I opened a bookstore in ancient times

The winter in Old Beijing came with great momentum. After a heavy rain, the weather suddenly cooled down.

It's freezing cold, and it's a good time to sleep on the couch.

Su Yao got up from the couch, it was half noon again.

The culprit, the big pigeon, probably went to the kitchen for food.

Qi Bo made a pot of candied haws yesterday, and the big pigeon liked it very much. The sweet and sour taste suits the pigeon's appetite.

There are still about ten days until the twelfth lunar month, and it has just rained recently, and the rain is soaking into the bone marrow, and there is very little business in the bookstore, so only Cheng An is watching.

The dark guard brother was left behind by Su Yao as a coachman.

He and Cheng'an are still unclear, Cheng'an neither admits nor denies, he hesitates when asked.

Su Yao and Fu Gezi let them go.

So in this situation, only Cheng An was in the front shop, and there were few people, so Su Yao naturally wouldn't bother.

There is nothing to do without looking at the store.

The weather is cold, and there is a brazier in the room, and you can feel the coolness.

Su Yao paused, then retracted into the quilt again.

Going to sleep for a while.

From the twelfth lunar month to the end of the first lunar month, there is basically no business in bookstores.

Once it was too cold, few spectators could go out against the cold wind every day;

Secondly, there are many bookshelves in the bookstore, it is not easy to put too many braziers, Su Yao's storefront is huge, and it is always cold to read a book for a day;

In the past three years, many Mr. Huaben did not write articles in winter, and their hands were cold and dry, so there were no new books to sell.

If you are more particular, Mr. Ben, such as Mr. Wednesday, will rush out a volume of books in advance, and sell a batch before the New Year's Eve to supplement himself and the shop.

Those who don't pay attention, such as Fu Dagezi, will naturally go out of business.

But under Su Yao's continuous urging, the third volume was still finished.

Twenty chapters.

It will be sold tomorrow.

Mr. Getai's "Jianghu Yiye Knife" is fairly stable, and the number of viewers is increasing.

In today's old Beijing, only Huiwentang, Jiang's Bookstore and Su Yao's place have Fu Gezi's books.

The shopkeeper of Huiwentang heard from all directions, and Su Yao and Fu Ling's marriage was not covered up. He did not know where to find out, and a few days ago, he and Su Yao sent a wedding ceremony and an invitation to the chamber of commerce at the end of the year.

Su Yao didn't forget the embarrassing scene at the painting boat last time, so she shied away: "The chamber of commerce is a gathering of colleagues. I shouldn't go, but I won't eat dinner."

The main reason is that children are not suitable for activities at night and do not want to participate.

The shopkeeper Wei of Huiwentang didn't dare to let Su Yao participate again.

This time, Su Yao only chatted with his colleagues for an afternoon, ate some melon and fruit snacks, and then went home.

It was the sunset that rained.

Fu Ling wore a very heavy cloak, which wrapped Su Yao tightly, with a circle of fluffy wind hair, only showing a plain face.

It was raining heavily, and Fu Ling tied a flower knot for him: "It's hard to recover, don't get sick from the cold again. Go back and find Pei Yi again, it will be troublesome."

He smiled again: "The old man doesn't like to go out in winter, if you suffer from frostbite yourself, I'm afraid he will show his face."

Su Yao let the wind and rain blow, and felt a little cold, so he stayed at home obediently for a few days.

Very boring stay.

Su Yao was sleeping under the quilt when she heard the door knock.

A trace of coldness penetrated, and was quickly smoked away by the heat in the room.

Fu Gezi closed the door with a small plate, and smiled: "Why are you awake now? It's still early, and it's only the first hour."

Su Yao showed his face: "I'm not active either, I didn't even eat breakfast after sleeping."

"In winter, you should eat, eat, sleep and take care of your body."

Fu Ling sat down on the side of the couch again, fed Su Yao a candied hawthorn, and laughed again, "Aren't you active enough at night?"

Su Yao immediately chewed the hawthorn angrily.

The crystal clear sugar stains stuck to the corners of Su Yao's lips, a small piece made Su Yao's face extraordinarily childish.

Fu Ling wiped it off lightly, and leaned in to kiss the corner of his mouth.

sweet.

Su Yao flinched, then pulled the quilt under her nose and covered her mouth: "What shall we do today?"

He only showed a pair of clear eyes, which is even more attractive.

Fu Lingfu lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead, kissing him until he slipped into bed.

A muffled voice came from the quilt: "If you move around again, I won't come out."

Fu Gezi hugged the limp ball: "Then I'll go in."

As soon as he said this, Su Yao started to move, and Fu Ling hurriedly said with a smile: "Just kidding, don't move around, it's not good to turn around and go in to cool off."

Su Yao didn't move, she was bored for a while, and just when she showed her head, she was caught by the big pigeon again, holding her face and kissing her.

The big pigeon frowned: "I see you are suffocated at home. It's warm at noon. Let's go out today and go to Kangshibuzhuang to see the flowers."

The wedding items have been selected for several months, and the pigeons have to look at the miscellaneous items with their own eyes. This time they selected the curtains hanging in the wedding room.

The big pigeon was not satisfied with the dozen or so samples, so Su Yao suddenly remembered that she had worn a dress with a dark embroidered crane pattern at Mrs. Kang's place earlier.

