I eat wife cake on the fifteenth of every month

It was already the first time the lights came on, and Brother Younger called Song Yunrong a rickshaw. Before getting into the car, Song Yunrong suddenly remembered something that she had neglected.

"Zhou Bosheng, you said Yuan Nai is teaching?"

Zhou Bosheng scratched his head: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Do you know what she taught?"

Zhou Bosheng pondered for a while, "It seems to be..."

"Hi! What else can it be? Foreign language!" The boy next to him interrupted carelessly.

"It's not that you don't know that Yuan Nai's foreign language was the best in the whole country back then. I heard that the foreign language teacher is quite popular. Speaking of which, she didn't want Yunrong's Dayang because she had confidence."

"Yes, yes, I remembered that Yuan Nai's foreign language skills are better than Yunrong's! But even if the foreign language is good, the job of teaching is really shabby!"

The young masters looked at me and looked at you, thinking of those things in the past was like opening a chatterbox.

Under the white cuffed knitted hat, Song Yunrong's face was gloomy and ugly.

"Walk."

The driver tied the sweat towel to his trouser waist, "Okay, sit still!"

"Eh? Yunrong wait for me!"

"Yun Rong!"

Dumbfounded, the sons and brothers reacted and hurriedly called a rickshaw and hurried up.

The wheels of the car rolled over the stone slabs under the feasting lights, and Yue Ji just walked out of an alley when she saw several rickshaws speeding past.

In the dark alley behind him, a strange bat fluttered and hung upside down under the eaves of a house, returning to silence.

The voices were noisy, Yue Ji touched her left ear, slightly curled her lips, and an unknown light flashed in her dark eyes.

He straightened his clothes and prepared to go back.

Passing around the noisy Shangyuan Street, suddenly the people next to him crowded together, as if something was running rampant across the city.

A beam of light came from the street, and a shiny black car drove into the eyes. All the passers-by nearby looked sideways, and even whispered and sighed enviously.

Yue Ji looked up, and across the road was a magnificently decorated Wenfu hat shop, with red walls and eight cedar wooden doors at the gate, inlaid with lattice windows.

The two rows of cabinets on the left and right are in the shape of steps, and there are three rows of hats on each side. For men and women, Chinese-style leather and woolen newsboy hats, and Haicheng-style mid-brimmed fedoras, there are even specially made ones that fork in all directions like tree branches. On the shelf that came out, there were no less than ten exquisite little foreign hats hanging on it.

Many ladies from official families and famous ladies from Haicheng brought their servants to choose among them.

On the left is a sandalwood counter. The half-old shopkeeper was fiddling with the abacus. When he heard the sound of the car at the door, he looked up suspiciously, and then happily walked around the counter holding the corner of his front robe to greet him.

"I have admired you for a long time, it is really a blessing for Yang to have Ms. Huang come to our village!"

When a clerk from Wenfu Maozhuang helped to open the door, the so-called Miss Huang stretched out a jade foot gracefully from the back seat, with a small high heel on the ground, and a light-colored cheongsam that was slightly open to the ankle. The exquisite curly hair blended into the style of the dance hall, and the white button earrings were adorned on the earlobes, like night stars twinkling in the night sky.

Yue Ji glanced at it with a complicated expression. Compared to the graceful and charming woman, she still prefers the youthful look on Xi Yuanna that makes people restless no matter what she wears.

Turn a corner and enter the alley, not far away is home.

The sky was getting dark quickly, and there was a cool breeze. As expected, it started to drizzle as soon as I got home. The cold air blew from the alley, and the temperature suddenly dropped.

Yue Ji took a bright yellow oil-paper umbrella from the house and ran out in a hurry. Yuan Nai hadn't come back yet, so she was a little worried about her.

However, before she took a few steps, she saw a thin figure trotting over from the alley. She was carrying a neon light, flustered like a traveler hiding from the rain, holding two books tightly wrapped in her arms , raising one hand to his forehead in an attempt to cover the oncoming raindrops.

He kept running towards her, as if he was the hearth cottage she was going to return from a long journey, and the little thick heel clattered on the heart with water droplets.

Unexplainable emotions floated in my heart.

"Xixi, come cover me!" The ethereal voice echoed in the alley, like playing a violin in an empty theater, quiet and distant, reaching people's hearts.

Calling Yue Ji back to her senses, she subconsciously agreed and ran towards her with her umbrella up.

Before she could lift it up on tiptoe, Yuan Nai bent down and hid under her umbrella, the ends of her hair were soaked in a lot of coolness, hanging down and fluttering on her chest.

Her hair was cold and cold, and a few raindrops were thrown on Yue Ji's face inadvertently. She didn't feel the cold at all, and she could even feel the cold fragrance of the person in front of her.

"Are you back?" Her throat rolled, she asked.

Yuan Nai hummed, caressed her little hand calmly, touched the handle of the umbrella on the tiger's mouth, took it, took Yue Ji to her waist, and walked home, "Xixi, lean close to sister, don't get wet."

Yue Ji nodded, took her hand, and heard a hiss for a moment.

There was an uneven rubbing sensation from the fingertips, which was slightly sticky, and almost the moment Yuan Nai put his hand on her left shoulder, he smelled a familiar fishy sweetness.

She clasped Yuan Nai's hand that was about to retract, and spread it out to her palm, a little under the tiger's mouth, a scratch that had been solidified was reddened and blurred again because of the rain.

You can even see a few inconspicuous peelings, and the flat and tender palms are no longer smooth.

"Xixi, it's okay, just now Big Sister Yu accidentally fell and that's it." Yuan Nai smiled dryly and withdrew his hand, explaining the reason.

However, this explanation is full of loopholes.

The raindrops hit the floor tiles, making them wet and cold.

Yue Ji raised her eyes and glanced at the clean and refreshing lower skirt on her body, except for a little bit of rainwater when she came back from the drizzle, she didn't have the embarrassment she said she should have after falling down.

Her book is also dry, and it is protected more completely than she is.

The woman was lying to herself, the bruises were made before the rain.

Why did she lie to herself?What is she hiding?