Liancheng is not as prosperous as the capital, but there are more people on the streets than in the capital.

Most of them were men in gray robes, walking around with burdens, and there were also brighter women carrying vegetable baskets to pick vegetables from the hawker stalls.

Zhao Xiangling turned his head around and kept looking: "Ruiqing, why do these people also put their stalls in the middle of the road, but no one cares?" ”

Li Ruiqing was weak and didn't want to discuss too much about this matter: "I don't know, it's the first time I've come here." ”

"I just thought about it, didn't someone report to the official?" Zhao Xiangling said casually.

Li Ruiqing's heart tightened, but his face was very indifferent, and he opened his mouth to answer: "It shouldn't be." ”

"Yes." Zhao Xiangzero nodded, "Who would be so boring." ”

"Hmm." Li Ruiqing agreed in order to show his 'innocence'.

The heart he mentioned had not yet loosened down, and he heard Zhao Xiangling say: "Ruiqing, your birthday is coming soon." ”

Holding him to stop, Zhao Xiangling looked at him and smiled slightly: "Ruiqing, what birthday gift do you want?" ”

When it comes to fighting crickets, she thinks of the green grasshopper that Li Ruiqing gave her.

Ruiqing's birthday was in October, and she remembered that his birthday was in these days.

Li Ruiqing's face softened, and he said softly: "No, don't bother." ”

Zhao Xiangling's eyes lit up and patted Li Ruiqing's arm: "That's naturally the best, Ruiqing you know, I'm most afraid of trouble." ”

After speaking, she turned her head and left, leaving no room for Li Ruiqing to explain.

Li Ruiqing was dumbfounded. Didn't he just give in? So she climbed up the pole?

After chasing two steps, Li Ruiqing didn't have time to speak, and Zhao Xiangling turned his head and smiled at him: "Ruiqing, it's still your best, I have the most headache to give gifts, and I usually give gifts to Zihan and Wunian always give me the most headache." ”

"I always feel that I don't care much about things that cost money, and I don't have so much time for things that cost effort."

"So Ruiqing, you're the best!"

Li Ruiqing nodded very unexpectedly and responded, "Hmm." It's good if you're happy. ”

Turning his head behind his back, Zhao Xiangling pursed his lips and tried his best to hide the smile on his face.

I know that Ruiqing is stupid, and he will believe whatever he says. Alas, it's so much fun to tease him, and I feel a little guilty just thinking about it.

In the middle of the city, people came and went, Zhao Xiangling and Li Ruiqing walked through the crowd and saw that many people were watching something not far away.

Zhao Xiangling's favorite thing is the place with a lot of people.

She leaned over to a young woman and asked in a low voice, "This eldest sister, what is it selling here?" I'm a newcomer, I don't know the rules, please advise. ”

The young woman glanced at her, her lips open in a soft Jiangnan accent. Fortunately, there are always similarities in language, and Zhao Xiangling will not be unable to understand.

The young woman said: "It's not selling things, it's the girl who throws hydrangeas." ”

Throwing hydrangeas?

Zhao Xiangling was interested, and it sounded very interesting.

From the young woman's fragmentary words, Zhao Xiangling knew what was going on here.

It turned out to be a girl in the boudoir here, who wanted to use the way of throwing hydrangeas to decide her life's events.

It stands to reason that the south pays attention to the family, and although a woman can show her head in the boudoir to be married, she must not meet her fiancé, let alone be alone.

This move of throwing hydrangeas to determine marriage only appears more in the script.

After all, no young lady will use this way that can be said to be casual to decide the rest of her life.

But the girl is different.

Her father was originally a talented teacher, but he somehow escaped into the void and adopted this daughter.

Now that the woman is getting married, how can the monk say goodbye to his daughter? In addition, he believes in Buddhism and Taoism, so he uses this seemingly nonsense, but actually nonsense way to decide the lifelong events of his adopted daughter.

Regardless of whether it is nonsense or not, Zhao Xiangling thinks it is very lively.

Hydrangea marriage, she has only heard it in the drama, and she has never seen it, and now it is easy to meet once, how can she let it go?

Pulling Li Ruiqing's sleeve, Zhao Xiangling pulled him and walked into the crowd.

Finding the position in the middle, Zhao Xiangling looked up and saw that there was a lilac light veil swaying in the wind on the door of the two-story pavilion.

The people had not yet come out, but the crowd of onlookers was already standing below.

Zhao Xiangling was full of interest: "Ruiqing, what do you say this Xiushui girl looks like?" ”

Li Ruiqing looked at the person next to him who was eager to try to grab the ball, made a little calculation, and said, "It should be good." ”

Otherwise, why would so many people come to grab this hydrangea?

"Do you think there will be a fight later?" Zhao Xiangling said again.

"I don't know." Li Ruiqing avoided the action of the people next to him squeezing over, and he was not happy.

"I don't know who's going to grab it." Zhao Xiangling muttered.

Li Ruiqing replied: "It has nothing to do with me. ”

His words were drowned out in the exclamations of the crowd.

I saw that someone in the attic lifted the curtain, and the first thing that was revealed was a pair of plain soft wattles. The ten fingers are slender, the nails are trimmed round, and the baby pink has a bit of girlish playfulness.

Then the whole person poked out from between the doorscreens, petite, full vestibule, and a pair of water-cut eyes with bright eyes. It's not accessory, but it's bright and moving.

The lower half of the face is hidden under a light purple veil, and it is not really visible, but just by virtue of the upper half of the face, she is definitely a beauty.

Li Ruiqing is right, if this Xiushui girl is ugly, probably no one will come to join in the fun.

It's a pity that such a beautiful girl is going to be casually married today.

Zhao Xiangling was thinking wildly, and heard a cheer from everyone, and when he looked up, it turned out that the girl raised her hand and threw down a big red hydrangea with six sides and six corners and six red spikes.

The speed is so fast that people can't guard against it.

According to the explanation in the play, shouldn't she let the personal maid say a few words and cry a few times before throwing the red hydrangea down?

Now that she was fine, she threw her hand when she came out, and threw the hydrangea downstairs as if she had completed a task.

Sloppy, too sloppy!

Zhao Xiangling sighed. She still wanted to stay a little longer, look at this excitement, and never thought that it would be over so soon.

It's not as fast as it seems.

The red hydrangea rolled around in everyone's hands, and it was always slapped away before it was hot and flew to the other side. The voices were noisy, Li Ruiqing probably felt a little noisy, and half-covered his ears: "Almost, let's go?" ”

He couldn't help but stand here and be squeezed around. According to his original temperament, he would never accompany Zhao Xiangling to stand here.

Zhao Xiangling knows the truth of accepting it when he sees it, and it is really boring to snatch it when he sees it, so he thinks that he can stand far away and see who the flowers fall to in the end.

made up her mind, so she pulled Li Ruiqing's sleeve and squeezed through the crowd with him and walked out.

At this moment, the wind came from behind, and it seemed that something was flying over.

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