone, wouldn't he be ruined here?
Why should jade collide with rubble?
He swallowed his anger and said to Song Huiyue: "Cousin, I don't love you, and you have wasted your life marrying me. I have never gone to your house to propose marriage, and no one will seek justice for you. Why don't you take it?"
Can you get some money so that we can get together and have a good time together?"
"I am living this life by myself. Whether I waste my time or not, what does it have to do with who I marry?" Song Huiyue bent down and swept away the banknotes on the futon, then knelt down.
She clasped her hands together, her clean and beautiful face stood still under the gaze of the Buddha statue, and her mind also became silent. Only the dark pupils emitted a subtle light in the dim light.
Yin Xiao let go of Huang Wenqiu's hand and kicked him in the crook of the leg, throwing him forward and kneeling down.
He wanted to stand up, but Yin Xiao stepped on his shoulder.
I don't know how much force was used in this kick, Huang Wenqiu's knee could not move even an inch.
Unable to bear the pain of his knees that were almost shattered, he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Loose, loosen."
Yin Xiao's face was expressionless, showing no signs of looseness.
"Buddha bless my family with happiness and beauty. When my mother sees me getting married, she will also be in good health and all diseases will disappear."
After praying to the Buddha, she stood up, thought for a while and knelt down in front of Huang Wenqiu.
"Today is the eighth day of the lunar month. On the twelfth day of the lunar month, I won't be able to see your family and come to propose marriage. Just go back to where you came from."
"Why do you insist on biting me!"
"You are suitable."
"Suitable? I am a person, not an object!"
"You exchanged yourself for me as an object."
"I thought you were joking..."
Halfway through Huang Wenqiu's words, he looked at Song Huiyue's clear eyes and couldn't say the rest.
Those eyes seemed to be able to see through all the dirty thoughts.
Since asking for a cup of tea and asking for a taste of tea are not words spoken by children, then naturally they cannot be regarded as a marriage agreement.
Huang Wenqiu fled in the rain.
Yin Xiao picked up the banknote and put it in his sleeve.
"He—mother's," Song Huiyue put away her curse words in front of the Buddha, "actually only gave me one hundred taels of silver to send me away."
When the rain stopped, Song Huiyue rode towards the city. When she got home, it was still early and it was time to prepare dinner.
The horse rode past the rows of green brick and tile houses to Hengyu Street where my home was, bypassed the closed front door, and stopped at the corner door.
The ground brocade grows along the corner of the wall, fluttering straight up the eaves, with roots taking root in the cracks of the bricks and tiles like spider webs, and green leaves covering the entire white wall.
Yin Xiao climbed over the wall, opened the corner door from the back garden, and put Song Huiyue in.
Song Huiyue untied the empty fish basket, took off the green bamboo hat, and strode toward the backyard.
Yin Xiao stopped in front of the moon gate and watched Song Huiyue's figure disappear among the blooming hibiscus. Then she turned around with her things and went to return the two rented horses.
The backyard is very quiet.
The deep skylight shrouded the courtyard, the green bamboos and banana leaves were like giant fans, blocking out the sky and the sun. The raindrops fell on the bluestone slabs, making the home even more peaceful.
The scent of wood is blooming outside the corridor, and there are clusters of clouds like clouds.
The air of vegetation grew wildly, and the breath of living people was suppressed, making it almost inaudible.
Song Huiyue tiptoed across the courtyard and entered the west wing.
There was pen and ink spread out on the desk in the room, and she wrote two large characters neatly and neatly. Her brother Song Qinghui, who was two years younger than her, was circling his handwriting in red.
Seeing Song Huiyue, he quickly put down his pen and jumped down from the stool.
He is fatter than Song Huiyue, and his eyebrows, which were originally similar to Song Huiyue's, have lost their shape and become honest and cute.
It's just that although his eyes are bright, he is a bit ignorant, still like a child.
"Sister, where did the fish go?"
"Brother," Song Huiyue smiled and made a face, "all of them drowned! Where is my mother-in-law?"
Song Qinghui stretched out his hand and pointed in: "Auntie."
Song Huiyue looked inside and saw her mother, Mrs. Chen, sitting in the bedroom behind the partition, her face as sinking as water, holding a bamboo stick with its ends spread out in her hand, preparing to treat her to a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots.
Without saying a word, she jumped out, hid behind the light, and looked in through the lattice hole: "Aniang——"
"Don't call me! You are my mother from now on!" Mrs. Chen was furious, got up and rushed, "You still know how to come back! This family can hardly accommodate you!"
There was a commotion in the room, and even the chairs were knocked over to the ground.