The last sentence is: This thing is the most lovely. What a stupid showman! Liuniang stuck out her tongue and jumped back to the house.

Following.

Private.

The sound of reading was heard.

"Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick...... Red beans are born in the south of the country......"

Mr. Private School looked at the students who were shaking their heads and reciting carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.

There was only one student sitting by the window, with red ears, listening to this song "Acacia" and looking out the window, thinking about something.

"Tong'er, why don't you recite poems?" Mr. Private School's stern voice rang out.

"Ah, sir, I'm ...... I ...... "It turned out to be Tong'er who sent acacia beans to Liuniang yesterday."

"Stretch out your palms ......"

"Hahaha......"

The gentleman sternly took out the ring ruler and slapped Tong'er's palm amid the laughter of the other students.

After school.

The little boy passed in front of Liuniang's house with a schoolbag on his back.

"Squeak! Yikes! ”

"Xiao Xiucai, come here." Liuniang said playfully.

"Hey!" Ai Ai came to the door with her hands behind her back.

"What do you think this is?" Liu Niang brought out a bowl of red porridge.

"Ah, red bean porridge!" Tong'er couldn't help but stretch out her hand to take it.

"Oops!" Tong'er forgot that she was beaten by her husband on her hand, and one end of the bowl touched the wound.

"Stupid Xiucai, you don't study hard, you were beaten by Mr.?" Liu Niang asked worriedly.

"Hmm......" Tong'er said embarrassedly, scratching the back of her head.

"Come, open your mouth, ah......" Liuniang scooped up a spoonful of red bean porridge, the red beans are very good-looking.

"Ah, it's hot!" Tong'er opened her mouth stupidly, and didn't feel it until the hot porridge came to her mouth.

"Haha, what a stupid talent." Liuniang covered her mouth and snickered.

Tong'er looked at Liuniang's smiling face blankly.

Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.

The two have no suspicions, and secretly have affection.

A few years have passed.

Liuniang has grown from an innocent girl to a fair lady.

The willow eyebrows are pretty, and the eyes are like water, which is really a standard beauty.

Spring rain is dripping.

"Liuniang, slow down." The nurse held an oil-paper umbrella and helped Liuniang cross the threshold. On the other hand, he did not forget to remind Liuniang's words and deeds.

Growing up gives a person maturity and beauty, and at the same time takes away her freedom and ease.

"Okay, I got it." Liuniang is obviously still young and lively, but at this time, she has to take small steps and try to be a lady at this age.

Because if you don't do some superficial work and go home to complain, you will be deprived of the right to go out for a long time, and then you won't be able to see ......

"Hey, look at it, that's Liuniang!"

"It's really beautiful. This woman should only be in the sky, how many times can I smell it in the world! ”

Liu Niang just went out two steps, two scholars who had just gotten out of school passed by, saw Liu Niang, and couldn't help but stop and look.

said it was quiet, but it was also heard by Liuniang.

Liuniang pretended to be shy and picked up a handkerchief to cover her face, but in fact, she was covering up her unladylike pouting movements.

The streets are as bustling as when I was a child, bustling with pedestrians and shouting along the streets. But Liu Niang's mind is obviously not in this regard.

Until a teenager with a red oil-paper umbrella and a book appeared in the crowd.

"Hey......" Liu Niang couldn't suppress the surprise and wanted to wave to say hello.

"Uh-huh!" Liuniang's ear next to the nurse's heavy prompt.

Liu Niang had to put down the hand that wanted to say hello, lowered her head and walked slowly.

And this oncoming young man, with a tall posture and an uproar in temperament, is Wang Chutong who has grown up.

When Chu Tong saw Liuniang at first sight, his heart suddenly gave birth to twelve points of joy.

Chu Tong's pace quickened, wanting to say hello to Liuniang, who had not seen more beautiful than the moon. Who knew that Liuniang, who was still happy just now, had lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, no longer looking at herself.

Chu Tong was disappointed, but he also knew that it was caused by etiquette, and when he walked by Liuniang's side, he seemed careless......

Shoulder to shoulder.

Chu Tong turned his head, and Liu Niang wanted to turn back and stop......

This lingering silk of love ferments a beautiful and sour taste in this lingering spring rain.

Returning from the splash, Liuniang was reluctant to return to the courtyard of her home.

"Wait."

Liuniang turned around in surprise, only to find that it was a mother chasing her naughty child.

Stomping her feet, Liu Niang frowned.

didn't wait for the person who was thinking about it, and even the apricot blossom rain seemed to be cooling.

In the south, it is rainy, as if it is about to be stockpiled in the dry winter.

Chu Tong was awakened by the lively sound outside the window, rubbing his eyes, and another night of sleeping with a book in his hand passed.

Suddenly remembering something, not caring about the books that were turned by the wind, Chu Tong hurriedly ran down the attic and came to the door of Liuniang's house.

The place has long been surrounded by crowds of people watching the excitement, and there are naughty children shouting for candy everywhere......

"This is really a talented woman, a match made in heaven!"

"Yes, yes!"

"Tsk, this dowry is really a lot!"

"Isn't it, you see it's being brought over again......"

The neighbors watched the bustle, eating the fruit and chattering in their mouths.

Chu Tong watched a load of dowry wrapped in red satin being carried into Liuniang's house, and couldn't help but panic and ran in the rain......

He doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it...... He hasn't won the champion yet, and he has eight sedan chairs......

"Hey, you're an afterlife!" In a panic, he bumped into the neighborhood, and he didn't care about apologizing......

Coming to the place where countless laughter and reluctance were left, Chu Tong wanted to ring the knocker, but hesitantly put down his hand.

What can I say when we meet, how can I let Liuniang marry a poor talent like me......

Useless, useless...... It's a scholar......

Leaning against the door frame, he wept bitterly......

Boudoir.

Liuniang's hand was embroidering the brocade hand, but her mind didn't know where to go.

"Oops!"

If I didn't pay attention, my fingertips hurt, but I pierced my fingertips, and a drop of blood dripped into the red bean pod embroidered on the brocade pad, dyeing a red bean......

Listening to the joyful gongs and drums outside, Liu Niang's heart was like this fingertip, numb, but painful.

I don't know if it's heartache or fingertip pain, tears drip down my face on Jinpa......

Horizontal is also silk, vertical is also silk, who is the red bean brocade for weaving?

Chu Tong listened to a deep sigh from the courtyard, and the cry became even more sad.

The life of the parents, the words of the matchmaker.

hired as a wife, eloped as a concubine.

A couple of lovers, separated by a door, each crying into tears.

What a pity! What a pity!

When it came to the day of the marriage of the sixth mother, the street was lively and beating.

The groom on the horse does not look handsome and dashing, but beaming; The bride sitting in the eight-carried sedan chair should be happy, but she saw tears sprinkled on the festive veil.

Ferry.

"Tong'er, be careful on the road!" The queen mother earnestly told Chu Tong, who wanted to enter Beijing to take the exam.

"Okay, mother. Dad, and everyone, take care of yourself. I'm leaving. ”

Chu Tong had no sorrow or joy, holding the red oil-paper umbrella.

The boat opened, Chu Tong waved a brocade to say goodbye to everyone, only to see that on that brocade, the bright red beans were so eye-catching......