Butcher An knew in his heart that even if he agreed to the marriage of the two, the road ahead would still be very difficult.

He found the small wooden box that had been hidden under the bed, and opened it to reveal a chest full of silver.

It was his life's savings, just waiting for his daughter to marry so that she could do her dowry.

If you marry an ordinary family, this dowry can be regarded as rich.

But if this dowry is compared to the Zhen family, it is insignificant.

But even so, Ann Butcher intends to give everything he can to give.

All he could do was to make his daughter try not to be looked down upon.

Looking at the box of silver, Butcher Ann sighed, and the uneasiness in his heart became bigger and bigger.

An Shengyue slept on the bed, biting her lip and couldn't help but think about what happened today.

Everything was like a dream, Zhen Shaorong actually said that he wanted to marry her.

The anticipation and longing in her heart overshadowed the uneasiness, and just as she was about to close her eyes and go to sleep, there was a sound of climbing the window in her ears.

"Who?" An Shengyue asked coldly, and easily picked up her shoes and threw them in the direction where the movement came from.

"Ouch." Zhen Shaorong touched his face and was aggrieved, "It's me." ”

The oil lamp was re-lit, and it was Zhen Shaorong who fell by the window.

"Shaorong, why are you?" An Shengyue's face was full of apologies, and she hurriedly got up and helped Zhen Shaorong up.

Zhen Shaorong got up from the ground and patted the ashes on his body.

"I just can't wait for tomorrow, just come to your room and keep watch, and I'll take you back to Zhenjiazhuang as soon as it's dawn." The carriage was already waiting outside the yard. ”

Zhen Shaorong felt that he had to keep an eye on it all the time, otherwise he really couldn't guess what An Shengyue would do.

What if she repents? It was with great difficulty that he made up his mind to marry her.

An Shengyue snorted and laughed, and only said, "Are you planning to teach me privately?" ”

"Don't use idioms indiscriminately." Zhen Shaorong sat on the low bench, "You see that Qingluo is already married, and we have to speed up." ”

"Qingluo? Is it reliable for her to marry that person? An Shengyue snorted.

That big man, his attitude towards her has always been bad, and he likes to have a cold face and a stuffy gourd.

"That's my confidant." Zhen Shaorong waved his hand and signaled not to talk about this topic in detail.

"Cheng, I won't talk to you about him." An Shengyue yawned, lay on the table, and stared at Zhen Shaorong with half-open eyes.

The man's eyebrows were blurred in the dim light, and she didn't know what to say or what she was hearing.

I only vaguely remember that someone picked herself up horizontally and whispered in her ear: "Sleep." ”

In the early morning of the second day, when An Shengyue woke up, Zhen Shaorong was lying on the table and had not woken up yet.

She rolled her eyes, crept out of bed, and put on her shoes and socks again.

Just as he was about to go out, he heard Zhen Shaorong shouting: "Xiaoyue, quick, help me rub my neck, I seem to be falling into a pillow." ”

An Shengyue turned around and saw Zhen Shaorong with his eyes open, so he lay on the table and moved.

"My hands and feet are numb." Zhen Shaorong was helpless, and slowly tried to lift his body, but half of his body was numb, and he couldn't use any strength at all.

"Idiot." An Shengyue sneered, but still retreated honestly, rolled up her sleeves and prepared to help Zhen Shaorong rub her neck.

Zhen Shaorong is ready to suffer pain, An Shengyue has a lot of strength, and the attack will definitely be very heavy.

But unexpectedly, there was a slight pain in the neck, and An Shengyue did not poison him.

"It's so comfortable." Zhen Shaorong whispered, gradually raised his neck, and twisted it from side to side.

"I didn't know that the sequelae of sleeping on my stomach were so big." Zhen Shaorong thumped his legs and slowly stood up.

An Shengyue stood quietly on the side, a little at a loss, this was the first time she didn't know what she should do in front of Zhen Shaorong.

"Wash up, we're leaving." Zhen Shaorong opened the door and saw An butcher with a black line standing at the door.

"Uncle Ann, it's not what you see, I'm sleeping on the table." Zhen Shaorong hurriedly explained, but saw that Butcher An's face gradually improved, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll go with you." Ann Butcher said so.

At this time, Zhen Shaorong found out that Butcher An was wearing a completely different dress than usual, and it seemed that he had changed it on purpose.

Zhen Shaorong nodded and said, "Cheng." ”

The three of them boarded the carriage, and the horses galloped, all the way to Zhenjiazhuang.

Butcher An was very worried, in fact, he didn't know what to say or do when he went to Zhenjiazhuang, but he couldn't watch his daughter go alone.

Zhenjiazhuang has arrived, the vermilion gate is in front of you, and the carved beams and paintings are coiled around half of the mountain.

Sure enough, as rumored, it is the style of the richest man in Rongcheng.

As if seeing Butcher An's nervousness, Zhen Shaorong whispered: "Uncle An, my parents are very kind. ”

Butcher Ann nodded, but did not speak.

The guard at the gate saw that Zhen Shaorong was back, so he opened the gate.

The carriage ran in the village for a long time before stopping.

The maids and maids all heard early that the young master was going to bring their sweetheart back today, so they deliberately took the time to squeeze over to watch the excitement.

An Shengyue got out of the carriage, and the maids exclaimed, it was really stunning, no wonder the young master liked her.

But as soon as An Shengyue walked, that kind of domineering walking posture made the maids' chins hit the ground.

This temperament, this walking posture, it is like a mountain bandit female king, and there is a difference between it and Miss Su's step-by-step lotus.

Zhen Shaorong led the An family father and daughter into the hall, and Zhen Yousheng sat there drinking tea.

An Shengyue had rare rules and saluted him.

Zhen Yousheng raised his head, saw An Shengyue's bright face, and shouted: "Xiaoyue? ”

"Huh? Dad, have you seen Satsuki? Zhen Shaorong wondered.

Zhen Yousheng quickly came to his senses, and the woman in front of him who was ninety percent similar to his first love Xiaoyue was definitely not his own Xiaoyue.

He was a little excited, feeling that fate made people, maybe the woman in front of him was Xiaoyue's daughter back then.

It turned out that when Zhen Yousheng was as young as Zhen Shaorong, he fell in love with a Qinglou woman named Leng Yue.

He knew and promised that Leng Yue, but he finally did not break through the barriers of the world, and Zhen Yousheng had to give up Xiaoyue under the pressure of his parents.

Later, he married his current wife, and the two were very affectionate.

Xiaoyue was gradually forgotten, redeemed herself and married An Butcher, and died after giving birth to An Shengyue in a sullen mood.

An Shengyue in front of her was like a nightmare, although it was bright and beautiful, it made Zhen Yousheng's chest hurt.

Although Leng Yue was a woman in the Qinglou, she was also the white moonlight in his heart at that time.

Now that his son is going to marry this girl, he has already answered in his heart.

Even if it's compensation for the cold moon! Zhen Yousheng thought so, and he was ready to divorce the Su family.