Su Jinyan opened the door and walked in hastily.
Tang Rongzhi, who was adjusting his breath and recovering from internal injuries, heard footsteps and slowly opened his eyes, looking at Su Jinyan who had her little face raised and beaming with joy.
"How much money do you think I made today?"
She looked at Tang Rongzhi expectantly, waiting for his response.
Tang Rongzhi uncrossed his legs to make his movements less stiff, and leaned against the wooden bed in a relaxed manner.
"Five hundred coins."
"No." Su Jinyan sat opposite him and urged again. "Guess again."
"three hundred?"
"Why are you guessing less and less?" Su Jinyan was unhappy, her red lips like rose petals pursed, slightly dissatisfied.
"I can't guess," Tang Rongzhi said, "But from the look of you, you should have made a lot of money."
"Then you still guess so little?"
Tang Rongzhi said calmly: "How many exactly?"
She smiled like that, and of course he knew that the income this time was not low. But, seeing her smiling like a flower, I wanted to tease her.
"Fifty taels of silver." Su Jinyan poured out the broken silver from her purse. "look……"
She counted them piece by piece.
"The facial paste I prepared sold for three taels, and the rouge and lipstick sold for two taels. The boss lady said that my lipstick was very interesting. I had never seen it before, and asked me to make more. I have to rush more these days. Goods, try to sell them for more money. By the way, I have something for you."
Tang Rongzhi watched her open the bag and take out the new clothes inside.
When she saw the men's ready-made clothes, she was just a little surprised. After the surprise, she didn't think it was anything. After all, she was able to make this money because of her own investment. However, when he saw the men's underwear, his expression changed.
"I bought you new clothes, let's see how you like them. Of course, I know you are not short of money, so you will definitely not like such ordinary clothes. Now I am just changing them temporarily, waiting for you to recover from your injuries and go back. You have plenty to wear."
"You bought me some obscene clothes and pants?"
"...Don't you need to wear anything underneath?" Su Jinyan was puzzled.
Tang Rongzhi raised his eyebrows: "Do you think I am Song Qingyang?"
"You are you, Qingyang is Qingyang, how could I regard you as him?" Su Jinyan said, "However, I can make this money thanks to you, and your clothes are full of holes and blood stains. I Now that I have money, I just want to help you change into something clean. Don’t you like it?"
"Does Song Qingyang have it?"
Su Jinyan was silent for a moment and said, "He is an official now and has to wear official uniforms on weekdays."
"You also have to wear official clothes when you take a bath? You also have to wear home clothes when you stay at home."
"Qingyang doesn't like what I picked, so I won't give him any random ideas." Su Jinyan said, "I asked you if you like it, but why do you always ask Qingyang?"
"It can barely be worn, just leave it alone!"
Su Jinyan had been with him for a few days, and she almost knew that she couldn't hear a single nice word from his mouth, and she didn't take his harsh words seriously.
She was in a good mood and planned to cook a few more dishes to reward herself.
When Song Qingyang returned home, he heard a crisp and sweet hometown tune coming from the kitchen.
He stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at Su Jinyan, who was dressed in purple, with a dazed look in his eyes.
This is……
Su Jinyan?
Viewed from the back, her waist is like a willow and her figure is as graceful as a flying butterfly.
When she was cooking, her movements were brisk, her expression was cheerful, and she was obviously in a good mood.
"Ah..." Su Jinyan turned around and was startled when she saw Song Qingyang. "When did you come back?"
Song Qingyang said: "Just got back."
"You go read a book for a while. I'll call you when I'm done." Su Jinyan said.
"Are you in a good mood today?"
"Well... I made money today." Su Jinyan smiled brightly. "Suddenly I feel like I have hope for the future."
Song Qingyang frowned.
Were you not looking forward to the past days?
He was already an official and had a promising future, but she still felt uneasy?
After Song Qingyang returned to the room, Su Jinyan divided the prepared meal into two parts and took one part into the woodshed.
Tang Rongzhi was walking around under the bed, doing difficult movements from time to time, obviously checking the recovery of the wound.
"Are you going back?"
"Yeah." Tang Rongzhi originally planned to leave, but when she asked, he told her his plan. "I'll go out tomorrow. If I don't come back, just pretend I didn't show up."
"Okay, I wish you all the best." Su Jinyan was a little disappointed.
She made a friend for the first time, and now that he is leaving, there will be no one to help her with advice or listen to her worries.
While eating, Song Qingyang clearly felt that Su Jinyan's mood was not that high. She could still hum a tune just now, but now it has become low again. It is really difficult to guess the woman's thoughts.
"Do you want to drink?" Su Jinyan asked Song Qingyang.
"Do you have wine?" Song Qingyang asked.
"Yes." Su Jinyan stood up and returned not long after with a jar of wine.
After making money today, she bought some daily necessities and a jar of wine as a spare, thinking that she would be able to deal with emergencies if there were more guests. Fortunately, she drank it before the guests came.
"Have fun today, let's have a few drinks."
After a few glasses of wine, Su Jinyan started to shake.
She took the chopsticks away from Song Qingyang's hand, held his shoulders, and looked at him very seriously: "Tell me, do you think I am old and not worthy of you?"
Song Qingyang: "..."
Su Jinyan's eyes were red, like a little rabbit, and she looked a little pitiful.
However, as she stood in front of Song Qingyang, her plump figure stimulated Song Qingyang's eyes.
"If you don't like me, then you don't like me. I don't like you anymore. If you say that I am your sister, then don't go around saying that I am your wife. Without you, I will still marry. Who dares to do that in the future? Marry me?" Su Jinyan poked Song Qingyang's forehead again and again, hard.
Song Qingyang grabbed her wrist and said in a deep voice: "Stop making trouble. I'll help you go back to your room to rest."
"You don't need to support me." Su Jinyan sat back to where she was before. "I'll go back to my room and rest by myself. You can clean up this place for me."
"Sister Jinyan...Jinyan, I have no other intentions. It's just that over the years, I have always regarded you as..." Song Qingyang was speechless.
Facing the current Su Jinyan, he couldn't say anything about his sister. The way he looked at her just now was one of admiration for women, even...a bit of lust.
Su Jinyan stood up and walked towards the woodshed without listening to what Song Qingyang said.
"I don't like a messy room. Please clean it up for me. I'm a little dizzy. I'm going back to sleep. Don't disturb me."
After Su Jinyan returned to the woodshed, she staggered towards the small wooden bed.
Tang Rongzhi had eaten and drank enough and was eating next to him.
The dishes and chopsticks are placed neatly on the wooden cabinet.
Tang Rongzhi changed into the clothes Su Jinyan had just bought. His long hair was loose, and his ordinary clothes gave off a bit of a devilish air.
