There is space for the married man

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and Wen Lang’s custard mooncakes and egg yolk pastries are very popular among everyone. Every morning, people line up to buy them, and some people come all the way from other places just to taste the legendary taste. .

Many students even wrote poems and essays about the custard mooncakes and egg yolk cakes, praising them as something that should only exist in the sky, and many people came here admiringly.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wen Lang brought everyone from Youjia to the town and reserved a place at Fuyuan Building, just in time to go to the lantern festival after dinner.

"It's so lively." Since You Mingyuan was demoted, it was the first time Song Lingwan saw such a lively scene.

She put on the powder that Wen Lang bought for him today, wore the hairpin that You Mingyuan gave her on her hair, was dressed in light blue clothes, and had bright eyes, looking like a woman in her early twenties.

The twins are children at heart, smiling all the way, very curious about everything, looking around with big grape-like eyes, they are very cute.

You Jingyue saw that the time was almost up, so she proposed to her parents that she had an appointment and had to go first.

You Mingyuan and Song Lingwan didn't think too much about it, they only thought that he had an appointment with Fang Liuer and the others, so they smiled and let him go.

Only Wen Lang, who knew the truth, frowned a little annoyed.

"The lantern festival is so beautiful, you two should go around too." Song Lingwan saw that You Jingyue had left, and hurriedly let Wen Lang and You Jingshu go to play by themselves. Hurry up and cultivate the relationship between husband and wife, and be parents with them. We can't let go together.

You Jingshu had this intention, turned to Wen Lang and said, "Let's go."

Seeing this, You Yunwei and You Jingyang also clamored to go with their brothers. Song Lingwan grabbed the hands of the two little guys and said, "You two forget your parents when you have brothers. You two don't spend more time with them on the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion day." Are you with your parents?"

When the two little guys heard this, they felt guilty. They seemed to really like to cling to brother Wen, and they seldom cling to their parents.

"Then...then let's spend more time with our parents, brother, Brother Wen, shall we accompany you next time?" You Yunwei twisted her fingers nervously, You Jingyang pursed her lips and nodded her head.

Wen Lang and You Jingshu couldn't help but patted the heads of the two little guys and said, "Okay."

After seeing Wen Lang and You Jingshu leave, Song Lingwan and You Mingyuan led the two little guys to the crowd, one on the left and one on the right.

"Husband, there are lantern riddles guessers over there, let's go and have a look."

"Do you want that little rabbit lantern? Your husband will win it for you."

"Okay, thank you husband."

You Yunwei and You Jingyang, who are still young, don't know that they are about to watch their parents show their affection for a night.

This is the third time Wen Lang and You Jingshu have been separated by the crowd.

"There must be too many people." In his previous life, Wen Lang liked to go to places with few people. Even if he followed his father and elder brother to places with many people, there were people who opened the way. It was rare to have the opportunity to experience this feeling of being crowded.

You Jingshu was also a little uncomfortable. He didn't like being touched by others, but there were too many people, and the crowding made him very uncomfortable.

Seeing that he was about to be squeezed out for the fourth time, You Jingshu grabbed Wen Lang's hand and pulled him back from the crowd. Wen Lang hadn't developed much yet and was relatively thin, so he was easily squeezed away by the crowd.

"Huh... Thank you." Wen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled at You Jingshu.

"Well, just hold it like this, don't squeeze it out anymore, it's hard to find someone when there are too many people." You Jingshu said without changing his face, but his ears turned red quietly.

Wen Lang was taken aback, feeling inexplicably embarrassed, "Yes."

The hands held by the two gradually started to feel hot, from fingers to the tip of the heart, but neither of them said anything, and neither of them let go of their hands.

"Someone released a sky lantern." Wen Lang said, pointing to the sky.

"Well, do you want to let it go?" You Jingshu asked sideways.

It's good for Wen Lang to take a look at this kind of thing, let him let it go, it's really troublesome.

He shook his head and said, "No, it's too troublesome."

You Jingshu nodded, and took Wen Lang to the must-see places that You Jingyue had written for him.

The two strolled around, holding all kinds of food in their hands, and Wen Lang also carried a little rabbit lantern in his hand, which You Jingshu won for him by guessing lantern riddles.

"Tonight is really weird. Someone just won a little rabbit lamp, and another one came." The vendor scratched the back of his head. Could it be that the lantern riddle tonight was too simple?

