The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

The opera began, and the sound of gongs and drums made the crowd on the roadside stop their noise and look up at the high stage.

The music started and the Hua Dan slowly came on stage stepping on the lotus steps. He Changliu had watched these classic love scenes countless times and could even sing a few lines himself when no one was around.

"This is a story about a mandarin duck pairing. It tells the story of a scholar who unfortunately fell into the water on his way to take an imperial examination and was rescued by a young girl. The two fell in love with each other, but the scholar was in a hurry to take the exam, so he could only ask the girl to wait for him to return. But when he came back to ask for marriage after passing the imperial examination, the girl chose to jump into the river to commit suicide because she was forced to marry by her parents. The opening song is about the girl's longing for the scholar before she jumped into the river."

He Changliu was afraid that Yan Sanmei didn't understand what the opera was singing, so he took the initiative to explain it to her.

Yan Sanmei was a little ungrateful and turned back to glare at him: "If you want to tell a story, tell the whole thing. Otherwise, don't tell it. Tell half of it and leave the other half. I'm getting anxious watching the show."

He Changliu felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, and his face turned red for some reason. He thought to himself, since Xiaoxi was so rude to him, she must have regarded him as one of her own.

Oh, such a straightforward girl, the more I look at her, the cuter she becomes. I really want to marry her home as soon as possible.

"Later, when the scholar passed the imperial examination, he learned that the person he loved had been buried at the bottom of the river. In great pain, he resigned from his post and stayed here, expressing his longing for her by the river every day. He lived in regret until the day he grew old. Suddenly, he saw a pair of ducks swimming across the river. He sighed, "I am a human being, but I am not as good as a pair of ducks. They can live together and fly together, but he will be separated from the person he loves forever."

Not wanting He Changliu to continue showing off, Yan Zhennan continued to explain to Yan Sanmei without any hesitation.

Wild duck?

He Changliu and Yan Zhenbei looked at each other and expressed helplessness at Yan Zhennan's description of mandarin ducks as wild ducks.

He Changliu naturally would not correct Yan Erge in person, so he could only whisper in Yan Sanmei's ear: "It's really enviable that they are like mandarin ducks, they come and go together with resentment in their hearts, they look at each other alone under the moon, but I am the only one who feels sorry for myself." (Random words, don't take it seriously.)

"Hey, hey, hey, why can't you just say it nicely? Mr. He, stay away from my sister."

Yan Zhennan was in no mood to watch the drama today. He was strictly guarding against He Changliu getting too close to his sister, let alone gossiping.

Even if they love each other, as long as they haven't gotten married yet, he has to let Mr. He know that it's not easy to marry a girl from the Yan family.

If you don't make it a little more difficult for him, how can he cherish it in the future?

Look, he is the best example. You know, he had to completely throw his face to the ground to coax his wife.

Because of this, he was beaten so badly by his elder brother and experienced so many hardships and dangers. Even now, even if he was given a fairy, he would at most just look at her twice.

After all, if he accidentally lost the wife he had bought with his blood and tears, all the suffering he had endured before would have been in vain. It was a shame to think about it.

After the second opera, Yan Zhennan wanted to take Yan Sanmei back home, saying that it was getting late and it was not good for a girl to stay up late.

Yan Sanmei, who always went to bed early and got up early, was indeed feeling a little sleepy at this moment. Although she found the opera interesting, she did not hesitate when she thought about having to get up early tomorrow to feed her livestock.

He Changliu was reluctant to let Yan Sanmei leave, so he had to follow her out of the city.

The streets were crowded with people. Yan Zhennan only glanced back at his Ah Yun. When he looked back again, there was no trace of Yan Sanmei. He was so angry that he kept cursing: "I said that the He guy had bad intentions, but he kidnapped Sanmei in the blink of an eye."

Qiao Qingyun was unusually calm, and curled his lips slightly: "You are too worried. Not to mention that Xiaobei is still following, Third Sister's personality is such that she will never suffer any loss."

Yan Zhennan sighed helplessly, and scratched Qiao Qingyun's palm in a coquettish manner: "Ayun, you don't know, ever since my father was injured, my mother has been sighing and telling me about the current situation at home. My brothers are men and can make a name for themselves with our own abilities, but my third sister is a girl. With her family in such a state, she will definitely be looked down upon by her husband's family in the future. How will she live in the future?"

"At that time, my eldest brother followed the old hunter up the mountain every day and didn't care about the family at all. My younger brother and sister were young and didn't understand anything, but I was already nine years old at that time and knew everything I should know. So from then on, I didn't dare to be naughty and didn't cry whenever I wanted. I couldn't support a family like my eldest brother, but I always thought about what I could do."

Yan Zhennan's eyes welled up with tears again when he said this: "I was quite useless at that time, but I kept my mother's worry about my third sister in my heart. Since then, I have always thought about finding a good family for her so that my mother would not have to worry about my third sister anymore."

There was a shoving and pushing going on behind them, so Qiao Qingyun took the opportunity to hug Yan Zhennan into his arms and patted his back gently to comfort him.

Yan Zhennan took a deep breath and said, "Ah, actually I know that He is pretty good in every way, but..."

"I feel like no one is worthy of my third sister." Qiao Qingyun scratched Yan Zhennan's nose with a hint of sarcasm: "It's just like when my father was choosing a man for my sister. He didn't like any of them."

When Yan Zhennan heard Qiao Qingyun mention his sister, he was afraid that it would bring back his old memories, so he quickly changed the subject and pointed at the scholar selling lanterns and said, "Forget it, forget it. As a brother, I dare not take my father's job. Let him worry about my third sister. Anyway, my third sister is gone, so why don't we go buy two lanterns?"

"You can't buy it." Qiao Qingyun didn't even look at the scholar's lantern, and pulled Yan Zhennan towards the city gate.

“Why can’t I buy it?”

"Half girl, half man, buy a lamp from him, Yan Zhennan, do you want to have a chance encounter with another girl?"

"Do we have to be a pair?" Yan Zhennan whispered in Qiao Qingyun's ear with a smile.

"He has to be able to sell you out." Qiao Qingyun pushed the guy who was blowing in his ear and said, "Stop it, go to the city gate and wait for my third sister. Do you want him to spend more time with the man surnamed He?"

"I want pairs of lanterns." Yan Zhennan still had some hope.

Qiao Qingyun sighed: "Let's go home and do it ourselves."

After all, it was unrealistic to buy from the scholar. The big dog in his house who had been staring at the third sister didn't notice it, but Qiao Qingyun only took a few glances occasionally and found that the lanterns given by the scholar were either for girls with some appearance or for rich daughters who were dressed gorgeously.

Not only did he never give anything to any young man, he also never gave anything to even the ordinary-looking women who kept passing by his stall.

The men who could afford to buy his lanterns were the same, either pretentious scholars or wealthy young men.

It is obvious that his actions are for the purpose of matching a talented man with a beautiful woman, or a wealthy man with a beautiful woman, or at least a wealthy woman with a talented man.

We can always find a few couples on this auspicious day.

Qiao Qingyun turned around and looked at Yan Zhennan, who was smiling and talking about what lantern he wanted to make.

Well, he has to go home and do it himself, otherwise the big dog in his house will be unhappy again if he knows that the scholar only respects the clothes and not people.