Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 271 Meeting Qiu Yunyang Again

The meals came to the table one after another, Si Yao was extremely attentive, adding vegetables and serving soup, Xiao Yi was so gentle that he barely started feeding the meal.

Xuemei wanted to bury her face in the bowl under the sight of people at the table from time to time, her heart was sweet and ashamed.

After lunch, the table was cleared, Shu Yingtong and Mingxia discussed the new summer accessories, adding summer exclusive elements.

Xuemei couldn't help much, so Si Yao coaxed her to wander the streets.

Jing Yun said that he had nothing to do at leisure, and while listening to them talk, he laid out paper and studied ink, and when he heard an interesting idea, he dipped it in ink and drew.

He used to have rich experience in drawing catalogs for porcelain kilns, and he had a good understanding. Shu Yingtong could grasp the key points and draw a picture with just a few words.

When the two of them stopped, the paper on the table was already full of drawings.

Shu Yingtong leaned over and glanced at it, then reached out to take the pen and made a few corrections, "Probably that's it."

"Young master is so amazing!" Mingxia stood up in surprise, holding the paper and looking at it carefully, "In this way, I understand everything the girl said!"

"It's called a tacit understanding." Jing Yunyan walked to the side and came back after washing his hands, raising his eyebrows and chuckling, "The business is over, can you return her to me?"

"Ah... but, yes..."

Mingxia stared blankly at Jing Yunyan leading Shu Yingtong out of the living room with a half hug and half hug, and suddenly looked forward to Mu Chuge's new shopkeeper.

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Will it hurt people like them...

Just after lunch time, the guys who had been busy for a long time had to stagger their time to eat, the shop became quiet, and the three little girls chatted quietly at the door.

Seeing Jing Yunyan dragging Shu Yingtong's hand back, they gave each other tacit smiles, winked and changed the subject.

"You like this sofa very much?" Shu Yingtong looked at Jing Yunyan who was leaning on the sofa with open arms with some amusement.

"Well, it's more comfortable than the Arhat bed. Let's make one and keep it at home." He raised his face and frowned at her, "It must be very pleasant to sit on this bed and drink tea and read a book."

Shu Yingtong quietly watched him enjoying himself, "You reminded me."

He smiled and stretched out his hand to grab her hand and tugged at himself, "Reminder of what? Huh?"

She turned around and sat next to him, frowned and thought about it, and asked seriously: "Are you sitting here this morning because you really want to talk to them?"

Jing Yunyan exhaled and smiled helplessly, "No, it's just being idle and boring. You leave me behind as soon as you leave me, I'm so pitiful."

She nodded, and it is true that a bunch of strangers have been stewed here.

Not everyone wants to talk to other people, some people like to be noisy, some people like to be quiet.

Women usually stay for a long time when visiting this kind of shop. After trying this and that, the accompanying man is quite boring sitting here.

"I want to add a bookcase, and add a pair of tables, chairs and a chess board over there, what do you think?" Shu Yingtong pointed to a small vacant space next to it.

Some people don't like doing useless social interactions.

Si Yao, for example, would definitely not talk to someone or something he wasn't interested in.It would only annoy him if someone talked about something he wasn't interested in next to him.

Shu Yingtong also has a deep understanding of this point.

"Huh? That's a good idea." Jing Yunyan picked up her hand, "I'd rather have a chat or read a book than sit there and greet people."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at the rest area on the other side, "Let's put it together there too, less people gossip, and more elegance."

In the morning, someone talked about his family Tongtong, and he heard it too, but he couldn't be as knowledgeable as them, so he could only tell others how much he liked her in his own way.

"Let's go, go to Yayi Zhai, pick up two sets of chess and some books." Shu Yingtong patted his arm, straightened his skirt and got up.

"Oh, I'm so busy." He smoothed his robe obediently and got up, pursed his lips and complained in a low voice, "It's such a beautiful afternoon, taking a nap is the best arrangement~"

"Then you go to bed."

"No, I want to accompany you." He chased after her and walked out side by side with her, his eyes drooping and his eyebrows raised.

What's the point of sleeping alone.

The sun was shining brightly, and most of the shops on both sides of the street were taking a nap, and the small vendors were napping on their stalls with cloth sheds, and there were very few pedestrians on the road.

The two tried their best to choose a shady place and walked towards the East Street. Most of the businesses in the South Street were related to basic necessities of life, while most of the businesses in the East Street were elegant and high-end businesses, and some were not so elegant.

"Go out, we won't collect your junk."

"No matter how the shopkeeper handles the eyes, these are all useful to scholars, and you can be as much as you can."

"Hiss~ You don't understand human language! Did we collect the piles to take up space! Don't talk nonsense, get away~"

The gray-clothed guy impatiently pushed the long-clothed scholar to the door.

The long-clothed scholar staggered and almost fell to the ground. The burden he was carrying was not fastened tightly, and fell to the ground with a muffled sound of bluestone slabs, and the burden skin fell apart.

A few semi-bald writing brushes, a well-washed old inkstone, and a stack of books are exposed to the hot sunlight.

He squatted on the ground dejectedly and tidied up carefully, grabbed his sleeves and wiped the dust off the books distressedly. The laughter of street vendors watching the excitement fell in his ears, making him too embarrassed to look up.

A slender and clean hand held a white porcelain pen holder and handed it to his eyes, "Your."

The cold and indifferent voice was very familiar. He raised his eyelids and glanced aside. The same color embroidered shoes were exposed under the hem of the lake blue skirt. Lustrous luster.

He quickly raised his head, looked embarrassedly at Shu Yingtong who was standing next to him, still bent over and holding the pen, and then looked at Jing Yunyan, who was standing next to her and smiling gently at him.

"Thank you benefactor." He took the things, and a sense of shame suddenly surged in his heart.

He didn't feel embarrassed to ask someone to accept his pawn at the pawn shop just now, but now he just feels that he has lost the last bit of pride in the scholar in front of his benefactor.

"There's a tea shed over there, I have something to talk to you about." Shu Yingtong left a word, turned around and walked across the street.

Qiu Yunyang looked at Jing Yunyan suspiciously, the sun was facing his face, and his eyes were a little too dazzled, "Grandpa, what, what's the matter?"

Jing Yunyan pursed his lips and smiled, leaning over to pick up his burden, "I don't know, you'll know when you go? It's not a bad thing after all."

The fine beads of sweat on Qiu Yunyang's forehead pooled into drops and slid down his temples to his chin. He quickly wiped it off with his sleeves, got up and followed behind him, guessing in his mind what they were looking for him to talk about.

I didn't think about it until I entered the tea shed. The thatch on the top covered the sun, and I suddenly felt that the heat was not so hot before I came back to my senses.

Seeing the two of them dressed decently and sitting there indifferently, I was indescribably moved.

With their identities, how can they usually come to drink this kind of foam tea that costs a few pennies and a big bowl?
"Shopkeeper, let's have three bowls of tea and two plates of noodle and fruit." Jing Yunyan called out the stall owner who was dozing off.

"Ouch, I'm sorry, I didn't notice that the nobleman is here~" the old man in brown smiled and nodded and apologized, "Come here, come here~"

(End of this chapter)