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

It's just that this embroidery shop is not very eye-catching, and almost no one goes there. Fusang felt that with the business being like this, the waiter would not look down on others.

Absolutely not. As soon as Fusang entered, the waiter was very enthusiastic. After knowing her purpose, the waiter directly asked her to go to the yard behind the store to meet the manager here.

Fusang picked up the small basket and walked to the backyard. There was a pavilion in the backyard. There were curtains hanging around the pavilion. When the wind blew, the curtains moved slightly, and a man in white was vaguely seen sitting in the pavilion.

"come in"

As soon as the man in white finished speaking, Fusang opened the curtain and came in.

"What's your name?" Fusang asked.

The man in white stopped pouring tea.

"Isn't the girl here to sell embroidery?" The man in white raised his head and looked at Fusang.

Fusang saw the man's appearance clearly. The man in white had delicate features, white teeth and red lips. His face was like a crown jewel, but his body was a bit thin. It may be because he has been drinking medicine all year round, but the man in white always smells of medicine.

"Husband?" Fusang looked back and forth carefully at the face of the man in white. "What's your name anyway?"

"Young lady calls me husband, but you don't know my name?" The man in white frowned, feeling bored.

There was a woman who kept pestering me when I went to Beijing, and today I met another girl who didn't know the truth and talked nonsense.

"I have something to give you back," Fusang waved his fingertips in front of the young man in white, "Do you want it?"

Zhou Yuanzhou looked at the white fingers of the woman in front of him. Normal rural women had to do menial work since childhood, but the girl in front of him had very white and tender hands, hands that had not done much work.

Who sent her?

"What are your wishes? I'm here to repay your kindness." Fusang looked at the man.

"A healthy body? A rich family? Or marry a beautiful girl like me?"

"..." Zhou Yuanzhou.

"Girl, if you're not talking about business, just turn left when you go out." Zhou Yuanzhou's eyes changed when he looked at Fusang. He might be a fool.

Fusang stepped forward and grabbed the collar of the young man in white, and pulled him to stand up.

"Am I looking like a fool?"

"My surname is Zhou Yuanzhou. This girl sells embroidery. Can I have a look at the embroidery?" Zhou Yuanzhou didn't expect that the girl in front of him was pretty, petite, and quite strong.

"Okay, let's look at the embroidery first."

Fuso took out her embroidery and placed it on the stone table.

"The girl's embroidery is indeed pretty good, but the material is a bit poor. If I want to buy it, the price won't be very high." Zhou Yuanzhou planned to give Fusang some money to send him away.

"Then why don't you collect the sachet? I can also draw flowers."

Sachet? How can a woman's sachet be easily collected? Seeing Fusang take out a large number of sachets, Zhou Yuanzhou knew that he had gone astray.

"Some of them are filled with dried flowers, some are filled with soothing herbs, and this one is good for your health. This one is for you, no charge." Fusang threw a dusty sachet to Zhou Yuanzhou.

Zhou Yuanzhou put it in front of his nose and smelled it. The fragrance in the sachet was quite pleasant. Zhou Yuanzhou smelled several medicinal materials that calmed the nerves and helped sleep. It's just that the sachet looks too ordinary... it seems to be sewn with rags.

Zhou Yuanzhou was a little curious about the pattern in Fusang's mouth, "I'll get the tools, can you draw a pattern for me to see?"

Fuso drew quietly after getting the tool. As a sacred tree and the ancestor of plants, Fuso knew the various postures of each plant.

When Zhou Yuanzhou saw the big tree depicted on the fabric, his eyes showed surprise. This tree seems to be alive and makes people unable to take their eyes away.

"I thought you could draw flowers?"

"This is a Fuso tree," Fuso said with a smile.

"Fusang tree? It's the sacred tree in the east," Zhou Yuanzhou said with a smile. "How do you know it looks like this if you haven't seen it before?"

"seen"

"Oh?"

"And my name is Fusang." Fusang looked at the cute Zhou Yuanzhou and really wanted to touch his head.

Zhou Yuanzhou: "..."

"The girl has great painting skills."

