a tavern

The sun was getting late, and the Fugui Restaurant, which had been bustling all day, slowly returned to calm.He started to prepare to collect things and close up. Wen Cheng at the counter, after finishing the calculations, sorted out the books and counted the money.

He raised his head, and was about to speak to Wen Yi who had packed the tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks and was standing in front of the counter.But found an unexpected visitor at the door of the store.For him, Wen Cheng really didn't bother him: this crazy man Zhou really lingers!

Since Wen Yi held a birthday banquet for her last time, Zhou Yuanfeng came to the tavern more frequently.At that banquet, Wen Cheng kept his promise and never showed up from the beginning to the end. Of course, it was within the sight of Wen Yi and Zhou Yuanfeng.

It's a pity that there is another version of the matter, Wen Cheng—the shopkeeper Wen, for Master Zhang who stayed behind to actually organize the banquet, he is someone who doesn't want to take another look.He cooks more than a dozen dishes by himself. Wen Yi helps to wash and chop the dishes together, but the real essence of a dish lies in the oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and strength of the heat. After more than a dozen dishes, it is no less than a competition practice.

At this time, if there is a fly hovering nearby, "buzzing buzzing buzzing"... ordered to inquire about the details of the banquet, under threat, Master Zhang had to prick up his ears to listen and then reply.The owner of the shop intends to train one of his good cooks to be a spy, which is really painful.

"What?" There were only the two of them, Wen Cheng was furious, this Zhou Yuanfeng was really uneasy and kind.Unable to suppress his temper, he rolled up his cuffs and hurriedly wanted to go out and bring Wen Yi back.

But as soon as he took a step, he was grabbed by a hand. Master Zhang said obediently: "The shopkeeper, Miss Wen Yi told me to watch, and no one is allowed to disturb Mr. Zhou's birthday party. Otherwise, I won't get the extra money for the night." Said that my wages for today will also be deducted."

Hearing this, Wen Cheng suddenly turned into a frost-beaten eggplant—withered.anyone?The doors of the Fugui Restaurant are closed, so where else is there?These words were clearly aimed at her, Wen Cheng.

If what Zhou Yuanfeng said, Wen Cheng would definitely ignore it, and he might even do the opposite: If you don't let me go, I'll go instead.But, Ah Yi, she didn't dare to provoke her for the time being.In the evening, I said those exaggerated words. Now that I think about it, I feel speechless, let alone teach others with righteous words.

Predict things like a god?In fact, it was Wen Yi who saw through Wen Cheng's trait of "rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry", and made a special arrangement just to stimulate her.With Wen Cheng's temperament, she really must have seen the devil if she didn't get involved in Zhou Yuanfeng's matter.Maybe he is hiding in some corner and listening to the corner of the wall right now.The heart moved at will, and the eyes glanced around from time to time.

Therefore, it should be good for Wen Yi to do fortune-telling.Of course, there is only one designated person for divination by hexagrams and images—Wen Cheng.At this moment, Wen Cheng was crouching behind the door between the back hall and the hall, pricking up his ears, leaning against the door, trying to hear what the two of them were talking about.

He made a decision in his heart: Once, in case, as long as Zhou Yuan's mouth is open, he will say something offensive.She rushed out to protect Wen Yi.However, after squatting for a long time, my feet became numb.After listening to it, there are only a few words: thanks, congratulations, praise...

"Tch, nothing new, just looking for something to say." Wen Cheng snorted, and suddenly, he reacted: "What else do you want to hear?" He really wanted to clear his mind with a basin of cold water.

Wen Cheng pretended to be working with both hands, and slapped his cheeks in turn: "There, one is the little boy who spends money like water and only wants to please women, and the other is the precious sister you want to take care of."

Thinking about it makes me crazy, as a good sister, how can I allow such a ignorant, smooth-talking, hideous, vicious person to be with my sister.

Uh... In order to make excuses for himself, Zhou Yuanfeng was accused of a lot of crimes.Finally, he can stand up righteously and save Wen Yi.Just as he was about to touch the doorknob, he was grabbed again.Tell me, you are a cook, you can just cook and serve the food, why are you always meddling in other people's business?Wen Cheng really couldn't laugh or cry: "What's the matter, Master Zhang?"

At this time, Master Zhang is indeed one of the first and two big. He is not happy to do things on both sides, but he has to bite the bullet: "Shopkeeper, I was going to serve food just now, and Miss Wenyi said again, I want you to go home and don't get in the way here." .If you want her to forgive you for what you said today, you'd better do it."

"Ah..." Wen Cheng slumped on the ground and knocked her down with a single sentence. He sat on the base of the wall, holding his head in his hands, and couldn't believe it: "Is this still the lovely and kind sister I used to be? Why did I meet her?" After this Zhou lunatic, he became more and more unreasonable?"

"The door is not closed properly, and the corner of the clothes is leaking!" Sitting in the front, one can see it at a glance: "I know you must be worried, I just want you to be anxious." Imagining the scene of Wen Cheng in a hurry, Wen Yi couldn't help chuckling speak out.

