When Yu Sheng woke up, there were raindrops hanging on the eaves, dripping from time to time into the water tank and hitting the banana leaves.
It was so quiet in the inn that Yu Sheng couldn't tell what time it was.
He didn't bother to get up. He just felt that his body was about to fall apart. He was so weak that he couldn't move his fingers. His head hurt especially.
"Ouch", Yu Sheng touched a big bag on his head, as big as a chestnut.
"Who was so careless?" Yu Sheng complained to the person who moved him upstairs last night.
Listening to the sound of rain, I lay in bed for the rest of my life, and soon I was half asleep and half awake.
After an unknown amount of time, the door was pushed open and Aunt Qing walked in with a teapot and a brocade dress under her arm.
"Little aunt." Yu Sheng was lying on his back, watching Aunt Qing sitting next to him.
"It's time to get up." Aunt Qing put the teapot on the table and sat on the edge of his bed.
She had her hair in a ponytail and wore a scholar's robe tied around her waist with a jade belt, which outlined her body curves.
It's just that her chest is flat. If you look at her from a distance, you really can't tell that she is a girl.
Wearing a white coat for the rest of his life, he would not be naked by his aunt. He shook his head, "I don't think about it, my body hurts to death."
"I made you drink so much wine last night." Aunt Qing turned around and poured a glass of water from the teapot and brought it over.
"If you don't drink too, you will laugh at fifty steps and one hundred steps. I am one hundred steps away."
"I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, can you? You can't drink more than a few sips before you become drunk." Aunt Qing held the tea cup to Yu Sheng.
"Drunk?" For the rest of his life, he couldn't remember what happened after he was drunk. He sat up and said, "I, what did I do? You beat me up."
Yu Sheng thought to himself: Did he do something worse than a beast last night?
Aunt Qing's face stiffened slightly, she rolled her eyes and said, "If you dare, you won't be lying here anymore."
"That's true." Yu Sheng took the tea cup and drank it in one gulp. The sweetness of the well water moistened his dry mouth.
"Today you are going to Yangzhou for business. Try this dress to see if it fits you." Aunt Qing held up the top she had brought with her.
The fabric of this coat is the same as the robe worn by Aunt Qing. It has a white background with gold embroidered cloud patterns. It looks very handsome.
I have lived in the countryside for the rest of my life and have never worn expensive clothes. I hurriedly took them and stood up to wear them.
After just one try, the clothes were dragged all the way down to my knees. What was even more embarrassing was that one of the cuffs was a little too small, and my only moving arm couldn't reach in.
"Hey, I'm really proud of myself now." Yu Sheng said, waving his sleeves.
Aunt Qing blushed slightly, then blamed Yu Sheng, "I'm the height you said, so why do you grow so much?"
This was the first time in her life that she was making clothes. She only asked about Yu Sheng's height, and then started making clothes by herself.
Yu Sheng was thick-skinned and said plausibly: "A man's height is as much a secret as a woman's age. Do you dare to tell me your age?"
Aunt Qing really didn't dare to say anything. Once she said it, everything would be exposed.
"Take it off and I'll help you change it, so you don't have to go to town and be laughed at." She changed the subject back.
Yu Sheng didn't want to let Aunt Qing's sincerity be compromised, so he shook his coat and said, "It looks pretty good. You don't need to change it, just leave it like this. I can wear it like a cloak."
"There is no such cloak."
Yu Sheng shook his head, "You don't understand, this is the trend."
Yu Sheng insisted on doing this, so Aunt Qing had no choice but to obey him. Seeing that Yu Sheng liked her, she felt that she had done something great.
It's not a big deal, this thing is much more difficult than practicing swordsmanship.
It would be great if there was swordsmanship for sewing clothes in the world, it would be much more convenient.
After getting up and putting on the brocade dress that was just a top but better than a robe, Yu Sheng heard Aunt Qing say that it was almost noon, so he hurriedly washed his face and went downstairs.
Only Zhou Dafu, Zhou Jiufeng and others were sitting downstairs, while Ye Zigao was busy cleaning up the messy cups and plates on the table.
