Temperament

After a while, there were sounds of footsteps outside, and the door was pushed open. Shen Qinglan raised her head with a serious face.

It was Zhou Yunlei.

Zhou Yunlei was a little surprised when he saw him for the first time. When he looked at him, he paused for a moment, "Senior Brother, Shen...Young Master, why are you so rare?"

Shen Qinglan nodded slightly, then lowered her gaze.

Zhuo Tianyi was very happy, "Sixth, come and sit down." Pointing to the seat on the other side, Zhou Yunlei glanced at Shen Qinglan, sat down, and picked up the teapot to refill the tea for Zhuo Tianyi and Shen Qinglan.

Zhuo Tianyi smiled and said: "Today I took Qing Lan to the shop to let him familiarize himself with the environment." After a pause, he said to Zhou Yunlei, "Lao Liu, you are not an outsider, I have always trusted you the most, Let me tell you straight first, I plan to hand over all the Zhuo family's accounts to Qing Lan, what do you think?"

Zhou Yunlei put down the teapot, glanced at Shen Qinglan, then looked at Zhuo Tianyi, and muttered: "Brother, this matter needs to be discussed in a long-term way. Brother Shi, Uncle Li and the others are afraid that they will object..."

"I know, there will definitely be objections," Zhuo Tianyi took a sip of tea, "I just ask you, what do you think?"

Zhou Yunlei looked at Shen Qinglan again, lowered his eyes, "I have no objection, you are the head of the family, you decide."

Zhuo Tianyi smiled, "It's fine if you don't object. I've already decided on this matter, and I'll announce it at the church meeting next month."

Zhou Yunlei looked up at him, moved his lips, and looked down at his teacup.

Shen Qinglan didn't move and didn't intervene. The conversation of his seniors and brothers did not avoid him. Obviously Zhuo Tianyi really wanted to treat him as "one of his own", but he didn't know how many voices of opposition would be there. I want to see how Zhuo Tianyi will deal with it then.

Just as he was thinking, when the dishes came, Zhou Yunlei poured wine for Zhuo Tianyi and Shen Qinglan, and when it was poured into the cups in front of Shen Qinglan, Shen Qinglan put away the cups, "You guys drink, I don't need it."

Zhou Yunlei was a little embarrassed, he paused, and was about to say something, Zhuo Tianyi pushed his hand, "It's fine if Qinglan doesn't want to drink, and I have to prepare for tomorrow's homework in the study hall when I go back."

Zhou Yunlei responded, glanced at Shen Qinglan, and stopped to fill his glass with wine.The brothers and sisters ate and chatted.

Shen Qinglan was eating food in silence, Zhuo Tianyi was the same as when he was in the dining room of Zhuo's family, picking up chopsticks for him from time to time and saying some small things about "eat slowly".

Shen Qinglan was used to his behavior, and she didn't want to give him any reaction.Zhou Yunlei on the opposite side looked over several times, his eyes flickering, complicated and inexplicable.Shen Qinglan turned a blind eye.

The three of them ate for a while, Zhuo Tianyi got up to relieve himself.As soon as he left, the private room fell into silence.

Shen Qinglan slowly ate the food stacked high in her bowl, Zhou Yunlei glanced at him, then looked away, hesitated and said, "Shen..."

"Just say what you want to say." Shen Qinglan said while eating without looking up.

"I..." Zhou Yunlei couldn't find the words for a moment. When the accountant told him that Zhuo Tianyi was there, he never expected that Shen Qinglan was there. He was very surprised when he saw it at first sight.Without any mental preparation, what I wanted to ask a long time ago, once I had the opportunity now, I couldn't ask a single word.

"You want to ask how I managed to make Zhuo Tianyi agree to hand over such an important matter as the Zhuo family's accounts to me, don't you?" Shen Qinglan asked indifferently without looking up.

"No!" Zhou Yunlei looked up, his eyes were a little anxious, "What I've always wanted to ask is..."

"Don't ask anything," Shen Qinglan put down the bowl and chopsticks, and sighed, "It's not necessary."

Zhou Yunlei shook his head, "But I always feel uneasy, you know..."

He looked at Shen Qinglan, who was still looking down at the table.Zhou Yunlei was at a loss for words for a while, and didn't know how to express it.

"You are from the Zhuo family, so you don't have to worry about this." Shen Qinglan took a sip from her teacup as she spoke.

Zhou Yunlei was about to say something else, but footsteps sounded at the door, and Zhuo Tianyi came in.Zhou Yunlei lowered his eyes and swallowed the words in his heart.

The three ate for a while, and when they left the table, Zhuo Tianyi pulled Shen Qinglan and said to Zhou Yunlei, "I have something to do with Qinglan, you go back first."

Zhou Yunlei nodded, watching Shen Qinglan obediently holding his hand and walking out of the private room, and slowly sat down on the chair with a gloomy expression.

Zhuo Tianyi led Shen Qinglan out of the back door of the restaurant, but bypassed the carriage parked there before, and walked straight to the West Street outside the alley.

Shen Qinglan was puzzled, "Where is this going?"

"The jade and utensil shop at home is in the back street." Zhuo Tianyi turned his head and smiled, "Go and see what you like, and choose a few to take back."

Shen Qinglan just wanted to say no, but Zhuo Tianyi had already led him to take a big step, and he could only follow in a hurry.

