The Seventh Bride of President

Mo Siyu also went to the inn. Originally, he wanted to inquire about his brother. Unfortunately, the shop owner didn't know anything about his brother.

Maybe I know, but I just won't tell her. After all, what she asked was the identity of the woman her brother liked.

Mo Siyu strolled around, went to the inn for dinner, drank a pot of sweet scented osmanthus wine, rode on a high horse, and bought himself some festive decorations for the Chinese New Year.

The whole person staggered back.

When the cold wind blows, people who have just drunk wine are hot all over and their cheeks are red.

Mo Siyu didn't expect that the back neck of the osmanthus wine was so big. She just felt a little tipsy. The streets were full of people, and there were festive red silk cloth and red lanterns everywhere, which made her yearning begin to roll uncontrollably.

It's the first time that she has been far away from her parents and relatives, the first time that she spent the new year in a strange place. When she thought of the brilliant fireworks and laughter, she became more and more lonely.

Mo Siyu rummaged through the package and took out the flute he had just bought. Squinting drunk, he began to play on his own:

one mountain, two mountains. The mountain is far away, the sky is high and the water is cold.

Chrysanthemum bloom, chrysanthemum residue. The geese are flying high and the people are not yet back.

Another blow:

Bian current, Si current, flow to Guazhou ancient ferry head, Wushan little worry.

Think long, hate long, hate to return when just rest, Yueming people leaning on the floor.

The sound of the flute is melodious, but it is full of endless sadness. Businessmen, shops and pedestrians on the street are looking at the people on horseback.

I saw a thin but slender young man in white, dressed in fox fur and Cape, handsome and extraordinary, slightly squinting. A beautiful and graceful song flew out of the flute.

The young man has red lips and white teeth. He is more beautiful than a woman. But he has a heroic spirit between his eyebrows. His cheeks are red and he is a little drunk. He sits on the horse's back and shakes slightly. The horse moves forward slowly and looks like a picture of walking. It's very eye-catching.

Mo Siyu was in his own mood. Unexpectedly, two people came from the side of the road and stood in front of him, almost startled the horse.

Mo Siyu bumped on the horse's back and almost fell off the horse's back. Fortunately, she was quick enough to grasp the reins and take control of the horse, so that the people who suddenly came in front and herself were safe.

Mo Siyu woke up three minutes drunk. Looking at the two strange looking women standing in front of him, he politely asked, "what can I do for you?"

"Something's up." One of them couldn't close his mouth with a smile, and walked two steps closer to ma'er, trying to get closer to Mo Siyu: "Mr. Yu, I heard that you are still unmarried, young and promising, which is very popular with the elders of Zhang family...

that Zhang family has a baby girl, who is beautiful, slim and virtuous...

before she finishes, the one next to her He quickly said: "and the daughter of the Li family, who is more beautiful and knows how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I think it's more suitable for you..."

Mo Siyu reacted for a while:...

finally realized that the two women in front of her are different. She is a matchmaker who likes to talk to others.

Mo Siyu was so scared that he woke up. "I didn't invite you to talk about marriage, did I?"

"Although you didn't invite us to talk about marriage, we were invited by other girls." The two matchmakers almost said in one voice: "Mr. Yu, have you ever heard of catching my son-in-law under the list?"