Volume 2: Confluence Chapter 71 Nangong Huang's Question 2
Then he suddenly felt the scene around him change, his body moved at will, and the next moment he was in a huge dock.
The water surface is wide and the waves are magnificent. Merchant ships, pleasure boats, and other large and small ships are criss-crossed, and the bustling workers are busy trying to make a living, and they have no time to care about the men and women standing on the sidelines.
"Ah~ so many ships. Silk Satin, looking at the magnificent fleet, sighed. In the end, it is an underage child.,There is always an instinct to be curious about the unknown and new world.。
"yes. Zhou Chiyan also looked into the distance, nodded lightly, and said: "The silk and satin used in your embroidery workshop are all transported from the south by these ships. ”
"Southern ......," Silk Satin muttered to herself, her originally excited eyes stained with sadness, "I was also transported from the south by human traffickers......
Zhou Chiyan turned his head, looked at her with pity, and his tone became soft: "Didn't you say that you should have fun today, and don't say unhappy things?"
"I'm not unhappy!" Silk Sain quickly shook her head, and her whole body seemed to be touched by his every word. She seemed to think of something exciting, and looked into Chiyan's eyes last week, "I thought, if I hadn't been sold to the capital, I wouldn't have seen you, and I would have to thank those traffickers." ”
Zhou Chiyan looked at her eager eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled a little, but he just shook his head silently and did not speak.
"Why don't you speak?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Silk Satin's eager voice was full of panic, staring at him and asking, "Did I say something wrong?"
Zhou Chiyan looked at her quietly, paused, and then turned his gaze back to the boundless boat, and sighed meaningfully: "A person's life is very long, you will meet many people and things, and now the person you think is the most important person may not be the most important person in your life, you are still young." ”
"What about you?" replied with a frown, "You're only a few years older than me! There was a bit of anticipation in her tone, as if she was excited that she had found some strong evidence of her persistence.
Zhou Chiyan didn't look at her, his eyes went further. In front of him, this boundless space seemed as long as the time he had experienced. His slow speed of speech revealed the vicissitudes and loneliness that Silk Satin could not understand: "I am much older than you, and I have seen too many life and death separations......"
"I don't care!" Silk Satin stubbornly tugged at his wide sleeves, as if swearing his determination: "In short, what I believe will never change, no matter how many years have passed!"
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The capital, at the foot of the Son of Heaven, is the place where power and wealth are concentrated in the whole world.
In the distance, between the residences of Pingming, several magnificent vermilion lacquer mansions stand tall like chickens, and the strict guards at the door can be vaguely seen, which is the rich and wealthy family that ordinary people cannot reach.
In front of them, Zhou Chiyan and Silk Satin were standing next to a dazzling grocery stall.
"So many fun things!" I saw that the round eyes of the silk satin were as bright as copper bells, and they stared at the things on the stall without blinking. Bracelets, jewelry, hostas...... A piece of exquisite jewelry is already ingenious when taken out alone, and it is carefully placed together by the seller, which is scattered and colorful, and it is dazzling and blooming with a different kind of charm.
Girls, at the age of flowers, always love beauty.
Zhou Chiyan smiled faintly, and was not surprised by her reaction: "What do you want, just say, I'll buy it for you." ”
Who knew that Silk Satin was slightly stunned, met his eyes, and shook his head: "I don't want anything, I only want one thing on you." ”
Zhou Chiyan tilted his head slightly in puzzlement: "What is it?"
Silk Sain still shook her head, and her face was flushed: "Anything is fine, as long as it's your thing, it's good to have the breath on your body......"
"You're such a weird girl!" Asking for something close to you usually has a special intimate meaning, not to mention that the continuous expression of silk satin is quite obvious. I just don't know if Zhou Chiyan is really unaware of it, or if he doesn't pay attention to it at all, he just keeps smiling gently. He shook his head slightly, reached out and took out a round bead from his bosom and handed it to her: "Here you go." ”
"What is this?" Silk Satin's thin little hand trembled and took it, holding it in the palm of her hand like a treasure, full of curiosity.
"The buttons on my midcoat, pearls. Zhou Chiyan smiled slightly and continued: "In a few years, when you grow up, if your godfather and godmother still abuse you, you will come out and exchange this for money and open an embroidery workshop by yourself." After a pause, he thought of something, and shook his head again: "But I have already taken care of them to treat you well, I don't think they should be too ......"
"I won't sell it! not at any time!" Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the immature delicacy of the silk, and his stubborn eyes were full of persistence. She lowered her head slightly, and then plucked up the courage to look up into his eyes: "If you can...... If I could, I would like to be able to nail him back to your clothes with my own hands one day!"
"You!" Zhou Chiyan was amused and helpless, and tapped lightly on her smooth forehead with one hand, "At a young age, there are some strange thoughts in my head. ”
"People are not small!" Silk Sain blushed, and retorted coquettishly because of his unintentional actions just now: "People are already twelve years old~~"
Twelve years old, it's really not big to say big, it's small, after all, women get married early, and they can indeed get married at the age of twelve. It's just that, guessing from the conversation between the two of them, Silk Satin has been floating and helpless since childhood, and has never lived the days of fatherly and maternal love, no wonder he is so yellow and weak, compared to a twelve-year-old girl of the same age, much thinner.
"Yo!" suddenly heard the woman's delicate voice, the soft tone was full of charm, Nangong Huang felt his body shake just by listening to the voice, and then a layer of goosebumps appeared.
Following the prestige, I saw a woman with a crisp chest half-open and an incense fan in her hand looking at the two of them obliquely, her eyebrows slightly raised, and her eyes were like silk. The cheesy dress, the sweet and greasy fragrance of fat powder, and this tone with obvious hints all make her identity clear at a glance.
Seeing that the two of them turned their heads reflexively, the woman waved her fan at Zhou Chiyan more enthusiastically, and deliberately pinched her already sharp voice: "Master Zhou, I haven't seen you for a long time, you haven't entered my door since you made up your marriage, but you want to die in the slave family." It's early today, come in and sit down!" she lifted a strand of black hair with infinite style, listening to the meaning of her words, Zhou Chiyan seemed to be a frequent visitor here in the past.