Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Conscienceless Liu
Daddy Wu's ox cart stopped and asked, "Is it to carry you, or are all three of you going to be on it?"
"Of course all three of us have to take it!"
"But the carriage can only carry one person, and three people can't carry it!"
There are many people going to the town today, and everyone buys a lot of things, and there is only a small area left on the ox cart that is enough for one person, that is, the place where Fang Cai Liu sits.
"This ......," Liu glanced at Han Yingwan who was standing aside.
Seeing her delicate appearance, because of the scorching sun, beads of sweat were oozing out of her forehead.
"Wan'er, why don't you sit down!" Liu was a little reluctant in his heart, but he still said politely to Han Ying.
"Third aunt, sit down! I'll accompany my mother! Han Yingwan smiled.
"Alas, well, the third aunt is seated!" Hearing Han Yingwan say that, Liu didn't insist. Anyway, she didn't want to walk these seven or eight miles, and she still had things in her hands, so if she went back like this. Don't die of exhaustion yet!
Liu sat up, urged Father Wu to catch the car over and over again, and said goodbye to Han Yingwan and Zheng over and over again: "I'll go back first!"
When the ox cart walked away, Han Yingwan shook her handkerchief, snorted coldly, and complained to Zheng: "I really have no conscience!"
"You don't know about people like her?" Zheng's tone was not as kind as before, revealing a coldness.
"Mother, it's good that we don't have to live under the same roof with this kind of person, otherwise I will die of disgust!"
"That is, how can our family Wan'er live in such a shabby place in the countryside. It's really embarrassing to be with these rough people! โ
"If it weren't for the holiday, I wouldn't have bothered to come back!" Han Yingwan looked at the way back, and her heart was even more reluctant, she hadn't walked so many miles at once since she was born. How can she stand her slender feet!
"Let's wait a little longer! Let's see if the carriage can be repaired! Zheng said, there are so many roads, and she doesn't want to go back. There were a lot of things in the car, and they couldn't lift them.
"If only I knew I would be back with my daddy!" Han Yingwan pursed her lips.
"Your dad won't be back until the afternoon! Fortunately, Ying Hui is following your father, if he follows us, he will suffer! โ
The two of them waited for half an hour, but they didn't see the car wheel repaired, so they finally gave up.
"Stride, strideโ" There was the sound of horses' hooves in the distance. When they turned back, they saw the carriage coming in their direction.
When the carriage got closer, Han Yingwan held her jade wrist and waved.
The carriage finally stopped in front of the two.
Seeing that the carriage listened, Zhao Ziwen sighed from inside the car and asked the coachman, "What's the matter?"
"Childe, someone stopped the car!"
Zhao Ziwen raised his eyes and saw Han Yingwan and Zheng standing on the side of the road.
The moment Zhao Ziwen lifted the curtain, the golden sunlight sprinkled on his face, and the handsome and delicate face seemed to be plated with a layer of dreamy light.
Coupled with Zhao Ziwen's scholarly temperament, he is polite and polite, and he has a taste of cultivation.
Han Yingwan's beautiful eyes rippled for a moment.
Today, I can see the man in the calligraphy and painting!
She is also twenty-eight years old, and her heart moved slightly.
But he reacted quickly.
Holding back the anxiety in her heart, Han Yingwan politely blessed Zhao Ziwen and said, "Childe, my carriage is broken, I want to ask Childe if he has passed through Changfeng Village, if so, can he take me and my mother for a ride!"
After Han Yingwan finished speaking, her eyebrows lowered, I didn't look at Zhao Ziwen squarely, and I had the demeanor of a lady.
Zhao Ziwen thought for a moment and said lightly: "It's going to Changfeng Village, girls, come up!"
Han Yingwan was overjoyed and thanked: "Gongzi Xie!"