Wu Ting saw the dirt on Zhao Chan's hands: "Come and wash your hands."
Squatting beside the stream, washing the dirt, Zhao Chan took ten copper coins from his arms and handed them to her.
"what do you mean?"
"I have bought a coffin for Old Liu, and the coffin shop will deliver it to my home at noon. I would like to ask Sister Wu Ting to join me in helping Old Liu to be laid to rest."
Wu Ting said angrily: "Zhao Chan! Who are you looking down on? I am a money-minded person!!"
"Listen to my explanation."
"Okay, you tell me, I'll listen."
"After all, Sister Wu has nothing to do with Lao Liu, so we can't help in vain. Besides, Lao Liu and I used to go down the mountain after picking paint and often go to Sister Wu's house to eat and drink..."
"Then I don't want it either."
Zhao Chan said helplessly: "If you don't accept it, I will have to bury Lao Liu myself."
"Good sister, just accept it!"
"If you don't want it, my conscience is troubled. Old Liu is the master who taught me how to pick paint. It's natural for me to give it to him. Sister Wu doesn't have this feeling."
Wu Ting took the ten copper coins and sighed: "I can't beat you."
Zhao Chan smiled happily: "It's getting late. I have to return to the town. Sister Wu Ting, I joined the Demon Slayer Division. I will not be short of money in the future, so you don't have to worry."
"You..." Wu Ting was shocked and asked urgently, "You, you joined the Demon Slayer Division?"
"Yeah." Zhao Chan said with a relaxed smile.
"Zhao Chan!" Wu Ting said angrily, "Don't you know how dangerous it is to be a demon slayer? There are so many demons in the mountains, and you, a mortal, are no match for these beasts!"
Zhao Chan ran away, leaving her standing by the stream, stamping her feet anxiously, waving her hands and saying with a smile, "Someone should do these things."
Seeing him running towards Youju Town, Wu Ting shouted: "You used to cherish your life!"
"Perhaps... people will change." The young man with only his back replied.
Wu Ting sat back on the rocks by the creek with deep thoughts, stretched out her hands to wash her clothes, and suddenly paused.
"Zhao Chan talks too much."
"I'm also cheerful."
“It’s not as dull as it was in previous years.”
"Zhao Chan is right, people will change."
Sisters A Ping and Bai Yuqing carefully looked at the tiger demon that was chopped into two halves, and found that it was indeed a low-grade Qi-gathering state.
A Ping was breathing rapidly before he realized that Zhao Chan's talent in training was astonishing. He could now kill low-level Qi-collecting monsters. If he was sent to the Xuanwei Sect to be trained at all costs, wouldn't it shock the world of cultivation?
Zhao Chan will be the proud son of ZTE Xuanwei Sect!
Bai Yuqing seemed to be aware of his thoughts and sneered: "The small temple of Xuanwei Sect cannot accommodate this big Buddha."
A Ping ignored her and turned around to leave. He wanted to discuss the matter with Junior Sister Xie.
"Sister! Is he going to steal Lang Jun?" Bai Youjun asked in a low voice.
Bai Yuqing said contemptuously: "With Zhao Chan's mentality, he will not go to Xuanwei Sect."
"What should we do if they kidnap Mr. Lang?"
"Qingmei, why are you so stupid at this time? Could it be that in your eyes, I can't beat them?"
Bai Youjun immediately hugged her arm and begged: "Sister, can you take your husband back to Da'eshan? It's too complicated at the bottom of the mountain. I'm afraid that your husband will suffer a loss."
"Suffering a loss?"
Bai Yuqing sneered and patted Bai Youjun's little head: "You have seen Zhao Chan's series of actions clearly. Such a kind-hearted person with a dark heart, do you think he can suffer?"
"Oh, sister, please don't slap me on the head, I won't grow taller." She said angrily, "Mr. Lang is obviously a honest and honest person."
"A honest and honest person?" Bai Yuqing was shocked and asked, "If Zhao Chan was really an honest and honest person, he would have been hacked to death by that foreigner at the door of his house!"
"Humph, the honest and honest man is not pedantic or rigid."
"Qingmei, have you been poisoned by love?"
"Sister A has chosen our marriage..."
"I..." Bai Yuqing had nothing to say. If she had known this, she would never have messed with the rules.
The two of them were not in a hurry and returned to Youju Town as if they were sightseeing.
According to the original plan, they just stopped in Youju Town to rest and have fun for a few days. Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened.
The two of them passed by Wu Ting who was washing clothes.
Wu Ting turned her head and looked at them, smiling politely at them.
Bai Yuqing murmured to herself: "This woman is slightly less talented than Zhao Chan, but she is also a talented and beautiful person. If the big sect on the mountain takes her away, she will be able to achieve success in her cultivation within a few years.
This small place surrounded by mountains and rivers is really eye-opening. "
"What is sister talking about?"
"Qingmei, go and ask the name of the woman who washes clothes."
"good."
Bai Youjun ran up to Wu Ting and asked playfully: "Sister, you are so beautiful. Can you tell me your name?"
