"Third sister, please stop teasing me." Yang Yulan shook her head.
"What do you mean by joking? I'm telling you seriously. You see you are still so young. It is not easy to live alone for the rest of your life!
People, in this life, you still need to have someone to rely on, someone who knows both cold and heat, so that life can be enjoyable.
I was also a widow before, so I can understand how you feel! In the past, I also felt that there was no shame in raising a pair of children by myself.
But the night is too long and difficult, and there is always a trace of fantasy!
Yulan, do you think what I said is right?" Sun Sanniang looked at Yang Yulan with a smile.
"Third sister, I don't know what you are talking about!" Yang Yulan's cheeks were slightly red, and she looked confused.
"It's not something to be ashamed of. There's no need to blush. Who among the women in the world has never done that kind of thing? Tell me, who are you thinking about at night?"
Sun Sanniang pushed Yang Yulan with her shoulder, looking curious.
"It's nothing!" Yang Yulan immediately lowered her head.
"You don't think of me as a sister anymore, but I can guess who it is without asking." Sun Sanniang looked like she knew who she was.
"You know?" Yang Yulan looked confused.
"What's so hard to guess? Who else could it be besides the village chief?" Sun Sanniang said with a smile.
village head?
Yang Yulan thought of the elegant and elegant man. Indeed, when she first came to the village, she was attracted by the appearance of the village chief.
"Third sister, you misunderstood. The village chief has such a gentle and virtuous wife as his boss, how could I possibly think about it!" Yang Yulan shook her head violently.
"I'm not asking you to think about the village chief, but you can still think about it at night!" Sun Sanniang joked again.
"I didn't think about it either!" Yang Yulan still shook her head.
"You really haven't thought about the village chief. Don't be embarrassed by me. I can tell you that the portrait of the village chief sells best in private in the workshop!" Sun Sanniang whispered.
"They want portraits..."
Yang Yulan was about to ask what she wanted the portrait for, but something suddenly occurred to her, and her face suddenly turned red.
"I understand, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about!" Sun Sanniang said with a smile.
"Third sister, you really misunderstood. I really never thought about the village chief!" Yang Yulan shook her head.
"Really not?"
Sun Sanniang expressed doubts.
Speaking of which, the village chief is the kind of person who becomes more distinguished as he gets older.
Let alone a woman who has been widowed for many years, I am afraid that even some little girls will be attracted by the village chief's damn charm.
"No!" Yang Yulan said firmly.
"If it's not the village chief, then it's someone else?" Sun Sanniang grabbed the blind spot and suddenly her eyes lit up.
"No!" Yang Yulan immediately dared not look into Sun Sanniang's eyes.
"Sure enough, I feel guilty. Tell me who that man is and is he married? Don't be embarrassed." Sun Sanniang immediately acted like a curious baby.
"I heard that he hasn't gotten married yet!" Yang Yulan couldn't resist Sun Sanniang's questioning, so she had to say.
"Not married? Yulan, you can't be interested in someone younger than you. This is an old cow gnawing on young grass. Could it be that he is a disciple of the academy?"
Sun Sanniang suddenly imagined some scenes that were not suitable for children.
"However, this kind of thing has not happened before. In the past, an academy disciple married a widow who was more than ten years older than him. So as long as the skills are good, an old cow can't chew young grass."
"Third sister, where are you thinking? That person is more than ten years older than me!" Yang Yulan hurriedly explained that she did not want to ruin the reputation of the academy.
"Who is more than ten years older than you and hasn't married yet? To be honest, there aren't many of them in the village, but don't let me guess who it is, tell me quickly!" Sun Sanniang became even more curious.
"That man is the young master outside the Song Dynasty!" Yang Yulan lowered her head and said.
"You mean Song Xiaochun?" Sun Sanniang's eyes suddenly widened, obviously a little surprised.
"But yes, Song Xiaochun's appearance is indeed not inferior to that of the village chief, no wonder you think of him as the person in your dream!
It's a pity that Song Xiaochun often stays in the house and few people have seen him. The last time I saw him was a year ago!" Sun Sanniang shook her head and sighed.
"Does he seldom go out?"
Yang Yulan was very curious about Song Xiaochun.
"Not only do I rarely go out, but I only go out less than five times a year!" Sun Sanniang stretched out her palm and said.
"Is there something wrong with his health?" Yang Yulan looked hesitant.
"He is in good health. He used to go to the deep mountains and forests all the time. What kind of place is that? If most people go there, it would be a disaster, but Song Xiaochun doesn't know how many times he has been there." Sun Sanniang explained.
Having said this, Yang Yulan remembered the time when she met Song Xiaochun a while ago.
At that time, Song Xiaochun seemed to be walking towards the mountain. If she hadn't stopped him, he might have actually gone up the mountain.
"If there is no problem, then why does Master Song rarely go out?" Yang Yulan was a little surprised.
"You have inquired so much, are you really interested in Song Xiaochun?" Sun Sanniang said with a smile.
"What's wrong!" Yang Yulan blushed.
"However, I advise you to give up. Although Song Xiaochun has not yet married, I don't think you have much hope!" Sun Sanniang shook her head.
"Third sister, you misunderstood, I'm just curious! Besides, how can I, a widow, be worthy of Mr. Song!"
Yang Yulan lowered her head.
She is still self-aware. Although Song Xiaochun is not married now, Song Yuan's family has a very high status in the village.
"I think you have misunderstood me. Now Song's wife is still eager for Song Xiaochun to quickly marry a wife, let alone a widow.
As long as Song Xiaochun likes it, even if it's just a sow, I'm afraid Song will hold a banquet in the village for several months to celebrate that day!" Sun Sanniang said with a smile.
"So casual?" Yang Yulan was stunned.
"It's not random, but Song Xiaochun doesn't want to marry at all. Think about it, even your son doesn't want to marry. Do you want Yuan Song to marry a younger one?" Sun Sanniang joked.
Yang Yulan shook her head.
She found that Naomo Village was very special.
Even the richest families only have one wife.
Unlike her former husband's village, every small landowner married a concubine with three wives.
"Are you curious about why Song Xiaochun didn't get married at this age?" Sun Sanniang asked in a riddle.
"I think Master Song must have someone in his heart!"
Yang Yulan is not stupid. There is only one possibility for a man not to marry a wife.
I don’t know which woman is so happy.
She actually let such a good man fall in love with her and even refused to marry her because of her.
"You guessed it right, then do you know who that person is?" Sun Sanniang said with a smile.
"Third sister, do you know?" Yang Yulan was curious.
"If anything in the village can be hidden from me, Sun Sanniang, I can tell you that the reason Song Xiaochun doesn't marry is because..."
At the end of the story, Sun Sanniang suddenly came up to Yang Yulan and whispered a few words in her ear.