After seeing Yu Sheng's outfit, Zhou Jiufeng was happy, "Shopkeeper Sheng, what kind of outfit are you wearing? You found two sacks and put yourself in it?"
Yu Sheng was not tall, so after putting on a knee-length cloak, his whole figure looked like he was trapped in a sack.
Aunt Qing followed Yu Sheng, listening to Zhou Jiufeng's teasing and staring at her fiercely.
If Zhou Jiufeng realized something, he hurriedly held back his laughter. But he was not prepared to let him go for the rest of his life, "Chu Sheng?"
Chu Sheng, who was sitting next to Zhou Dafu, raised his head. Before asking what happened to Yu Sheng, Zhou Jiufeng burst into laughter.
"It's nothing." Seeing Zhou Jiufeng laughing, Yu Sheng said to Chu Sheng with satisfaction.
Yu Sheng asked Ye Zigao about the little old man.
Ye Zigao told Yu Sheng that he was the one who carried the little old man back to the house last night. The little old man sobered up early and quietly went downstairs after getting up and disappeared.
No need to ask, he must be too shameless to face his acquaintances in Gusu and has gone into hiding.
Ignoring Zhou Jiufeng's laughter, Aunt Qing sat on her seat and asked Yu Sheng to go get ready quickly. They would not come back until tomorrow after entering the city.
"Are you going too?" Yu Sheng stopped.
"There is something that needs to be done." Aunt Qing said.
Zhou Jiufeng finally suppressed his laughter at this time, and when Yu Sheng got into the kitchen, he called out again: "Chu Sheng."
Chu Sheng raised his head and looked at the curtain in confusion, and Zhou Jiufeng laughed again.
In the kitchen, Yu Sheng kept the commonly used things outside. As long as Yu Sheng was not using the stove, it would return to its original appearance, so that no one would notice.
While he was busy, Yu Sheng vaguely heard someone talking in the backyard.
He poked his head out and saw the old man surnamed Hu squatting under the shack, looking at the chickens and talking to the little white fox.
"Is this the reason why you don't leave? You are a fox. You were born to eat chickens. How can you raise chickens?" Old Man Hu said.
"Listen to me, you can't eat these chickens. They lied to you. If you can believe what people say, dogs can climb trees."
Maomao stood in the rain, playing with splashes of water and brushing his tail on Old Man Hu's head.
Old Man Hu turned around and said impatiently: "You stupid donkey, get away."
Maomao jumped up with all four hooves and splashed all over Old Man Hu.
"Your second uncle." Old Man Hu glared and changed his position, "Your father is very powerful. I can't afford to hide him."
The little white fox was under the eaves, chirping at Old Man Hu.
Old Man Hu said: "His second uncle is just an ordinary donkey, and his uncle can't afford to offend him."
"You don't know, his mother got some immortality from the Lord of Yangzhou City, but his father is even more powerful, but a bit ugly."
Maomao raised her foot and kicked Old Man Hu directly.
"I've given you all my own wine. I can't even say a few words to your father. I won't wait for you to do this."
When Old Man Hu turned around and said this, Maomao sprayed saliva on his face. What do you mean, uncle, what do you mean by killing the donkey? What do you want to do?
"If you harass me again, I won't let you drink any more of my wine." Old Man Hu threatened.
Maomao immediately took back the kicked hoof. Kissing father and mother is not as good as drinking wine.
Old Man Hu spoke to the little white fox again, urging her to go back with him, "Don't be deceived, they are just fox slaves."
The little white fox shook his head and chirped in fox language.
"So what if he saved you? The Demon Catcher is now an innkeeper. Maybe they are working together to deceive you."
"Why don't you believe it? Look at how ugly your shopkeeper is. He will definitely not be able to get a wife in the future, so he raised you like a fox slave."
"Yes, yes, I shouldn't compare him with a man from the Fox Clan, but among people, he is just a passing glance, and he is far from handsome."
The little white fox defended Yu Sheng unconvinced, and threw out a series of fox words.
"It's not that I judge people by their appearance. It's true that you can't find any ugly ones among the fox demons. It's basic for us to choose a handsome mate, just like they have to own a house."