After a sentence, there was no more voice.

Looking at the two of them, I felt that the atmosphere was tense, and I didn't know what to say to ease the damn relationship.

Fortunately, Sister Hua is still benevolent and righteous, and finally took the lead in breaking the deadlock.

"And what are you going to do next?" He asked Fu Qiao.

Fu Qiao took a deep breath and slowly spoke: "Let's let Li Wenhao and the girl of the An family have more contact first." Wait until we are sure that Li Wenhao likes another person. She paused, "Lin Chuyun's heart, it's enough to hurt once." ”

Sister Hua sighed and nodded: "That's fine." It's their business after all, so let's go with their hearts. ”

Fu Qiao looked at Sister Hua and didn't speak.

"If it's okay, I'll go first. There are still some business to be attended. Sister Hua pointed out the door.

"Hmm."

Although Sister Hua said that she wanted to leave, she seemed to be a little reluctant to leave, and it took a little half a cup of tea to get up from the chair. When she arrived at the door, Sister Hua lifted the curtain and paused.

"Is there anything else?" Fu Qiao asked him.

Sister Hua paused for a while, turned her head to look at Fu Qiao, and said in a deep voice: "Not all men are like my cousin. I...... It won't be ......."

After speaking, Sister Hua walked out of the house. Fu Qiao looked at the door and didn't move, as if someone had cast a spell on her.

I stretched out my hand and waved in front of Fu Qiao, "Hey, are you okay?" ”

Fu Qiao staggered his eyes and said "um".

"What did he just say?" I asked her, "What won't he do?" ”

Fu Qiao ignored me, quietly got up from his chair, and entered the back room.

Look at the empty vestibule.

I was helpless. Somehow, I felt like I had gotten a lot more stupid, and I couldn't understand what they were saying! Could it be that I've just stayed with Fu Qiao for too long and become as unsmart as the people of Qingqiu?

In the past few days, as if he had been calculated by Fu Qiao, Li Wenhao and Na An Pingting have become better and better, and he will take the initiative to find her even without the eldest sister Hua arranging in the middle.

Today is the same, Li Wenhao left Shaoyin's Mansion early in the morning, and according to his subordinates, he and Miss An made an appointment to meet at the Poetry Society in the city to discuss the poems they had recently written.

After learning about Li Wenhao's movements, Fu Qiao took me to Lin's house, and found a reason to let Lin Chuyun come out.

"Why are we here?" Lin Chuyun looked up at the plaque of the Poetry Society and asked Fu Qiao, "Didn't my sister say that she came to buy fabrics before?" ”

"I'm here to buy fabric." Fu Qiao replied with a smile, "But I'm a little tired from walking, come here to drink some tea and rest." ”

"Tea? Wouldn't it be better to go to a teahouse? ”

"There are a lot of people there, how can the environment here be good."

Fu Qiao no longer gave Lin Chuyun a chance to ask, and took her hand and entered the door of the poetry club.

"Three of you, please." A delicately dressed woman stepped forward to greet her, and when she saw Lin Chuyun, she was stunned for a moment, and talked to her with a smile, "Isn't this Miss Lin?" I haven't seen you for a long time, and I've lost a lot of weight. ”

Lin Chuyun pulled the corners of his mouth, pulled down the sleeves of Fu Qiao's shirt, and whispered, "Let's go." ”

"What to go? It's all here, drink tea first and then leave. Fu Qiao said to the woman, "Boss, help us serve a good pot of tea." ”

The woman smiled: "Okay! You three are at your own convenience. ”

Fu Qiao looked around the poetry club, didn't see Li Wenhao, pulled me and Lin Chuyun to sit down at the door, probably trying to wait for Li Wenhao to come out of it.

The tea was quickly served, and Lin Chuyun drank the tea with his head bored, unwilling to raise his head.

"My sister has been here before?" Fu Qiao smiled and poured another cup of tea for Lin Chuyun.

Lin Chuyun nodded: "Brother Wen Hao brought me here before. I'm not very proficient with any of that, though, so I've only been here twice. ”

"That's right." Fu Qiao nodded.

I smiled: "I'm not proficient in any of these either. Those words are really a headache when you look at them! ”

Lin Chuyun smiled a little bitterly, and looked at Fu Qiao: "Let's leave after the tea." ”

"Why?" I asked her.

"The people who come to the poetry club on weekdays are all young masters and young ladies from big families in Youyang City. Like me, not for here. Lin Chuyun lowered his head.

Fu Qiao looked at her sympathetically: "Okay, after drinking tea, let's go." ”

There was a burst of cheers from the poetry club, and Fu Qiao looked over, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go see what's going on."

"Okay." I nodded busily.

Lin Chuyun hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Okay, but let's just take a look outside." ”

Fu Qiao smiled, stood up, and took Lin Chuyun's hand: "Well, just take a look outside." ”

We walked inside, and saw a group of people around it, all looking inside, and their mouths were full of praise for the verses.

When I walked over, I found An Pingting standing in the middle of the crowd, holding a brush in her hand, and a poem written on the rice paper spread out on the case. And next to her stood the radiant Li Wenhao.

"It's just a random act of mine, and it's not elegant." An Pingting smiled modestly but generously at the people around her.

