From farming to business

Squeezing the talisman paper she had just obtained in her hand and unconsciously rubbing it lightly, Su Yongyue's brows were furrowed together, showing a bit of melancholy on her face.

I was really afraid of something coming, but it was just a matter of asking for a talisman, the light rain just now fell like a pour, not to mention going down the mountain, it is difficult to go back to the main hall when I just came.

Putting his hand on the open door, he looked up at the sky, seeing the rain, and he couldn't stop for a while.

"Brother-in-law Lang Mo is standing in front of the door. The weather is still cold, so be careful of the wind." Sun Bailan put down the teacup in his hand, and waved to the waiting maidservant as he spoke.

The little girl came forward to hold her arm, Su Yongyue didn't make things difficult for her, turned around with strength and was brought back to the table, and finally sat down safely.

Fortunately, the side of the small hall where they just prayed for talismans is a place for pilgrims to rest, and they can just come from the corridor outside the door without even a trace of rain.

Sun Bailan pushed the cup full of tea in front of Shuang'er, and said, "If you fall ill outside, how can I explain to my second brother when I go back?"

Hearing her words, Su Yongyue reluctantly raised the corner of his mouth to respond, he was just afraid that he would still be on the mountain when it rained, and Yu Feng was worried, so he inevitably felt a little anxious.

Picking up the teacup to her lips, seeing that the person sitting opposite was still in a daze, Sun Bailan moved her hand away and persuaded him to drink some hot tea to warm up first.

Although she didn't have any intention of drinking tea, but she didn't want to take away people's kindness, Su Yongyue finally picked up the cup and took a sip, her gaze drifted out of the door unconsciously.

It was raining hard and there was no sign of stopping.

Sighing in my heart, I had no choice but to comfort myself and calm down, the sky is not beautiful, there is no other way but to wait.

It's just that when he left, the man seemed to have gone out too, and he didn't know if he had an umbrella with him, his shoulder injury was not healed enough to withstand the wind and cold, so don't get sick again.

Thoughts were in confusion, the sound of treading water could be heard from a distance outside the door, and Sun Bailan on the opposite side also let out a startled "Yeah". Looking up, it was a man in white clothes who was slightly hazy in the rain, covered by an umbrella. half face.

His heart moved, his fingers holding the teacup tightened, and before he could sit up straight, the man had already reached the porch outside the door, his brows and eyes drooped slightly.

After all, they are brothers, they do look somewhat similar from a distance.

"It's raining really hard." Yu Zhuwen casually threw the umbrella to the little maidservant who came forward, flicked the water droplets on his sleeves a few times, stomped his feet to leave a few wet marks, and sighed as he stepped into the door.

At this moment, Sun Bailan put away her surprised expression, helped her sleeves to pour a new cup of tea, and said with a bit of helplessness on her lips, "Even this heavy rain can't make you be honest."

Yu Zhuwen chuckled, took the tea she handed him and poured it into his mouth with his head up, driving away the cold air all over his body, "After you left, only me and the two elders were left. I'm really depressed."

Shaking her head, Sun Bailan didn't want to talk to him about it, so she took the cup and refilled him some tea, and asked how the boy knew that the two of them were here.

He lifted up his robe and sat down on the empty bench, took a bite out of the snack, Yu Zhuwen replied that it was because he had sharp ears, he heard them whispering, and guessed that it was raining and he must be resting in this side hall .

Sun Bailan was amused by his smug look, raised her sleeves to cover her lips, and said with a smile that if he was willing to use this intelligence and talent more in business, his father would not always lecture him like that.

Yu Zhuwen twitched his lips and muttered in a low voice.

Listening to the two of them talking, Su Yongyue drank a few sips of tea in silence, the cup gradually drained, put down the cup, and gathered the cloak around her body.

Looking at his face for a few times, knowing that he might be a little anxious, Yu Zhuwen picked up the teapot and filled it up for him, and handed it over to him, "Brother, I haven't seen my second brother for a long time, so I miss you?"

Su Yongyue, who had already reached out to take the cup, couldn't help being teased by him, her cheeks flushed red, and she raised her eyes to stare at him, but the other party smiled and blinked.

Holding the cup almost snatched it from someone's hand, he withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to his lips, took a few sips to suppress the embarrassment in his heart, he was really a brat who owed a lesson.

Seeing that his tangled brows were relaxed, Yu Zhuwen raised his eyebrows proudly, and exaggeratedly sighed that it is great to have Fulang, and there are people who are far away thousands of miles away.

Su Yongyue was even more annoyed by his endless talk, subconsciously raised his hand and was about to throw the porcelain cup in his hand, but seeing the woman next to him, she endured it, but she didn't forget to hand it over again See.

Fortunately, Yu Zhuwen accepted him as soon as he saw a good deal. Seeing that he was really annoyed, he cupped his hands and made a bow, begging for mercy with a smile.

Knowing that he is a child at heart, and also wanting to think less, Su Yongyue will not get angry with him, just point him with his index finger in the air.

"I tried to comfort my brother-in-law, but my brother-in-law couldn't let go of his mind. You're so ignorant that you can deceive people." Sun Bailan, who was back and forth between them, just watched silently, and then she smiled and opened her mouth.

The smile on the corners of Yu Zhuwen's lips paused for some reason, and he lowered his eyes to see his finger on the rim of the cup. After a long time, Fang whispered: "If you really want to coax, then you can coax..."

Neither of them heard what he said, and there was some confusion on his face. He grinned and said that it was not because he was smart.

