Chapter 55: Elopement does not lead to martyrdom
Master Xie has been walking more and more frequently at night recently, especially after An Xiang Yao's medicinal diet closes.
"Our Xiaohui, she said that she didn't like people, you see, you see, this hasn't been married yet, and she runs to other people's stores all day long. Tell me what this looks like. Old Man Xie took a sip of tea and dropped a sunspot.
Master Qian, who was sitting opposite, pondered how to settle down, so that he could kill Master Xie without leaving a piece of armor, "I look at you, I'm afraid I'm very happy." You said that you are really, such a lifelong event as getting married, you don't care about Xiaohui's feelings at all. Arranged marriages are not allowed. β
Master Xie immediately defended: "I can be a daughter like Xiaohui, that poor boy is worried about my Xie family's property, and he has no fart skills." Look at that Zhang An, the personal disciple of Old Man Shu, not to mention the medical skills, he can run such a big medicinal food shop at a young age, but he is much better than that poor boy. Are you willing to let your precious son marry a woman from a green house?"
"As long as they are in love, what do I not like, and I don't marry back to live with me. Mr. Qian said that he didn't care.
Master Xie said with disdain: "You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, you old guy, you want to move my chess pieces while I'm not paying attention, how many years have you been, you really can't change your..."
After coaxing Xiao Xiang to sleep, Zhang An walked down from upstairs and brought Xie Wenhui a cup of white fungus lotus seed soup, "Please eat, no thanks." β
"Yo, did the iron rooster lose its hair today?" Xie Wenhui scooped up a spoonful, "Hmm, it's delicious, I praise you." I really envy Shu Xiang, there is such a good brother as you. But I'm quite curious, why is Shu Xiang's surname Shu and your surname Zhang?"
Zhang An sat down opposite Xie Wenhui, poured himself a cup of tea, and said: "Half a year ago, I was seriously injured and almost died in the mountains, but I wanted to save me and took care of me for three whole months. What's more, my grandfather is also so good to me, I don't think about Xiao, who is good?"
"Ahh Xie Wenhui said sympathetically.
Zhang An waved his hand and said, "There is no need to sympathize with me, if you have this time, you should tell me about my rival in love, otherwise how can I help my 'fiancΓ©e' to marry my rival in love?"
Xie Wenhui glanced at Zhang An, put down the spoon, sat upright, and said slowly: "His name is He Zhu, and he is a blacksmith in our East Street Shenlong Iron Shop. Brother Zhu's father, He Yun, was a blacksmith who had forged artifacts! This made the Shenlong Iron Shop famous, and many cultivators came to the Shenlong Iron Shop to ask for magic weapons. Later, Uncle He Yu was invited by the people of Sword Worship Villa to forge a sword, and he never came back. Everyone said that the treasure of the town of Baijian Villa, Wanlin Guixuan Sword, was cast by Brother Zhu's father, and when the sword was completed, the people of Baijian Villa killed Uncle He Yu to sacrifice the sword. β
Zhang An frowned, this Baijian Villa seemed to have some impressions. But it is rumored that the swordsmen and cultivators of Sword Villa are all chivalrous and righteous people, and they should not do such a bad thing. Without interrupting Xie Wenhui, Zhang An motioned for her to continue.
Seeing that Uncle He Yu had not returned for a long time, Brother Zhu's mother found the Sword Villa, but the people who worshiped the Sword Villa said that after the sword was completed, Uncle He Yu did not even participate in the celebration banquet and left the Villa. I guess it must be those sanctimonious hypocrites who killed Uncle He Yoo and still don't admit it. After Brother Zhu's mother returned, she became ill and died not long after. Later, the Shenlong iron shop was taken down by Uncle Qian and became an iron shop for casting ordinary ironware. Uncle Qian couldn't bear to let Brother Zhu wander alone, so he left him to work as a blacksmith in the blacksmith shop. After speaking, Xie Wenhui drank all the tea in front of her.
