There is a pot sitting on the stove, the tiger girl has boiled water before going out, Ye Zhiqing is used to drinking hot water, and the little girl has only been here for a few days before she finds out the pattern, and she still thinks that she drinks raw water, and sure enough, the girl is different. [No pop-ups. 】

She had already decided in her heart that Ye Zhiqing was from everyone's background, so she paid special attention to it when she waited, as if she was afraid of wronging Ye Zhiqing.

Ye Zhiqing poured a bowl of hot water and came out, but the young man at the door was gone.

Hu Niu bought breakfast and came over, just in time to see Ye Zhiqing standing at the gate with a water bowl and looking around, and she was quite strange: "What is the girl doing at the door?" ”

"A man came to the door to ask for water, and I brought it over, but the other person was gone." Ye Zhiqing felt strange: "Have you ever seen a young man?" When she said Liu Song's appearance and height, the tiger girl was in a hurry, but she didn't notice it.

The master and servant did not do the same thing, and went to wander the street after eating as usual.

Liu Song took a look at Ye Zhiqing, and even talked, feeling more and more ashamed of his actions, but he couldn't control his feet, and quietly went to the alley of Ye Zhiqing's house every day to wait.

In fact, he is also looking for the bad luck of small merchants and hawkers in this area on weekdays, making a small amount of money to make a living, but he has never done any big evil things. I also used the ranger in the mouth of the storyteller in the teahouse to describe myself, I only felt that I was free and uninhibited, but I really met Ye Zhiqing, and her face was her face in my sleep and dreams.

The two little pimpies who followed him, Qin Bao and Lu Er, saw him the next day, and they all smiled and came up and asked, "Brother Song, when will you marry your sister-in-law?" "They have been in the market for a long time, and they have never heard any meat words.

The woman was able to live in a rented house next to the Chief's house, and she still had a few dollars in her hand. Regardless of her background, with Liu Song's hemp rope string tofu, she can't mention her family background, so it may be difficult to make that woman tempted.

But as long as the woman's name festival is ruined, are you afraid that she will not follow Liu Song?

The two of them got together to give advice to Liu Song: "Brother Song, don't worry, my sister-in-law is beautiful, but if you can go in and out of her house every day, a lonely man and a widow, and let the neighbors see it, it will definitely be misunderstood, and even if she has a mouth all over her body, she can't tell clearly, even if she doesn't marry, she can only marry." ”

Qin Bao is fifteen or sixteen years old, born like a monkey, and has a lot of ghost eyes: "It's hot now, even if you sleep outside for a night, it doesn't matter." Why don't you sneak into her house from tonight, and when it is dawn, you come out of her house again, walk a few more times, and the neighbors will still treat her as if she is already your person. ”

Although Liu Song felt that this idea lacked morality, but after dinner, he felt uncomfortable scratching his heart and liver when he lay on the bed, and Qin Bao's words were like taking root in his heart, and he couldn't pull it out. The more I thought about it, the more itchy my heart became, and I secretly decided that if I could marry someone smoothly, I would have a good life in the future and cherish her.

He swore in his heart that in the middle of the night, he quietly got up and went out, his heart was hot, and he couldn't stop burning.

The blind old lady is old and young, and her hearing is also very sensitive, so she heard her son go out and shouted to him in the middle of the night: "Song'er, what are you doing when you go out?" ”

Liu Song has a ghost in her heart, she can walk lightly without screaming, she seems to be frightened when she is called by the old lady, she runs away in the middle of the night, and runs to the door of Ye Zhiqing's house in one go, listening to the quiet neighbors, thinking that everyone is asleep. In addition to blackmailing small merchants, he also makes a living by stealing chickens and dogs, and it is easy to climb over the wall. Besides, he had already stepped on it during the day, ran over a few steps, and climbed the wall with a vertical leap.

He thought that the people in the yard had already slept, but when he went up to the wall, he saw that there was still a figure reflected on the window paper, and he was holding a book to read, and he lowered his head to write and scratch, only then did he know that she not only had a few dollars in her hand, but was also a literate person.

Liu Song squatted on the wall in a daze, only looking at the people in the room sitting there for a long time, as if reading a book was in a fascination, and her heart was not only ashamed of herself, but she actually felt that she couldn't even compare to the mud under her feet.

He is a man, and he doesn't know a single big word, even if he steals chickens and dogs, he has to take a detour when he sees the gentleman in the school, and he is a little ashamed. In this era, people have great respect for scholars, and ordinary people are less literate, even if a family member goes out to bring a letter back, he has to ask the gentleman outside to read it and write a reply letter to the past.

Who would have thought that she, a woman, would be literate and literate, and she couldn't be from a big family, and she didn't know how she had fallen to this point.

In fact, through the window, the scene Liu Song saw was just daily life for Ye Zhiqing, she went out these days, and she hadn't found a living, but she bought a few medical books in the bookstore to read. As a dietitian, I know more or less the art of traditional Chinese medicine. If she has the heart to know more about the medical level of this era, she has to calm down and read a few books.

It's just that the ancient ones are all traditional characters, and it's not difficult to write the name of a Chinese herbal medicine, and her brush characters can barely be read, at least much stronger than the illiterate Yahuan in Zhou's mansion, and it's easy to write a conditioning recipe. But it was still a bit difficult for her to read through the vertical version of traditional medical books without any obstacles.