Turning a street corner, there was a lot of activity in front of the eyes. The shops on both sides of the street had their stalls, rouge and gouache, rattle drum jigsaw puzzles, picture books, and various sundries.There are people's voices everywhere, shouting, selling, and singing, all resounding.On the corner of the street, there were also performers with monkeys in their hands, and the crowd of onlookers burst into applause from time to time.

The Qingming Festival has passed, and there are many flower sellers in the market. Clusters of flower branches with water droplets are kept in wooden barrels filled with clear water, exuding a fresh smell.The lanterns and candles of the shops on both sides illuminate the whole street brightly, reminiscent of the poem that the lights of the flower market are like the day.

Shen Qinglan was a little dazed, Zhuo Tianyi glanced at him, and explained, "Jinyang Night Market sells small market gadgets." He patted him on the back, "Let's go, the jade and utensil shop is still in front .”

Zhuo's shops occupy a large area, and they are all located on the main street with the densest crowds, and the shops here are all run by ordinary people with small budgets, and they sell ordinary household items, Shen Qinglan can naturally tell.

"Zhuo Tianyi, I don't want to go to the jade and utensil shop. I don't have anything I like. If you agree, I want to take a walk here." Shen Qinglan raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were neither confrontation nor pleading, but Simple negotiation.

Under such eyes, Zhuo Tianyi smiled unconsciously, "Of course. Originally, the main purpose of bringing you out today is to make you happy, go."

Shen Qinglan didn't respond, but turned around and followed the bustling crowd into the night market.

This walk is like throwing yourself into a rushing river like a drop of water.

The figures moving in front of his eyes and the sounds filling his ears all changed from near to far, from real to unreal, as if he had traveled through time and brought him into the picture many years ago.

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked hand in hand in the crowded night market, and the short one called out from time to time, "Senior Brother, come and see this! I want this and that, oops, I like both of them, what should I do?"

Gao followed behind with a helpless smile: "What else can I do, of course I will buy them all!"

"Senior brother, you are really my good senior brother!...Hey, there are sugar people! Senior brother, I don't want those anymore, I still want sugar people!"

"You...Okay, senior brother will buy it for you..."

The voice was so real that it seemed to be right next to his ears, guiding him to move forward.

Shen Qinglan stopped at a sugar figurine stall. The stall owner was holding an iron spoon with a mouth filled with steaming syrup that had been boiled thickly. The stall owner tilted the spoon on the chopping board and sprinkled it, then Quickly put a bamboo skewer in the middle of the uncoagulated syrup, take a fan and fan it against the chopping board a few times, and finally use a spatula to stick to the chopping board, and the solidified sugar figurine will be shoveled off.The stall owner inserted the sugar figurine exuding a tempting aroma on a wooden stick wrapped in straw, yelled in his mouth, kept his hands on it, and then made the next sugar figurine.

A wave of people rushed in, and Shen Qinglan was like a wave, involuntarily being squeezed out of place, and drifted downstream along the river.

Along the way, it passes through sandbars, bypasses islands, and overflows the river bank until it flows into a larger river.

At the end of the night market street is the river bank.The wind in late spring already has some summer breath, passing through the river bed brings the moistness of the water, and it is very comfortable to blow on the face.

Shen Qinglan couldn't help slowing down, turned and walked along the river bank.Candlelight shines through the window openings of the houses on the bank of the river, reflecting the shadows of the people on the window paper, and there are occasional cries of children, which are very real to the ears.

Looking up, there is a crescent moon hanging on the dark blue sky, and the moonlight shines through the tree shadows on the ground, casting speckled shadows.

He stopped, turned his gaze to the ground, stared at it for a while, and then suddenly turned around.

Not far away, a tall figure was standing there with a stick like a Zen stick in his hand, looking straight ahead.

"What are you doing?" Shen Qinglan asked angrily.

"Follow you, see where you want to go." There was no blame or impatience in the low voice.

"Don't worry, I won't run away." Shen Qinglan looked away at the river.

"Of course I'm not afraid of you running away," the footsteps walked in, and the voice lowered, "I'm just afraid that you will be too lonely."

Annoyance suddenly surged in her heart, Shen Qinglan snorted, "Zhuo Tianyi, you are too arrogant, why do you have any reason to say that I am lonely? What does my loneliness have to do with you?"

Zhuo Tianyi smiled faintly, "I have eyes, I can see it. As for your loneliness and my relationship, then I don't need to talk about it."

As he spoke, he approached and put the things in his hands in front of Shen Qinglan, "Here you are."

Only then did Shen Qinglan see clearly what was in his hand, but it turned out to be a straw-wrapped wooden stick used to insert sugar figurines at the sugar figurine stand. The top was filled with all kinds of sugar figurines, looking from a distance, it looked like a Zen stick.

And the appearance of a man with a tough face and a powerful body leaning on such a thing, in his eyes, is as nondescript as possible.

Shen Qinglan's eyes widened, "What are you doing?"

"For you. I just saw you looking at that sugar figurine stand for a long time. You must like it very much, so I bought it." Zhuo Tianyi looked at the "Zen stick" in his hand, "I don't know what you like. Kind, just buy them all.”

"You..." Shen Qinglan felt powerless, "Why bother? I..."

"Make you smile." The answer was straightforward and confident.

The author has something to say: After being unwilling, Mr. Zhuo saw Shen Mi's loneliness again, but Shen Mi didn't want him to intervene, and a new round of psychological warfare started.

Why even the word jade will be framed, so sweaty...