Zhuang Zhou saw that Zhao Yun had been following him, he couldn't help frowning, put down the notebook in his hand and looked at Zhao Yun.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, if you are fine, go around, don't hinder me from doing things."

Zhuang Zhou said, then picked up the ledger again and looked at the fabric of the counter machine.

Zhao Yun couldn't help but wonder when he saw that Zhuang Zhou's nose was not a nose and a face. Zhao Yun wrapped his hands around Xiong, and his eyes stared straight at Zhuang Zhou.

"Shopkeeper Zhuang, I think you've been very strange lately. What's wrong, is something really going on? Tell me about it......"

Zhao Yun couldn't help but be angry when he saw Zhuang Zhou, who looked like a stuffy gourd, and raised his hand to pull Zhuang Zhou's sleeve.

"It's fine!" Zhuang Zhou pulled his sleeve out of Zhao Yun's hand, and then walked to the side, "If there is anything you can do, hurry up and get to work." ”

Zhao Yun looked at Zhuang Zhouai's ignorance and frowned.

"There's got to be something ...... here"

"Shopkeeper Zhao...... Shopkeeper Zhao......"

Zhao Yun vaguely heard someone calling her, and couldn't help but go along with the voice, only to see Xiaowen beckoning. Seeing this, Zhao Yun glanced at Zhuang Zhou, and then walked towards Xiaowen.

In the yard.

Zhao Yun saw a mysterious Xiaowen, and raised his eyebrows, "Xiaowen, if you don't go to work, what are you looking for me to do?" ”

Xiaowen looked behind Zhao Yun, and after confirming that there was no one, he whispered: "Shopkeeper Zhao, let me tell you something......

"What's so mysterious?" Zhao Yun glanced at Xiaowen, as if he was a thief.

Xiaowen made a 'silence' action, "Shopkeeper Zhao is quiet, it's about the young master and the young grandmother." ”

"Young Master?" Zhao Yun suddenly became interested and looked at Xiaowen, "What do you know?" Say it. ”

Xiaowen raised his head and looked around, and after repeatedly confirming that there was no one, he whispered: "I also heard about it, I heard that the young master suspects that the child in the young grandmother's belly is not his......"

"Nonsense!" Zhao Yun exclaimed: "Who else could it be if it wasn't his?!"

Zhao Yun frowned, as if he was angry, "Why is this young master thinking all day long, no, I'm going to talk about him!" ”

"Shopkeeper Zhao, shopkeeper Zhao!"

Xiaowen hurriedly grabbed Zhao Yun, who was leaving, "Shopkeeper Zhao, don't be impulsive, listen to me after I finish speaking." ”

Zhao Yun was pulled by Xiaowen and couldn't leave, so he could only stop and look at Xiaowen, "Say, tell me everything you know!" ”

Zhao Yun pulled his sleeve out of Xiaowen's hand, straightened his clothes, and looked displeased.

If she can't say that she is ugly, she has to talk about the young master well!

Suspecting what's wrong, even suspecting the young grandmother, and doubting whether the child in the young grandmother's belly is his flesh and blood, it's really a joke to say!

"Actually, the young master's suspicion is not groundless." Xiaowen looked at Zhao Yun with an angry face, and suddenly realized what a stupid thing it was for him to talk too much.

"What do you mean by that?" Zhao Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was very serious.

Xiaowen swallowed his saliva, and could only bite the bullet and say: "Actually, these days, these words have been spread all over, not only in our family, but also outside people know about it, and they are also guessing ......"

The more Zhao Yun listened, the more confused he became, looking at Xiaowen, and losing his patience, "What the hell is going on?" Can you pick and choose the main points! ”

"Focus...... Key ......" Xiao Wen hesitated, and finally gritted his heart and said: "The point is that in the few days when the young grandmother was robbed by Wen San, no one knew what happened!"

Zhao Yun only felt a 'buzz' in his head, and suddenly his brain went blank.

"Wen San ......"

