Nie Shao's runaway ex-wife

After An Ran pushed Nie Canghao out of the car, she couldn't help being wronged and angry, and cried again.

Sheng Manru left the passenger seat and sat in the back row to accompany An Ran.

She didn't try to persuade her not to cry, but just silently handed her a tissue.

An Ran cried out her grievance and anger, and her mood calmed down a little, but she still choked from time to time.

"Young Master Nie has a smart face, but he has a stupid stomach." Sheng Manru shook his head and sighed, guessing: "I suspect that he has never been in a relationship, and he doesn't know how to coax girls at all."

Just now, An Ran's heart had already softened, and Nie Canghao might have coaxed her back home if he put more effort into it.

But he found a unique way, and he messed up the situation that was finally turned around.

Ordinary people can't do the things he did, and can't say the words he said, they are simply convinced.

Just had a blast yesterday over the wedding dress.Today he proposed to take An Ran to try on the wedding dress, and promised to give her a wedding. This straight man has terminal cancer.

"But you have to be considerate of him. After all, not every man understands human psychology like Huo Yan, and he can't speak every word to the heart of others like him." When Huo Yan was mentioned, Sheng Manru was sweet again. , the corners of her lips curled up.

An Ran stopped crying and glared at her: "It's shameful to show affection!"

"Okay, okay, I won't exaggerate." Sheng Manru quickly stopped this topic and continued to discuss Nie Canghao.

"However, Young Master Nie's behavior just shows that he is not a veteran in the field of love, and he doesn't know how to make women happy. He really wants to please you, but the way he expresses it is not correct. You don't have to be so angry, I think he still wants to please you." Alright."

An Ran waved her hand, lost interest: "Don't mention him."

So as not to piss yourself off.

"Okay, don't mention him! Let's go to the gourmet town and eat!" Sheng Manru suggested.

An Ran reluctantly nodded.Although she still couldn't get any interest, she couldn't stay depressed forever.

Yan Liang restarted the car and continued to drive towards the gourmet town.

The gourmet town is a group of antique buildings, and all the shops in it imitate the ancient style.Most of them sell special delicacies, and a few are traditional ethnic handicrafts.

This antique town gathers special delicacies from all over the country, attracts many tourists, and often attracts crews of all sizes to settle in to shoot film and television dramas.

Entering this bustling environment, the winter chill is dispelled by the lively atmosphere.

Two young women shuttled through the crowd, stopping at various food stalls to taste.

Most of the time, it was Sheng Manru who was eating, An Ran barely took a bite or two, her appetite was still not very good.

Sheng Manru knew that she was still unhappy, so he didn't persuade her too much. He just tasted it if she was happy, and didn't eat it if she didn't like it.

Until the two of them came to a stall selling traditional handicrafts.

A middle-aged female stall owner in her 50s is enthusiastically yelling to attract customers: "Handmade shawls, insoles, and thousand-ply cloth shoes!"

The enthusiasm of the female stall owners and the exquisite handicrafts on the stalls attracted many tourists to stop, but most of them were scared away by the price.

"One thousand and five for a shawl? My God! If you have this money, you might as well go to a counter to buy branded goods!" A little girl who looked like a college student muttered dissatisfiedly.

"That's right, it's too expensive! Auntie, can it be cheaper!" Another girl echoed.

The female stall owner argued: "It is purely hand-crocheted. It takes half a month to weave a shawl, and [-] is not enough money! Look at this beautiful pattern! My husband's family has a unique tradition for hundreds of years. Do you understand craftsmanship, intangible cultural heritage? Except for my mother-in-law, this craftsmanship is now lost!"

An Ran unfolded a handmade shawl, and was immediately shocked by the intricate and gorgeous colors on it.

Every petal is bright and eye-catching, and every branch and leaf vein is lifelike.The dexterity and vividness of pure hand-crocheting can never be compared and replaced by mechanical weaving.

"To weave a shawl, I used dozens of kinds of yarns of various designs and colors. Those who know the goods don't think it's expensive. The price is already very cheap." The female stall owner continued to boast about her goods.

An Ran turned her head and said to Sheng Manru: "You pick one, and I'll give it to you."

Seeing that she finally had something she was interested in, Sheng Manru was not polite, and immediately began to choose carefully.

About ten minutes later, Sheng Manru chose a shawl with a begonia pattern, and An Ran chose two.

"I think the orchid pattern is more suitable for you, and the peony pattern...is a bit too magnificent." Sheng Manru commented.

An Ran smiled slightly: "You're right, I also like this orchid one more. I also want the peony one, and I'm going to give it away."

"Wow, it's not an ordinary person to be worthy of a flower like peony in your heart. Can you introduce who is the beauty!" Sheng Manru joked with her.

Finally seeing that An Ran cheered up, she was very happy, so she deliberately teased her to say a few more words.

"I won't tell you!" An Ran played it off. "Temporarily confidential."

According to the price of [-] yuan per shawl, she scanned the QR code and transferred [-] yuan to the female stall owner without haggling at all.

The female stall owner was overjoyed from ear to ear, and hurriedly took out the exquisite paper bag, folded the three shawls and put them in separately.

At the same time, she still did not forget to show off to the few girls who were stunned: "Look, this is the one who really understands! My mother-in-law is almost 80 years old, she sells one for less, and buys one for profit. You can't get it anywhere else!"

An Ran took the paper bag and asked curiously, "Auntie, can you knit?"

The female stall owner sighed with embarrassment: "How can it be so easy! It's too difficult to learn!"

The inheritance of intangible cultural heritage is becoming more and more difficult, because the fast pace of modern society and the popularity of mechanization make it more and more difficult for modern people to calm down and learn this complicated craft.

Therefore, many traditional crafts are facing the crisis of being lost, or have been lost.

After buying the shawl, An Ran took Sheng Manru to the parking lot.

Sheng Manru asked curiously: "Let's go now? Where shall we go to play again?"

An Ran raised the packing bag in her hand, and revealed a mysterious smile: "I'll take you to see the owner of Peony!"

Nie Canghao came to Bai Ling's new hospital ward, seeing her lying on the hospital bed weakly, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

What happened yesterday was outrageous.An Ran was so angry that she was half dead, and Bai Ling was also tossed hard.

Zhu Hong looked up at Nie Canghao, and seemed relieved. "You're finally here, hurry up and persuade her to eat something!"

Nie Canghao approached, looked at the sickly Bai Ling, and said softly: "What happened yesterday... I apologize to you on behalf of my mother."

Bai Ling showed a pale and weak smile, and sighed softly: "Auntie is not wrong. If I were her instead, the reaction might be more intense."

"Why haven't you eaten?" Nie Canghao asked her worriedly.

Bai Ling said lazily: "I don't have much appetite, I don't have anything to eat."

Nie Canghao thought about it for a while, and suggested: "The Buddha Jumping Wall made by Lanyue is a must. An Ran also has a bad appetite when she is pregnant, but she likes to eat her Buddha Jumping Wall. I will go and pack a copy for you... ..."

Bai Ling's eyelids twitched, revealing a gentle smile: "I'd forget if you didn't mention it, we still have an old friend in this imperial capital. We haven't seen her for so many years, I miss her a little."

"When you are well, I will accompany you to her place." Nie Canghao immediately agreed.

Bai Ling struggled to sit up and seemed to regain some energy. "I've been lying on the bed and bored, and I just want to find a place to walk, why don't you take me there now. Whether to eat or not is the second priority. It's true that I want to talk to an old friend to relieve my boredom."