Quick Travel: Don’t take the Bai Yueguang be script

Seeing the boss' admiring gaze, Fuso explained these two words.

"I am very particular about these two characters. The first character is grain. Grain can be divided into rice and good. Store means good rice."

"What about the second word?" the boss asked.

""记" means symbol, sign, sign, imprint, mark."

"The two words "grain record" are wonderful!"

The boss clapped his hands. He didn't know what kind of calligraphy it was, but the two words on the paper were dignified and grand, reminding people of the scene of peace and prosperity.

"What I just said is true. I don't charge for the things Mr. just bought. In addition, I will give him ten taels for the cost of writing the sign."

The boss meant what he said. The gentleman in front of me was highly educated and well-written. If he really only gave me five taels, it would be unjustifiable. I gave him ten taels and exempted him from the expense of buying things. It looked like he was losing money, but he was actually making money.

The boss has also seen the world, so she knows that those two words are valuable. Moreover, she looks at her husband's demeanor and thinks that he is not just a thing in the pool, so she will treat him as a friend today.

"Hey, why don't you show it to my house? If it's well-written, I won't pay for what I bought before," the clothes seller also said.

"OK"

Fusang did not use regular script this time. She used running script. Her handwriting was smooth and flowing, and it looked as beautiful as a painting.

"Hahaha, it sounds good and looks good." The boss was happy. Not only did he waive Fusang's money, but he also gave him ten taels of silver as a reward.

Fuso knew what the shop owner was thinking, so she accepted it calmly.

"Fuso" Rong Yu's eyes were bright. "The words you just wrote are so beautiful." Rong Yu gestured with her hand in the air. He was imitating her posture when she just started writing.

Fuso grabbed the little hand in the air, held it, and wrote in the void, using the sky as paper, the hand as pen, and the love as ink.

What she wrote was Rong Yu.

"Fusang" Rong Yu called. "Is that my name you just wrote?" He was confirming.

"Yes, heaven and earth serve as a guide"

"Yeah." The blush on the young man's face was as beautiful as a painting. Anyway, Fuso's eyes were dazzled by that smile.

Rong Yu has a simple mind and is easily satisfied. Fu Sang feels that the incident with Qin's scumbag must have left deep scars in Rong Yu's heart, but her lie made Rong Yu believe in this body again. This incident made Fu Sang a little bit Worried about it.

Huangfu Xiaoyao looked down on Rong Yu, thinking he was squeamish and hot-tempered, but Fusang felt that he was smart, at least better than a strict beauty like Gu Junyue.

"Ayu, please call me by my name."

"Fuso, Fuso"

The boy's voice was very beautiful.

"I only call you Fusang, Wu Qin"

At this moment, Fusang seemed to understand something. Fusang even kissed Rong Yu's fingertips happily. Looking at the young man's red ears, Fusang laughed.

"Why are you laughing? You are like this on the street...you are too..."

"No good" Fusang took Rong Yu's hand.

Who is she?

The person sent by God to save him was still a lonely ghost who had taken over this body. Rong Yu didn't care. He wouldn't ask her where she came from, what she was doing, why she was helping him, or whether she would disappear. All he knew was that she was his salvation.

His dying heart would beat again and again because of the person in front of him.

It would have been better if she had met him earlier. Then he would have been clean, beautiful, and dust-free, and he would definitely be more suitable for her.

"Ayu, I came here because of you."

Sensing the mood changes of the people around him, Fusang spoke.

for me? So you won't abandon me easily. When Rong Yu heard this, he was excited. Rong Yu thought he had concealed his thoughts very well, but the smile on his face was already crescent.

People often say: A blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise.

The person in front of him is his blessing.

"Wait, let's go look at the jewelry?"

"Yeah" Rong Yu nodded.

"I want to buy bronze mirrors, makeup, and clothes."

"Okay, is there anything else you want to buy?" Fusang pulled Rong Yu.

“I’ll tell you when I see it later.”

"it is good"

With Xiaoqing Navigation, Fusang took Rong Yu to a jewelry store with a good reputation. Looking at the exquisite jewelry, Rong Yu's eyes showed love.

Rong Yu took out one and made a gesture on his head.

"Young master, you have good taste. This is a popular style in the capital recently."

The waiter in the store did not look down on the two of them because of their plain clothes.

"From the capital?"

Rong Yu murmured, thinking of his family in Beijing, Rong Yu felt a little pain in his heart and a sore nose. When did he react so loudly when he even heard the word "Jingcheng".

"Like it? Wrap it up." Fusang paid the money and pulled Rong Yu out of the store.

"Are you going to look at makeup next?"

"go"

Rong Yu needed something to divert his attention.

Fusang had studied these things in the previous worlds. Rong Yu looked at Fusang's skillful movements and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Rong Yu felt uncomfortable and directly pinched the soft flesh of Fusang's waist. "Where did you learn this? Huh?"

Fusang put down the powder box in his hand and quickly coaxed Rong Yu. When he couldn't find a reason, Fusang casually said, "I learned it from a book."

"The book teaches you this?"

"Look, come and see"

Rong Yu let Fu Sang go and went to look at the powder on the shelf. Rong Yu tried it while asking Fu Sang for his opinion.

"nice"

"what about this?"

“Good looking too”

"You were so good at reading just now, and now you are perfunctory with me?"

Fusang was so frightened that she quickly pointed a few times, "This, this, okay"

What's pitiful is that every time someone else coaxes Fusang, this time the positions have been reversed and Fusang has to coax this sweet ancestor. Even if he doesn't get his way, he won't let Fusang get his way.

Fusang paid the money and saw that Rong Yu couldn't put it down for a pair of bronze mirrors, so he also bought it together.

After buying things, Fuso looked at the money in his purse and went to the library to pick out two books. One was about the history of dynasties, and the other was about interesting miscellaneous books about customs and products from various places.

Fuso thought about it and found that there was nothing left behind, so he rented a carriage and planned to transport the things back.

Renting a carriage is expensive, but the advantage is that the ride is comfortable, and Rong Yu is not as uncomfortable as when he arrived. He was sitting in the carriage, playing with the gadgets he bought.

"Ayu, are you homesick today?" Fusang's words rang in Rong Yu's ears.

"Aren't we on our way home now?"

Rong Yu's eyes flickered, and Fusang knew that what he was telling was a lie.

"I'm talking about Beijing"

As if the window paper had been punctured, Rong Yu's eyes instantly turned red, like an anxious little rabbit.

"I don't have it, I don't have it."

Rong Yu's tone contained sobs that she couldn't recognize.

Fusang held the thin Rong Yu in his arms.

"Ayu, give me some time, I'll take you back." Fusang went back gracefully. Fusang didn't say anything else. This was the promise she made to him in her heart.

"Well, Fusang, I want to go back. I want my mother, father, and sisters."

As the only boy in the Rong family, Rong Yu has been well protected by everyone since he was a child and is loved by his family.

He really misses home and wants to go back with Fusang.