Zhao Yun frowned, looking at Xiaowen's appearance, not like he was lying.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, when this matter first spread, the young master believed the young grandmother. It's just that these words were heard by the master, and the young master was forced by the master to swear in the ancestral hall that he must find out this matter, so the young master will be so worried and depressed every day......"

Xiaowen lowered his head and said stupidly: "Actually, I think the young master still believes in the young grandmother in his heart, and still cares about the young grandmother, otherwise he wouldn't be so depressed."

Zhao Yun only felt that his mind was very messy, and walked to the stone table and sat down.

She had always been in the embroidery room, so she didn't know what was going on outside, and she didn't care about it on weekdays.

Unexpectedly, such a big thing happened.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, don't say that I said it, I beg you......"

Xiaowen folded his hands and pleaded, he can't wait to slap himself now, it's okay to have more mouths!

"Shopkeeper Zhao, I'm going to get busy first, you must keep it secret for me......"

Xiaowen saw Zhao Yun with a stunned face, and quickly ran away.

Zhao Yun sat on the stone bench, his eyebrows furrowed, "How is this possible?" How is this possible......"

——

When Chiba Keiko walked into the cloth village, the first thing she saw was Ye Jingsheng standing behind the counter. Looking at Ye Jingsheng's stunned appearance, Chiba Keiko's eyes were slightly downcast, and she saw that Ye Jingsheng was distracted and absent-minded.

"Keiko-san, why are you here?"

When Zhuang Zhou saw the comer, he stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Uncle Zhuang." Chiba Keiko said politely, "Uncle Ye wants to eat shortbread, so I came out to buy some for him, and when I passed by here, I came in to have a look." ”

Keiko Chiba raised the pastry wrapped in yellow paper in her hand and smiled.

"I see, Miss Keiko, you can look at it at will. I still have something to ......," Zhuang Zhou pointed to the thick book in his hand.

"Uncle Zhuang, you're busy, don't worry about me." Chiba Keiko replied with her head bowed.

"Hey......"

Zhuang Zhou laughed dryly, and then walked towards the counter with the book in his hand, but his eyes were intentionally or unintentionally aimed at Chiba Keiko behind him, only to see Chiba Keiko walking straight towards the young master at the counter.

Zhuang Zhou's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, holding the book in his hand, but he was in no mood to reconcile.

Chiba Keiko walked to the counter, looked at Ye Jingsheng who was standing in the counter with an absent-minded appearance, and couldn't help but stretch out her hand and shake it in front of Ye Jingsheng's eyes.

"Jingsheng!"

"Huh?!" Ye Jingsheng came back to his senses and looked at Chiba Keiko in front of him, and was a little stunned for a while.

"Keiko? Why are you here? ”

"Uncle Ye wants to eat shortbread, I'll buy some, and I'll come in and have a look when I pass by here." Chiba Keiko put the shortbread in her hand on the counter and looked around, the cloth village was not deserted, but it was not lively, and a few people in twos and threes were picking out a room of fabrics.

"It's been hard for you to take care of my dad for a while." Ye Jingsheng looked at the shortbread placed on the counter, and looked at Chiba Keiko's eyes with apology and gratitude.

"Jing Shengjun, don't say that. If it weren't for Uncle Ye, I wouldn't be able to stay. Actually, Uncle Ye is a very good person, but he likes to take any words of concern to heart, don't look at him on the surface, in fact, he still cares about you very much in his heart. ”

Chiba Keiko said with relief: "So, Jing Shengjun, Uncle Ye is like that, he is actually a disguised concern for you, don't you misunderstand him, okay?"

Ye Jingsheng looked at Chiba Keiko, the woman's cautious appearance made him feel inexplicable emotions in his heart, the corners of his mouth were slightly pulled, and his smile was a little bitter.

"Well, don't worry, he's my father, so naturally I won't blame him."

When Chiba Keiko heard this, she suddenly smiled embarrassedly, "Jing Shengjun, am I talking too much?" Uncle Ye is your father, how could he not know about his person, Jing Shengjun? ”

"Nope."