"Such a good literary style, there can be a few of them in the whole Youyang! Miss An, don't be modest! A young man next to him said.

The people next to her followed suit, and An Pingting only smiled and didn't talk.

"My sister's poems are really well written." Li Wenhao gently took the brush from An Pingting's hand, "In the future, my sister will write more at home, so I can let people frame it and hang it in the study." ”

An Pingting bowed her head shyly: "If my brother wants it, I will write it." As for framing, you don't need it. ”

"This son of the Li family is lucky to be able to marry the first talented girl in Youyang." A man next to him sighed enviously.

I turned my head to look at Lin Chuyun, only to see her hands clenched, her chin trembling slightly, and tears in her eyes.

"Sister...... "I want to persuade her, but I don't know what to say."

Didn't Fu Qiao and I take her out just so that she could see this scene?

Lin Chuyun didn't say a word, let go of the hand he was holding, and turned around and walked out of the poetry club.

I glanced at Fu Qiao and chased after him.

"Sister, don't be sad." Fu Qiao walked up to her and persuaded her, "If you marry Li Wenhao in the future, this will be unavoidable." ”

I saw Dou Da's tears slipping down Lin Chuyun's eyes, and only then did I react and hand her a handkerchief.

Lin Chuyun wiped his tears with my handkerchief: "I know, but ...... I feel bad......"

Fu Qiao sighed: "Let's go back." ”

Lin Chuyun's tears couldn't stop flowing out and nodded.

On the way back to her, neither of us spoke. Looking at Lin Chuyun's pitiful appearance, I was afraid that Fu Qiao would say something hurtful, but fortunately, she can also think about others.

At the door of Lin's house, Da Niu was there again, and when he saw us coming over to meet us, he saw Lin Chuyun wiping his tears there, he was stunned for a moment, and asked us in a panic: "Sister, what's wrong?" Someone bullied her? ”

"It's fine." Fu Qiao smiled and said to him, looking at me, "You explain to him, I'll take her in first." ”

I nodded, and pulled the bull to the side.

Da Niu nervously watched Lin Chuyun enter the door before turning his head to look at me: "What happened?" ”

"She bumped into Li Wenhao and his future wife."

"This!" Da Niu was stunned, rolled up his sleeves and was about to turn around, "I'll go find Li Wenhao!" ”

I hurriedly grabbed him: "What are you looking for him?" ”

"I ...... I'll avenge my sister! ”

I sighed, "The two of them have not been engaged for a long time. What people do outside with their future mother-in-law is justified. ”

Da Niu's shoulders drooped suddenly: "That...... So what to do? ”

"Be nice to her." I said, "Lin Chuyun feels uncomfortable now, treat her better, wait a few days, maybe it will be fine." ”

Da Niu nodded: "You go in first and persuade her." With that, he turned and left.

Looking at the way he left, I may understand why Fu Qiao must let Lin Chuyun marry Da Niu. Such a man may not give Lin Chuyun a rich life, but at least he will not let her be wronged.

In the Lin family's house, Lin Chuyun sat on a chair, finally stopped crying, and stood next to her, with her hand on her shoulder.

Seeing me enter the door, Fu Qiao let go of his hand and walked over: "Da Niu is gone?" ”

I nodded and looked at Lin Chuyun: "He cares about you very much." ”

Lin Chuyun frowned slightly and did not speak.

Fu Qiao sighed and poured a glass of water for Lin Chuyun: "Although the Da Niu family is poor, he is honest and honest. ”

Lin Chuyun took the water cup and said softly: "I know, Brother Da Niu is a good person and has helped me a lot. ”

"It's not just about helping." Fu Qiao sat aside, "When I came back from the Yuelao Temple that day, my sister and I came to look for you, and he was at the door of your house." I stayed there early in the morning. ”

Lin Chuyun's action of drinking water stiffened.

"I don't advise you to marry Da Niu either." Fu Qiao said.

I was stunned for a moment. Wasn't she still holding on before? Now what's going on here?

"I just wanted you to think about it." Fu Qiao continued, "Think about it clearly, which one is your lover, he or Li Wenhao." ”

Lin Chuyun lowered his head and drank water, without saying a word.

Fu Qiao got up from the chair: "My sister and I still have to go buy fabrics." I didn't stay any longer. Think about it. ”

Without waiting for Lin Chuyun to answer, Fu Qiao pulled me out of the Lin family's yard.

"Why didn't you persuade her?" I looked at Fu Qiao, who was closing the door, and asked her, "Don't you really want her to marry Da Niu?" ”

Fu Qiao closed the door and turned to look at me: "This is always Lin Chuyun's own business, it is better to let her make up her own mind." Now Li Wenhao, I helped her pull it out of her heart. As for whether it can be pulled out or not, it's not in my control. ”

I nodded ignorantly.

"Wouldn't it be good if you cast a spell to erase Lin Chuyun's memory!" The face of a madman suddenly appeared in front of me and Fu Qiao, startling us.

Fu Qiao patted his chest and glared at him angrily.

"Why are you here!" I asked him.

"When you come out of the poetry club, I'll follow you." He smiled and said, "Why don't you just wipe Lin Chuyun's memory?" Wouldn't it be more convenient for her to forget Li Wenhao? ”