Bystander

"Listen to me, you are leaving. I should have given you some more silver taels, but I only have so much right now. I will give you 13 taels each, so let's break up." Chu Yao choked up, "Oiran , find a good family, don't show your face all day long, you should be safe." Chu Yao said while holding Hua Kui's hand.

"Little Er'er, you should also correct your broken mouth." After Chu Yao told Xiao Er'er, he turned to the storyteller and the tea art master and said, "Sir, take care, you are getting old, and there is also a tea art master." , A few days ago, I saw Mr. Zhao often came to look for you, you should think about it..."

"The shopkeeper!" Huakui asked Chu Yao while holding Chu Yao's hand, "You really just leave it like this?"

Chu Yao pulled out his hand and said to everyone, "Let's go, let's all go, it's time for me to pack up, this teahouse is no longer mine."

Chu Yao ignored everyone and went back to the room on his own.

Chu Yao sat by the bed, looked at Chen Yijing in the room, couldn't hold back his sadness any longer, and burst into tears. This was the saddest time Chu Yao cried since he could remember. Unlike before, it was someone else who cried , Now it's me who is crying.Chu Yao never expected that the "home" she finally got would be scattered like this, and everything was exactly as said in the signed letter, she could only be a bystander, and everything in Chu Yao was like a mirror image, and it would not last long.

Almost crying, Chu Yao only took the mimosa tree and left. Chu Yao never took a teacup with him from the teahouse, they were all sad.

On the other side, Jiang Jingtang took Yang Ke to Yang Ke's in-law's house swaggeringly, and presented 1000 taels of silver.

"From now on, A Ke has nothing to do with you." Jiang Jingtang puffed out his chest with a righteous face.

Granny Yang Ke put the bank note aside, and said leisurely, "Today, this document is in your hands. From now on, whether she, Yang Ke, seduces someone or swindles her, I won't interfere any more. Instead, it's you, young man." , I have the heart to remind you, you know the face but not the heart.”

"Keep your mouth clean." Jiang Jingtang glared at Yang Ke's mother-in-law.

"Hmph, no." Yang Ke's mother-in-law gave Jiang Jingtang a blank look, and ordered the servant to take them out of the house.

Jiang Jingtang is holding Yang Ke's hand. The two men and women look like a pair of lovers. Yang Ke has been looking at Jiang Jingtang affectionately, as if the first love between a man and a woman.

Time is the most sensitive touchstone in the world, it can change a person, and it can see a person more clearly.

The days when Jiang Jingtang and Yang Ke were together at first were indeed happy. The two of them were like playing in harmony with each other, reciting poems and writing every day.But money always comes to an end, and besides, Jiang Jingtang didn't continue at first, and secondly, he had no source of income. As time passed, Jiang Jingtang and Yang Ke's life became more and more difficult.

Earlier, Yang Ke also comforted Jiang Jingtang, "Jingtang, don't worry, I didn't bring anything with me when Chu Yao left. When I checked and accepted the teahouse, I put away all of Chu Yao's jewelry. If we can exchange some silver taels, let’s use the money to do some small business.”

Jiang Jingtang looked up at Yang Ke, "Ake, do you think we went too far, not only sold Chuyao's teahouse, but now we have to sell her jewelry to make ends meet."

Yang Ke was immediately upset when she heard this, "What is her teahouse? You and him are husband and wife, and the teahouse is naturally yours. Why not sell it? Also, she didn't take these jewelry away, and it's not me. If you snatch it, it can't be cheaper than the buyer."

Jiang Jingtang made Yang Ke angry, and immediately stopped Yang Ke in his arms, coaxing, "What you said makes sense. It's because of your husband's mistake. Don't be angry, okay? It's not beautiful to be angry."

"What does it mean to make sense?"

"Okay, okay, what you said is right, I'm wrong."

In the past, Jiang Jingtang had never treated Chu Yao like this, he was very stingy even if it was a flattering word, but now that the love words are so sweet, maybe Chu Yao has never surpassed Jiang Jingtang's anger, even if he pretended.Sure enough, only children who can cry will have candy.

On the second day, Jiang Jingtang and Yang Ke sold all their jewelry and bought a small teahouse. The sun turns yellow.

"It's all you, you have been with Chu Yao for so long, why can't you manage a small teahouse well." Yang Ke complained to Jiang Jingtang.

"I just study. I'm a scholar. How can I do business? Isn't it the same for you? Your home is a merchant, and I don't see how well you run it." Jiang Jingtang retorted.

"You're blaming me, do you want me to support the family?" Yang Ke cried as he spoke, "I never thought that you are treating me like this now, and the sweet words in the past are all fake? Thanks!" I still believe in your oath, saying that you will love me and treat me well all your life, but now that the teahouse can't continue to operate, you still have to blame me."

Jiang Jingtang made Yang Ke cry, and immediately panicked, and quickly admitted his mistake, "It's all my fault, it's my fault, I shouldn't say this about you, let alone in this tone, A Ke, don't be angry, okay, I was wrong, it's all my fault."

"What's the use of being wrong? The teahouse is ruined, how will we live in the future?"