Zhang An was a little puzzled and asked, "Since He Yu is such a powerful casting master, why did He Zhu become a mediocre and a little blacksmith?"
Speaking of this, Xie Wenhui slapped the table and said indignantly: "How else to say that God is unfair! Moreover, my father actually doesn't think Brother Zhu is poor, because Brother Zhu is a little wooden and looks dull, my father doesn't like him. However, Brother Zhu was not like this before, when I was a child, Brother Zhu was lively and cheerful, and whoever bullied me, he would beat me back. From that time on, I decided not to marry Brother Zhu. Even if Brother Zhu becomes like this, I just like his stupid appearance, I just like him and only smiles at me, I just like him, I like everything about him, and I don't care what others think. β
"But your dad cares. Master Xie is one of the top two businessmen in Kyoto, if others see that your Xie family's uncle is a fool, don't get me wrong, I don't mean to slander He Zhu. What do you say about you behind your back, what do you say about your father? So, if you want your marriage to He Zhu to be successful, you have to ask your father to nod your head, otherwise I can't do anything. Zhang An said helplessly.
Xie Wenhui's eyes were red, how could her father agree. Secretly making up her mind, Xie Wenhui said: "If you can't help it, I can only elope with Brother Zhu." β
"Poofββ" frightened Zhang An squirted out a sip of tea, and hurriedly persuaded: "Don't be impulsive, your father is just such a precious girl as you, if you run away, your father must not die in a hurry." That's right, why didn't I think of it earlier!" Zhang An happily hammered his palm, "I have a way!"
"What's the way?" Hearing this, Xie Wenhui held back her tears.
"If the elopement fails, we can be martyred!" Zhang An carefully said the plan, and Xie Wenhui left satisfied.
Finally seeing off the aunt and grandmother, Zhang An also closed the door of the store and walked towards his room.
"Damn!" Zhang An screamed in fright.
"Brother An, what's wrong?" Xiao Xiang was awakened by the scream, and rubbed his eyes by the door.
Zhang An hurriedly pushed Xiao Xiang back to the room and said, "It's okay, it's okay, Xiao Xiang sleeps quickly, there was a big black mouse in my brother's room just now, and he has already run away." β
"Brother Na An also rests early, good night. Xiao Xiang covered the quilt, and fell asleep again after speaking in a daze.
Zhang An ran back to the room, quickly closed the door, turned around and asked in a low voice, "Why are you in my room?!"
Mo Fuxuan chuckled and said, "Of course the big black mouse is here to find you for medicinal food, is it difficult to find you to sleep?"
It's really desperate, how can you provoke this ancestor, the key is that there is no way to deal with her. "I'm wrong, I'm a big black mouse, okay. Let's go down and talk, don't wake up my sister. β
Zhang An didn't dare to give her bitter ginseng egg soup anymore, he tasted it last time, and this ancestor almost killed him, so he honestly stewed a cup of red sunflower white fungus honey for her.
Mo Fuxuan tasted it tentatively, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "It's not bad, the craftsmanship is very good." I didn't expect that you look honest and responsible, but in fact, you have a bad stomach. β
"What, what, why do I have a bad stomach?" Zhang An looked impatient, just thinking that this ancestor would quickly finish eating and leave.
Mo Fuxuan snapped her fingers and said, "I gave me such a bitter thing last time, and today I gave your little daughter-in-law this kind of ghost idea, did I still wronged you?"
Zhang An's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "You eavesdrop on other people's speeches! Do you still have any moral sense?!"
"Please, do I want to be a demon to eat morally? I don't know if you are really stupid or fake smart, such a beautiful little daughter-in-law actually gave it to others. Mo Fuxuan shook her head.
"Have you ever loved? Do you know how painful it is for people who love each other not to be together? Do you know what love is as a demon?"
"It's unpalatable!" Mo Fuxuan slammed the spoon in her hand to the ground and rushed out of the door.