This sweet smile is like thousands of pear trees blooming overnight.Zhou Yuanfeng couldn't help but feel elated: "If I can face such a smile for the rest of my life, I really have no regrets." Since then, he has affirmed his pursuit of Wen Yi, and vowed not to give up if he doesn't succeed.This is something he has never done before, to be so attentive to a woman...

Therefore, in a few days, he repaired a letter and sent it to his family in the capital, expressing that he was unable to return to Beijing for the time being due to important matters, and hoped that his family would understand.From then on, she stayed in Jiuxing Town with one heart and one mind, only to get Wen Yi's sincere response one day.

Seeing something every day is a trivial matter. Today I invite you to a teahouse for a cup of tea, and tomorrow I invite you to have a chat with cruisers. In short, there are many tricks.Anyway, Zhou's father is the servant of the Ministry of Rites, and the family has plenty of money...

During this period of time, Wen Cheng was tortured by his actions.The annoying thing is that the problem is not only on him.You said that he invites you, A Yi, once you are polite, twice you are fresh, and three times you are fun... But these are four or five times... What's going on?Wen Cheng's whole body was out of breath.Wen Yi will go out with him now unless there is something to do.

"You are a girl, you always eat and swim with men, and the neighbors will gossip." Wen Cheng advised Wen Yi with a sincere look.

"Yeah, that's why I suggested that Zhou Yuanfeng set up the Nine Star Poetry Club. Don't you know about this? Just last time you said you wanted to participate in the gathering, but you just failed the test." After all, it was Zhou Yuanfeng's man, And it is under the guise of his name, Wen Yi has his own sense of proportion.

The so-called exposing people without revealing their weaknesses, beating people without slapping people in the face, is it really okay to tell Wen Cheng face to face that he was not admitted to the poetry club because of his lack of level?Wen Cheng really didn't want to say another word to her.

At the beginning, Wen Yi advocated the establishment of this poetry club, which was in consideration of this point.Of course, what Zhou Yuanfeng said was that it was just right for literary exchanges from time to time.

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Yuanfeng must have agreed a hundred times, he wished to see Wen Yi every day.So, take the lead and organize.With his reputation in Jiuxing Town, it is indeed effortless and he responds to everyone.

It turned out that Zhou Yuanfeng was not only an embroidered pillow that Wencheng looked down upon everywhere, but also had a slight literary reputation in terms of poetry attainments.In the capital, he is known as a "poetry scholar".Although up to now, his identity is nothing more than a scholar, the root cause is that he is not interested in the imperial examination at all.Current affairs articles can be regarded as easy to come by and a good hand, but I just don’t write them.

The eldest son of the Zhou family, the family had nothing to do with him, so they had to rely on their connections to help him find an errand.But even if this position is obtained without scientific research, it is something that ordinary people in Jiuxing Town need to look up to.

Nine Stars Poetry Club recruits regular poetry friends, and now there are about ten of them. They hold three or four gatherings in the first, middle and late ten days of each month. Of course, the initiators are almost all Zhou Yuanfeng.Members of the poetry club only need to send someone to the Zhou family to inform them one day before the party.

Participating in poetry club gatherings is nothing more than exchanges, discussions, and competitions of poetry, poetry, piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting.However, the location is always changing and new. In fact, this is Zhou Yuanfeng's selfishness, imagining that he brings Wen Yi to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the world together.

Some people, many times, just like wishful thinking.If you don't have a heart on you, you just take her to the sky and into the earth, and travel all over the world.In her eyes, it couldn't even compare to the scenery inside a small, old tavern.

In the poetry club, it is not uncommon to see ladies from all walks of life and jade from small families.Zhou Yuanfeng's family background is prominent, and he himself is a man of outstanding talent, full of talent, and most importantly, he has never been married.Climbing up to him, it would really turn a sparrow into a phoenix.Therefore, there are not a few people who intend to get close to him, which relieves a lot of pressure on Wen Yi.

But at this moment, "No." Facing Zhou Yuanfeng's invitation, Wen Cheng scrambled to veto it, then turned his head, grabbed Wen Yi's arm tightly with both hands, met her eyes, and looked hopeful: "Ah Yi, in the morning, didn't you promise me that you would not go out today?"

Facing the questioning, Wen Yi didn't speak, but silently lowered her eyelids.

Just the dodge of this one glance, the sudden dodge.In an instant, Wencheng felt lonely, lonely, lost, and helpless crazily attacking her, as if the whole world was about to abandon her.That familiar emptiness surged over again, about to overwhelm her.

Didn't get a response, and I'm afraid never will.Wen Cheng let go of his hand, and let his arm fall freely, as if he didn't have a trace of consciousness. He stood there for a while, then turned around, and walked forward in a daze...

The moment she turned around, where Wen Yi couldn't see, Wen Cheng's hand slowly covered the atrium of her heart, and pressed it firmly, the place was empty, but it felt like a heart-wrenching pain.Tears are uncontrollable, like rain, silently: "In this world, I am the only one after all!"...