We just like that, why don’t we?! You naughty and troubled mother! You make you quip it all day long...

Tang Lichen sneezed and saw that the third uncle looked at him, and hurriedly explained: "My nephew is an old problem, it's okay." As he said that, he rubbed his nose again and looked at a girl not far away: "It's almost the Jingzhe solar term, and that woman is still wearing a big-haired cloak, which is really out of place."

Chang Sui, who was standing beside him, also complained for a while, and then heard Tang Lichen say endlessly: "Besides, this girl is short, wearing a big white cloak and a snow cap, just like a little snow pile..."

——This inappropriate girl Xiaoxueduer is Youqing.

At this moment, Youqing was standing under a big plum tree holding the girl, holding a big red plum tree in her hand. The Cao family was filled with plum blossoms, and she could borrow the scenery wherever she walked.

Youqing's eyes stared at the group of talkative young people not far away, and could vaguely see someone in it.

Youqing really wanted to go up and say something to him, but due to the large number of people, he was inevitably motivated by those people, so he kept careful attention and walked forward slowly.

This time I walked, I went to Gumei Garden.

The people beside him finally dispersed, and Youqing asked the girl to come forward to invite her.

Wen Xixiu turned around, with a cold look inquiry, and she saw Youqing's heart thumping. She grabbed the red plum branch in her hand and pointed to a place with fewer guests on the side of the ancient plum garden.

Seeing Wen Xixiu moving towards the other side, Youqing felt relieved. He lowered his head and looked at his feet wearing red embroidered shoes, as if he followed Wen Xixiu over step by step.

The white fox-skinned cloak was a little hot, but who knew it would be so warm today? I remember the first time I met him that year, he was wearing such a white fox-skinned cloak. That day, he was attending the wedding banquet, and he wore a festive red dress under the white cloak.

Just like today, I also wore a festive red dress in my cloak, white with red, and the interweaving of chastity and beauty, which is really the most beautiful color scheme in the world.

Youqing took off his snow cap, plucked up the courage, and looked up at Wen Xixiu in front of him: "Young Master Wen, don't be fine."

Wen Xixiu smiled slightly: "Miss Zhu, I wonder what's going on when I'm here?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Youqing felt his whole body trembling with excitement. He held the white stone railing next to him and then improved a little: "Young Master Wen, we actually saw it six years ago."

The other party was standing at a suitable distance from Youqing. When he heard this, he asked, "Is that right?"

Youqing suddenly felt wronged, tears almost fell from her eyes. She didn't look up at the tip of her shoes at this moment: "Yes! It was six years ago, in Suzhou, the young master once gave me a red plum blossom."

Wen Xixiu already felt that this conversation was a bit inappropriate, and he had no time to recall what happened six years ago. Anyway, he had never had any entanglements with any woman. Besides, he was still a teenager six years ago.

Youqing felt that the air had frozen at this moment, and after a while, he heard the other party say, "I'm sorry, the girl probably recognized the wrong person."

Hearing this, Youqing suddenly raised his head and tears fell: "Think about it again! Six years ago in Suzhou, at a wedding banquet! The bride's sister refused to get out of the sedan chair. It was you who broke the red plum to that sister, so she was willing to get out of the sedan chair! Isn't it? Think about it carefully!"

Wen Xixiu frowned slightly, and there was a vague memory.

Youqing said anxiously: "That girl is me! You took me to the plum blossoms in the plum blossoms that day, and we also said something, you were wearing such a silver fox cloak that day, holding such a big red plum blossom in your hand!"

Wen Xixiu stared at Youqing's face and said in confusion: "I have some impression. The child was only five or six years old at that time. Is it you?"

Kid? Five or six years old? It turns out that this is what I gave him at the beginning? He was obviously ten years old at that time. Although he was young, he always regarded himself as a naughty and ignorant little shit child?

Youqing nodded and smiled bitterly.

Wen Xixiu bowed: "I didn't expect that I would still be an old friend with Miss Pan."

After waiting for a while, Youqing found that the other party had only said this. He thought everyone could talk about the wedding six years ago and the plum blossoms that year.

At least, he would probably ask if his feet still hurt - that day in Jiushan, he "sprayed ankle" and asked him for help.

Youqing mustered up the greatest courage in his life and gave him the red plum blossoms in his hand: "Mr. Wen gave me a red plum blossom, and I kept thinking about when I had the chance, and I would give my son a red plum blossom..."

"Miss Pan doesn't have to be so polite..." Before Wen Xixiu finished speaking, a gentle and delicate voice suddenly sounded: "Why is it so coincidental, since I met Mr. Wen here in Gumei Garden~"

Unexpectedly, the person who came was Chi Chuhe.

The sky-killing Chi Chuhe.

Youqing hid the plum blossoms in his hand behind him and glanced at the other party fiercely. Chi Chuhe seemed to suddenly find Youqing, and let out a pleasant laugh like a silver bell: "Hahaha, it turns out it's Miss Pan! Why did she wear a thick cloak in such a warm weather? It's far away, I thought Mr. Wen had taken a big snow lion dog!"

Wen Xixiu heard this badly, and didn't even look at Chi Chuhe. He just said to Youqing: "Miss Pan, let me speak with you."

Chi Chuhe probably didn't expect that she would be hung up. She was stunned for a moment, bit her lip, twisted her body and left, and her heart even more filled with regret.

Youqing felt warm in her heart, and took out the red plum behind her again, but heard Wen Xixiu say, "Since I am old friend of Miss Pan, I will say a few words here: Miss Pan is at the age of flowers and jade, and the red plum in her hand is also beautiful and beautiful in season. Such a good flower should be given to the most suitable talent."

Youqing's hand holding the flower was frozen on the spot, and Wen Xixiu smiled: "There are many young talents at today's flower banquet. Miss Pan should not let down her good years."

After saying that, he bowed his hand and headed towards the ancient plum garden.

Youqing stood on the spot like a petrified person. He had originally thought that he would be rejected and was ready to endure the cold and cold pain, but he did not expect that the other party could say those heartwarming words while refusing to minimize his pain.

Thinking about six years ago, the other party was just an ignorant boy, but in the eyes of this boy, he was just a stubborn girl of five or six years old.

Youqing couldn't help laughing. The six-year knot seemed to be half untied. It was impossible to say that it was completely relieved, but it finally came to the ground. There was no need to worry about it like before, and survived in panic in all kinds of guessing the hypothesis.

Youqing stared at Wen Xixiu's distant figure, wishing she could impress the last impression in her mind. When she was feeling melancholy, she suddenly staggered and fell forward to the ground. She fell out of control and felt extremely painful and was also shocked.

Youqing was lying on the ground and was about to pick up the red plum blossoms that were thrown not far away, but saw a light pink skirt flashing in front of her eyes and a pair of embroidered shoes decorated with pearls. The shoes stomped the red plum blossoms so hard that they rotted.
Chapter completed!