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"Miss Su...I have to go. The porcelain in Lincheng has to be processed. They can't wait..."

Su Ying nodded, thinking that Young Master Zhou was worried about her pottery: "Don't worry, young master, you can go back to Yufeng to get the goods after finishing the porcelain business. I won't miss the day of making pottery."

Mr. Zhou nodded and shook his head again, hesitatingly said: "I'm not worried... I won't be able to stay in Yufeng for long after I come back... I have to go back to Beijing, or I won't be able to catch up with the New Year... Miss Su, have you ever been to the capital?"

"Kaifeng, Kyoto? No."

"On the occasion of the New Year, fireworks will be displayed all night in the city. After the New Year's Eve dinner, everyone will go out to watch the fireworks together as a family, drink the hot New Year's wine distributed by the old brewery, cut the sauced elbow flowers and bacon into slices, serve with Eating with New Year's wine is free..."

Gudu...Su Ying swallowed secretly, pretending to be a little unmoved, and smiled: "That's great. You can go home to celebrate the New Year after finishing your business, and enjoy the family happiness." She picked up the teacup again and drank tea Suppress your hunger.She didn't have much breakfast, and it was almost noon, so she was a little hungry.

"Then I will come to Yufeng again, but it will be next year!"

"Yes, next year I will still be waiting for you, Young Master." Taking another sip, she was really hungry, Su Ying wanted to finish things quickly so that she could go home for dinner.

Young Master Zhou didn't know what was going on in Su Yang's heart, he was too busy to take care of his own thoughts.He frowned tightly, paused for a long time, and finally made up his mind and said: "Are you willing to go with me?!"

"Ah... cough cough cough! cough cough cough cough!"

She choked.

Chapter 12

"Gudong Gudong..."

Su Ying drank a full jug, her cheeks turned red.After slumping her glass, the candle flame flickered, shaking her shadow on the wall blurred.Feng Ling got up and poured another serving for her.

Su Yang raised her head and drank the wine again, but the wind chime stopped falling.

"Pour the wine."

Feng Ling put some pickled fish dishes into the small dish in front of her, and said softly: "Eat some vegetables first, you will get drunk if you drink like this."

"Mother is not at home, it's okay to be drunk."

Feng Ling laughed and said, "Guan Guan's pheasant dove is in Hezhizhou, a fair lady and a gentleman like a gentleman... Now that you see a gentleman, Yunhu doesn't like it?"

Su Ying reached for the wine jar by herself, but was blocked by the wind chime, she glared at the wind chime: "Why do you want to be happy? I don't want to, why do you like it?" After Mr. Zhou blurted out that sentence, he explained it in every possible way.Su Yang is not as innocent as Cai Xiaowen, she will not believe Mr. Zhou's so-called travel to Beijing with friends.Thinking back to Mr. Zhou's erratic mood and flickering eyes today, it is self-evident what he means.However, as an official and businessman, Mr. Zhou is the only link between the Su family's pottery industry and the official family.He has intentions of courtship, although Su Yang will definitely not accept it, but it is not good to refuse rashly.The sadness in Su Ying's heart deepened, so she had to rely on wine to relieve herself.

"Wind Chimes... Do you know how the New Year is celebrated in Kaifeng, Kyoto?"

"I do not know."

"On New Year's Eve in Kaifeng, there will be fireworks all night long. People in Kaifeng eat roadside New Year's wine, pickled elbow flowers, and bacon, all of which don't have to pay...pay...money...it's so good..." The spirit of wine came up, Unable to hold on, Su Ying slipped to the edge of the table and was hugged by the wind chime.

"Su Fang..." Feng Ling embraced Su Fang, let her rest on his arm, and smiled softly: "Since Kaifeng is so good, why don't you want to go with him... Let me ask you, if the person who said this today is Where is Cai Xiaowen?"

Su Ying leaned against the wind chime, smiling, but her eyes were sad: "Then I will obey her."

Tell the truth after drinking.Su Ying knows that Fengling is intelligent and has always read people's hearts.She probably knows what she thinks about Cai Xiaowen.Now I'm in a sad mood, and I don't want to hide it anymore after being aroused by alcohol.Besides, Feng Ling asked so bluntly, it would be hypocritical to keep it a secret.

"Then follow her!"

"No way..." Su Ying was unable to close her eyes, and said softly: "No way...I am her senior sister! I can't serve as a role model and help her improve, how can I let her be ignored! What's more... What's more, if I know how to eat so well, people won't want me..."

"How do you know that people won't want you?"

"I eat too much...she...she will definitely feel that she can't support me, and then she will dislike me and don't want me..."

"What a mess..." Feng Ling knew that Su Ying was talking nonsense, and understood that the sorrow in her heart was much deeper than this.Bend down to pick her up and put her on the couch: "You are drunk, rest."

Su Ying lay flat on the couch, opened her arms and let Feng Ling take off her clothes, murmured: "I'm not drunk... I'm not drunk. I'm very sober. I've already thought of the way to reject Mr. Zhou...Reject Zhou... Refuse..." Before she finished speaking, Su Ying tilted her neck to the side of the pillow and fell unconscious.

"Yes yes yes, refuse to refuse... But how do you refuse your own wishes?" Feng Ling turned around and cleaned up the cups and plates on the table, and sighed: "Hey, you can't get what you want, life is hard. You are not as good as Mr. Zhou. At least Mr. Zhou can pursue it with his heart. As for you, you dare not say it..."

So far, for more than ten days, Su Yang moved to a small pottery kiln in the suburbs, rushing day and night to make the batch of official pottery ordered by Mr. Zhou.Cai Xiaowen retreated at home, devoting herself to practicing Zisha pottery.The two are not allowed to meet each other, and although they both have random thoughts occasionally, they still take care of each other.In a blink of an eye, the official pottery came out of the kiln, and it was time for Mr. Zhou to return.Before he entered the city, an invitation was sent to the Su family.

"Wanghu Tower, the best restaurant in the city." Feng Ling combed Su Fang's bun and inserted hairpins, and said, "But you are too serious, aren't you?" On the hanger beside the mirror was Su Fang's best dress winter robe.Brocade cloth with snow patterns, sleeves decorated with ink thread, collar with white fox fur from Kunlun Mountains.A piece of clothing is worth a hundred gold, but it is rare for Su Ying to wear it once a year.Today I just went to a banquet, but I dressed up so grandly, no wonder Feng Ling asked.