The corners of Wen Qing's lips curled slightly, in fact, she guessed it, but when she heard this answer, it was still inexplicably happy.

She raised her head, her delicate face as pure as a body in the dim glow of the oil-paper umbrella, and a bright white and delicate hand gently covered the side of his face.

Wang Zhuangyuan's body stiffened, and doubts surged on his face.

"You ......"

"Come with me."

Wen Qing interrupted him, changed the hand holding the oil-paper umbrella, and slowly and firmly grabbed his hand.

Wang Zhuangyuan was pulled forward by her, and his footsteps quickly followed, but he himself couldn't understand it. "Where are we going?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips and smiled, "It's raining a lot, I'm not worried about letting you go back alone, you go to work with me, and we'll go back together in the evening." ”

Wang Zhuangyuan nodded blankly, and Wen Qing was a stumbling foot again. She had never walked on a dirt road in the countryside, and she didn't have any tricks up her sleeves, but she stepped on the air step by step, and even her trouser legs were covered with mud and dust, and she looked quite hideous.

Wen Qing is still an adaptable person, not to mention that he can ride a luxury car in modern times, but he also has an 80,000 Chevrolet to drive. She has always lived in a big city and has never been to the countryside at all.

Life here is clean, but it's so poor that people feel anxious. Wen Qing's ability to control her temperament has changed a lot, but she really doesn't have a good impression of this dirt road, so she asked Wen Sheng to collect some stones and spread them at the door of her house, even if it is of little use, but it can make people feel more comfortable to look at.

"Wait." Wang Zhuangyuan suddenly took Wen Qing's hand, and then lowered his body.

Wen Qing lowered the eaves of the umbrella appropriately, trying his best to make the umbrella cover the top of his head and body.

She asked softly, "What's wrong?" Loose laces? ”

Then Wen Qing found that the shoes they were wearing had no laces, but the soft-faced cloth shoes were wet without resistance under the impact of the rain, which made people quite painful.

Wang Zhuangyuan squatted down and looked up at her, "Come up." ”

Wen Qing raised her eyebrows, a little incredulous, "You want to carry me?" ”

He nodded, the mud on his hands had already dried, and he rubbed it, and soon it fell clean. He reached behind his back, ready to carry her.

Wen Qing was silent for two seconds, bent down to hug his neck, and tried his best to maintain the balance of the umbrella with one hand.

A pair of large warm hands wrapped around him. Passing under her knees, he didn't hold her legs, but grabbed his own belt, and could barely carry her on his back. Wen Qing remembered a show she had watched, when the male star wanted to carry the female star, he did not hold her leg to take advantage, but put his hands in front of him and grabbed his clothes, which not only prevented the female star from falling, but also achieved the effect of the show.

The corners of Wen Qing's lips curled, and he said in his ear: "Wang Shuyan, thank you." ”

In fact, it's better to call his name, looking at his red earlobes, Wen Qing's mood soared.

The rain never stopped, and when the city gate was in front of him, Wen Qing asked Wang Zhuangyuan to let him down. "Let's go to the West Market to buy some meat first, and when the meat is sold out, we won't have anything to eat in the evening."

Wang Zhuangyuan sighed, and immediately walked forward quickly, amused Wen Qing with his anxious appearance. She tugged at his clothes and said with a smile: "Don't hurry, walk slowly, the ground is slippery." ”

Wang Zhuangyuan looked at her in a daze, and Wen Qing also looked at him, from handsome and elegant eyebrows and eyes to red and thin lips, and his tall and slender figure completely blocked Wen Qing's sight. He followed her example and curled the corners of her lips slightly, and there was a small dimple, which looked very cute.

Wen Qing carefully wiped the water on his hands, touched his dimples, and smiled with a slight tremor in his shoulders.

Because it was still early, the two walked without hurry, Wen Qing went to the West Market for a while, the meat on the street was mixed, if you were not an expert, it was really difficult to see whether this meat was good or bad. The world is declining, people's hearts are not ancient, and in order to make money, these people choose to let their conscience be extinguished.

Wen Qing saw a piece of meat and bargained with the butcher mercilessly.

It can be seen that the butcher is about to fight with Wen Qing, at such a low price, why don't you go and rob the money bank?

However, there was a tall man standing beside Wen Qing. He held an oil-paper umbrella, most of which covered Wen Qing's figure, and his soaked clothes added to the shadows. There were ups and downs on the green silk, but he only looked at Wen Qing, and his face was as warm as spring.

The butcher and Wen Qing argued until the end and got tired, "Fifty copper plates, don't do it for nothing, do you sell it or not?" ”

The butcher confessed, skillfully wrapped the meat for her, and said while handing out the stall: "You little lady is also good at bargaining, if it weren't for today's old man, my business is not good, I really won't sell it to you." ”

Wen Qing took the oil paper, protected it in his arms, and replied when he heard the words: "Look at what you said, the meat on the street is much worse than what your family sells, and the price is higher than your family, and everyone can sell it, why do you have a bad business here?" ”

The butcher sighed, "It's raining today, and it looks like there will be rain tomorrow." A lot of people won't come in when they go around the street, so where can they see my things? ”

"The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys. The way is to rely on people to think, think about it, I am waiting for the day when you become famous. ”

The butcher was amused, and that was true. The girl obviously came to smash the field, but he didn't feel at a loss, he could only blame her for having a clever mouth and speaking beautifully.

"Little lady, if you can think of a way for me, I will send you free fine pork every day."

This is a half-truth, Wen Qing just listened to it as a joke, she was about to go back, and when she left, she also dialed him as if it was true or false.

"What is in front of people's eyes is the most convenient, but there are always people who will go the extra mile for something better."