"I have a long-term business here. I wonder if she can do it? I can provide fabrics. I hope she can paint patterns for my house." Zhou Yuanzhou asked.

"Okay, remember to give me more money."

"Okay, here's the money for these things." Zhou Yuanzhou asked the boy to pay the money to Fusang.

Fusang weighed the money bag, then opened it and took a look inside. It was good. It was a lot. I estimated it was fifty taels.

Fusang felt that he couldn't be stingy, and he couldn't steal his things without conscience just because he thought he was a fool just now.

Fusang stepped forward and lightly touched Zhou Yuanzhou's forehead with his fingertips, "I'll give it back to you."

Zhou Yuanzhou only felt a warm current on his body, which was very comfortable. Zhou Yuanzhou's somewhat pale face revealed a hint of red.

witchcraft?

"My name is Fusang, and I live in Liujia Village. If you go to deliver materials, you will know how to get out after asking." Fusang winked at Zhou Yuanzhou.

"Also, you have to think carefully about your wish. I am really here to repay your kindness." Fusang approached Zhou Yuanzhou and whispered.

After saying this, Fusang was about to leave, but the waiter reminded Fusang that he didn't take the basket.

"Give it to you" Fusang waved his hand.

"Why is this so embarrassing?" Zhou Yuanzhou asked the boy to give Fusang some money again?

"Are you not sick?" Fusang wondered why he was given money again for no reason.

The most common thing Zhou Yuanzhou heard was that he was sick. This was the first time he heard someone ask him if he was sick.

Zhou Yuanzhou showed a smile. "You do not want?"

You "want" to be rich and don't be a fool. "Then when will you find me again?"

"Next time" Zhou Yuanzhou returns.

"When is the next time? In fact, it's good for your health to go out for a walk if you have nothing to do." Fusang suggested sincerely. After all, this was the person to whom he was repaying his kindness.

"My young master can't be tired, and he can't blow the wind," said the boy next to him.

This girl from the countryside really has no rules. She just pulled the young man's clothes in a menacing manner. He was really afraid that the young master would cough up blood again in anger.

"Xiao An, Miss Fusang also has good intentions." Zhou Yuanzhou waved his hand to signal the boy beside him to step back.

"Today's market is very lively outside, do you want to see it?" Fusang looked at Zhou Yuanzhou

“Go, it’s really lively”

Xiaoan: "Young Master"

"Xiao An, step back"

"My body..." Zhou Yuanzhou planned to politely refuse.

Fusang didn't bother to listen and just took Zhou Yuanzhou's hand to leave.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine if you stay with me."

Xiao An stared at the young master being dragged away by Fusang with wide eyes. You should wait for me.

Zhou Yuanzhou was born with a disease caused by his mother's womb. The doctor previously said that his body would not survive the age of twenty-five. In order not to worry his family, Zhou Yuanzhou also tried his best to avoid going out.

Fuso: "Are you happy? Is it because you can come out?"

"No."

"Okay." Fusang saw that the golden light on Zhou Yuanzhou's body was a bit eye-catching. It seemed that he really liked doing good deeds.

Fusang: "How's it going? Is it fun?"

Xiao An was almost scared to death. If something happened to the young master, he wouldn't know how to explain it when he got back. This girl must have too much heart.

"lively."

"Where's that gray sachet? The medicinal materials inside are good for your health. You can wear it on your body."

"Yeah" was very strange, he was very kind to her, and after she just touched her forehead with her finger, her body stopped hurting instantly.

Zhou Yuanzhou never believed in ghosts and gods, but if it wasn't magic, how could he explain what just happened?

"Does the person you know look similar to me?" Zhou Yuanzhou asked.

Fuso didn't know how to answer.

"Do you believe that people have past and present lives? You were kind to me in the past life, and I am here to repay you in this life."

"Past and present life?" Zhou Yuanzhou chuckled.

"It seems that the girl has read too much. Please don't scream nonsense next time."

"Okay" Fusang still feels very sorry for this little cannon fodder.

There was a vendor selling rouge gouache on the street. Fusang stepped forward and smelled the smell. It was quite fragrant. Thinking that he had just received fifty taels of silver, he wanted to buy something for Tian.

