Song Zhaozhao: Jinmo, Lu Jinmo, it’s a nice name, and he has a kind heart.

How did Song Zhaozhao know that this Lu Jinmo was the sister of Lu Chenmo, the daughter of a wealthy family that Shao Qingyuan would marry in the future.

And he has an unclear relationship with her, the Lu family, and her brother.

"Zhaozhao, what's the color of this piece of fabric?"

Song Tingting also came out at this time. She was holding a rather colorful cloth in her hand and gesturing on her body.

"Cousin, isn't this color too bright?"

Song Zhaozhao really felt that regardless of the quality of the fabric, its color was really unacceptable.

"Sister, you just don't understand. Nowadays, rich families wear this kind of fabric. Come on, you can try it too."

As Song Tingting spoke, she moved the cloth on Song Zhaozhao's body.

Song Zhaozhao quickly pushed up his hands to refuse: "No, no, no, no, cousin, I don't... I'm not suitable."

Song Tingting felt bored and didn't press too much: "Okay."

Song Tingting finally bought the piece of fabric. Song Zhaozhao also looked at the fabric a few more times. It was a piece of purple gold thread lily pattern and an ivory Ruyi cloud pattern. There were patterns on the fabric, so the price must be high.

.

After coming out of the fabric store, Song Tingting took Song Zhaozhao to visit many shops. Since Song Zhaozhao didn't buy anything, Song Tingting kept buying things, and Song Zhaozhao took most of the things.

Song Zhaozhao: "Fortunately, I changed my clothes and style today, otherwise I would really be regarded as your maid.

"Zhaozhao, do you want to listen to a little tune?"

Song Tingting was walking in front and suddenly turned back to ask Song Zhaozhao.

When Song Zhaozhao was in the 21st century, I often read in books that in ancient communities, it could be said to be the sound of nature. As for Xiaoquer, even though Song Zhaozhao was from the 21st century, it was earned after hearing it.

"Okay, where to go?"

"Not far ahead, there is Wan Tea House. The last time my mother and I came to the Yan family, the Yan family invited us to see it."

"The Yan family?"

"yes."

I wonder why the bride comes to the groom’s home before getting married?

"Sister, what are you thinking about? Let's go."

It turned out that Song Tingting had gone far away, and Song Zhaozhao was still standing there in a daze.

Song Zhaozhao quickly chased after him.

When I arrived at Wan Tea House, I just realized that there was no ditty today, but there was opera.

"Zhaozhao, do you still want to hear it?"

"sure."

This kind of advantage cannot be taken advantage of in vain.

Today's drama is "The Story of the Hosta". Song Zhaozhao remembers that the play tells the story of the aunt Chen Miaochang and the scholar Pan Bizheng who break through the constraints of feudal ethics and Taoist laws and fall in love. Jin Wushu invades the south, and the girl Chen Jiaolian meets her during the escape.

After his mother was separated, he entered the Jinling Privet Monastery and became a Taoist priest. His name was Miaochang. Zhang Yuhu, the official of the government, passed by when he was on his way to take office. He teased Miaochang, but he refused. Pan Bizheng, the nephew of Pan Facheng, the master of the Privet Monastery, failed in the examination and also came to the Privet Monastery.

After many twists and turns over tea, playing piano, and stealing poems, Chen and Pan finally reunited privately. The viewer noticed this and forced Bizheng to go for the test. On the day of departure, Miao Chang chased them to the riverside and hired a boat to catch them.

"The Story of the Hosta" has a simple and vivid plot, simple and beautiful language.

But these are all things for later.

After listening to the opera, it was getting dark and even the lanterns on the streets were lit up.

"Cousin, when will we go home?"

"Wait a minute, there is one last thing."

Song Zhaozhao followed Song Tingting with a confused look on his face and walked to the back door of a wealthy and wealthy family. Song Zhaozhao looked up and saw that the sign of this wealthy family was "Yan Mansion".

Song Tingting asked Song Zhaozhao to wait outside while she went in.

Song Tingting's move made Song Zhaozhao confused. Since they were getting married, why did they come to Yan's house when it was getting late? Since they were going to come to Yan's house, why didn't they come to Yan's house at dawn?

Entering through the back door? None of this makes sense.

"Little girl! Miss Song, Miss Zhaozhao!"

Song Zhaozhao was thinking about the reason when he heard someone calling him. He raised his head and saw that it was none other than Yan Liluo, and he was standing at the back door of Yan's house.

"Master Yan, why are you here?"

"You mean here?" Yan Liluo turned around and pointed at Yan's Mansion, "This is my home."

Song Zhaozhao, you idiot, Yan Liluo's surname is Yan, he is naturally at home in the Yan Mansion!

Song Zhaozhao nodded awkwardly.

"What about you, little girl, why are you here?'

"Me? I came here with my cousin. She went into your Yan Mansion."

"Entering Yan's Mansion?, your cousin is...?"

"Her name is Song Tingting, and she is the bride who is about to marry into your family."

"She is your cousin?!"

Yan Liluo's reaction was so great that Song Zhaozhao was startled and did not dare to speak for a moment.

"Sorry, little girl, I'm a little excited."

Yan Liluo also noticed that he had some past excitement and quickly apologized to Song Zhaozhao.

Song Zhaozhao smiled: "It's okay."

Song Zhaozhao paused: "But why are you so excited?"

Yan Liluo said nothing.

"You're not the one who wants to marry my cousin, are you?"

"It's not me, how could it be me!" Yan Liluo's tone rose again.

"Why did you react so violently when this matter was mentioned?"

"I……"

Yan Liluo didn't know how to explain it to Song Zhaozhao for a moment, and she didn't know whether Song Zhaozhao knew it since he was her cousin. This made Yan Liluo a little bit stuck.

"Sir, Mr. Lu is still waiting over there."

This is really Yan Liluo's life-saving straw.

"Little girl, I have something else to do. We will discuss this matter when we have the opportunity."

After Yan Liluo finished speaking, he walked away quickly. He had no plans to talk about this matter anymore. In half a month, his cousin will get married.

Song Zhaozhao looked at Yan Liluo's reaction and thought about what his cousin had done. There must be a different secret between them.

…

"Sir, that young lady just now..."

"What's wrong with that lady?"

"Sir, you treat her very differently."

"Difference?"

The boy nodded: "Just like what you call him, and..."

"what else?"

"There is also the matter of the master's marriage. If you had encountered such a problem in ordinary times, you would have gone back to the person opposite to explain it clearly. But you, sir, have been stammering and said nothing.

come out."

The boy's words made Yan Liluo fall into deep thought. Yes, he actually cared about that little girl's mood and whether she knew about this matter. Even when he just met the little girl, he was so...

Happy and excited.
Chapter completed!