Sky blue dark embroidered silver thread, flying cranes across the river, tall and handsome.

The crane looks very good, and the embroidery is exquisite.

As soon as Su Yao mentioned it, the pigeon was half satisfied.

It was really warmer at noon, and the place where the sun shines was bright and warm.

Su Yao got down from the carriage, and saw the beaming receptionist of Mrs. Kang's house again: "Please, gentlemen, the new winter clothes in our store are very fashionable..."

Su Yao went into the store, but found that Mrs. Kang was not there.

A clever young man has already recognized Su Yao: "Our shopkeeper is greeting other customers, should Boss Su take a casual look first, or let me recommend two pieces?"

Su Yao briefly described the dress to him, and the servant smiled and said, "I have some, I'll get them for you."

The little servant hurriedly brought the clothes: "You want to make it into a red curtain, right? It's possible, too. Will the cranes be changed into double cranes?"

Fu Ling thought about it: "Can I add some red plums?"

"Then let our shopkeeper come and see." The man smiled, "Just wait a moment..."

Before he finished speaking, Mrs. Kang opened the curtain from the back and came out, but there were two people following behind.

It's Xie Lang and Alan.

Xie Lang is engaged, Su Yao knows it.

At that time, Su Yao was recuperating in the old Beijing government office, and Qi Bo helped to send a congratulatory gift.

But I don't want to meet you here today.

Su Yao smiled and stood up: "I haven't seen Brother Xie for a long time, and I haven't congratulated Brother Xie on his engagement."

Xie Lang saluted with a smile, then fell silent for a while.

It wasn't that there was any turmoil in his heart, but that his heart was too peaceful.

It was so calm that he was a little surprised.

Although Xie's family is only considered as a family of middle-class eunuchs, he still has news.

He was naturally worried when Su Yao passed by at the moment of life and death, but when he saw him now, he realized that he had really let Su Yao go.

Seeing that Su Yao was doing well, he could only rejoice and rejoice for his friend's surviving life after the catastrophe, and he had no more emotions.

He and Su Yao are really over.

It didn't actually start.

Xie Lang was a little surprised at his decisiveness when he said that he could let it go.

He was silent for a moment, only slightly disappointed.

Once you decide to let go of the love you have had since you were young, it will probably gradually dissipate with the years, leaving only some shadows that seem to be there.When you think about it when you are old, you will find that it is just a peaceful past in your life.

He chose to let go, and he has no regrets.

Now that he really let go, he breathed a sigh of relief after being disappointed.

Then he held Alan's hand tightly.

Xie Lang was very conflicted recently.

Because he found that he seemed to like Alan, but he was not sure whether he would really let go of Su Yao, so he dared not confess his love to Alan.

In fact, he valued A Lan more than he imagined.

Since he didn't make his own mind clear, he couldn't say those important things to Ah Lan.

Today is very good.

He really let it go.

Facing Fu Ling, it can be full of simple gratitude and blessings.

I am grateful to Fu Ling for saving his friend, and wish Fu Ling and his friends well.

Fu Ling also understood, seeing Xie Lang's expression, he just smiled: "Is Master Xie here to buy clothes?"

Xie Lang smiled gently and said: "Alan and I choose some winter clothes, the new styles in the capital are very suitable for Alan's eyes."

Ah Lan is very lively, so she also smiled: "I'm too picky, and they all look good, but there are some things that I like, but they don't suit me well."

"It looks very good to me, anyway, I bought all of them back, so wear them slowly."

Xie Lang's eyebrows and eyes were warm, and his eyes looking at Ah Lan were like the warm sun in winter.

This is the look in the eyes of the sweetheart, with undisguised love and love.

Fu Ling watched from the sidelines, and suddenly remembered Xie Lang's lottery in Daci'an Temple.

The signature said: The world is safe and secure.

Perhaps, this double is not the other.

Su Yao's life, Xie's family's future, he and Su Yao, Xie Lang and Alan, are they both perfect?

Fu Ling was in a daze, and suddenly noticed that Su Yao pulled him, and said with a smile: "Brother Xie said, he and Alan will also be married in March next year."

Fu Ling was thinking about the word "Shuangquan" in his heart, and when he heard this, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly: "It's also March?"

Xie Lang smiled: "The word 'also' is a coincidence. We have already decided that on the sixth day of March, we must be ahead of you. I will send you a post later, and I will definitely come."

Su Yao responded twice, Xie Lang took Alan's hand, and left with a smile.

The winter sun shines all over the place, which is extraordinarily clear and light.

Lady Kang looked at the two pairs of characters and sighed happily.

Apart from happiness, there is also some discomfort: other pigs were taken away in exchange for cabbage, and my own pigs don't know how to use cabbage.

Mrs. Kang is very angry.

But it's useless to be anxious, so I can only do business first: "Boss Su just said that if you want bright red satin, do you want this crane pattern?"

Su Yao added: "I want to add some red plums."

"In this way, it's not troublesome. I'll bring you some plum blossom patterns, and you have a look..."

Mrs. Kang went to greet him in a hurry, but she didn't expect what kind of bullshit she would face this afternoon.

Last time the pigeon was busy beating rivals in love, so it wasn't too picky about the fabric.

Now that the rival in love has found another happiness, the pigeon is relieved, and directly starts the model of a good buyer of shopping around.

Mrs. Kang came back with the material, said a few words, and then froze.