"Who else could it be? A wealthy salt businessman," the diner next to him replied.
"I just look down on these wealthy businessmen. Even if they have a little money, they can't go far enough." Boss Wu picked up the wine glass and drank a glass of wine. He drank too quickly and couldn't help coughing twice.
"Brother Wu, why are you doing this? We are rich and noble people in the river, and we don't see enough of them. The red-top businessman still has face in the court." After hearing this, Mr. Shen smiled and comforted, "Come, come, Try the specialties.”
The two of them chatted while drinking. They felt that the roast chicken was particularly delicious, and the fresh fish was even more delicious, leaving a unique taste on the lips and teeth.
The scenery by the river is indeed extraordinary, with the faint moonlight, the cool evening breeze, beauties walking up and down the stone steps from time to time, the flowing dresses dazzling the men's eyes, and the laughter like silver bells in the air. , so that the two men couldn't help but take a second look.
When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little. The relationship between Boss Wu and Mr. Shen deepens as they chat. The moon slowly rises to the top of the head, looking up at the twinkling stars in the sky, groups of fireflies fly by from time to time, and the sound of silk and bamboo comes from the canal. The singer Wu Nong's soft words instantly transport Boss Wu to a picturesque place. Hangzhou is like a dream, but childhood memories come to mind.
"Raise your glass to the bright moon and make three faces to each other." Boss Wu stood up and shook his head and saluted the moon.
"How much sorrow can you have? It's like a river of spring water flowing eastward. Brother Wu, drink."
Seeing the closing time, Mr. Shen stood up and paid the bill. The two of them walked unsteadily onto the spacious stone street. The night enveloped the streets and alleys under the river. They took advantage of the moonlight and walked towards the north...
In front of him were the winding and deep alleys, the smooth stone roads, and the ancient town under the river, reflecting the mist and fringed youth. Mr. Shen Wei was walking on the all too familiar Zhuxiang Street. There were almost no pedestrians in the quiet street. Bamboo Alley is located here. It was once famous for its bamboos, which were dotted in the bamboo crafts shops at the corners and alleys.
The bamboos were peeled off one by one, so they became green and white. The hard bamboos transformed into delicate and soft ones when they held them in their hands; the complicated forest immediately arranged into order when they touched their fingertips. Although bamboo craftsmanship is a craft, it requires more ingenuity on the part of the craftsman.
The Shen family is engaged in business related to water transportation, and occasionally sells weaving products. For decades, the Shen family has been recuperating and recuperating under the river. Today, Master Shen is a perfect couple. I only hope that God will bless the Shen family and their business will be prosperous.
"I'm back!" Mr. Shen returned to his home on Zhuxiang Street.
"Master, I'm drunk again." The housekeeper closed the door and reported to Mrs. Shen.
"Bring the hangover soup quickly." Madam has long been used to it. It's not easy for a man to work hard outside.
"Mom, I'll take it." The obedient new daughter-in-law immediately answered and walked towards the kitchen. Master Shen was very happy.
"Sit down and take a rest." The lady stepped forward and helped the master sit down.
The young mistress quickly brought the hangover soup in the pot to the table. When Mrs. Shen saw that the old man was about to fall asleep again with his head lowered and his eyes lowered, she quickly woke him up and said, "Master, wake up, drink some soup, take a bath and go to bed."
"Thank you, madam." Mr. Shen drank the sobering soup, and the cold sobering water helped him wake up slowly.
The young lady stood aside and waited on her. The son stepped forward and asked, "Dad, you have such a good drinking capacity, are you not drunk?"
"Son, daddy is happy today, madam, aren't you? Well, are you happy?" Mr. Shen said incoherently.
"Happy, happy." Madam quickly took over the words and said to Xiaolong, "Why don't you prepare bath water?"
"Yes, madam." Xiaolong glanced at Xiaoling who was standing next to the young mistress, and ran out...
"I'm going to help too." Xiaoling said and ran out. The young lady looked at her thoughtfully.
Mr. Shen finished taking a bath under the guidance of his wife and went to bed. Mrs. Shen quickly said to her son and daughter-in-law: "You should also go to bed. We are all tired today and have to go back tomorrow."
