"Girl, do you weave clothes for yourself?" I stopped in front of a house and asked.
"Pfft..." The weaver girl heard someone asking, and her voice sounded quite lively. When she looked up, she turned out to be a strange man, and a good-looking man. He was so close to her, less than two feet away.
Huaichun's sense of shame surged into his heart for a moment.
The face is like flowing clouds flying over, adding a touch of spring color.
He quickly covered his face with a handkerchief and went back to the house to hide.
"Hey, why are you running away? I'm not a big tiger. How can I eat you? I'm just asking you what the weaving is for?" The man shook his head helplessly. Who said that the folk customs in the countryside are simple and simple? I don't think that's the case at all.
However, when he saw a man, he retreated to his boudoir, which left a good feeling in the young man's heart. Unlike the girls in the city, this traditional virtue has long been lost...
The weaver woman heard the man's question in the house, but avoided seeing him. She only looked at the man quietly through the crack of the window. When she knew that the man was gone, she came out and continued weaving.
I'm still thinking about the trance-like scene just now...
Just like the breeze blowing across the water, the ripples continue for a long time...
The man went straight to Haitang Dyeing House. Although there was no writing on the sign, there were colorful cloth strips of nine colors hanging on it. There were also small bells tied under the cloth strips. When the breeze blew, they jingled, and the sound was no less pleasant than that of silk and bamboo.
voice.
Could it be that Miss Haitang is waiting for me, the young master, to write the inscription?
The young master smiled to himself.
Tian Niu saw a young man coming and didn't know his background, so she immediately ran to Bai Haitang who was playing with reagents.
"Someone is here, someone is here, a man from outside the village, a man I have never seen before, and his clothes are different from ours. Sister Haitang, please go out and have a look!" Tian Niu ran in anxiously.
"Are you here to buy cloth?" Bai Haitang asked calmly.
"I don't know, it looks like the attire of a young man in the city that Lamei once said..." Tian Niu said.
It was the first time that a young man from the city came into the village. How could Tian Niu not panic? Yesterday, she was thinking about when she could see the young man himself, but she didn't expect that this would happen today...
"Okay, I'll go and receive you." Bai Haitang stood up. Tian Niu hid behind her.
"Don't you want to meet her too? Let's go together." Bai Haitang hid when he saw Tian Niu.
Upon hearing this, Tian Niu's head shook like a rattle.
It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare. It's because I'm afraid that my words and behavior in front of others will be vulgar, rude, and embarrassing. It's better not to be seen.
"Okay, then I'll go alone." Bai Haitang didn't force anyone to do anything and went out alone.
Tian Niu closed the door and quietly watched the young master's every move through the crack of the window. The men in the city looked different from those in the village. Their skin was very white and thin. They had not been exposed to the wind and sun in the crop fields. They were so good-looking.
Just like in New Year pictures.
At this time, Tian Niu saw Lamei talking to the young master.
"Mr. Zhang, I didn't expect you to come to my door?" Lamei said rudely.
"Look, you said I'm seeking revenge. But all the shops in the city have signs saying 'Qiaotou Village Begonia Dyeing House'. I don't even want to come," the young master said with a smile.
When the corners of the young man's mouth raised slightly, his two eyebrows also trembled slightly. Tian Niu became more and more fascinated. All the young men in the city turned out to be so good-looking.