The winter sun always seems a little warm and soft, shining on people, warm.

The horse-drawn carriages driving on the streets are particularly dazzling and dazzling in the winter sun.

The sound of the wheels of the carriage rubbing against the ground was crisp and pleasant.

A man and a woman sat in the carriage, the girl was wearing a snow-white cotton coat, her long hair was casually draped, a goose egg face, her facial features were exquisite, her skin was delicate and white as jade, and her skin could be broken by blowing, as if she could drip water. Her eyebrows are thick, her eyes are large and round, and her lips are thin and sexy.

The boy was wearing a blue cotton coat, a hat on his head, one hand in his pocket, and the other hand holding the girl's little hand, with a smile on his face, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and his eyes crooked, like a crescent moon, looked very comfortable and kind.

The two are Yu Wenjun and Sima Shao.

The carriage stopped at the door of a house called the 'Qingfeng Tea Workshop', and the two of them entered the tea house.

In the tea shop, there are already many people sitting there waiting, some are drinking tea, chatting, some are dozing, some are bowing their heads and playing with the things in their hands, or closing their eyes to recuperate, or playing with the teacup in their hands, or playing with the porcelain vase in their hands.

Sima Shao kept holding Yu Wenjun's hand and walked to the table by the window, and the two found a place to sit down, waiting for Xiao Er's arrival.

After about half a cup of tea, Xiao Er walked over with a pot of tea, put it in front of the two, and asked with a smile, "What do the two guest officers need?" "

"A pot of Biluochun, a plate of pastries, three more hot dishes, and two more side dishes." Yu Wenjun replied softly.

"Okay!" Xiao Er turned around and left, going to do something else.

Sima Shao raised his hand and touched Yu Wenjun's head, and asked softly, "Wenjun, how do you know that I like sweets?" I remember never telling you! "

Yu Wenjun's white cheeks flushed, and he explained softly: "I asked the maid next to you Ying'er before, and your taste is sweet, so I chose sweets according to your preferences. "

Sima Shao was slightly stunned, he didn't expect the secret in his heart to be seen through by Yu Wenjun, which made him a little uncomfortable, but this also proved how much Yu Wenjun attached importance to himself.

At this time, Sima Shao suddenly felt Yu Wenjun's nervousness, so he comforted him with a smile: "Wenjun, you don't have to worry too much, in fact, I don't blame you, I just want to say, you are so smart." "

Yu Wenjun breathed a sigh of relief, but still hung his head a little shyly. Sima Shao looked at Yu Wenjun's shy appearance, and couldn't help but smile, only to find that Yu Wenjun's neck was very slender and white, like a piece of mutton fat jade, which looked so smooth and tempting under the caress of his palm.

"Okay, you can eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold!" Sima Shao retracted his hand and urged Yu Wenjun to hurry up and eat.

"Hmm." Yu Wenjun answered, picked up the chopsticks, and began to eat slowly.

Sima Shao quietly looked at Yu Wenjun eating, and his heart was full of happiness.

Not long after, Yu Wenjun finished eating, wiped his mouth, and put down his chopsticks.

"Wenjun, have you eaten enough?" Sima Shao asked with concern. Yu Wenjun nodded lightly.

"Why don't we go to the theater later?" Sima Shao suggested. "Hmm." Yu Wenjun also nodded, "It's okay." "

Sima Shao stood up, took Yu Wenjun's hand, and said, "Then let's go." "

"Hmm." Yu Wenjun nodded.

The two of them came to the hall on the first floor, registered their information at the counter, and prepared to go to the backyard of the hall.

"What kind of opera do you want to listen to?" The guy behind the counter asked politely.

"Let's sing 'Huangmei Opera'!" Yu Wenjun said, and Sima Shao nodded beside her, expressing agreement.

"Okay, wait a minute, you two!" The man nodded, and turned away, his back looking thin and thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Sima Shao and Yu Wenjun sat down in the hall, with a pot of tea and a plate of snacks in front of them.

At this time, there were many guests in the hall listening to the play, but most of them were impatient, and after hearing a few words, they couldn't help but shake their heads and leave.

Listening to the noisy voices in the hall, Yu Wenjun felt a little unaccustomed, but she couldn't change it, her eyes looked at the stage without blinking, hoping to see something interesting.

"Wenjun, if you're tired, rest for a while, and we'll listen later." Sima Shao said thoughtfully.

"No, I can still hold on." Yu Wenjun said.

"Hmm. Okay, then I'll listen with you, so I won't be afraid that you'll be bored. Sima Shao said.

While the two were talking, the guy had already come over with a teapot, poured the tea from the teapot into a large bowl, and then set the tea set up.

At this time, the 'Huangmei Opera' ordered by the two of Yu at this time started singing in time, and Yu Wenjun immediately looked up with interest.

By this time, the candlelight in the hall had all dimmed, and only the stage in the center of the hall was lit up. Standing in the center of the stage was none other than the guy who had just registered at the counter.

The guy coughed lightly twice on stage, and then said, "Now I have the protagonist of our play, Zhang Sanniang." "

With that, he retreated behind the curtain.

Soon, a woman in a yellow robe, holding a long stick and embroidered shoes on a white soles walked slowly from the backstage.

Although this woman is a little old, her face is still well maintained, her skin is very white and tender, and she looks graceful and luxurious, gentle and amiable.

This woman is none other than the heroine of this play, Zhang Sanniang.

"Fellow villagers, today is the birthday of the little girl, and I would like to take this opportunity to perform a song and dance for you.

If anyone thinks that I can't sing well, or that I don't play well enough, please stand up and accuse me, I will definitely listen to you and make amends to you! With that, Zhang Sanniang clasped her hands into fists and bowed to everyone.

Everyone applauded, but most of them went for Zhang Sanniang's face.

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When the opera ended, everyone applauded, and everyone appreciated this opera very much.

After everyone left, Yu Wenjun and Sima Shao also walked out of the theater with everyone.

At this time, a carriage had stopped at the gate of the theater. The two maids walked out of the carriage, it was Na Ying'er and Nan'er. The two are also specially here to pick up their own children.

"Ying'er, Nan'er, hard work." Sima Shao said with a smile.