The delicate boy I picked up after traveling through the book is a big devil

Shen Shuyuan's movements were stiff. He looked up at Ji Qiuyue without making any excuses. He just looked at her straight.

After a while, Ji Qiuyue was defeated and begged for mercy: "Brother, I was wrong."

Shen Shuyuan said in a cold voice: "Go back and copy the sect rules a hundred times."

Ji Qiuyue felt like there was something stuck in her throat, it was all her own fault.

Song Yu left the inn. There were so many people on the street that they followed the flow of people.

Su He hesitated for a moment and took Song Yu's hand.

Song Yu looked up at him, and he explained, "There are too many people, and I'm afraid we'll get lost."

As he spoke, he carefully observed Song Yu's expression. He felt relieved when he didn't see any rejection from her.

Song Yu clenched his hand and said, "Okay, hold on tight."

She also didn't want to go through what happened in Sifang City again.

"Qingxi, follow closely too. Don't get separated." He then reminded, "If you get separated, go back to the inn and meet up."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su He grabbed her hand, staggered, and was swept into the crowd.

Su He said, "There are too many people."

Su He originally just wanted to hold Song Yu's hand, but there were too many people around, so he had to hold Song Yu in his arms and move slowly with the crowd.

Finally, after squeezing and swaying for a while, they finally broke through the crowd.

The two stood by the roadside. Song Yu looked around and said, "Qingxi is gone."

Su He said, "It's okay, he knows how to get back to the inn."

Song Yu hesitated and said, "Why don't you go look for it?"

Su He said, "No, it's quite lively over there too, let's go and take a look."

After saying that, without waiting for Song Yu to say anything else, he pulled her over.

The two said they were out for breakfast and each bought two bean sprout pancakes.

We had a great time eating and shopping together.

The crowd was heading towards the White Temple. There were no monks in the temple, only a temple keeper.

There was a stall at the door selling incense and candles, and next to it were a few old men interpreting fortune sticks.

There are many vendors setting up stalls at the door, and it is very lively.

Song Yu looked at the temple gate and said, "Should we also go and have our fortunes read?"

"Okay," Su He said.

When they entered the temple, they found that it was not very big. As soon as they entered, they saw a courtyard with a skylight.

Next is the main hall, which contains a statue of a general in armor.

There is an incense burner in front of him, and the incense is burning brightly.

Everyone is queuing up to burn incense.

Song Yu did not go to burn incense, but walked to the side to draw lots. After waiting in line for a while, it was their turn.

Song Yu picked up the bucket of sticks and did not shake it. Instead, he pulled out a stick directly from it.

Seeing this, the people around advised: "Girl, you are doing this wrong. You should shake the bucket, not just draw it directly."

Song Yu smiled at him and said, "Anyway, it's just a matter of luck and probability. There's no difference between drawing it directly and shaking it out."

After saying that, he turned around and handed the bucket to Su He: "You take one too."

Su He nodded and took one out casually.

The two of them happily took their fortune sticks and went outside to find someone to interpret them.

The pilgrims nearby saw how casual they were and shook their heads in disapproval.

After leaving the temple, Song Yu looked at the stall that was interpreting fortunes and found one with fewer people in line.

After a while, it was their turn. Song Yu sat down and handed over the sign.

The old man took it, took a look at it, and said, "No. 28." Then he turned around and took out the lot from the grid behind him.

"Sir, how is it?" Song Yu asked.

The old man squinted his eyes, looked at the fortune, then looked at Song Yu and said, "The river flows day and night, and the traveler's heart is filled with sorrow. In vain I thought the mountain pass was near, but in the end I knew the way back was long. What you are asking for is extremely difficult and dangerous, but there will always be a day when the clouds will clear and the sun will shine."

After Song Yu heard these seemingly plausible words, it all depended on how he understood them.

She took Su He's sign and handed it to the old man: "Sir, please take a look at this one."

The old man took it and said, "No. 48." Then he turned around and took out the fortune stick: "Even if the wind blows it away overnight, it will only be by the reeds and shallow water." He read out the content.

Then he looked up at Su He and said, "Young Master, don't be too obsessed with anything. Let nature take its course and everything will work out."

Su He didn't have any special reaction after hearing this. He didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and naturally didn't believe in fortune-telling. He only believed in himself.

If Song Yu was not interested, praying to gods and Buddhas would be meaningless to him. If he wanted to get something, he would fight for it.

Song Yu was just playing around. If he really pinned his hopes on the theories of ghosts and gods, he wouldn't have to work hard in his life and could just burn incense and worship Buddha every day.

But what the old man said was quite interesting.

They left the White Temple and went to visit the stalls.

The temple fair is actually also intended to consolidate the economy of the surrounding villages.

A special day is chosen for villagers from all over the village to come into the city together. The excitement also stimulates consumption.

The things sold on the street stalls are not expensive, they are all produced and sold by the villagers themselves.

But there are also interesting ones, such as some handmade toys.

There were no nails in this era, and all wood joints were made with mortise and tenon joints.

Song Yu, a skilled craftsman who lived in seclusion in the market, bought a puppet whose entire body and limbs were all movable, which was quite interesting.

"Sister, please be kind and give me some money. I haven't eaten for three days." Song Yu's clothes were pulled.

She lowered her head and looked at the child who was not even as tall as her waist.

He was dressed in rags, his hands and face were covered with dust, and he was very skinny.

The child looked about four or five years old.

His eyes looked particularly large because he was so thin.

He opened his big eyes and looked at Song Yu pitifully.

Song Yu's eyes met hers, and she couldn't bear it. She squatted down, looked at the child, and asked, "Where are your parents?"

The child took two steps back timidly and said, "I, they are all dead."

Song Yu's eyes narrowed and he asked, "Who else is in your family?"

The child said, "And Grandpa, sister, please be kind and give us some money. My grandpa is sick and we haven't eaten for a few days."

Song Yu stood up, took out two taels of silver from his purse, put it in the child's hand and said, "Take this money back to grandpa."

Then he took out some cakes he had bought on the street and said, "Here, take it back and eat it with Grandpa."

The child seemed to have not expected to meet such a generous and kind person. He immediately knelt down with skillful movements, which showed that it was not his first time.

Song Yu quickly pulled him up and said, "No need to kneel, go back quickly."

The child left, looking back every few steps.

Song Yu's hand was gently lifted up, and he felt the handkerchief rubbing against his palm.

She looked down and saw Su He wiping her hands, which were covered in dust when he gave the child money.

"It's okay, I'll just find a place to wash it later." Song Yu said.

Su He withdrew his hand and said, "I thought you would go back with that child."

"Huh? Why should I go back with him?" Song Yu asked.

Su He said, "He said his grandfather was ill."

Song Yu said, "So, I gave him two taels, which is enough to hire a doctor."

After thinking for a moment, he continued, "Do you think that I would volunteer to save him just because I heard her say that Grandpa was sick?"

Su He nodded, and Song Yu said, "You shouldn't have the intention to harm others, but you must be on guard against them. I'm not that stupid. What if he's pretending to lure me in and then sell me out? I won't even have time to cry."

"But you still gave him the silver." Su He said.

Song Yu nodded and said, "Yes, because he looks so pitiful. I help him to the best of my ability, just so that I won't have any regrets when I think of this in the future."