Dad wants to talk to this kid again and treat him better than himself. Is it because he is his daughter?
Su Ziji was a little confused, but that's how Xiao Laojiao was. She was usually very nice to herself, but from time to time she would fall out with him, as fast as a dog.
"You mean, let Buhui follow me to Fucheng now?"
After listening to a few words, Su Ziji felt a little embarrassed: "I have no objection, but your health is not good yet and you need someone to take care of you."
"I have a solution for this matter. I will go to the hospital to stay for a few days." Ye Weihan repeated what he said to Ye Buhui to Su Ziji.
"Stay in a medical center?" After thinking about it, Su Ziji actually felt that this method was feasible.
But the problem is, even if Ye Weihan is willing to stay in Zhao Langzhong's medical clinic, how can Ye Buhui be so easily persuaded?
Ye Weihan sighed: "This child doesn't know that I have worked so hard. My body is like this. She is about to get haircut, and she will be able to choose someone. If she doesn't take part in the chess match now, she may not have another chance in the future. How can I let her stay?" Such regret?"
"Moreover, it is best for a girl to have a dowry with her. My family can't give her much dowry now. We can only hope that she can have more skills and marry with the title of chess player. Even if there is an eventuality, the husband and wife are not very harmonious, she I can live off my title as a chess player and my chess skills, so I don’t have to worry.”
As he spoke, Ye Weihan coughed violently again.
This is very true, and it is true.
Beauty ages quickly. You cannot say that love is not possible, but you cannot bet on luck. When a girl gets married, big families rely on her mother's family background, while ordinary families rely on dowry.
After all, no matter according to the laws of the Great Wei Dynasty or the current laws of the Great Zheng Dynasty, a woman's dowry can be taken away in the event of divorce (divorce). This is the final guarantee for her survival.
Su Ziji hurriedly patted his back and nodded repeatedly: "Uncle Ye, I understand what you mean. Don't worry, I will persuade you to obey."
"You don't need to persuade her, just call her in and I'll talk to her." Ye Weihan waved his hand and asked Su Ziji to call. When he went out, he saw Ye Buhui standing at the door, holding a bowl of porridge. , the porridge is still steaming, I don’t know how much I heard.
"Did you hear what Uncle Ye just said?" Seeing that she remained silent, Su Ziji pondered for a moment and said, "Uncle Ye is worried and hopes that you can participate in the chess match and win the title of chess player."
"I think you should go."
"Uncle Ye's health doesn't matter for the moment. If you get the title of chess player, you can make Uncle Ye happy. People feel refreshed when happy events happen. Maybe Uncle Ye's health will get better."
"I understand." Ye Buhui said in a dull voice, turned around and went in. Of course, father and daughter were not allowed to eavesdrop on their private conversation. Su Ziji went to Doctor Zhao's hospital to explain.
"Don't worry, Brother Ye is our old neighbor. We have been friends for decades. I don't dare to say anything else. In my medical clinic, the medicine is cooked and taken on time." Zhao Langzhong patted his chest and said.
Su Ziji still believed it, and when he returned to Ye's bookstore, he saw Ye Buhui carrying a package.
Her eyes were a little red and swollen. Although she was dressed as a daughter, she put on a light blue dress for the convenience of traveling. It was not a man's dress, but there was a sarong skirt that only reached her knees and was tied with a red belt for her to see. Her waist is so slim that she can almost hold it in one hand.
Although she was fourteen or fifteen years old, she was still the age of a flower bud. This almost fifteen-year-old girl was like a beautiful little flower blooming on the roadside, which made Su Ziji slightly startled.
"What are you looking at, idiot, why don't you leave quickly?" Seeing that Su Ziji was a little stunned, Ye Buhui took a look and took the lead to go forward.
Touching his nose, Su Ziji secretly sneered: "Isn't it just that he changed his bun and his clothes? Isn't it worth looking at?"
After following him, Ye Buhui slowed down again, looking back at the closed store door, sadness appeared in Yue Ya's eyes.
"Su Ziji, am I useless? Dad only has me as his daughter. If I were a son, or had an older brother, I would definitely be able to help dad keep up the business, and it wouldn't be so deserted - my family's business used to be pretty good. "
Su Ziji heard the words and whispered: "That's not the case. Uncle Ye opened the bookshop at a good time. The Great Zheng was established, people's livelihood was recovering, the literary style was gradually awakening, and not many people intervened, so it was all smooth sailing."
"Now that we have entered a prosperous era, there are more people with money and more investors. Uncle Ye doesn't want to expand, so the business is not as good as before. There is nothing we can do about it, and it is not your fault."
Ye Buhui was just sighing casually. He didn't want to hear this. He couldn't help but look sideways and felt a little unwilling. Such words were right at first sight, but why couldn't he think that there was such a big gap between his son and his daughter? ?
She felt even more depressed, and after walking for a while in a daze, she suddenly raised her head: "I heard that Tongshan Temple and Sanshan Temple are very effective. Do you think I can go there to ask the gods about my father's illness?" bless?"
When he heard about Tongshan Temple and Sanshan Temple, Su Ziji's eyelids couldn't help but twitch: "Tongshan Temple is a place for Taoist cultivation, not a place to seek immortality or medicine."
"As for the Sanshan Temple, it is an obscene ritual."
Su Ziji knew very well that it was inappropriate to say obscene sacrifices at this time, so she couldn't listen to it. She just said: "The so-called obscene sacrifices are all evil ghosts and gods, which suck people's energy and luck. Worshiping them will only make things worse. "
"Besides, even if there are immortals, they can't save people if they don't have a destiny. It's better to become an immortal and save the family by cultivating yourself." Although Su Ziji had fourteen years of memories, when he realized his past life, his personality was still the main one. , said this inadvertently.
"Cultivation into an immortal by yourself?" Ye Buhui's eyes lit up and he seemed to have opened the door.
Su Ziji was immediately startled. He consciously made a mistake and spoke without restraint. In a world where ghosts and gods exist, this is almost the same as "the emperor would rather have a seed, and listen to those with strong soldiers and horses." If ghosts and gods hear it, there will be disaster immediately.
Just thinking about how to redeem the words, he arrived at the inn and was greeted by Yu Lu.
"Brother Su, is this Miss Ye?" After hearing that Su Ziji mentioned that he would take Ye Buhui to Fucheng with him, Yu Lu immediately guessed the identity when he saw the little girl following him.
Facing Yu Lu, Ye Buhui was very polite: "I have met Mr. Yu."
"No need to be polite. Miss Ye looks younger than I thought. When I see you, I see my sister. You can treat me like a big brother." Yu Lu smiled and looked at Su Zi again Ji: "I booked a boat and got an ox cart to take us there. We went to the dock first and then took the boat."
"I heard that this Fu Chess Competition is held at Panlong Lake in Fu City. We will take a boat directly to the lake and gather with them. There may be many students there already."
"Very good, very good."
Yu Lu brought a book boy with him on this trip. This arrangement was very appropriate. Su Ziji didn't show any pretense and agreed directly.