Both the woman and Shuang'er shook their heads helplessly, drinking tea and ignoring him.

When it rains, people are always prone to sleepiness, especially when pregnant, drinking hot tea and warming the body, Su Yongyue's eyelids gradually become a little heavy.

He raised his hand to cover his lips and yawned. When he put it down, he stroked his stomach to cheer him up, hoping that the rain would stop soon.

When Sun Bailan looked up and saw his sleepy look, she put her hand on his shoulder and patted him lightly, "Are you sleepy?"

Raising her eyelids and looking over, Su Yongyue nodded listlessly. Since she was pregnant, she has always felt sleepy, but it has gotten better in the past few days. Maybe it's because she rushed up the mountain early in the morning.

Gently rubbing his belly with his hands, he sighed in his heart that the sleepiness came at the wrong time, how could he sleep in this temple in broad daylight.

Yu Zhuwen stood up and told him to go out and find a young monk, to see if he could find a room for him to rest temporarily.

He subconsciously raised his hand to stop him, and then he felt that his consciousness became more and more chaotic, and he was in a fog for a while, unable to distinguish things around him.

The kid seemed to be worried and called him, and he was vaguely distorted. He shook his head and rubbed his forehead with his hand.

A pair of soft and slender hands resting on his shoulders, it should be Sun Bailan, he leaned along and leaned into a scent of fragrance.

Before closing his eyes completely, he seemed to see the two little servant girls waiting outside the door fell to the ground for some reason, and made two muffled noises, surrounded by overlapping exclamations, and faintly black clothes corners drifted past the door.

Putting his hands on the window lattice, Yu Feng frowned and looked at the rain curtain that blocked his sight outside. There were few people passing by on the street downstairs, only the sound of rain falling.

The air was full of dampness and coldness, and it breathed straight into the lungs, but still couldn't suppress the restlessness in my heart, and my forehead throbbed with annoyance.

He withdrew one hand and pressed it on his chest, feeling a little suffocated, as if something bad had happened, thinking about Shuang'er who was far away on the mountain outside the city, he felt more and more uneasy.

The hand couldn't help tightening, pulling the wound on his shoulder, and it was aching. He relaxed and let out a breath. Things didn't go as he thought, and he was a little worried that he might inadvertently startle the snake.

Today he intends to use himself as a bait, once again alone to lure the people behind the scenes. Even Chang Le was sent to go around the remote part of the city a few times with the yamen servant, until it rained heavily, but no one took action.

The other party seemed to be more cautious than he thought, Yu Feng frowned even tighter, feeling more and more uneasy in his heart.

He retreated from the window and sat back at the table, picked up the cup and put it to his lips to take a sip. The tea was a little cold, so he put it back, but he didn't bother to buy a new cup for himself.

Most of the guests sitting in the tea house at this time were sheltering from the rain, and it was not as clean as before. The whispers entered his ears, and the noise made him a little impatient.

He somewhat regretted letting Su Yongyue go up the mountain today, even though his original intention was to keep him away from these chaos, it was still not a good decision, especially now.

Thin smoke rose from the incense sticks placed on the table, and the light cold incense still couldn't soothe Yu Feng's restless mood, he felt that he couldn't wait any longer, the rain might last for several hours.

Just before he got up after making a decision, there was the sound of "dong dong dong" footsteps on the stairs, which sounded a little hectic, and everyone turned their heads to look at it.

It's Chang Le.

As soon as the boy poked his head out from the stairs, he looked around and scanned the second floor. His sight was blocked by a few places separated by the screen, so he stepped up a few steps and looked at them one by one.

Yu Feng came out from behind the screen, and was meeting his eyes, his eyes lit up, he trotted forward, and called the young master without even breathing.

When it started to rain, he asked Chang Le to send back the yamen servants who were following in the dark, bought an umbrella along the way, and came to this teahouse by himself.

At this time, the other party looked very embarrassed, not only the hem of his clothes was stained with muddy water, but also his shoulders were wet. Apart from a wet umbrella, he was holding a dry one in his arms.

"Why are you in such a panic?" Yu Feng led him into the private seat, poured a cup of tea and handed him over, letting him catch his breath before talking to himself.

Chang Le poured down a cup of tea, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said, "Aren't you worried that the young master is waiting in a hurry?"

Yu Feng shook his head helplessly, and was about to ask him if he had taken care of the yamen servants, but he vaguely felt something, and subconsciously leaned back in the chair.

With a sound of "dong", something brushed past the tip of his nose, rolled down on the ground on one side, and hit the screen feet before stopping.

"What?" Chang Le, who was unprepared, was startled, and subconsciously looked out of the window, but there was nothing but torrential rain.

When he looked away, Yu Feng had already picked up the thing, it was a piece of rock wrapped in oil paper, even if it hit it just now, it only hurt a little bit.

Chang Le blinked with doubts on his face, and watched the person opposite peel off the layer of oil paper, and some writing was faintly revealed on the back of the paper, he couldn't quite understand what it was.

But Yu Feng's pupils shrank, the color faded from his face in an instant, the stone rolled to the ground, his fingertips trembled so much that it seemed that he couldn't even hold a thin piece of paper.

"Master..." Chang Le called him worriedly, and the other party immediately stood up as if surprised by something, and rushed out.

Chang Le reacted and took a step after him, but the person had disappeared downstairs. He turned back and picked up the oil paper that fell on the table. The writing on it was imprinted in his eyes, and his face changed drastically.

——Su Yongyue is in my hands, see you on the mountain outside the city.