It is said to be looking at the lights, but in fact, it is almost looking at people.

There are a lot of people on the street, gathered together, and the voices of people are boiling, but they don't feel that this winter night is cold.

In addition to selling lamps, there are also various stalls on the street, doing all kinds of business and trading.

The juggling stall was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

Wen Yan's mind was not on juggling, and according to Ebon'er's guidance, he found the stall of Yang Jilin's wife and children.

I have to say that at this time, the black cat that can stand on the roof and observe really takes a great advantage.

The Yang family's lamps are sold averagely.

Yang's wife greeted the guests, and her son was still sticking bamboo on the side.

Wen Yan passed by the stall, as if he was afraid that the street would be too lively and Huo Yixiao would not be able to hear, so he raised his business: "Why don't you have a cat's lamp?" ”

Without waiting for Huo Yixiao to answer, Yang's wife stopped Wen Yan: "Lady likes cats? If you don't dislike it, wait a while, and I'll make one for you? ”

Wen Yan pretended to be surprised: "Won't delay your business?" ”

"No," said Yang's wife, "it's good that the lady doesn't dislike our craft." ”

Wen Yan was interested and wanted to make a lamp here, but Huo Yixiao refused to leave.

Yang's wife hurriedly got two pestles and asked someone to sit down.

Wen Yan sat down and said to the son of the Yang family: "If you want a cat to hold a ball, have you ever seen a cat play with a ball?" Holding the ball with both front paws ......"

The Yang family's son's face turned red.

In his early twenties, let alone marrying a daughter-in-law, he had never spoken to a strange woman like this.

Especially, he is still such a good-looking person.

Sitting half a stall away, he seemed to be able to smell the scent of flower dew on her.

The son on the side should be her husband......

He knew that it was inappropriate to look at other people's ladies like this, but his heart was so popping that he was even disobedient to the bamboo strip in his hand.

He hurriedly lowered his head and said, "I've seen it, my craftsmanship is average, and I only make lamps to make some silver money before the Yuan Dynasty......"

Actually, I've never seen it anywhere.

The wild cats in the alley are fierce, and they don't care about people, and they turn to murderers for the sake of stuttering, when have they ever played ball.

But he didn't dare to say it, it only seemed that he was getting more and more clumsy.

Besides, there is also the son, sitting in the dark, with a gloomy face, and he is in a bad mood when he looks at it.

Huo Yixiao glanced at the son of the Yang family twice, and his brows were furrowed.

A living stunned blue.

The little fox couldn't find the north in just a few words.

Where is this little fox pretending, it's simply too leng to watch the show.

I only heard Wen Yan ask again: "How much time does it take to make a lamp?" ”

The son of the Yang family didn't dare to raise his head, for fear of letting people see his burning face: "Two quarters of an hour, no, a quarter of an hour......"

Yang's wife hesitated.

She wanted to advise the guests to go elsewhere, and when they came back, the lights were done.

But she was afraid that the guests would be dazzled by the sight of the guests, and if she saw something she liked in other stalls, she didn't want their lights.

These two looked rich and noble, and they didn't ask the price, which made her embarrassed to ask for silver at this time.

After thinking about it, Yang's wife had no choice but to say: "We don't have any side business, so we will concentrate on being a lady, and I will do it for you soon." ”

Wen Yan responded.

Her mind is already on Yang's wife, and there are still few clues at the moment, she just wants to make up nonsense to drug people to bluff, and she has to have an idea.

Wen Yan went down and said, "Just said that ꓹ only make lamps before going to the Yuan?" ”

Yang's wife was nervous for a while, afraid that her son would talk nonsense and rush to the customer, so she hurriedly said: "It's not Shangyuan, and no one wants to make a lamp, don't worry, the craftsmanship is still passable." ”

"What do you do on weekdays?" Wen Yan asked again.

Yang's wife did not reject Wen Yan's questioning at all.

Lala is homelyꓹ Time flies faster ꓹ and others will never get bored.

