Traveling through famine: The space peasant girl

Today the weather is clear and there is no rain. The sun is shining brightly and the climate outside is also quite pleasant, so we put the dining table directly in the yard and ate while looking at the sky. At this time, the dust is not very heavy and there is not so much car exhaust. The air is really good, and the wind that blows over carries the salty sea breeze.

At this moment, Wang Shiyu was helping to serve rice into bowls. The sun was shining brightly at this moment. Wang Shiyu, who was facing the door sideways, was serving rice with her head down. Hearing the sound coming from the door, Wang Shiyu raised her head slightly and saw him holding her brother, walking towards her in the sunshine. It was as if someone had opened the door of her heart heavily. At that moment, looking at the handsome young man in front of her, Wang Shiyu couldn't tell what she felt. She only felt her heart beating like thunder, as if it was going to jump out of her heart.

It’s like the heart is talking to itself, you see... you have finally fallen, even though you have struggled, you still failed.

Finally, she lowered her head slightly, no longer looking at him, and sat down directly after finishing the work at hand. At this time, Mr. Liu, who had already washed his hands, also came to the dining table. Wang Shiyu calmed her heart. She had never understood her own feelings like this moment.

Everyone is relatively silent when eating, and they believe in not talking while eating or sleeping. Ruirui was originally dishonest, but with Mr. Liu around, even the little devil Ruirui did not dare to provoke his teacher at this time, let alone make a fuss.

After lunch, Yu Xiuming and Liu Juren were sitting under a tree chatting, seemingly discussing a new policy that the court had just issued. They heard that under Zhou Qingyun's suggestion, the emperor began to reduce some land taxes and increased business taxes on merchants. After all, the people had only a few dollars in their hands, and they still had to do business to get rich.

Mr. Liu highly respected Yu Xiuming's talent and felt that he was more knowledgeable than his disciple Zhou Qingyun. When the two of them talked, they would sometimes quote from ancient classics. There were some ancient books that he had never heard of, but the young man could recite them fluently and easily, which made him feel very surprised.

It seemed that this person was not just eighteen years old, but an old scholar who had studied for many years. He liked talking to such people the most because it was not tiring and everyone could understand what he said, so the conversation would not be awkward and he did not need to explain what he meant.

He even felt that Yu Xiuming was his peer, so when he talked to him, they were particularly harmonious. Yu Xiuming had this ability. As long as he wanted to talk to you, no matter how difficult the topic was, he would be able to connect with you, and he could even make you happy chatting with him. Just look at Mo Ru Ru, it's only been a few days and she's already making people happy.

Little Ruirui was running around in the yard excitedly, enjoying the rare lunch break, and even wanted to climb a tree. If Moruru hadn't chased him down with a stick, he would have climbed up by now. He was not obedient at all and always wanted to challenge his limits.

Wang Shiyu did not go back to the room to embroider at this time. Instead, she moved a chair and sat on the other side of the tree, looking at the blue sky in silence. Her mood fluctuated so much that she could not do anything even if she returned to the room. Even her thoughts would wander from time to time. It would be better for her to relax outside and think about her future path. After all, even without love in her life, she could still go on.

When Ruirui is having fun, he will pick up some leaves or pebbles that he thinks are beautiful, and then run over to hand them to his sister and ask her to help collect them.

Wang Shiyu went straight back to the room and took out a box and put it next to her so that Ruirui could put things in it. These little things would not enter the room, but they were also the results of Ruirui's labor, and Wang Shiyu was willing to indulge him.

At this moment, Wang Shiyu was thinking about what her mother had said to her in the morning. She also understood what she was thinking. She definitely had ill intentions towards this young man, and she even had more thoughts, but she just couldn't say it out loud at this moment. Everyone is not a talkative person, and doesn't like to put some things on the surface. They even like to suppress their thoughts in their hearts and hide them directly.

Finally, she sighed slightly in her heart, listened to the discussion of the two people behind the tree, then she stood up silently, left the tree, returned to the room, and closed the door silently.