If the people who were thinking hard about guessing the lantern riddles knew what the vendor was thinking, they would probably want to smash those lantern riddles in his face.

What the traders at this time don't know is that if there is one, there are two, and if there are two, there are three.

"Isn't this the Mountain God Temple? What are we doing here?" Wen Lang saw a lot of people crowding into the Mountain God Temple, and You Jingshu actually brought him here to squeeze with these people.

You Jingshu pursed his lips and said, "Bow."

Wen Lang didn't know that seeking marriage here was very spiritual, and thought that You Jingshu was here to pray for safety.

"Oh, let's go." Wen Lang didn't expect You Jingshu to be so superstitious. He always thought that You Jingshu was the kind of person who would be better off asking for others than asking for himself. God worships Buddha.

The crowd was crowded, and You Jingshu pulled the hand that was separated because of eating just now, and Wen Lang was led all the way. At this time, he didn't feel that there was any problem, so he took the initiative to hand his hand to You Jingshu.

"There are so many people, when will this be scheduled?" Someone behind Wen Lang complained.

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so there are certainly many people in the mountain temple."

"Is it really useful to seek marriage here?"

"Of course it's true. My mother urged me to come, and she wanted me to marry a wife as soon as possible."

"With so many people coming, it should be true. When I beg to go back, I will express my heart to Xiaoqing."

"Don't worry, it will definitely work."

"Hahaha, I borrowed a good word from my buddy."

Wen Lang overheard the conversation behind, and heard the girl next to him say: "It's the most effective way to seek marriage here, miss, you will definitely be able to find Mr. Right as soon as possible."

"I'm going to buy ten red strings in a while, and tie them all to the top of the tree." The young lady's words were startling, and it was obvious that she really wanted to find a good husband.

So, people who come to the mountain temple are all here to seek marriage?

Does You Jingshu know about this?Wen Lang carefully glanced at You Jingshu who was beside him, and You Jingshu looked straight ahead, frowning slightly, probably not very used to so many people crowding around.

Did You Jingshu come here to seek peace, or marriage?

If he is seeking marriage, then who is he seeking?

An answer floated up in Wen Lang's mind. You Jingshu brought him to the mountain temple. If he was looking for marriage, who else could it be but the two of them.

This realization made Wen Lang's heart skip a beat, and he felt flustered, and the hand held by You Jingshu also started to sweat.

His pupils were slightly dilated, and he lowered his head thinking, does You Jingshu like him?

But isn't You Jingshu a straight man?And You Jingshu told him earlier that he would never be interested in himself.

I treat you like a brother, but you want to fuck me?

Wen Lang was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

What about him, does he like You Jingshu?

Wen Lang remembered that he often lost his mind on You Jingshu's face, remembered that he would blush because of You Jingshu's touch, and remembered that he would relax when he saw You Jingshu, and wanted to play tricks on You Jingshu from time to time. He lost his composure and showed emotion.

I am done.

Wen Lang thought to himself.

He dare not say how deep his feelings for You Jingshu are, but at least he likes him.

Before he had time to be happy, he suddenly thought of a very practical problem.

Regarding his life experience, regarding that dreamlike memory, he is not sure whether he is a brother or an ordinary man. If that memory is real and not imagined by him, then he is an ordinary man, and he cannot give it to him. You Jingshu gave birth to offspring.

You Jingshu is the eldest son of the You family. Although he and You Jingshu have not been explicitly urged, Wen Lang knows that You Mingyuan and his wife are looking forward to him being able to have a child for You Jingshu as soon as possible.

If he really wasn't a brother, he wouldn't be able to do this at all.

The You family and his wife treated him very well and treated him like a family member. Wen Lang didn't want to let them down, and he didn't dare to let them down. The children under his name will be raised under his name.

This is acceptable to Youjia. This is the Da'an Dynasty, not the 21st century. This kind of practice is normal. Even in the modern society ruled by law, marrying a woman to carry on the family and then doing whatever you want is a common practice in the upper class .

But Wen Lang couldn't do it. He had the memory of his previous life and had no education from the Da'an Dynasty. His deep-rooted concept was that there would be a couple for a lifetime. If he had no feelings, he could leave. It was impossible for him to share his lover with others.

It was only a short journey, Wen Lang had already thought everything through in his mind and made a decision.

It is impossible for him and You Jing.

While the relationship is still not deep, quickly pull away.

