After the Song family left, Mu Shaoqing and Mu Shaoli walked into Mu Yi's room with a cup of ginseng tea and two books.

"Come, let Aunt Mei make it for you, drink it while it's hot." Mu Shaoli handed her the ginseng tea, and at the same time asked with a smile, "That kid of the Song family is your masterpiece!" ”

Mu Yan took two sips and was noncommittal.

But he sighed in his heart, the voice of his second brother, whether it is the turn when he speaks, or the rise of the tail note, the thief seduces people! rushed to this noble son's voice, and I don't know how many girls' hearts have been confused.

"I also think that kid from the Song family is not worthy of you, he looks like he has dragged 2580,000 yuan! According to me, don't take marriage to heart, see what you like, just go, as long as it's your decision, the second brother will support it! I still don't believe it, this mausoleum is just an excellent man! ”

"Ahem!" Mu Shaoqing coughed and put the book on the shelf, "I have found all the unique books you said before." ”

After thinking about it, he said, "Don't listen to your second brother's foolish words! ”

"If you're not feeling well, just take a good rest. Don't go for the Winter Festival in two days. As he spoke, he took Mu Shaoli and walked up to Mu Yu with one hand. Although Xichu may make you unhappy, but after all, it's your fiancé, and you can't do it without saying a word, you know? ”

Winter Festival...... Speaking of this, she remembered that there was such a thing, and her eyebrows were raised, "Go!" Of course you have to go! ”

Facing the nervous and uncertain expressions of the two brothers, the corners of her lips hooked a touch of arc, meaningful, "Brother thinks it'll be okay if I don't go?" I can see it most clearly when it's the most chaotic, and since someone wants to use me and the mud, then I'll see how capable he is! ”

The Lantern Festival passed in a flash, and according to the customs of the Lingcheng, the winter festival was held in the nearby Qishan Mountain after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month every year.

It is jointly organized by the families of the status of the mausoleum, and the marriageable and unmarried men and women of the whole city will participate.

In the past, it was originally a winter hunt and a poem to determine the person he liked.

Until now, it has been a relatively social event, where men and women talk and have fun together.

Although the way has changed, the purpose is the same, who you like, go home and talk to your parents, and then let the matchmaker visit each other, if they are all interesting, then hit it off.

However, people like Mu Yan who have a marriage contract, whether they go or not are up to me.

On the day of the Winter Festival, she did not wear a dress, nor did she wear a traditional dress, but wore a dark blue imitation military men's uniform, tied up a high ponytail, and when she walked out of the car, the heroic spirit really made many women look sideways.

"Yikes! Why is Miss Mu here! A delicate woman in a pink dress stepped forward from the crowd and exclaimed, "What kind of mess are you wearing!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the women who had just been amazed by Mu Yan couldn't help but show disgust on their faces, and even took two steps back silently, wanting to get farther away from her.

Du ...... Prevent...... Shirley? Mu Yu asked uncertainly, and exclaimed before she answered: "Why haven't you seen you for a long time, you are even more unsightly this year!"

When the people who originally had a look of disgust for Mu Yan heard her words, many people couldn't help but laugh.

"You ......" Hearing the laughter around her, Du Xiulan's face was distorted with anger, and she stepped forward and raised her hand to slap her.

However, that hand was firmly caught by Mu Yi, holding Du Xiulan's wrist, making her unable to move.

"Alain!" At this time, a woman wearing a blue ingot-collar cheongsam walked out of the crowd, like a clear lotus, slim and elegant. The voice was pleasant and beautiful, "Don't apologize to Miss Mu yet!" ”

Listen, gentleness is like water, and even reproach is like coquettishness.

Mu Yi looked at Du Xiurong who was walking towards her with lotus steps, and snorted coldly in her heart, although she understood that it would definitely not be so easy to go back to Qishan, but what she didn't expect was that she met the two sisters of the Du family when she first came, and there were ...... Song Xichu who followed closely behind the two!

Du Xiulan, Du Xiurong, Song Xichu...... A touch of meaning crossed Mu Yan's eyes.