The Wei family is not a poor family. Although Wei Yutang was burdened by fame in his early years, his family background is such that if he lowers his status, he can marry a girl from a good family.
In the past few years, the eldest wife of the Wei family has been worried about this son, but there is no suitable girl in Lizhou.
Mrs. Wei thinks that girls who are good to her are disliked by Wei Yutang's reputation; Mrs. Wei herself doesn't like those who don't dislike her.
Although he is burdened by his reputation, he may not really be unable to find a girl to marry.
Song Qinghuan felt that someone like Wei Yutang, who came from a good family, was talented, and had good looks, was really curious to see such an amiable woman like him.
Song Qinghuan asked casually, but Wei Yutang heard it as a serious question.
He didn't rush to answer, only kept silent for a while, and then said: "I have a reputation as a wife-suppressant. Everyone in Lizhou knows this. I just wonder if Miss Qinghuan dislikes me."
Song Qinghuan sat up straight and lost his lazy look.
Although the conversation was just idle talk, what was discussed was the life-long event of the two of them.
She said: "I can be considered a jealous person, with no tolerance for others, and a bad temper. Now that my parents' family is in such decline, not only can I not be able to help you, but I may need your help in the future. If you don't mind,
I don’t mind it either."
Song Qinghuan put it bluntly. Marrying with the Wei family would have all the benefits and no harm. Although she felt it was good, she didn't want to be secretive. She simply made it clear once and for all, so as not to waste the last effort in vain.
Mental effort.
Wei Yutang pursed his lips and did not respond in a hurry. He looked heavy for a while before he answered: "I was engaged to two girls in the early years, and before the marriage was finalized, they were either sick or injured. I
My mother is an impatient person, and sometimes it is inevitable that she won’t speak nicely. I also have an older brother, and everything at home depends on my father and older brother. I have accomplished nothing. If the girl doesn’t dislike it, I’ll do it, I’ll do it, I’ll do it..."
When talking about the latter part, Wei Yutang started to stutter a little. He said the word "I am" several times before finally squeezing out one sentence: "I would like to hire this girl as my wife. We will grow old together and spend the rest of our lives together."
Although Song Qinghuan guessed that this might be the result, when these words came out of Wei Yutang's mouth, he couldn't help but his heart beat wildly, and heat burned from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
She moved her lips, and covered her face with a round fan in embarrassment, and said as loudly as a mosquito, "I don't mind you."
There was a cool breeze blowing in the pavilion, and the two of them sat facing each other, speechless.
Wei Yutang looked at Song Qinghuan, his eyes were full of tenderness, and the tenderness in his eyebrows could not be hidden.
...
Since returning from the Wei family's house that day, Song Qinghuan has received some trinkets every day, sometimes food, sometimes fun displays. He also broke several branches from the peach blossom outside the Wei family's courtyard.
As soon as Xunmei got the things sent from the Wei family, she couldn't help but laugh: "This young master of the Wei family is really scheming. He doesn't even have to say his horoscope, but he is already trying to please our girl."
"You're the only one who talks a lot." Song Qinghuan took the newly delivered bouquet from Xunmei's hand. It was bright red in color and very delicate. It matched her current dress of true red bronzing and tangled flowers.
After thinking about it, he broke off a hairpin and put it into his hair in front of the bronze mirror.
The few maids in the room covered their lips and laughed, but they also knew that Song Qinghuan was embarrassed, and when she turned around, their expressions were as usual.
But Song Qinghuan didn't know these little tricks, so he just pretended not to see them.
Today, a makeup pavilion opened at the same time as the same store. Seeing that it was getting late, she held the peony on her temples and coughed lightly: "Let's go."
The carriage passed by Liuzhu Street, but it only stopped for a moment in front of the door of the Dianzhuang Pavilion and then left.
Although there was a slight hiccup in the flower banquet at Cheng'en's Mansion, it was still very well done. The rouge and lipstick given out were also effective, and many maids came to ask about it before it even started.
It just opened today and the shop is already packed with people.
Although the rouge and lip balm are in stock, they are also in limited supply. Those who bought it left with a smile on their face. If they didn't buy it, they took down their name and paid a deposit, and chose a day to pick it up.
Mr. Wu and his classmate Wen were busy at the counter, but nothing went wrong.
Although the business of Yipinju is not as popular as that of Dianzhuang Pavilion, it is not bad. Because on the first day of opening, they launched a buy one, get one free. The lobby on the first floor was full of people at this time, eating.
It was quite lively with snacks and tea.
Although there were not many people in the private rooms on the second and third floors, Chen Er had booked a reception for the court today many days ago and was busy making preparations at this time.
Song Qinghuan was drinking tea in the private room on the third floor and looking at the business in the shop, not knowing what to think.
Chen Ercai came from Diazhuang Pavilion and found Song Qinghuan who was familiar with the place. When he saw the person, he said: "Sister Song, why do you have so many things for Diazhuang Pavilion? I asked the boy to queue up early in the morning, but he just bought it.
Two boxes of rouge."
Then he grinned again: "Sister Song, why don't you open a back door for me so that I can go back and do business."
Last time, Song Qinghuan gave Chen Er a lot of rouge and lipstick. He was forced to accept it because the Song sister knew how to disembowel her stomach, and then gave it to everyone he met.
Not only did the female members of the Chen family have one set, but they also sent several sets to the girls in Hualou.
At that time, the makeup store had not yet opened and had no reputation. Everyone thought it was easy to use and the colors were good-looking, but they didn’t say much about it.
Later, when the flower banquet in Uncle Cheng'en's Mansion started, it was not known when it came out that even Princess Rouzhen liked Rouge and Kouzhi from the Dianzhuang Pavilion.
Knowing that the Song family of Zhuangge also had a hand in this, Chen Er played well with the prodigal son of the Song family, and soon everyone came to ask for help.
At first, Chen Er thought that Dianzhuang Pavilion was a newly opened shop, and the business would not be much better. When the time came, he would stop in the store and buy a lot to build momentum for Dianzhuang Pavilion. Who knew where he would go?
I was so crowded that I couldn’t say anything, so I wanted nothing more.
When I thought about myself patting my chest to assure myself, I felt very embarrassed, so I shamelessly begged Song Qinghuan to come to her.
Song Qinghuan put down the tea bowl, glanced at Chen Er, picked up the fan and fanned it a few times, and said: "You are Jing Yu's brother, I can open a back door for you."
Chen Er was overjoyed and was about to say a few compliments when Song Qinghuan changed the topic again, pointed at Tuxue and said: "Bring me the Four Treasures of the Study. Master Chen, write down everything you want. Pay the deposit and see where you are in line."
I can pick it up in one day."
Texue responded with a shout, and quickly took out the four treasures of the study from the black cabinet in the private room.
Chen Er looked at it without even blinking. After a while, he said with a sad face: "No, Sister Song, that's not how you open the back door."
After a pause, he then said: "Just tell me if you have any other stuff over there, I'll just go and get it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of drum beating outside.
Song Qinghuan was surprised. He stood up and opened the window, only to see several naive lions gathered in front of the door of Yipinju.