The two finally reached the top of the mountain. Wen Lang took out his hand and stretched nonchalantly, "We're finally here. I haven't climbed the mountain for a long time."

Seeing You Jingshu looking at him, Wen Lang smiled and said, "Are you asking for a talisman for your parents? Let's go in quickly."

You Jingshu pursed his lips and wanted to say no, but Wen Lang had already strode forward and waved to him, "Hurry up, don't be robbed of everything in a while."

When everyone else was asking for marriage, only a few people were asking for a talisman, so Wen Lang and the others were soon in line.

Wen Lang asked for peace talismans for the whole family, donated some incense money, wrote down the names of the family, and asked the monks to chant scriptures every day.

"Okay, let's go back." Wen Lang seemed to have problems with his ears and eyes, and he didn't react at all when he was surrounded by people who were rushing to seek marriage and buy red strings to hang on the marriage tree.

You Jingshu frowned, noticing that Wen Lang was abnormal.

When the two were walking back, You Jingshu suddenly took his hand and said, "Wait a minute."

Wen Lang stopped and saw You Jingshu turned around to buy a red string. The red string was a narrow piece of satin that could be used to write on. You Jingshu borrowed a pen and wrote his and Wen Lang's names on it. Then he turned around, flew to the top of the tree, and tied the red rope.

There was a crowd of exclamations under the tree, some people lamented You Jingshu's kung fu, some people lamented You Jingshu's appearance, and some people talked about which family's son he was, and how he had never seen it before.

"What a handsome son, it's nothing more than a fairy coming down to earth."

"I don't know if there will be a marriage."

"Would you like to go up and ask?"

Wen Lang felt a little sour when he heard the words of the girls and brothers around him.

You Jingshu fell to the ground lightly, like a banished fairy, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

He walked towards Wen Lang, took his hand, and walked out.

I don't know how many boudoir ladies and unmarried brothers' hearts were broken by this entanglement.

You Jingshu led Wen Lang down the mountain, and when they squeezed out of the crowd, You Jingshu didn't let go of Wen Lang's hand, not only didn't let go, but tightened, he lowered his head to Wen Lang's ear and said: " Why don't you ask me what I just wrote?"

Wen Lang's heart was beating like a drum, but it didn't show on his face, he pretended to be calm and smiled and said: "What else can I write, of course I'm seeking marriage under the marriage tree."

You Jingshu thought that Wen Lang understood what he meant, a smile appeared in his eyes, and was about to speak, when Wen Lang teased: "Just now, there are many beautiful ladies who are looking at you quietly, but there is someone you like It doesn’t matter if you don’t have it for now, since you tied the red rope and asked for a marriage, the Lord Mountain God will definitely give you a good marriage.”

"I just don't know which lady will fall on the head."

His one sentence made the smile on You Jingshu's face gradually dissipate, and the temperature in his eyes disappeared. You Jingshu opened his mouth to explain, no, he didn't ask for his marriage with others, he asked for his own marriage. Wen Lang.

But Wen Lang didn't seem to notice his abnormality, and said to himself: "But it's really strange, isn't it Yuelao who is in charge of marriage? When did the mountain god take care of the karma in the mortal world?"

"Wen Lang..." You Jingshu wanted to take this opportunity to make it clear to Wen Lang, but as soon as he spoke, Wen Lang grabbed his wrist and ran towards the river.

"It seems that someone chartered a boat to enjoy the moon and write poems on it. There are many people, so let's go and see." Although Wen Lang is not tall now, he is agile, pulling You Jingshu and squeezed out of the crowd in a short while Go, to the river.

You Jingshu looked at Wen Lang's back and sighed in his heart, forget it, the future will be long, since Wen Lang is so happy today, don't bother him with other things.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Wen Lang finally squeezed to the river and asked a man beside him.

"Look at Huakui, I heard that Mrs. Dou, Mr. Wei, and Mrs. Hou are on the boat, and many literati and refined scholars are invited to recite poems on it, and the new girl Miaomiao from Baihualou is also on it. I heard that Miaomiao The girl is as beautiful as a celestial being, with outstanding talents, and many high-ranking officials spend a lot of money trying to see her but they can't see her." This elder brother is obviously one of the people who really want to see Miss Miaomiao, and he spit so excitedly that he almost sprayed on Wen Lang's face face.