"How about I sell calligraphy and painting? You know that I am very good at calligraphy and painting. In the past, many people asked me to help with calligraphy and painting. In short, I will not let you suffer, trust me." Jiang Jingtang hugged Yang Ke said swearingly.

Within a few days, Jiang Jingtang really took the calligraphy and paintings he had just made these days and went to set up a stall at the street corner. At first Jiang Jingtang was a little embarrassed, but he got used to it after a few days, and sometimes he would shout a few words.

But even if he sells calligraphy and paintings, Jiang Jingtang doesn't have any business, and his daily income is just enough to eat.

One day, as usual, Jiang Jingtang was setting up a stall on the side of the street, and when he was immersed in painting, he ran into an "old acquaintance". It is considered beautiful, and I wanted to buy one or two outfits, but was ridiculed by Jiang Jingtang as being arty and not worthy of his paintings. Today, the rich man saw Jiang Jingtang from a distance, so he deliberately stepped forward, "Yo, isn't this Jiang Jingtang? Why are you selling it here? Calligraphy?"

Jiang Jingtang was concentrating on painting, when he was startled by this sudden big man, a fingernail-sized ink dot was left on the drawing paper, Jiang Jingtang felt displeased, so he frowned and raised his head to ask, "Who are you?" Jiang Jingtang naturally didn't remember this person , the "rough guy" he ridiculed was not the only one.

"Don't remember me? It's because Mr. Jiang forgets too much." The big family shook his head and said.

"Feel sorry."

"How do you sell your calligraphy and painting?" The big family picked up a calligraphy and painting and looked it up and down.

"The twelve taels you are holding in your hand."

"Ten taels?" The big family raised his voice, "Do you know how many people spend ten taels of silver in a year?"

Seeing what the big family said, Jiang Jingtang immediately lowered his posture, "This painting can be drawn casually. I see that you sincerely want to buy it. We knew each other before. It's eight taels of silver for you."

Big House sneered.

Jiang Jingtang's brows that had just been stretched were frowned again, "Then how much do you want to buy this painting?"

Dahu held out a finger, "One or two."

Jiang Jingtang immediately snatched the painting from the big family, "If you don't want to buy it, you can leave it, but there is no need to hurt people like this."

"Hurt people? Do you think your calligraphy and paintings are worth eight taels? You know that you are much better than your paintings."

"Famous masters and masters can't compare naturally, but eight liang of silver is also a cheap sale of my paintings. You know that my calligraphy and paintings were hard to find before." Jiang Jingtang retorted.

The big man put his hands behind his back and squinted at Jiang Jingtang, "Jiang Jingtang, you know it was the past, and now you are only worthy of setting up a street stall. In the past, the big guys just wanted to see that you were better educated, and hoped to win the exam, just to curry favor. Look at you Now, everyone knows that you gave up the exam for a widow, got married, and sold the teahouse where the wife was married. Now you..." The big family deliberately prolonged his voice, "You have already become notorious, and you thought it was the beginning!"

"You, you, you..." Jiang Jingtang pointed at Dahu's nose, so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.

"How about me? Where is the aura of laughing at me as vulgar and vulgar people? Jiang Jingtang, people are doing it, and the sky is watching. Most of the blame for you today is your own fault."

When Jiang Jingtang saw that he couldn't talk to him, he was so angry that he pushed the big family away, packed up his calligraphy and paintings angrily, and ran back home with his bookcase on his back.

Yang Ke had just finished washing his clothes and was resting at home. Seeing Jiang Jingtang returning with a gloomy face, he asked, "Jingtang, what's wrong with you? Why did you come back so early today?"

Jiang Jingtang ignored Yang Ke, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Jingtang? Talk to me, what happened?" Yang Ke gently pushed Jiang Jingtang.

"Oh, are you annoyed?" Jiang Jingtang lost his temper with Yang Ke for the first time, "All I know is to ask me what's wrong all day long? Can't you see that I'm very lucky to be painting outside every day? I also have to suffer some inexplicable anger."

Yang Ke was not happy anymore, "Don't get angry outside and come home to find me to vent your anger."

"I want to vent my anger on you? You only know how to enjoy leisure at home every day, but have you ever shared it with me?" Jiang Jingtang yelled at Yang Ke.

"I enjoy leisure?" Yang Ke grabbed Jiang Jingtang's clothes, "I enjoy leisure, where do you get clean clothes to wear, and where do you get three meals a day? I think I, Yang Ke, was a young lady before, and I don't touch Yang Chunshui with my ten fingers. Now And I will be your maid."

"Miss? You used to be the young lady of a big family, but now your parents still recognize you? It would have been a long time ago. If it wasn't for me, you would still be beaten and troubled in the family's house. Now it's just laundry I feel lucky to cook, and I have to do these first steps, but the teahouse is also very good at taking care of them.”

Yang Ke was stepped on by the tail, and immediately pushed Jiang Jingtang, "Since she is so good, you go to her, go to her! I am no longer a lady, and I have no ability to make money. You are starting to dislike me, right?"

The author has something to say: I have been working overtime for the past two days, so the update has been delayed. In order to make up for the progress, I will grit my teeth and update it for four days in a row.