The butcher pondered for a long time, and although he didn't quite understand, he faintly had some thoughts. Looking at the man and woman who left in front of him, he laughed loudly and shouted to Wen Qing: "Little lady, in three days, Daqing, there is fresh pork to obtain, will you come?" ”

"Come on." A light word, blown by the wind.

The stall owner next door also heard what the butcher and Wen Qing said, of course he didn't have a good feeling in his heart, but he opened his mouth curiously: "Lao Zheng, what are you laughing at?" ”

"What does it matter to you that I'm laughing?"

Butcher Zheng continued to ponder the idea, and as soon as the hearts of the people were relaxed, luck came unexpectedly. Soon, Zheng Butcher sold out of meat, and he was the first to close the stall in this batch of butchers.

The person next door was very jealous, "Lao Zheng, how can you do business today?" Usually we collect stalls together, you go first, it's not enough brothers. ”

Zheng butcher said: "My mother is pregnant, I'm afraid she is a big fat boy, I have to go back to help my mother take care of it, so I won't accompany her." ”

"Lao Zheng, don't talk so much, what if it's a girl again?"

"I'll raise the girl, too! Besides, isn't the girl good? Whose girl has my water spirit? ”

The other party didn't say anything, and Butcher Zheng took the things and walked in the small alley.

The other party snorted coldly: "Women are all money-losers, if they don't have a son, I'd rather not have this mother-in-law." ”

"What's more, no matter how smart the girl is, isn't she going to be played by a man? Oh, Lao Zheng, this fool. ”

Butcher Zheng didn't hear that. It's just that no matter how vicious other people's words are, it has nothing to do with him, he lives his life, and no one provokes him.

said that Wen Qing arrived in front of the dyeing workshop, and when the two guards saw her, they hurriedly lowered their heads and pretended not to know to hide themselves. "Good stewardship!" Say hello or fight.

Wen Qing replied seriously: "Good morning." ”

"Good morning, Steward...... What is a good one? ”

There were also two doormen, they didn't know about Wen Qing and the other two, and they asked more as if they could climb to a flattering question.

Wen Qing said: "Good morning, it means to wish you all a good day." ”

But no, the plan of the day lies in the morning, and when the morning is good, if the day is not smooth, at least it is not far off.

The two guards smiled, and their eyes involuntarily slid to Wang Zhuangyuan, who was collecting the umbrella. Wen Qing pulled him and guided him to follow him, "I'll talk to Steward Zhang and arrange a place for you to rest." ”

Wang Zhuangyuan lowered his gaze and followed her very obediently in, without looking anywhere, which made the four guards interested in discussing.

"What do you think, what does that man look like?"

"It's quite manly, and his appearance is first-class, I'm afraid that the young master will have to be equal to him."

"Why do I think his gaze is a little frozen? Seems to be an honest man? ”

"Who knows?"

The four of them stood in their respective positions, with no expression on their faces, and at first glance they looked like they were standing guard honestly, but they could hear the words they sometimes passed on as they approached.

"Steward Chen is here!"

They stood more straight, with a posture that whoever dared to come to the door and smash the field, they would smash whomever they wanted. Soon, Chen He approached.

"Steward Chen, good morning!"

Chen He looked at the last sentence, "What do you mean?" ”

One person replied: "Steward Fang Cai Wen went in, she said good morning to us, and told us that it was a blessing for us to have a good day, we thought that Steward Chen had been busy with too many things recently, and we looked at Steward Chen to be fine all day." ”

Chen He hid the surprise in his eyes, and said lightly: "Do your business, this month is especially vigilant, the young master will be here in a few days, don't let the young master see your bad appearance, otherwise the wages of the entire dyeing workshop will be deducted a grade." ”

The four of them straightened their backs and replied in unison: "Yes!" ”

Chen He shook off the water droplets on his robe, held the handle of the oil-paper umbrella with his right hand, and Shi Shiran stepped into the threshold.

When he came to the study, he heard the sound of Wen Qing and Chen Rong talking, Chen He's footsteps paused slightly, and he turned around and pushed the door open.

"What's the matter with you?"

Zhang Rongzheng and Wen Qing said that there are rules in the dyeing workshop that outsiders are not allowed to enter. At first, the guards were worried that Wen Qing might bring in workers, so they didn't stop it in time. But Zhang Rong knew that Wang Zhuangyuan was not from the dyeing workshop, and was talking to Wen Qing to ask the chief steward what he meant, so Chen He pushed the door in.

At a glance, he saw the man standing beside Wen Qing.

Dressed in black, although it is a coarse cloth short coat, but the outstanding and handsome temperament jumps out. Chen He's eyes narrowed, and he walked over quietly, and asked, "Who is he?" ”

"My fiancé."

Wen Qing had already changed a pair of shoes, she was wearing a gray robe outside, and her black hair was like a cloud, but she was only tied up at will, and her calm and gentle eyes were extremely powerful.

Chen He paused for a long time, and said with a rare smile: "Since it is a family member, then go to the back hall to rest." His clothes are also wet, so if you don't mind, I will borrow a set of old clothes for him to change into, so as to save him the cold. ”

Wen Qing was about to nod, but Zhang Rong hurriedly said: "Don't bother Manager Chen, I have a new set of clothes here, which was originally intended to be given to my husband, why don't I give it to you, Wen Qing, what do you think?" ”

Both of them looked at Wen Qing, waiting for her answer.

Wen Qing knew that Zhang Rong wanted to win her over, and although Chen He's meaning was unclear, he had a lot of power in his hands, so there was no need to win her over.

Who is sincere and who is false?

She didn't know.