Looking at the broken steps that just unfolded but didn't show, I felt a little annoyed for a moment and didn't know how to make the stitches.

She knew that this person had affected her thoughts, and she had to face it directly. If her mother had not spoken directly to her this morning, she would not have thought so much. She rubbed her slightly painful forehead, and finally gave up today's embroidery. Instead, she walked to the bed, got on it, closed her eyes and began to rest.

She needed to calm down and was not suitable for work for the time being, but even if she closed her eyes, her mind kept recalling the scene of the young man walking on the light just now. It was really deeply imprinted in her mind and there was no way she could forget it.

Just as she got up to leave, Yu Xiuming tilted his head slightly and looked at her back as she entered the room. After watching her enter the room, he turned his head back and continued chatting with Mr. Liu.

Mr. Liu certainly noticed the strange atmosphere between the two people today, and even guessed their situation, so he just pretended to speak casually.

"Come to think of it, Zichuan probably hasn't met my other student Zhou Qingyun, a very smart kid who is only one year older than Xiaoyu. The two of them have a very good relationship. If that kid hadn't gone back to his own home, I would have thought that the two of them must have grown up like childhood sweethearts.

At that time, I even thought about the future life of these two children. Zhou Qingyun is well educated, so he can take the imperial examination. If he passes the examination, he can be directly sent to a remote place. Then, he can take this family and leave this place directly to a small county town, and live a stable and prosperous life. "

Yu Xiuming was still thinking that Wang Shiyu seemed to be in a bad mood, but Mr. Liu's words made him a little stunned. He had seen that young man before. He saw him at the door when he just moved in.

He was indeed a good-looking person. He had already checked out Zhou Qingyun's situation here and even knew more about him than Mr. Liu. However, Wang Shiyu had absolutely no feelings for this person. He believed that Wang Shiyu had the same personality as himself and it was impossible for him to fall in love with a man who was destined to have many wives and concubines.

Even if Zhou Qingyun gave up the throne for Wang Shiyu, he would not get what he wanted. After all, being born in a royal family means there are many things he cannot do. With Wang Shiyu's proud personality, how could she share her husband with others? She can only be with herself.

"Sir, you are joking. I have seen that man before and I know his identity. Just based on the fact that he has no control over his life, Xiaoyu cannot be with such a person. There is a huge gap between their social statuses. Even if that person tries his best, Xiaoyu will only be a concubine to him. Sir, do you think she can be a concubine?"

Yu Xiuming's face looked normal, but there was a hint of gloom in his clear voice. His expression did not change, but some changes could be seen from his eyes. It seemed that the calmness in his eyes was gone, and there was a hint of coldness.

Mr. Liu smiled and stroked his beard. He was not blind, so how could he tell this man's purpose? However... He glanced at the door of Wang Shiyu's room thoughtfully. This man's scheming was as deep as the sea. He didn't know why this girl always got involved with such people.

"It's true that Xiaoyu won't be a concubine, but she can't tolerate any grain of sand in her eyes. If you want to marry her, you'll probably have to be very sincere."

Yu Xiuming raised his head and glanced at Mr. Liu, then glanced at the door with some meaning, but he did not refute this statement. He knew his current situation very well, and how could he not be completely sincere? After all, he was not idle enough to play with a little girl.

His thoughts are very simple. He has never asked for anything in his life. All he has wanted for all these years is Wang Shiyu. His thoughts are obvious, so how can he not be sincere?

For a moment, there was no sound under the tree, only the rustling of leaves in the wind.

At this moment, far away in the capital, in a large mansion, there was an old lady, well-dressed and wearing all kinds of jade on her head. From her face, one could tell that she must have been a beauty in the past. At this moment, she was holding a letter in her hand and reading it slowly.

Although she is old, she takes good care of herself and looks only about 60 years old. There is a smile on the corner of her mouth that others cannot understand.