"Mom, you should go to bed early." The young lady said sincerely, and Mrs. Shen was very happy to hear this.
"Well, I'll just sleep."
The son and his beautiful and virtuous daughter-in-law entered the room, and Mrs. Shen soon fell asleep. At this moment, Hexia Ancient Town has also entered dreamland, and another brand new day is waiting for people.
"Ah -" Mr. Shen stretched himself. He opened his hazy sleepy eyes and saw that it was already daybreak. "I drank too much yesterday."
The scenes of yesterday gradually played back in front of his eyes like a movie reel, with only occasional fragments. At this time, Mr. Shen shook his head helplessly.
"Madam, are my son and the others up?" Mr. Shen asked as he walked towards the front yard and saw his wife who was restless.
"They went out to buy something and will be back today."
"Yes, I'm out."
"Go." Mrs. Shen responded without raising her head. She knew that men like to eat Yangchun noodles, and this is his unshakable habit.
It is a custom in Hexia for newlyweds to bring gifts to their parents' home the next day. This is almost the same in Huai'an Prefecture.
Young Master Shen and Young Mistress were shopping on the street, and her eyes were dazzled by the dazzling array of small commodities. She wanted to marry Young Master Shen. The man's thoughtfulness made her smile. This smile came from the inside out. The smile was so natural and so tender. Master Shen looked at the young lady smiling and he felt happy.
"Mom, let's go." Master Shen and his wife said goodbye to Mrs. Shen.
"Let's go, let's come back soon." Mrs. Shen waved her hand.
"Get up the sedan." A newlywed couple walked out of the alley in a sedan and walked onto Zhuxiang Street.
The sound of hawking can be heard constantly on the streets of Zhuxiang, and various bamboo products woven by the bamboo craftsmen are displayed in front of the stores. There are all kinds of bamboo baskets, baskets, sieves, etc., and the exquisite handicrafts on the main Zhuxiang Street become particularly lively. People open their doors and live their lives. Which family can live without these things?
"Give way, give way." The bearers shouted, and Xiaoling followed closely. Seeing that the young lady had found her own happiness, she was happy for the young lady from the bottom of her heart, but recently, for some reason, she always liked to talk to her. Xiaolong got together.
"Are you happy?" Master Shen held the young mistress's hand in the sedan, his passionate eyes shining brightly.
"But you have to be with the same person." Miss Xu was glowing with glory, and all women nourished by love were as charming as ever.
Master Shen immediately responded: "The white heads will never be separated."
Happy time is always short-lived, and soon the sedan stopped in front of Xu's house.
"Dad, Mom, we are back."
Mr. Xu, who was reading in the study, suddenly heard his daughter's voice and walked out of the study involuntarily.
He was feeling more excited than ever before. This voice was telling her that his daughter was very happy, and Mr. Xu's hanging heart was completely relieved at this moment.
"My father-in-law and mother-in-law are here, please accept my respects from my son-in-law." Master Shen kowtowed to his father-in-law and mother-in-law according to the rules.
"My dear son-in-law, please get up quickly and sit down to talk."
Master Shen presented the gift, and Miss Xu naturally felt more at ease when she returned home. She snuggled up to Mrs. Xu's side, looking at Master Shen and her cheeks turned red. The master and his son-in-law were talking, and the wife and young lady went to the boudoir.
"Daughter, is he good to you?" Mrs. Xu asked with concern.
"Okay." Although she said only one word, the lady could see from her daughter's expression that her daughter was very happy.
As the saying goes, women are afraid of marrying the wrong man, and men are afraid of getting into the wrong profession. The happiness of children is a big deal, and it’s better now.
"Did you have sex?"
"mother--"
"Are you shy?"
"Mom, he is in good health."
"That's good. My daughter, you are now Master Shen's wife and will soon be a mother. Remember what mother said, give men more face and be a good woman who is considerate of men. It is a woman's duty to care for her husband and raise her children." Xu Madam chattered.
"I know, mother."
If you want to know what happens next, listen to the explanation next time.
