Chapter 28 Isn't that the hairstyle of a married woman?
"It is disrespectful to come to your door and ask for a small courtesy."
Wang Wanrou placed the gift box on the coffee table, which seemed to be a set of expensive tea sets.
Xing Yunzhi quickly took it away, as if even taking a look at what it was would make her look snobbish, and then replied with a smile in accordance with the etiquette of the family:
"No, the elegant scholar is here, and the plum blossoms are blooming."
The so-called "elegant scholar" is a popular honorific among the children of aristocratic families. If they are from a poor family or common people, then they should be addressed as "noble people".
The rotten feudal class was almost inhumane in terms of useless cultural customs such as titles. Even if they were from the same aristocratic family, the more distant the relationship or the greater the class gap, the more etiquette they had to interact with each other.
The highest level of superpowers in the Cheng and Xing families is only fifth grade, which is actually quite different from the third grade and five surname families. However, because of Wang Xinzhi, Wang Wanrou and Xing Yunzhi are also familiar with each other, so they don’t have many polite words, and they quickly get to know Xing Yunzhi.
Chatted casually.
"Yuan Zhi, your home is really clean." Wang Wanrou looked around and said with a smile, "Although the servants clean our home from time to time, it is far from as clean and tidy as yours."
"Really?" Xing Yunzhi said modestly, "It's actually the housekeeping robot that cleans it."
The Wang family in Taiyuan has a very strange family rule, which prohibits the use of electronic devices within the clan. For example, Wang Wanrou’s mobile phone must be handed over and put into the warehouse after returning to the clan, and stored in an electrostatically shielded lead box until the next time she goes out.
Then apply for access.
In fact, many aristocratic families have similar rules that exclude high technology.
The origin probably dates back to the implantation experiments of supercomputing chips. At that time, some scholars believed that supercomputing chips connected to the cerebral cortex could be implanted in the body to replace manual calculations developed in the brain. However, after the implantation, the bloodlines of the experimenters were discovered.
There has been a massive decline in intensity.
At that time, the argument that "technology harms the bloodline" was rampant, and many aristocratic families cleared all their computers. Although it was later discovered that as long as the body is not randomly implanted and replaced, the strength of the bloodline will hardly be negatively affected, but there are still
Many strange rules have been preserved.
Xing Yunzhi knew that it was impossible for the Taiyuan Wang family to hire a housekeeping robot, so she said this. Sure enough, Wang Wanrou changed the subject and said:
"Housekeeping robot, I thought it was Jinyang cleaning."
"Him?"
"Haha." Wang Wanrou covered her mouth and laughed, "Yuan Zhi, the way you scolded him just now makes you feel like an old married couple."
Cheng Jinyang and Xing Yunzhi looked at each other and turned their heads away in embarrassment.
"By the way, have you heard about the attack on Zhongshan South Road this afternoon?" Xing Yunzhi asked, changing the subject.
"Of course, I was at the scene at that time." Wang Wanrou looked a little scared.
"That's right. I remember you and I were from the same school." Cheng Jinyang finally found an opportunity and interjected, "It was really scary at the time. Half the street seemed to have been blown up."
This is a lie. After so many years of nightmare training, Cheng Jinyang's first reaction when encountering an accident was not to see what happened, but to quickly find a place to hide.
So he just glanced at it from a distance and saw that a store seemed to have been bombed...that's all. Only a fool would get closer and observe the scene.
"Yes." Wang Wanrou also chuckled and said, "Fortunately, no one was injured."
"No one was hurt? It's so lucky." Xing Yunzhi said.
"Well, there was a cake shop at the center of the explosion, but the proprietress hid in the back kitchen in time when the gunfire rang out." Wang Wanrou patted her chest as if relieved and replied, "They are probably unemployed refugees.
Just vent your grievances, there have been more and more things like this recently."
The action of her tapping her chest immediately attracted Cheng Jinyang's attention again - of course, the main reason was that this young lady's hairstyle was so distinctive.
The single ponytail goes around the neck and falls in front of the chest, giving people the impression of a gentle and quiet lady. However, Wang Wanrou is a sixteen-year-old girl with incomparable looks, so it is a bit inconsistent with such a mature hairstyle.
Fortunately, Wang Wanrou did not have an attack, but said softly:
"By the way, I almost forgot about business. Senior Jinyang, I did a little prank last time. I'm really sorry."
"It's okay." Cheng Jinyang pretended to be generous, "I didn't know that your superpower bloodline was this, otherwise I wouldn't have agreed easily."
Wang Wanrou covered her mouth and smiled softly, her posture elegant.
To be fair, Wang Wanrou's appearance is indeed a little better than Ah Zhi's. Girl Ah Zhi's appearance is of a particularly pure type, and sixty-seven points of her overall appearance are due to the cold temperament she exudes in her speech and behavior, just like
They are beauties that come out of classical lady paintings, which make people feel that they can only be viewed from a distance but not played with.
But if you are a Lao Se Pi who doesn't like the pure school, you may not have any feelings for her.
As for Miss Wang, no matter what kind of idiosyncrasies she is, there is no fault in her face. The Taiyuan Wang family is indeed well-deserved. How many beauties and handsome men must be used to optimize the family genes in each generation?
How to achieve such a perfect appearance?
Of course, in fact, most of the children from the aristocratic families are not bad in appearance. I still prefer Miss Ah Zhi, Cheng Jinyang thought to himself.
Mainly because Miss Wang's temperament... was so perfect that it made him feel a little unreal.
His elegant behavior, gentle and pleasant tone, and the impeccable smile that always hangs on his face are like the most exquisite script written by the most skilled playwright. Every smile is specially designed.
.
It's okay to appreciate him, but Cheng Jinyang will feel uncomfortable if he stays with such a person for a long time.
After another conversation with Xing Yunzhi, Wang Wanrou said goodbye and left.
The two of them walked her downstairs and waved goodbye.
Wang Wanrou looked at the warm scene of them standing side by side and waving to each other, and the sense of déjà vu as a couple became stronger.
Hehe, he is obviously just an ordinary, even a bit lustful little boy, but Xing Qingfeng can actually accept such a person as her future husband?
It seems that the key... does not lie in what can be found on the surface.
She suddenly had a strange intuition. The school physical examination next Monday might reveal some clues about this guy.
You can try setting up a layout.
When the two returned home, Xing Yunzhi caught Cheng Jinyang and scolded him:
"How can you keep staring at other people's chests? It's so rude!"
Only then did Cheng Jinyang react and quickly explained to his fiancée that he was not looking at her breasts, but her hairstyle.
"What does the ponytail have to do with a married woman?"
In this world, unmarried girls mostly have simple and casual hairstyles, while married women are used to tying their hair into simple or complex buns to show distinction.
The corresponding hairpin is also reserved for mature women. What Ah Zhi said is indeed true, but Cheng Jinyang knew that this was a cultural generation gap. It was normal for others not to understand, so he didn't say much.
"Anyway, the next time you face her, please keep your eyes level with her and don't move down!" Xing Yunzhi warned a few more etiquette details, and suddenly heard a knock on the door from outside.
"Who?" Cheng Jinyang asked quickly.
"It's me, Cheng Xinnan." My cousin's friendly voice sounded outside.