However, reality often collides with imagination.

I saw that the rough-looking man scratched his head with a naïve face, and waved his hands again and again at a loss: "Don't dare, don't dare, I... I... I just wanted to go in and have a look. ”

On the contrary, the petite man on the side still had a serious handsome face, his eyes lowered, and he bowed his hand respectfully towards the two: "Please make it convenient." ”

The voice is neutral, slightly hoarse, and not good.

As if feeling Su San's gaze, the petite man lowered his head slightly.

Su San only thought he was shy, retracted his gaze a little embarrassed, and stood behind Qian Zhao obediently.

puffed out his mouth, attached himself to Qian Zhao's side, and whispered, "I don't know them..."

Although he was already holding his throat, the few people around him were not far away, and they could hear it.

Qian Zhao raised his eyebrows, and replied in the same low voice: "I have already seen it!" ”

Su San stood up straight with a devastated look, pouted and stopped talking, and looked at the back of Qian Zhao's head with wide eyes.

After staring at it for a few seconds, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and finally I let out a proud "hum" and strode into the house with my sleeves waved.

The rugged man looked at Su San and then at Qian Zhao, and he also snorted arrogantly, glared at Qian Zhao, and followed into the door.

Qian Zhao touched his nose in a sneer: "Inexplicable! ”

He looked at the petite man again: "This son..."

Just before he could finish speaking, the petite man also "hummed" and flicked his sleeves into the door.

Leave the money trick alone in the wind...

What's wrong with this one or two, it's amazing!

"Hmph"

...

The Liu family's house is not very large, and the building structure is relatively simple.

In the middle is a small pool, in which small fish keep jumping out of the water, playing with each other.

At the back of the pool, there stood a line of people, dressed in the clothes of the yacha, neatly gathered in front of a door.

Su San took a few steps forward, stood behind the yacha, and tiptoed to see what was going on inside.

"I can't see it, there's a screen at the door!"

Su Sanyi turned around, it was the rugged man, he was also pointing his foot probe, looking for all directions, trying to see the situation inside.

Su San ignored him, turned his head and gave up the high place, and began to look for a gap between the yacha.

"It's true that I can't see it, but Shopkeeper Liu is quite willing to buy such a big screen."

Su San turned his head again, it was the petite man, he was just like Su San, looking for a gap in a group of yacha.

Frowning, a little puzzled, why did she let these people in casually, she said she didn't know them.

Turning back with some suspicion, Qian Zhaozheng walked towards this side.

Su San gave him a look, who would have thought that Qian Zhao would ignore her directly, walked straight forward, stood behind the yacha, and coughed lightly.

"Ahem"

The yacha automatically parted to the sides, bowed his head respectfully, and shouted in unison: "My lord! ”

Qian Zhao hooked the corner of his mouth, glanced at Su San, and stepped into the door with his head held high.

A group of officials dutifully followed, seeing that the door was about to be blocked again.

A woman with a spatula in her hand was about to break in in a trance, but when the yacha saw this, she quickly turned around and stopped the woman.

The woman couldn't break free, so she had to stretch her neck, look inside, and keep muttering: "Yue'e, my mother made your favorite osmanthus cake..."

"And the chicken you've been thinking about, my mother has stewed it for you..."

"Auntie, you can't go in now, Chen Yanzuo hasn't come yet..."

"You're going to ruin the scene."

They pushed each other, and the three of Su took advantage of their gap to rush in.

The same petite man also followed Su San in,

The group of yacha saw the two outsiders rushing in, and they didn't push anymore, but just grabbed the woman, and they were silent, raised their heads, and looked at Qian Zhao's back in shock.

Seeing that Qian Zhao didn't say anything, as if he didn't know, he seemed to acquiesce.

Yacha exhaled relaxedly, but he still deliberately stopped the rugged man outside.

One person can be said to have not stopped, if a series of three has not been stopped, then it doesn't seem that they are too incompetent.

Rough men can't, and they can only stare at it.

Running through the yacha to the door, Su San saw the screen in the petite man's mouth clearly.

The big screen is painted with green mountains and green waters, folded at right angles to the door, even if the door is as wide as it is now, the outside is not visible at all.

Passing through the screen, you will see a light in front of you, and the interior decoration is very classical and very simple.

Two pear blossom wooden chairs, a wooden table, and a fine wooden bookcase, which are full of scrolls and books.

A ray of sunlight shines through the wooden window, shining on the wooden table in front of the window, the top is clean and tidy, on the half-roll of rice paper is an unfinished work, on the left is an unused ink inkstone, and an empty pen holder.

There was also a pot of withered flowers on the table, and next to the pot stood an unfinished needlework, which looked like peach blossoms.

The interior decoration looks like a woman's boudoir, and it also exudes a faint fragrance, like sandalwood, and like peach...

The whole house was quiet...

Qian Zhao, who came in first, was gone, and there were only Su San and the petite man who followed closely in the huge room.

Su San looked around.

I found that there was a gap on the side of the bookcase, which seemed to be shining, and I really couldn't see it if I didn't pay attention to it.

She stepped forward slowly, only to realize that it was not a small door at all, but she could see everything inside just standing in the doorway.

The small door was just a visual dislocation, it was on the wall all the time, and it was a small window made to resemble a door. If you don't get close here, most people won't find it.

Standing at the door, the first thing I saw was Qian Feng, a noble purple robe, standing in front of the dresser, holding a folding fan behind his back.

He turned his head sideways to look at the door, and it didn't seem surprised to see Su San standing here.

Su San smiled slightly, never thinking that he was very faceless and turned his head.

Su San looked at Qian Feng's side face, stuck out his tongue, and looked inside the room.

The inner room is much smaller than the outside, and the décor is simpler, with only a carved wood bed and a dressing table.

There were three people in the room, and a middle-aged man sat on a wooden bench in front of the dresser.

His back was hunched, his expression was in a trance, and he looked at the direction of the solid wood carved bed with tears in his eyes.

The carved bed is surrounded by a pink gauze tent, adding a touch of mystery to the owner.

Qian Zhao was standing next to the solid wood carved bed, his eyes skimmed over Su San, and looked at the petite man behind her.

His gaze lingered for only a few seconds before he retracted it.

"Don't move, this is my Yue'e's favorite osmanthus cake!"

"My Yue'e is a full snack, usually these things are already halfway down before they come out of the pot..."

"And she's a little lazy pig, she will never get up if she doesn't sleep until three poles in the morning, and she is a little grumpy."

“...”

Su San looked in the direction of the courtyard, and it was the woman outside the door who spoke, just now he was only looking at the environment in the house, so he didn't pay attention to what the woman said.