"Are you going to buy this young man as a gift to your wife? I'm not telling you, your wife is really beautiful." The vendor guessed that the two of them were related when they saw that they came together.

"we do not……"

"Boss, I want two boxes of this. Please help me wrap it up." Fusang planned to go back and share a box with Tian. If it works well, I will buy it next time.

"Why didn't you explain just now?" Zhou Yuanzhou asked.

"What's the explanation? They just said auspicious words, but they guessed our identities wrongly."

"Get it for me." Fusang threw the cream to Zhou Yuanzhou and squeezed into the crowd, intending to watch the excitement.

"Hey, you..." Zhou Yuanzhou went over with Fusang.

In a crowded place, not only was the sound noisy, but the air was not very good. Zhou Yuanzhou covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves.

"Cough cough cough" Xiao An was very worried when he saw that the young master had been coughing.

"Sir, let's go."

"Nothing." Zhou Yuanzhou looked at the cream in his hand. The girl's things were still in my hand.

Zhou Yuanzhou was still looking for Fusang in the crowd when he suddenly felt someone tugging on his sleeve.

"Let's go" Seeing that Zhou Yuanzhou was not moving, Fusang tugged on Zhou Yuanzhou's sleeve again.

"There was a pastry shop just now, I bought some food."

Fusang pulled Zhou Yuanzhou out of the crowd and said, "I'll buy some for you too."

Fusang gave Zhou Yuanzhou a bag of pastries and said, "Thank you for buying my embroidery today."

"The girl is broke"

Isn't Zhou Yuanzhou too obedient?

"Fusang?" This scene was a bit familiar. Fusang felt like he had seen it before. Fusang turned around and saw Liu Jingtong walking towards here.

Panic...

Fusang quickly took away the cream from Zhou Yuanzhou's hand and kept his distance from Zhou Yuanzhou. Who knows if Liu Jingtong would go back and report to the Liu family.

"We'll see you next time, Xiao An, please take your son home early."

"Is that Miss Fusang's husband? Since Miss Fusang has a husband, it would be too shameless to drag the young master with you." Xiao An saw that other husbands had come over, and she felt really sorry for her young master.

Zhou Yuanzhou handed the cake in his hand to Xiao An and said, "Take it."

"Then young master, where are we now?"

"Go back home" Looking at the figures of Fusang and Liu Jingtong in the distance, Zhou Yuanzhou turned his head.

Will my husband in my previous life repay my kindness in this life? Pfft, she does know how to talk nonsense...

"Who did you just talk to?" Liu Jingtong asked.

"No! Why do you care so much?"

Liu Jingtong has actually been looking at her for a long time. Did she just give him cakes? And this one on her hand? "He gave it to me?"

? ? ? Fusang looked at Liu Jingtong who felt a little uncomfortable and asked, "What's wrong with you?" Is he still embarrassed?

Angry, Liu Jingtong reached out for the cream in Fusang's hand.

Fuso quickly hugged her to her chest, "What are you doing?"

"Don't take anything from him"

"Are you jealous?" Fusang asked uncertainly.

"No, a decent girl won't accept things from strangers."

"A serious man doesn't know how to..." Liu Jingtong quickly covered Fusang's mouth. "What are you doing, do you want to suffocate me?"

"I will be responsible for you!" Liu Jingtong was a little embarrassed.

"Who wants you to be responsible for me? I am..."

Liu Jingtong directly pinched Fusang's mouth with his fingers to prevent Fusang from speaking.

"Don't say, I don't like you"

You uncle, you don’t like to hear it. Why are you pinching my mouth when you close your ears?

Fusang got angry and didn't want to pay attention to Liu Jingtong at all, so he said that he was going to his brothers.

"Liu Jingtong, I really don't need you to be responsible for me, but a man wouldn't be in that situation...so I understand you, don't worry, if you really don't worry, let's pretend that you are my third brother."

Liu Jingtong: "...shut up"

"This won't work, that won't work either." Fusang said that the male protagonist is really difficult to take care of. When will days like this end!