SFS Chapter 467 May I ask your name?
Chapter 467 May I ask your name?
sparkling.
It's like being in the ocean.
Free things always smell good.
Jiang Fubao liked it very much.
Even though she had just spent several hundred taels in the jewelry store, she didn't feel sorry at all.
She originally wanted to buy a hairpin for her grandmother and mother respectively, but since it wasn't very expensive and the workmanship was so beautiful, she simply bought one for all the women in the family.
Even two godmothers are included.
There is even Granny Rong’s.
And Xue Huan, Jiang Fubao picked a small peach blossom for her.
If you buy more, the shopkeeper will give you a much lower price.
"Brother Bujiu, I will return the one hundred and fifty taels to you when I return to Lianshan Town." Jiang Fubao said again while walking on the road.
"Fubao, don't worry. It's okay even if you don't pay it back. Brother's money is yours." Meng Bujiu shook his head slightly. He didn't want Jiang Fubao to pay it back.
"No, that won't do. Let's put things in order. What is borrowed must be repaid. I must pay back this money. Let's go to the other side of the river. The lanterns there seem to be more beautiful." Jiang Fubao said while walking on the small bridge, pointing to the opposite side.
"Okay, Fubao, slow down. It's getting dark. Watch the road carefully." Although there were many lanterns, there were none near the bridge.
This is also the darkest place.
Seeing that Jiang Fubao was walking very fast, Meng Bujiu quickly caught up with him and gave him instructions.
The height difference between the two made passers-by think they were father and daughter.
"Look, the father and daughter are so good-looking. They don't look like my child's father, who looks like a black old cow. Even my little daughter looks like him in the face and body. She is big and strong. If you don't know, you would think my family has been butchering pigs for generations. Alas, she is already sixteen and still can't get married. If she can't find a husband this year, she can only find a husband for her next year."
The two women in their thirties looked at them several times.
"I think the two of them don't look alike. I guess the little girl looks like her mother. Tsk tsk, look at them. They are a perfect match. I advised you not to marry that Zhao guy, but you just wouldn't listen. Do you regret it now? We grew up together. How could I harm you? Look at you. You just won't listen to me.
Well, I'll help you find out in a few days. I heard that my mother-in-law has a distant cousin, and her cousin's grandson is just the right age for your Rou'er. I'll bring him to my house as a guest, and you can bring Rou'er over too, so that the two of you can meet each other."
The two women were arm in arm, looking very close.
They were chatting in low voices, and as Jiang Fubao walked to the other side of the river, their voices could no longer be heard.
"Wow, Brother Bujiu, come quickly, there are umbrellas for sale here, they look so nice." Jiang Fubao stopped outside a shop selling oil-paper umbrellas.
Different from the yellow oil-paper umbrellas in Lianshan Town.
There are paintings on the inner side of the oil-paper umbrellas here, and I don’t know what they were dyed with.
The pictures inside each umbrella are different, including bamboo, flowers, and landscapes.
There are even umbrella handles made of jade.
Jiang Fubao opened his eyes and mouth wide, like a bumpkin.
Sighing.
When she left the shop, she had an umbrella in her hand.
It wasn't raining, and the sun wasn't shining.
It’s not easy to hold it up, lest others think she is a fool for holding an umbrella so late at night.
The umbrella was very heavy, so after holding it for a while, she threw it to Lingshan.
The four of them were wandering around.
Wherever he went, almost all the women he met would look at Meng Bujiu.
Jiang Fubao covered his mouth and chuckled a few times.
Once you put on this waist chain, your figure becomes more prominent.
Combined with brother Bujiu's handsome appearance, he is truly unparalleled.
Moreover, looking at his scholarly air, one could tell that he must be a scholar, which made it even more so. Therefore, whenever a woman of the same age as Brother Bujiu saw Brother Bujiu, her eyes would almost burn Jiang Fubao to death.
"Sir, please stay." Just as the four of them turned around and prepared to go to another alley.
A veiled woman stopped Meng Bujiu.
Jiang Fubao also stopped.
She looked up.
The woman who was speaking was dressed like a rich lady. On her exposed wrist, she wore a emerald green bracelet, which would cost no less than three hundred taels.
Jiang Fubao couldn't see the lower half of her face clearly, but the woman had beautiful eyes, a pair of slightly upturned almond-shaped eyes, with very black and bright eyeballs, willow-shaped eyebrows that went beyond the ends of her eyes, low cheekbones, and a face as big as a palm.
Especially her voice.
Like the spring water in the mountains, it sounds cool.
But it was winter, so Jiang Fubao shivered.
"What's the matter?" Meng Bujiu's voice became even colder.
He only uttered two words.
"Sir, could you please tell me your name?" Seeing Meng Bujiu's cold attitude, the woman took off her veil, revealing her face. Her nose was slightly hump, and her lips were rosy, neither thin nor thick. With her face shape and fair skin, her appearance was excellent.
The yellowish lantern shone on her face like a natural filter.
If it were someone else, they would probably be stunned by this scene, but Meng Bujiu remained calm.
"I'm not from Jiangnan, so there's no point in telling you. Besides, I don't know you, Fubao, let's go." Meng Bujiu saw her pink cheeks and knew what she was thinking.
After explaining it clearly, he took Jiang Fubao and walked forward.
Jiang Fubao looked back.
The woman stood there, twisting the handkerchief in her hand tightly, her cheeks even redder than before.
It seemed that he had not expected Meng Bujiu to have such an attitude.
But she stood there for a while and then left without insisting, and she was able to let go of it.
"Brother Bujiu, are you a straight man?" Jiang Fubao twitched his mouth, speechless.
How could he not be attracted by such a beautiful sister?
"What is a straight man?" Meng Bujiu asked.
"I said you don't understand women's hearts. The sister just now was obviously interested in you, but your attitude was too cold. Even if you didn't want to pay attention to her, you should have said it nicely." Jiang Fubao's tone was filled with a hint of condemnation.
Even if she didn't like him, at least she should have been nicer. Women are shy by nature, and she must have used up all her courage to stop Brother Bujiu.
Even from a distance, Jiang Fubao could see that her face was flushed with embarrassment because of what her brother Bujiu had just said.
"It's better to talk less with someone you don't know well. There's no chance that she and I will be together, so why bother talking too much? It's better if she hates me, so that I don't have to think too much when I go back."
Meng Bujiu didn't think he had done anything wrong.
He changed the subject and took Jiang Fubao to a less crowded place.
Most people in Lianshan Town go to bed at the end of You hour or the beginning of Xu hour, and the latest is at the end of Xu hour.
The foursome strolled until the beginning of the hour of Hai, and there were still many people on the street.
It took me quarter of an hour to walk towards the inn where I was going to check in.
When we arrived at the inn, it was already mid-hour.
"Brother Bujiu, are they going to hang out all night?" Jiang Fubao asked with a yawn.
After traveling through time for several years, her biological clock has been set.
As soon as the hour of Hai arrives, I start to feel sleepy.
"Not really. There are fewer people now. By the end of the hour of Hai, there won't be many people on the streets." Meng Bujiu motioned Jiang Fubao to look back.
Sure enough, not far ahead, there were many small vendors pushing wooden carts or carrying tables away.