"What. Water burial? Yue Ning was startled, is this true? Last night she fell asleep alone, vaguely heard a girl crying, she only thought she was too tired, and didn't care, in fact, she had long forgotten about it, but when the store said, she was a little scared, and involuntarily hugged Zi'an's arm, Zi'an touched her head, and whispered comfort: "Don't listen to their sensationalism."

We went to look elsewhere and then we went back. This Caitian Town is not as prosperous as Jiangning Town, the doors and windows of every house are closed, and such a good sun is impervious to the air?

At this time, the sun is in full swing at noon, but walking in the town does not feel a little chilly. The old black-tiled and white-walled Hui style building is mottled by rain, and moss is overgrown all over the corners, and it seems that the downstream is very wet.

The small workshop here is exquisitely crafted, and Zi'an bought a pair of osmanthus hollow silver hairpins for Yuening to insert in the bun.

Jingle bells ringing while walking.

"Miss Xia Yujiao is married, the whole town celebrates, and you can see Miss Yujiao's true face tomorrow" said a pair of young men passing by, the blue-gray Hanfu looked gentle and elegant.

"Zi'an, it will look good if you wear Hanfu",

"Me? I put on the feeling of only a young man, suave and elegant, non-existent"

"Zi'an, in fact, you are also a young man." Yue Ning looked at Zi An affectionately, and Zi An hugged Yue Ning tightly and whispered

"You look like a little wife." Yue Ning blushed and ran away, leaving behind the crisp sound of the hairpin.

The people on the side of the road all looked at the pair and whispered to each other. Blessings, envy, jealousy, everyone's expression is fixed in the hot sun.

"Zi'an, I just heard from them that I can only see Xia Yujiao's true face tomorrow, is this town acting, they are really willing to do it for this reality show. It's quite similar. Yuening deeply felt that these people did not win the Oscar, which was really a condescension.

"I also think it's strange, maybe some of them are cast and crew, and there are also group performances like us who don't know the truth, in order to be more real" Zi'an thinks that this kind of reality show or micro-movie is now also a habitual way to attract people's attention.

"Then let's take a look tomorrow, anyway, we should watch the show, the National Day is a seven-day holiday, and a day late will not prevent us from going to Yancheng to play." Zi'an proposed, and Yue Ning did not object.

The two continued to walk along the main street for a while, and saw the silver money shop, the weaving shop, the rice grain shop, the women's clothing shop, the men's clothing shop, the rouge shop.... Furong Place...... When passing by Furong Fang, a group of girls came up to hug Zi'an

"Xingchen Gongzi, look at Xingchen Gongzi...... The clothes he wears are so strange..."Zi'an looked around, there was no son,

"Trouble let" Yuening doesn't like the noise of the crowd,

"Yo, who is this, Xingchen Gongzi, you are going to get married, which young lady is this, come to this place of fireworks, you are not afraid of Xia Yujiao being angry."

A bewitching and very unearthly woman walked over to Zi'an step by step and said,

"You? Talk to me again? Zi'an was confused.

"Hmph, sure enough, men are the same, and they are lucky" She looked cold and arrogant, glanced at Zi'an, and walked away on her own.

All that is left is the rich scent of gardenias.

"Star Child, don't mind Gardenia, she's this virtue," a group of girls complimented.

"You have recognized the wrong person, please let me go." Zi An pulled Yue Ling and left directly. The discussion that followed was fluctuating.

When the two of them reached the last room, they saw a large open space, where a man commanded a group of people to plant trees.

"Zi'an, do you think that man looks very much like .......",

"I'll go, that dude is my lost twin brother?" The two were speechless, and walked over, only to find that they just thought a little bit about their appearance, and the man was not as handsome as Zi'an, but he was not vulgar if he was more elegant.

"Brother, further along, is there anything interesting?" Zi'an asked the man,

"No, I'm going out of the town when I go, the front is the underworld, the son doesn't seem to be from this town, don't go ahead, it's not early, go back and find a place to rest." Just say it.

"Hello sir, what kind of tree did you plant here?" Yue Ling looked at the busy people,

"Oh, we are planting osmanthus trees, this young lady, I am not a teacher of teaching, Xiaosheng Mercury Xingchen, tomorrow I will marry the auspicious saint Xia Yujiao here as his wife, if the two of you don't give up, don't leave tomorrow, you can come and drink a glass of osmanthus wine." The man said sincerely and generously.

"Mercury Xingchen, sure enough, a talent, just now the old man who rocked the boat told us a legend, saying that Xia Yujiao was born like a fairy, and you are familiar at first sight. Are you filming a reality show through your marriage? Yueling asked.

"Xiao Sheng doesn't understand what the reality show in the mouth of the young lady is, and I am ashamed of whether my wife who has not passed through the door has a fairy-like appearance, and I really only heard that she has been wearing a veil since she was ten years old, and no one has seen her true face. When I was a child, she was a complete beauty, and I didn't necessarily grow up, I admired her talent, even if she wasn't good-looking, I didn't mind."

While speaking, someone shouted: "Shui Gongzi, the trees have been planted, and the osmanthus mansion where you will get married tomorrow is also decorated" With the man's voice, Yue Ling and Zi'an looked at the situation, and sure enough, there was an attic in the shadow, which was extremely similar to the previous osmanthus forest, but the color was bright, and the blue and silver became a sharp contrast with the osmanthus forest.

A gust of wind, the fragrance of osmanthus swept in, Yue Ling and Zi'an were confused, such a comfortable taste coupled with the warm autumn sun, I really want to sleep here.