Besides, ꓹ Such a good-looking lady ꓹ ꓹ who speaks with a crisp voice Which one doesn't like it?

"Just do some odd jobs," said Yang's wife, "and there are people in the family who are studying, so they need to earn more money......

Wen Yan smiled, and between three words, he touched the situation of the Yang family again.

Yin Lei inquired about it before, and the Yang family was the poorest of the three.

The courtyard house they lived in was just rented.

The main house is the owner's own, the owner's surname is Chu, and he does shipping business, and he travels from the south to the north, and he has been absent from Beijing for a long time.

"The owner came back in the twenty-ninth year of the year, and gave us a little bit of New Year's goods," said Yang's wife, "I set off again two days ago, and I probably won't come back for another three or four months." This owner family is very good, we have lived for so many years, and we also owe him the cheap rent, otherwise, it will be unbearable. ”

"If the house is empty, it will be damaged, and it will be rented out cheaply, not to mention how much money it makes, but the house will be popular," Wen Yan said, "Besides, the scholar family behaves in a good way, so such a tenant is good." I just don't know, before the New Year, why are you in a hurry to do business? The river on the outskirts of Beijing is still freezing at this time, right? ”

Wife Yang smiled and said, "Then I don't know, we won't ask about the things that the owner does." ”

"That's right," Wen Yan bowed, "I just said it was Xiangju Academy, right?" It's very famous, last year's autumn list, I heard that it was several. ”

"Yes," said Yang's wife, "If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have gritted my teeth and insisted on studying here for so many years." Lady, you see, the blanket at the end of the diagonal side, the one under the tree, the one who sells pen and ink, surnamed Qian, his son is going to the autumn list in the middle of the year, and he will also compete next month. ”

Wen Yan glanced at it, it was Father Qian, and she said, "It's also a classmate." ”

"Yes, the one in my family has a very good relationship with his son, he is a classmate, a neighbor, and there is another one, and his family should not be a stall." Yang's wife smiled.

Wen Yan asked, "Is the family better?" ”

Yang's wife's smile became more and more shy.

It's not better, the Wang family is much better than them.

is also fate, the original Wang family is also tight, all the family supports their son, and the family expenses are not as good as the Qian family, which has a shop to rely on.

But the Wang family got a good daughter-in-law.

Originally, with the situation of the Wang family, he couldn't marry a daughter-in-law.

If it is an ordinary, illiterate businesswoman, it is easy to say, but the Wang family is bent on letting Wang Sheng run for the future, how can he let him marry a girl who will not be able to be on the stage in the future?

But if it is a scholarly family, the current Wang Sheng can't afford to marry.

It is also fate, when Wang Shengzhong showed his talents, the old man chose a son-in-law under the list, and he took a fancy to him to have a reputation in the future.

The wife's dowry is not comparable to that of the rich and noble, but among ordinary people, it is really rich.

"The earlier you pass the exam, the sooner you come out." Yang's wife said.

This is what she said in her heart, she was the same back then, her father valued Yang Jilin's future and asked her to marry, but as a result, for more than 20 years, the dowry was spent without a penny, and it has not yet come to an end.

If not......

Yang's wife looked at Wen Yan and then at Huo Yixiao.

This son looks a few years younger than her son, and he has already married such a beautiful and well-behaved daughter-in-law......

"Alright." The son of the Yang family lowered his head and handed over the lantern.

Wen Yan brought it up.

I didn't mean to be in the lamp, so I was naturally not picky, so I took out the copper plate and pulled Huo Yixiao away.

Walking away, Huo Yixiao said in a sullen voice: "Is this what Ebony is playing with balls?" ”

Wen Yan couldn't help laughing and said, "Then Xiao Ye will make me a black ebony playing ball again." ”

Huo Yixiao said "heh": "Twenty Wen? ”

"Where," Wen Yan said, "I don't change my money." ”

Huo Yixiao stared at her.

He is not stunned, and no matter how sweet his mouth is, it is useless.