He had been staring at the river for an hour, and he was probably a nerd. I read too many sage books, and I read them all in a daze. Huang Yirong said.

"You just used a word yes, are you secretly saying that Qin Xianggong is also a nerd? Qin Xianggong is also a reader. An Lingxi said with a smile.

"How can I say Brother Qin, Brother Qin is different from them, I think of Hua Yuanzhou in Huaqi Village, Second Brother Hua. Huang Yirong said.

At this moment, a girl in colorful clothes walked on the embankment. Holding an oil-paper umbrella, he walked over to the daze boy.

The breeze blows off the locust flowers, caught by her oil-paper umbrella.

"Meng Gongzi, is that you?" the girl came to the riverside, behind the scholar. Hanging his little head, his face was shy, and he whispered.

Hearing the voice, the scholar turned around and said very unannoyingly: "Qianqian, I told you a long time ago that the two of us are not suitable, why do you have to pester me?"

"Meng Gongzi, the slave family has nothing to think about Gongzi. I'm just afraid that Gongzi will be tired of standing, and I'm afraid that the river wind will blow you cold, so I'll give you a green shirt. The girl whispered.

"Meng Gongzi has a cold stomach and reads hard, if he does not give up, he is willing to be a personal maid for his son, and serve his son's diet and daily life in the morning and evening. ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and handed the green shirt to the scholar.

"Be my personal maid, don't I know what you think? The maid will be the concubine of the prince in the future!" the scholar said coldly.

After speaking, he took the green shirt and threw it into the Huaiyin River.

The green shirt floated down the water, rippling among the acacia flowers, and sank after a while. The girl pursed her lips tightly and turned away silently, a few tears dripping along with the petals.

"Why is this person like this?" Huang Yirong said, "Even if you don't like people, you shouldn't speak ill of them and throw the clothes they gave you into the river." ”

"Yes, I have let the girl down. An Lingxi said. However, when I thought of the sentence that the maid would be the concubine of the son in the future, my heart was pounding again.

This scholar is too much of a thing, and Qin Yifan scolded him even more fiercely in his heart: If you lived in the world where I used to be, there were more men and fewer women, and millions of men couldn't marry wives, it would be your turn to dislike others? What's more, that woman would still be so obedient to you......

This is a good girl who is blind in vain!

At this moment, the girl named Qianqian, holding an oil-paper umbrella, passed by Qin Yifan's stall, probably curious, so she took a look, and then turned to leave.

At this glance, Qin Yifan saw her appearance clearly, she looked very good, it seemed that there were no ugly women in this world, but the tears in the corners of her eyes had not dried.

"Girl, please stay. The warm-hearted Huang Yirong stood up and chased after her. The girl stopped and turned around. "The girl's name is shallow, right?" asked Huang Yirong.

"How do you know?" the girl was surprised. I crooked the oil-paper umbrella and shook the falling flowers on it.

"I already heard your conversation with the scholar just now. Huang Yirong said that her current strength is not weak, and her eyes and ears are smarter than ordinary people. Pulling the girl aside, he whispered, "I see that you seem to be very infatuated with him, and he is ...... to you"

Hearing Huang Yirong ask about the sadness, the girl wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "His name is Meng Nianfan, and he is a scholar who lives next door to me......"

"The two of us grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and we rarely interacted when we were teenagers. At the beginning, he studied hard and wanted to go to Zhongzhou to gain a reputation, but after the second time, there was no more Wenshu. I've been ...... to him since I was a kid I love it very much, but I don't know that he has no heart for me. ”

"Isn't he just a scholar, why do you miss him so much?" Huang Yirong was puzzled.

"This girl, you won't understand emotional matters...... "Said shallowly.

"My surname is Huang, and my name is Huang Yirong. Huang Yirong said, "I'm also a woman, and I'm about the same age as you, how can I not understand?"

"It turned out to be Miss Huang. Said shallowly.

"Could it be that his family is very rich?" asked Huang Yirong.

"It's not. Qianqian said, "My family runs a dyeing workshop, and my family is a bit ...... surplus, but Brother Meng is a family with four walls, it is difficult to eat, and his parents died early. I begged my mother to let him come to the house to propose marriage, but Brother Meng refused several times. ”

"Alas, he's like this, and you still like him so much, and sure enough, emotional things are unreasonable. Huang Yirong sighed.

"Miss Huang, is the ...... of the boy next to you?" asked Qianqian.

"He's also my neighbor, and I've been my childhood sweetheart since I was ......," Ms. Huang said. When she said this, she suddenly stopped talking, because she found that what happened to this girl named Qianqian was too similar to herself.

Qin Yifan is also her neighbor, her parents died early, and she is also a scholar. His own mother, who also asked him to marry.

She and I are simply sympathetic.

"Miss Huang, why don't you speak?" asked Qianqian.

"Because I found out that the two of us were going through the same thing. Huang Yirong sighed and said.

"Why, that boy also rejected you?" asked Shallow.

He did refuse. His reason was that he had always treated me as a sister. Huang Yirong said, "However, he is still better to me now......"

"Miss Huang, you are so happy. He'll at least treat you like a sister. To be honest, I really envy you. "You can stay by his side every day, look at him all day long, and talk to him, which is the greatest happiness......

"And Meng Gongzi didn't even want to say a word to me. ”

"I'm really a lot luckier than you when you say that. Huang Yirong said.

"Miss Huang, you can get that son's refusal, you have to cherish it. Said shallowly.

"I will. Huang Yirong said with a firm expression.

"Who is the girl next to the child?" asked Qianqian.

"It's his maid, named Xiaomei. Huang Yirong said.

"Alas!" sighed lightly, and was even more melancholy in her heart, Xiaomei's appearance was obviously inferior to herself, and said: "That son is kind to the maid, and I, if I want to be Meng Gongzi's maid, he is not happy." I don't know what's wrong with me to make him dislike me so much......"

"Why don't I go and tell that Meng Gongzi?" Huang Yirong felt that she was really pitiful and said.

"It's useless. Shallow said, "My family and his family are world friends, and my parents' words don't work, let alone you are an outsider?"

"And if you let him know that I let you go, he'll hate me even more. ”