Suddenly someone complimented her on her beauty, Wu Ting was at a loss for a moment. Looking at Bai Youjun's beautiful appearance, she felt that she was not a bad girl. After Wu Ting collected her thoughts, she whispered: "Young lady, I don't dare to take advice from you. My surname is Wu, and my single name is Wu." The name is Ting."
"Is it Pingting's graceful Ting?"
"Ah?" Wu Ting didn't understand what it meant to hire Ting Grace. She had never read a book.
Bai Youjun picked up a twig and wrote the word "婷" on the grass by the water.
Wu Ting blushed and responded: "Yes, it's this Ting."
"Sorry to bother you, see you later!" Bai Youjun waved goodbye.
"Did you ask?"
"That sister's name is Wu Ting."
Bai Yuqing nodded: "I understand."
"What do you want to do, sister?"
"Maybe I could sell you a big favor."
"Ha, I understand, sister wants to introduce Wu Ting to a sect on a mountain!"
"You are the only one who is smart!" Bai Yuqing laughed and scolded.
…
There is a patch of melon seed peels left at the entrance of Youju Town.
I think the shadow puppet show last night satisfied the people.
When I ran to the door of Xizhao Inn, the proprietress Xie Wan was sitting on a bench eating melon seeds.
"Little toad!"
"Hello, sister Wan'er."
"You came back from outside? Don't tell me that you are keeping vigil in the Demon Slayer Division." She asked.
"Go to the mountains and look at the sumac trees."
"You are already a demon slayer from the Demon Slayer Division, do you still need to pick paint?" Xie Wan joked.
Zhao Chan smiled and said: "After all, it is a profitable job."
Xie Wan held the melon seeds in her hands and gave them to him, looking at her hands several times.
It was difficult to clean the tree paint on his hands. His hands were clean now, but there was still dirt under his fingernails that had not been washed away.
"You didn't sleep last night and went digging in the mountains?" Xie Wan asked, "You didn't even bring the lacquer knife with you."
How can I check whether a lacquer tree is suitable for picking lacquer without even carrying a lacquer knife with me?
The little toad lied.
Xie Wan was a little unhappy.
Zhao Chan's expression did not change, he remained calm. He did not want to explain, so he changed his words: "Does Sister Wan'er still need part-time workers?"
"Ha." Xie Wan looked at him deeply, "Little toad..."
"Goodbye, sister Wan'er, I have to go to the Demon Slaying Department." Zhao Chan ran towards Nongsui Alley.
Xie Wan was stunned in place.
he's changed.
Not only do they talk too much, but they also don’t bother to be “nice” to others.
Xie Wan lowered her face.
The little toad started to become more confident. He used to be afraid that if he said something bad, people would look down upon him.
Like an ant who lives cautiously.
"What happened to you?"
…
Zhang Cuicui set up a wonton stall early.
Yang Yun, who had not slept all night, was still in good spirits. He saluted Zhang Cuicui and said, "A bowl of wontons stuffed with chives."
"It's ready for you." She placed the steaming wontons in front of Yang Yun.
Yang Yun stirred the soup with a spoon and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao Xian is really a genius."
"Oh? What do you say?"
He recounted the explanation of calligraphy to Zhao Chan last night and sighed: "My dear brother is so talented and beautiful. If you calm down and study the sages' books, you will definitely be the best and be named in the gold list."
Zhang Cuicui listened quietly.
"Good morning Sister Cuicui, good morning Brother Yang."
"Good brother!" Yang Yun put down the spoon, stood up and bowed in salute. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhao Chan running away.
"Alas! Why are you so anxious, dear brother! I want to continue discussing calligraphy with you." Yang Yun shook his head and sat down to eat wontons.
Zhang Cuicui frowned.
It was impossible for Zhao Chan to be on duty at the Demon Slaying Department last night. She knew the rules of the Demon Slaying Department, and many people in Youju Town also knew that newcomers like Zhao Chan had to inspect for a period of time, and then appoint some things after passing the inspection. For example, staying vigil at the Demon Slayer Division...
So, he came back from outside the town. Where was he last night?
A hint of doubt lingered in my mind.
Zhang Cuicui seemed to ask casually: "Have you been discussing it all night?"
"No. Brother Xian didn't leave until early in the morning."
"It seems like your good brother didn't go home to sleep."
Yang Yun smiled and said: "Young man, you are full of energy. It's time to listen to my explanation of calligraphy. I can't help but be excited. I went to keep fit early in the morning."
Scholars must not waste their bodies by just reading books from sages. They must know that a healthy body is the capital of long-term study. "
Zhang Cuicui sat across from him and stared at him quietly: "As for you, you only study all day and night and don't care about your body at all."
"This is a fallacy, young lady. It is precisely because I have a strong body that I can study the sages' books diligently."
"You lack a wife to take care of your studies."
"I only have Qingfeng with two sleeves, how can I have the money to find a wife?"
"There are certainly women in the world who only care about you and don't care about wealth and glory. You often say that you are happy in poverty and happiness. Is it possible that there are no women who also say, "My heart is at peace in my hometown?"
Yang Yun chewed wontons and said vaguely: "Hard to find, hard to find."
"I know such a woman."
