Hearing Cui Shusheng whispering, the shopkeeper took out five cents from his pocket with a smirk, gave it to Cui Shusheng's hand, and said hypocritically, "I know you are a genius! I also appreciate you, next time work hard, hehe, let's go!"

Cui Shusheng bitterly took the pitiful five cents, lowered his head, and the afterglow of his eyes would still sweep to the manuscript he had worked so hard to save.

"Don't be too sad! Believe in yourself! When he is inscribed on the gold list, my manuscript will also be worth a thousand words!" Cui Shusheng kept comforting himself in his heart.

Before he walked out of the bookstore, Cui Shusheng saw a scene that made him very unhappy, the shopkeeper actually picked up a book manuscript that was put aside, and used it as straw paper to wipe the dust on his shoes.

Cui Shusheng suddenly became angry, rushed to the shopkeeper, and asked loudly: "It turns out that you treat other people's articles as waste paper! How can this be done! This is the hard work of others!"

The shopkeeper looked indifferent and sneered, "Heart's work, heh! Since it was sold to me, it's mine! I can do whatever I want! You take care of me! Besides, is this thing worthy of painstaking efforts? How can anyone look at these things? It's almost like writing it for ghosts! I'm willing to buy it, it's for you!"

Cui Shu was so angry that it was one Buddha born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and he snatched his article directly from the shopkeeper, hugged it tightly in his arms, stared at the shopkeeper angrily, and said, "Hmph! I thought I met a person who knew the goods, but I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! It's just bullshit! Hmph, I will give you the money back, even if I starve to death, I don't want your money!" After speaking, he threw the five cents directly on the ground, and the crisp sound of copper coins sounded particularly harsh.

Looking at the back of Cui Shusheng leaving angrily, the shopkeeper shook his head helplessly, pulled a piece of paper casually, blew his nose, and scolded, "Really! Reading makes my brain bad!"

In the hidden space, Liu Lingfeng couldn't help but complain when he saw this scene: "The sour scholar is really a sour scholar! People can give you five cents, and they can be regarded as looking up to you!

Wang Xuan on the side couldn't understand why Liu Lingfeng was so resentful of the readers, it seems that this young man was criticized by the teacher at school!

On the other side, Shi'er was walking on the street in despair, and suddenly heard a sound of gongs and drums not far away, Shi'er leaned to the side of the road to look over, only to see a team of red-hot relatives blowing suona, carrying a sedan chair, swaggering from the bazaar lively, on both sides of the team there are many drooping children holding wooden toys in their hands around the sedan chair, from time to time there was a burst of laughter.

Seeing this, Shi'er's heart suddenly chuckled, as if something bad was going to happen, Shi'er carefully observed the team of relatives, and found that a familiar figure stood next to the beautifully decorated sedan chair, which was the younger brother of the delicate woman he had been thinking about for a long time.

Shi'er was shocked, and followed the sedan chair through the street, he could clearly see the woman in the sedan chair that was covered by the red tulle of the sedan chair, and the beautiful woman lowered her head, as if crying quietly.

Shi'er looked at the woman in the sedan chair sadly, her heart sank into the abyss little by little, the woman seemed to notice a gaze staring at herself, she turned her head, a pair of tearful beautiful eyes just met Shi'er's sad gaze, at this time it had come to the end of the market, and the disheartened Shi'er did not plan to follow anymore.

The woman turned sideways, wanting to take a few more looks, Shi'er leaned on the wooden pillar on the side, and watched the sedan chair gradually disappear from her sight, and Shi'er's heart drifted into the distance.

Holding the broken red thread in his hand, Shi'er's heart couldn't calm down for a long time, he snorted, and immediately followed, ran to the entrance of the village, looking at the gradually distant family sending team, Shi'er threw the red thread in his hand to the ground angrily, let out a low roar in his mouth, and then grabbed the hat he deliberately wore on his head and threw it out.

At the moment when Shi'er rushed out, Cui Shusheng happened to see all this in his eyes, he was in a relatively low mood, and when he saw Shi'er's sweetheart being sent away by the sedan chair, his mood was even worse.

"It's the same person who has fallen to the end of the world, why should we have known each other when we meet!" Cui Shusheng sighed quietly.

"Hey! This little Taoist priest is quite miserable! The woman he likes is about to marry someone else in the blink of an eye! Is he still quite infatuated when he looks like that? If you want me to say, there is no fragrant grass at the end of the world, why should you love a flower unrequited? Don't hang yourself on a tree, find a few more to try!" Lao Yan began to show off his life experience again.

Seeing this, Wang Xuan could only silently feel sorry for Shi'er in his heart, he could understand Shi'er's current mood, after all, he had experienced it himself, if it wasn't for the help of this museum system, there would be no intersection between himself and Chen Ying.

As soon as the screen turned, Cui Shusheng and Shi'er had already returned to Wumenju.

Shi'er ran to his attic angrily, took out all the sewing kits that were treasured under his bed, and put the wooden basin on the ground, looking at these colorful things before, he always unconsciously thought of the woman's delicate and shy face in his mind, but today he felt very disgusted, these sewing kits brought him no longer beautiful thoughts, but cruel reality.

"Hey, if you want to live a decent life, you have to have a little green on your head! Love is a light, so green that you panic! I thought these situations were only seen in modern society, but I didn't expect that there were also them! It's so miserable!" Lao Yan continued to taunt his experience.

Shi'er picked up the tub unhappily, and at this moment he needed to vent his dissatisfaction and anger, and these sewing kits were what he used to vent his anger.

The firewood in the kitchen is burning vigorously, Shi'er put the wooden basin next to the firewood, looking at the blazing flames, Shi'er held the sewing kit in his hand with his hand, looked at the beautifully crafted sewing kit in front of him, Shi'er suddenly felt a little unbearable, but when he thought of the scene of the beautiful woman getting married, Shi'er's heart was like being pierced by 10,000 needles, and it was painful.

Shi'er hesitated for a while, but finally decided to burn these things that upset him, at least out of sight and out of mind, right!

Shi'er grabbed a large handful of sewing kits and threw them directly into the stove, Shi'er quietly watched them being devoured by the flames, as if her thoughts were smashed by reality!

Shi'er, who was reminiscing about the past, stared at the sewing kit in the wooden basin in a daze, how did he know that Cui Shusheng also suddenly broke in, bowed his head and sighed as he walked, it seemed that he had also encountered troubles, especially the article he regarded as a treasure in his hand.

Shi'er looked at Cui Shusheng's drooping chest blankly, dazed and at a loss.