Wen Lang stroked his chin. The young masters the elder brother mentioned were all Wen Lang's old acquaintances. He grinned, poked You Jingshu with his elbow, and said with a smirk, "Do you want to see the oiran?" ah?"

You Jingshu heard that not only was he not happy, but his mood was even worse.

He was not interested in the oiran, but Wen Lang was obviously very interested in the oiran.

The boat gradually approached Wen Lang's side, and Wen Lang saw Hou Caijie sitting inside at a glance, his face flushed from drinking, and standing in front of him was a woman in purple with a veil on her face, her eyes alone were like autumn water.

Wen Lang suddenly whistled at Hou Caijie, and everyone in the boat turned their heads. When they saw it was Wen Lang, they came out in surprise, "Boss Wen, why are you here?"

These Young Masters Dou and Young Master Wei are all friends of Hou Caijie, and they often follow Hou Caijie to Wen Lang's shop to eat, and they are considered familiar with Wen Lang.

"Come out to visit the Lantern Festival, you guys are really in a good mood." Wen Lang frowned and glanced inside the cabin.

"Hahahaha, it just so happens that Boss Wen is coming up together, Miss Miaomiao is about to play the piano for me." Mr. Dou and the others were listening to songs and composing poems in the boat, watching the moon and drinking, but they didn't do anything else that they couldn't see. It's nothing, even if Wen Lang is invited to go up.

"Okay." Wen Lang replied with a smile, and pulled You Jingshu onto the boat.

The elder brother who explained to Wen Lang just now was dumbfounded when he saw that Wen Lang's brother was able to board this big ship. Who the hell is he?

Only then did Mr. Dou and Mr. Wei notice You Jingshu beside Wen Lang, even though they had seen many beauties, they also lost their minds at this moment.

There is such an astonishingly talented person in this small county, why have they never heard of it? No one can match his appearance alone, let alone his demeanor, the pine grows in the empty valley, the moon shoots the cold river, which is unmatched in the world. Second.

"This... who is this?" Mr. Dou was the first to come back to his senses, and asked Wen Lang stammeringly.

Just as Wen Lang was about to speak, he heard You Jingshu speak, his voice was like a clear spring in the mountains, cold and clear, "Jingshu in the lower reaches, thank you both for coming to my nephew's shop every now and then."

His words shocked all three people present, including Wen Lang himself.

Mr. Dou and Mr. Wei looked at Wen Lang together, "Boss Wen, are you married?!"

Wen Lang was also shocked, okay, he and You Jing are in name only, but there is no need to say it!

At this time, Wen Lang also fully realized that You Jingshu really liked him, and just now he really wanted to take him to find a marriage. If he repeatedly interrupted him, it was probably a confession.

Wen Lang's heart beat like a drum, partly because he was thankful that he was clever enough to interrupt You Jingshu's words, after all, he could pretend to be a fool before he made it clear, and if he did, it would probably be a mess.Half of it is joy and sadness. Joyful You Jingshu and him are in love with each other, but sad that they are destined not to be together.

"Ah... that's right, I thought Young Master Hou told you, so you didn't know?" Wen Lang smiled awkwardly.

"What?! Cai Jie knew?" Mr. Dou and Mr. Wei were even more shocked, but Hou Caijie knew about it, but he didn't tell them.

Fortunately, the two of them were secretly planning to marry Wen Lang back home. After all, Wen Lang is too capable. Ordinary people probably don't like Fu Lang showing his face outside to do business, and they don't like Fu Lang being so difficult. The husband is useless, but both of them are in business at home, so not only are they not shy about these things, but they are happy to have a smart and capable daughter-in-law.

Of course, this is because the two of them haven't expressed their inner thoughts, and naturally they don't know that they are good brothers on the surface, but they are rivals in love.

Now it's all right, there is no need to fight for wishful thinking, and there is no need for two men to compete for a brother, because they already have a husband.

"Young Master Hou's father and my father-in-law know each other. Naturally, Young Master Hou knows that I am married." Wen Lang reckoned that Hou Caijie would have forgotten about this matter a long time ago. If You Jingshu hadn't reminded him, he would often forget that he was actually It is a married person, after all, he is no different from a single state on weekdays.

Mr. Dou and Mr. Wei both sighed. Hearing each other's sighs, they suddenly raised their heads, met each other's eyes, then suddenly realized that they pointed at each other, widened their eyes, and secretly swallowed the shock in their hearts. He and my good brother were rivals in love, and at the same time fell out of love.