Ye Jingsheng saw Chiba Keiko's embarrassed appearance, and hurriedly explained: "Actually, I really don't know much about my father's personality. I didn't get along with him well when I was a child, and when I grew up a little, I went out, and when I came back, it was just a vague impression. Speaking of which, neither he nor I have ever sat down and had a good chat......"

Ye Jingsheng sighed, very melancholy.

Chiba Keiko looked at Ye Jingsheng's sad appearance, and couldn't help but reach out and hold Ye Jingsheng's hand.

The curtain of the side door was lifted, and as soon as Zhao Yun raised his eyes, he saw people standing on both sides of the counter, and his eyes fell on the two overlapping hands. Zhao Yun frowned, glanced at Ye Jingsheng and Chiba Keiko, and put down the curtain in his hand indignantly.

"What else did you say about the young grandmother who failed him, look at this situation, it is clear that he has failed the young grandmother!"

Zhao Yun frowned and walked in the direction of the embroidery room unhappily.

In the store.

Chiba Keiko gently held Ye Jingsheng's hand and said with relief: "Jingshengjun, it's okay, the rest of my life is still very long, and we can still slowly understand ...... now."

Ye Jingsheng looked at Chiba Keiko holding his hand, his eyes softened, he raised his head and smiled at Chiba Keiko, "Hmm." ”

Zhuang Zhou stood aside, saw the two of them behaving intimately, couldn't help but close the book in his hand, coughed dryly, and walked towards the counter.

"Young master, these fabrics have been checked, you can take a look."

Hearing this, Ye Jingsheng subconsciously withdrew his hand and looked at Zhuang Zhou with some embarrassment.

Seeing this, Chiba Keiko's eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, and she withdrew her hand unhurriedly, thinking secretly in her heart.

"Once upon a time, you said to me, Hand in hand with the son, grow old.

Today, you are so eager to let go of my hand because of a word from someone else.

Ye Jingsheng, you have lost me after all, too deeply! ”

Zhuang Zhou walked over, bowed slightly towards Chiba Keiko, and handed the book in his hand to Ye Jingsheng.

"Young master, the fabric is here these days, take a look, tell me if there is any problem."

"Oh, okay, Uncle Zhuang." Ye Jingsheng responded, so he reached out to pick it up, but saw that the book obviously shrank back, and then fell heavily on the counter, making a muffled sound.

Ye Jingsheng looked up at Zhuang Zhou in amazement.

Zhuang Zhou tugged at the corners of his mouth, smiling detachedly, "Young master, look slowly, I still have something to do, so I'll go and get busy first." ”

Without waiting for Ye Jingsheng to respond, Zhuang Zhou turned around and opened the side door curtain and walked in.

Seeing Zhuang Zhou's figure leaving, Ye Jingsheng's eyes lowered, looking at the thick book in front of him, his heart was sullen, and he couldn't say uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Keiko Chiba picked up the shortbread on the counter, "Jing Shengjun, I won't bother you." You're busy, so I'll go back first. ”

"Hey," Ye Jingsheng saw that Chiba Keiko was leaving, and subconsciously shouted, "Keiko." ”

Chiba Keiko paused, turned to look at Ye Jingsheng, and smiled, "Jingshengjun, is there anything else?" ”

Ye Jingsheng walked out of the counter, looking at Chiba Keiko's appearance, it was difficult to speak for a while.

"I want to ask......" Ye Jingsheng frowned, and after a few entanglements, he said stupidly, "Su Wan she...... Does she have ......?"

Seeing Ye Jingsheng's hesitation and difficulty in speaking, Chiba Keiko's eyes sank slightly, and then she looked ashamed, "Jingshengjun, I'm sorry, I can't do anything, the young grandmother refuses to say, I really can't do it, I'm sorry......"

Ye Jingsheng was stunned and shook his head, "No, it's not your fault. Keiko, you don't have to blame yourself so much. ”