"Do you know me?"
"Not only do we know each other, we are even very familiar with them."
"who?!"
"Far away in the horizon, close in front of you." Zhang Cuicui's eyes were clear. After saying this, she took a deep breath and felt relaxed all over. She had forgotten how long she had held this sentence in her heart.
Yang Yun was at a loss and put down the spoon, "I still have homework to do, farewell!"
She became angry and blocked the way: "Yang Yun, I just like you!"
People walking on Caiyan Street stopped to watch the excitement.
Zhang Cuicui, a pretty widow who has been rumored by many rumors, actually confessed her love to Yang Yun, a maniac who was stupid because of reading!
This matter is enough for women in the streets to talk about for several years.
Liang You and Wang Lushui happened to be in the crowd.
Wang Lushui watched with gusto, but Liang You was lost in thought.
"Look, let me tell you, Zhang Cuicui must have had an affair with him. She must have decided to marry Yang Yun instead when she saw that she had a child." Wang Lushui turned around and said.
Standing on tiptoes behind her to watch the excitement was Malan.
Yesterday, Liang You had an argument with Wang Lushui at Zhang Cuicui's wonton stall, and it was Malan who dragged them back to Xiaohua Lane.
As a well-known talkative woman in Youju Town, Malan would not let go of such a rare opportunity to spread rumors. Zhang Cuicui said, "It's hard to say. Who knows if the baby in her belly belongs to Yang Yun, the leprosy-headed man."
"Ha, you're right." Wang Lushui sneered.
Liang You felt uncomfortable and said, "Say less."
"Liang You, are you still thinking about that coquettish fox?" Ma Lan rolled his eyes at him, "It's a pity that the coquettish fox doesn't like you. Only our green water is blindly treating you well."
Wang Lushui sneered and said: "Go home later! There is so much mold growing in the house, and I have to shovel it out. If you can't finish it today, watch your skin carefully."
Malan said strangely: "In previous years, there was no mold even if it rained. I don't know what's going on this year. It's moldy like crazy."
"Who else can you blame? It's all Zhang Cuicui's fault! She is unlucky! Bah, bitch, sooner or later she will get a disease and her body will rot."
Liang You sighed several times and walked towards Xiaohua Lane in a hurry.
Passing by Nongsui Alley, Zhao Chan ran out.
He glanced at Liang You who looked lonely, and then saw a group of people surrounding Sister Cuicui's wonton stall.
After hiding the money and secret books, I simply tidied up my home and went to the Demon Slayer Department as soon as possible.
Unexpectedly, something happened to Sister Cuicui’s wonton stall.
Zhao Chan had no choice but to squeeze through the crowd to see if he could help Sister Cuicui solve the problem.
Zhang Cuicui cried.
Tears welled up.
She wiped it again and again, but there were too many tears. No matter how hard she tried, Yang Yun was still blurry in her eyes.
She didn't want to lose sight of him, so she tried her best, and even though her eyes were red and swollen, tears still poured down like a dam.
"Sister Cuicui." Zhao Chan walked up to her and grabbed her wrist.
Zhang Cuicui shook off Zhao Chan's hand and opened her eyes with all her strength. She had to see clearly the man standing opposite.
She still had a lot to say, but her lips were trembling so much that she couldn't say even a single word.
"Brother Yang?"
Yang Yun stared at Zhang Cuicui blankly, as if he was dumbfounded.
Zhao Chan knew the whole story from the chatter of the crowd without asking.
It turns out that Sister Cuicui confessed her love to Brother Yang.
In recent years, Sister Cuicui has only sold leek-filled wontons and not other fillings. Zhao Chan once asked why not prepare more fillings to satisfy the different tastes of different people.
Sister Cuicui smiled and said nothing, and he caught the happy expression on her face.
He didn't understand it then, but he understands it now.
The person who has visited the wonton stall the most in recent years is Brother Yang. He especially likes to eat wontons stuffed with chives and never gets tired of eating them.
Sister Cuicui set up the wonton stall for Brother Yang alone.
so.
Zhao Chan reminded Yang Yun: "Brother Yang, you have read many poems and books, you should understand that words can kill people!"
No matter what, if Yang Yun doesn't accept Zhang Cuicui today, she will have no shame in living in Youju Town in the future.
Yang Yun sighed heavily. Beyond Zhao Chan's expectation, he walked up to Zhang Cuicui and hugged her with his arms.
The onlookers all exclaimed.
Yang Yun, a maniac who was stupid because of reading, had the courage to hug the widow Zhang Cuicui in front of everyone.
"When I was little, I liked to eat the wontons made by my mother the most. Now, I like to eat the wontons made by you the most."
There is nothing left in his mouth.
"Cui Cui, after my mother passed away, I was heartbroken. I hated that I couldn't keep my mother alive to serve her day and night, so I had to numb myself with the books of saints and sages. Oh, it seemed like I was stupid, but who knew the pain in my heart? "
"After meeting you, I immersed myself in studying even more."
"The wontons you made with leek filling do taste the same as those made by my mother, and are even more delicious, but I don't care. Eating is eating after all. As long as I don't starve to death, I'll be fine."