But looking at You Jingshu and then looking at themselves, it is really incomparable, and I dare not compare.

The four of them entered the cabin together, where many literati were composing poems. They also knew Wen Lang. After showing up in public, but after tasting the food in Wenlang's shop, he completely became a loyal customer of Wenlang's shop.

Every time a new product is released in Wen Lang's store, they will write poems and articles to boast about it. After Wen Lang read what they wrote, he couldn't help but sigh that the existence of fans is born to blow rainbow farts.

"Boss Wen, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. We are tasting the custard mooncakes in Boss Wen's shop. It's really wonderful."

"It is said that custard mooncakes are good, but I prefer egg yolk crisps."

"Egg yolk cakes are good, but they are not orthodox mooncakes. I still prefer egg yolk mooncakes."

Wen Lang was a little speechless when he heard that, he could argue about why they ate mooncakes.

"I wonder if you like salty mooncakes?" Wen Lang thought of the sweet and salty dispute, and couldn't help but want to try it out.

A scholar stared at Wen Lang dumbfounded, "What? There are salty mooncakes in this world? This is heresy!"

A scholar next to him shook his head, and said thoughtfully: "No, no, I think salty mooncakes should be very novel, so why not give it a try."

"It's simply unreasonable!" The scholar just now shook his sleeves angrily.

Seeing this, Wen Lang smiled and said, "I thought everyone would hate salty mooncakes. This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is almost over. Next year, if I have the opportunity, I will launch fresh meat mooncakes. If you are interested, you can come and try them."

"Fresh meat moon cake? Interesting, I don't know how it tastes, I want to try it now."

"Fresh meat mooncake? Isn't that just steamed stuffed bun? How can it be considered a mooncake? It's really insulting to a mooncake."

"Hey, Brother He, don't be so extreme. Sweet mooncakes are better than sweet mooncakes, but they are really nothing new. It's a good thing that a hundred flowers bloom."

Hearing their conversation, Wen Lang couldn't help laughing. Sure enough, the battle between sweet and salty does not distinguish between eras.

Standing beside Wen Lang, You Jingshu couldn't help admiring him when he dealt with these people with ease, but at the same time, he felt a little uncomfortable. He wanted to hide Wen Lang and only show it to him. The radiance on his body was hidden, and he hugged his arms tightly, only shining for him.

He was a little surprised by his possessiveness towards Wen Lang, and he was also a little surprised by his own darkness, which was really against the style of a gentleman.

"Boss Wen, why are you here? We happened to be drinking together. You'll only know the taste of this sweet-scented osmanthus wine after drinking it." Seeing Wen Lang standing up happily, Hou Caijie staggered, and the servant beside him hurriedly supported him.

"Come here, let's serve wine." Hou Caijie waved the servant away, pointed to the seat beside him and said, "Boss Wen, come and sit down. Let me introduce you. This is Miss Miaomiao, the oiran of Baihualou!"

Miaomiao wore a veil on her face, but she couldn't hide her beauty. She flaunted Wen Langfu's body and behaved elegantly. Those who didn't know thought she was the eldest lady of the official family.

When she raised her eyes and accidentally caught a glimpse of You Jingshu, her eyes flickered and she immediately covered them.

"I heard that Miss Miaomiao wants to play the piano?" Wen Lang sat down and pulled You Jingshu, who sat beside him.

"Yes, just now Miss Miaomiao was talking about performing. I heard that Miss Miaomiao's piano music is hard to buy. It is thanks to Mr. Hou that I can hear it today."

Hou Caijie grinned like a silly son of a landlord's family, "Hahaha, it's a trivial matter, a trivial matter."

Wen Lang glanced at him, thinking that Hou Caijie might be beaten by his father after he returned home.

"Then Miaomiao will show her shame." Miaomiao's maid brought her guqin, she got up and walked over, her figure graceful, like a weak willow supporting the wind.

The moonlight is clear, and occasionally a few birds pass by on the river surface, creating circles of ripples, the lights on the bank are bright, and the sound of the piano on the boat is melodious.

"Damn Liu Junliang, you lied to me." You Jingyue splashed on the water with a stone in his hand.

He played for a while, and was about to go back to find his parents, when he saw someone beside him was also playing with water. Unlike him bouncing two or three times on the surface of the water, the opponent's water floated all the way to the other side of the river!