The carriage stopped in front of the porcelain shop in Congshan. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Yuelou got off the carriage and saw the four big characters on the door: Siyue porcelain. With a glint in her eyes, she walked into the china shop.

A pure Chinese porcelain shop with simple and heavy counters, carved porcelain shelves, beautifully textured wooden floors and rich sandalwood. Yuelou secretly admired Congshan's taste.

"Huh, what is this?" Hongxing pulled Yuelou to the counter and effortlessly picked up the iron ornament the length of the man's arm.

"You can't take this one casually." The guy frowned and smiled bitterly.

"Cut! I'm not unfamiliar with this!" she tossed the ornament on the counter. Yuelou looked at Hongxing and smiled silently.

"What is it?"

"I got this from France. He looked up at the ceiling and thought for a moment, then suddenly pointed to the moon tower and said, "By the way, it's called the Eiffel Tower!"

"What is the Eiffel Tower! It's called the Eiffel Tower!" a round-faced girl who was wiping a porcelain stand looked back and smiled.

Yuelou couldn't help but smile when she looked at the shopkeeper's blushing face. She turned around and glanced at the porcelain in the shop, admiring Satoyama's taste. Porcelain comes in different shapes and serves different purposes. The themes and colors of the pictures on the bottle are also varied, satisfying the preferences of different people. From the pen holder for putting brushes to the large porcelain for planting bamboo, from the streets of European towns to the old women and children on the river during the Qingming Festival.

"Why are you here in such a heavy rain!" Satoyama took off his hat and walked over.

Yuelou was imagining what kind of person Congshan was. She was startled by the sudden sound.

"I'm here to see porcelain. I want to put more flowers in the room." Yuelou smiled and looked directly into Congshan's eyes.

"Oh. Let's go upstairs first! It's too cold in the store. ”

The layout in the Satoshi Mountain House is completely different from the shop. Step into the living room and you'll hear the elegant and serene Chopin nocturnes on the record player, and you'll be drawn to the TV on the table. There are also some items that can also be seen in the difference of the owner. For example, the fish tank and piano by the window, the dreamcatcher and movie posters on the wall.

"This place and the old man's house are simply two worlds!" Hong Xing was surprised: "I have only seen such a house in a movie, but I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes!" She actually cheered like a child.

Yuelou does appreciate the elegance of Congshan, but she hates Western things. She couldn't tell why. Sometimes she felt that it might be an instinctive disgust. She did not show the slightest disgust, but sat down on the sofa elegantly and quietly.

"So you are such a romantic person!" The piano moaned under the fingers of the red apricot: "You are the person I have ever met who is most compatible with my young lady." Our young lady knows all kinds of things, and she is no worse than you! She can play the pipa, raise flowers, write beautiful calligraphy, and cook good dishes. The most important thing is that she is very caring and gentle. ”

Congshan looked at Yuelou, whose face was blushing into roses, and a wave of heat surged in his heart: "Caring, gentle, and elegant women are what all men like." What a man needs is a woman who can take care of herself and take care of the family." Then he changed his head: "Actually, I also like traditional things very much." He pointed to the flower arrangement next to the TV and said, "I inserted the peony in that color bottle." ”

Yuelou looked at the color bottle. When she saw the flowers, she felt an incomparable sense of beauty and a deep sense of zen. Unconsciously she walked over to the flower arrangement and looked at it quietly for a long time.

"Surely you've read a lot of books on Taoism and Zen Buddhism, right?"

"Hmm. I strongly identify with Taoism and Zen Buddhism." Congshan saw that Yuelou liked straightforward people, so he didn't have the slightest modesty.

"I also like them very much." Yuelou's eyes seemed to be looking at Congshan, and seemed to be looking at some unknown virtual realm: "Especially every time I read the Diamond Sutra and the Altar Sutra, I always feel that the soul seems to have become nothing, and the whole person wanders in eternal tranquility. ”

"You two just get married! Hongxing shouted towards Yuelou and Congshan.

Yuelou brushed the ground and even his neck was red. Congshan was also a little embarrassed. He looked at Yuelou and felt that she was even more cute: "Don't you want to see porcelain? ”

The porcelain shop is still sparsely populated. Satoyama pointed to a vase and said, "How do you feel about this?"

The bottle is glazed on a white background. A woman in a red cheongsam with her hair in a bun stands under a street lamp. In front of her was the endless light blue sea, and behind her was a long street full of traffic. The cars on the street, the clothes of the pedestrians, and the buildings behind the street are all colorful. Although there are many vehicles and characters, the picture is not cramped at all, but gives people a sense of dynamism. After watching it for a long time, it seems that people have entered the country, and you even want to chat with the woman in red for a while, and then hold hands for an afternoon meal.

"Well, that's it. When the rain stops, you have someone deliver it to my house. ”

"Okay". Congshan was still looking at the porcelain: "Aren't you going to arrange flowers at home? ”

"This. I think this one is more suitable for you. ”

The moon tower looked at the place where Congshan pointed. The mountains in the distance are dripping green, and the nearby is a green field. The river is transparent, and you can even see the yellow carp in the river. Across the river is a small village with plain walls and tiles. There was a man who was drying something in the yard, and another was feeding the chickens. The man with the bucket is chatting with a woman with a child. The whole picture feels quiet and peaceful.

