Han Congxing often returned to manage Xiangcheng, Li Zhuangzhuang's family was in Daniu Village, and Zhu Yuan lived in the town.

Only Luo Mingyue was in the embroidery workshop all the time. Even on important days like the New Year, she only went back once.

It was Zhu Yuan, the year Lin Fusheng got married, and he never went back after that.

Just because Luo Mingyu's family is anxious for him to get married, exchanging gifts and money is not what he likes, and his life is also very messy.

At that time, it was because they didn't have enough money to repay the embroidery shop and still make money, so the family let him go back to Daniu Village.

After that, Luo Mingyue stopped going home and only sent money. The family found that it was more profitable not to marry, and that marrying was a one-time deal, so they didn't care much.

However, if he was even one day late in sending money, he would write abusive letters.

Sometimes, money and insulting letters are on the road together, and Luo Mingyue just laughs them off.

People in the family regard Luo Mingyue as a cash cow, and he knows that his final destination is to get married.

With these eighty taels of silver, Luo Mingyue's family will definitely be happy for a long time.

This tender scene made Qin Gener embarrassed when she came back to get her things. She heard a lot. She really didn't mean it. It didn't matter if she just left, or if she didn't leave.

She stood at the door, very embarrassed, and accidentally made a noise. Luo Mingyue happened to go and take a look.

"It's you, haven't you already finished work?" After Luo Mingyue asked, she turned back and told Song Tingran and the others that it was the workers who had returned.

Luo Mingyue didn't know Qin Gen'er's name, she could only say that she was a worker.

"Gen'er, why are you back? Is there something wrong?"

"Master, I lost my wallet. I looked for it all the way. I don't know if I left it behind. I really disturbed your family's meal."

"It's okay, it's okay, just come in and look for it."

Qin Gen'er walked along the edge to the inner courtyard and carried the ladder up to the roof.

Both pots are already boiling, one is spicy and the other is bone soup, and the dishes are all ready. I really can’t wait any longer.

Qiao Jinshu poured various dishes into it, and the fragrance filled the air. The children were also excited, each holding a small bowl, waiting for the moment of boiling.

Luo Mingyue, Li Zhuangzhuang, Han Congxing, and Gu Yan are all very measured. How can they really eat with the same pot as the master's family?

When the hot pot was done, it didn't move.

Shi Yan used his chopsticks to give each of the four of them a full bowl with everything in it.

The four of us just kept a little distance apart and stood beside each other to eat together, which was already good.

Song Leyu ate the fish fillets in the bowl and walked to Gu Yan. After making sure that there were fish fillets in his bowl, he said: "Gu Yan, is it delicious? This is the hot pot I told you before. It’s delicious without dipping, but it’s even better with dipping, right?”

"Yeah, it tastes delicious, Miss Yu, please eat more." Before speaking, Gu Yan swallowed everything in his mouth before opening his mouth.

He didn't know what he looked like now, he only remembered how he looked a few years ago, photographed by the river. He didn't want to be too ugly, otherwise he would lose Miss Yu's face when he went out.

"I eat a lot. This is fish fillet. Try this. Every time I eat hot pot, fish fillet is my favorite."

Song Leyu touched Gu Yan's hand and guided him to find the position of the fish fillet. Otherwise, he would eat whatever he picked up with his chopsticks.

Gu Yan was very nervous. He picked up the fish fillet several times and put it in his mouth.

Smooth and tender, it almost melts in your mouth.

"It's delicious. I also like fish fillets the most."

Song Leyu changed his chopsticks and filled Gu Yan's bowl with a lot of fish fillets, shrimp paste, and mutton rolls.

"Eat something nutritious, and maybe one day your eyes will get better."

"I hope so too, but the doctor said that even if he gets better, his eyesight is only 20%, so he probably won't be able to see clearly."

Gu Yan ate heartily, feeling sad. Before he met Song Leyu, he had never thought his eyes were a problem, nor would he feel inferior because of it.

Now, he cares about it day after day. When taking medicine, the time is always stuck. If it can restore his eyesight, he can take a look at Song Leyu.

Even if life ends at that moment, I am still willing.

Qian Gen'er looked for something on the roof in a panic, not daring to search too loudly for fear of disturbing Song Tingran's family's meal. Finally, he saw her shabby purse in a gap.

This purse is old and was sewn by Qin Gen'er's mother. Before leaving, she specially mended it. People who are away from home always have a clean purse to support the occasion.

If this purse was lost, Qin Gen'er would really go crazy. She climbed down the ladder, but she still couldn't let go of one thing. When she reached the door of Song's house, she still didn't leave.

Song Tingran saw that she had something to do, put down the bowls and chopsticks, walked over, and followed her to the side.

"Gen'er, I look at you like a little sister. If you have anything to do, just say it, your boss Liu will know about it. I am the most cheerful person."

"My boss, when I came here just now, I heard you talking about Luo Mingyue's marriage."

Song Tingran was confused after hearing this, thinking that Qin Gen'er and Luo Mingyue didn't know each other, so why were they still concerned about this matter? Could it be...

She didn't dare to continue thinking about it. Even if Qin Gen'er fell in love with Luo Mingyue, it would be too late. She would get married tomorrow.

"Yes, the day is tomorrow, what's wrong?"

Qin Gen'er saw the anxiety and asked, "But he came with an unclear portrait? No facial features?"

"Hmm..." Song Tingran also became nervous.

"Are you still very anxious to set a time for the marriage of no more than seven days?"

Song Tingran pursed her lips and nodded again.

"My boss, I have another question... Is it because the gift money is too much and I won't be allowed to go out in the future?"

"How do you know so much, Gen'er, tell me the truth, what's going on?"

Qin Gen'er was silent. She was getting married tomorrow. If she regretted the marriage as she thought, it would be too late.

Song Tingran became even more anxious when she saw Qin Gen'er's appearance, and pulled her shoulder, "Are you okay? Gen'er."

"Boss, I said, don't be afraid. Maybe I'm just overthinking, but this possibility does exist."

"you say."

Qin Gen'er's expression was a little scared, and Song Tingran was also a little scared. After all, it was dark. She made a waiting gesture and shouted towards the courtyard: "Yu Chen, come here."

"Here we come, my wife."

Xiao Yuchen's mouth was a little red from the heat, and it could be seen that it was specially wiped before it came out.

"Gen'er, you can talk now."

"In our place, anyone who comes out with a portrait without facial features, gives a large amount of money as a gift, and the wedding date is within seven days is... a ghost marriage."

Dark marriage!

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