"You've got a good eye. ”

"As long as you like it. ”

"Then you pick a few more for me. I'll see if you can guess what style I like." Yuelou pursed her lips and smiled.

"You're stumping me." Satoyama didn't look very confident. Finally, he stopped in front of a porcelain depicting Guanyin. Guanyin looms in the clouds. There's a minotaur chasing a girl on the road.

"You said you like Buddhism. This picture happens to depict Guanyin relieving the world. You definitely like it. ”

"I just look at it when I'm sad, and occasionally I look at it. I don't agree with those teachings of Buddhism. ”

"Then I guessed wrong. ”

"Since you guessed wrong, you will definitely be punished!" Without waiting for Yuelou to speak, Hongxing said: "Invite me and Miss to dinner." I'm going to eat hot pot. ”

Congshan looked at the Moon Tower, waiting for her opinion. Yuelou bowed slightly.

"Shall we go by car?"

"Mademoiselle doesn't like cars. I haven't sat on it a few times. ”

"A car is better than a horse-drawn carriage." Satoyama was puzzled.

"Good or bad, I just don't like it". Yuelou didn't feel strange at all: "I'll take it once today." ”

Congshan helped Yuelou with an umbrella and helped Yuelou into the car.

"Yo! what are you doing!" Hongxing kept smiling at Yuelou's pink face and Congshan's stiff arms. Then he finally screamed.

With the sound of the red apricot, the pedestrians looked at them one after another. There are complex emotions in their eyes, such as jealousy, disdain, envy, anger, etc. But the most is still jealousy. I only heard a skinny and obscene man say: "This man is with the daughter of the richest man." He definitely likes money. ”

"Isn't it? Everybody wants that woman." The woman next to the man said, "I heard that woman is a psychopath. ”

"It's so warm in the car! That broken carriage can freeze people to death. ”

"That is, you should also think about the red apricot. ”

"Brother Cong still knows what I think." Hongxing patted Satoshi on the head. Satoyama wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction.

"I didn't say you had to ride in a carriage with me, if you really like cars that much, I'll get you one. Where you want to go, where the driver will take you. ”

"I'm just talking. How could I leave Miss and ride in the car alone?" Hongxing leaned on Yuelou's arm and said softly.

"I know you don't dare. Don't turn your head and deliberately pretend to be angry. Satoyama looked at the increasingly cute Yuelou in the rearview mirror, and wanted to hold her tightly like a steering wheel.

The hot pot restaurant is full of people and the spicy taste is monstrous. Satoyama covered his nose and coughed.

"Let's eat something else!" Yuelou patted Congshan's back.

"Right here. Since Hongxing likes to eat hot pot, let her eat it. Ahem!" Congshan coughed bitterly.

"It's fine". Hongxing couldn't stand it anymore: "I'll eat hot pot with Miss next time." Let's go eat cold skin. ”

"Is that okay?"

"Yes. Since the red apricot wants to eat, let's go eat it. ”

"You really are. A big man smelled the spicy smell and coughed non-stop. ”

"What I hate the most...... Cough!...... It's chili." Congshan was still coughing. Hearing Congshan's cough, Yuelou was also amused.

As soon as Hongxing entered the Liangpi shop, she roared: "I don't want any lean meat." ”

Seeing such a sturdy woman, the diners sighed to themselves. Although Congshan was surprised, his face was calm: "Can you eat ten meat buns?"

"I ate fifteen at one time. What is ten?" said Hong Xing, sitting beside Yuelou. The oil from the meat bun had already flowed into her sleeve, but she didn't care, and still gobbled it up. Yuelou looked at her eating appearance and shook her head and sighed.

Congshan looked at the moon tower from time to time. She eats slowly and elegantly.

"Maybe that's the case with white peacocks when they eat, right?"

Hongxing really ate all the meat sandwiches. She hiccups while drinking boiling water. A red-faced man couldn't help but say, "it! I can't even eat ten meat buns, this mother-in-law ......."

Before the big man could finish speaking, Hongxing rushed to his side. The man slapped him hard before he even reacted. He stood up abruptly and raised his hand to fan Hongxing's face. The red apricot eye quickly grabbed his hand. The big man can't pull it out. Congshan Yuelou walked over: "You're causing trouble again." ”

"He scolded me first!"

"Do you beat your mother when she scolds you?"

As soon as Hong Xing heard this, she kicked the man's lower abdomen. Yuelou didn't have time to stop it, so the man really took a beating.

The man hugged his lower abdomen and squatted on the ground, burying his head between his legs.

"Are you okay?" Congshan squatted beside the man and asked with concern, "Although she beat you, you have similar personalities, so you can be good friends!"

The man originally thought so. Now that he was poked in the heart, he blushed. He put his hand on his stomach and stood up and looked at the bulging Hongxing: "Your name is Hongxing, can you make a friend?"

Hongxing heard that the man wanted to be friends with him despite the pain and humiliation of being beaten. She hugged the man with emotion. Yuelou watched as Congshan skillfully mediated the battle, casting an admiring gaze. Congshan raised his head slightly and confidently took Yuelou's hand.