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A lady in Chinese dress slowly entered the room, and saluted Mrs. Hou respectfully.Madam Hou pointed at her and smiled at Su Ying: "This is my little girl, Hou Zhonger."

Su Fang and Hou Zhong'er gave each other blessings.When she stood up and raised her head to see the other person's face clearly, Su Ying was so shocked that she almost bit her tongue...

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Chapter 22

"You're a little monkey, right?!" Su Ying couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed Hou Zhong'er's sleeve, and pulled her to stop.People were walking around on the street, it was very lively, no one would pay attention to these two young girls who seemed to be chatting in the corner.

"Ah! Little Grapefruit! Haha, I said that you looked familiar the other day, so you are Su Ying from the Su family's pottery shop. I have seen Tao Jian once, but I didn't see your appearance very clearly! Oh, Cai I should have known when Xiao Wen said you were her senior sister. At that time, I thought you were her senior sister of the Emei School!" Just now in the Hou Mansion, Su Qing managed to suppress the surprise on her face.Hou Zhong'er also smiled in time and took Su Ying's hand like a flower, telling Mrs. Hou that she and Su Ying hit it off right away, and thought of going out of the house to the blue sky and white clouds to talk about sisterhood.Mrs. Hou has always loved her daughter very much, seeing that she and Su Ying are so close, she happily let her go.Fortunately, yesterday was a winter rain, today is sunny.With a reason to leave the mansion, Hou Zhong'er hurriedly dragged Su Yang into the street.

"Eh? Do you know that the little mosquito is Cai Xiaowen?"

"Haha, I know, I know. We are friends, and we are also fighting friends." Hou Zhonger tightened his belt as he said, his eyes were bright and energetic, and he was no longer like the frail young lady at home.She was wearing a thick lavender Shu brocade gown with fox fur on the sleeves and neckline, and a dark green square jade inlaid on the belt.This whole body from head to toe is much more valuable than Su Ying's winter coat. "I'm only acquainted with Cai Xiaowen, and the others are really just fighting friends. My mother doesn't know about the fight, and even my close girl doesn't know. That's why I pulled you out, hehe."

Su Ying nodded and smiled, "I understand. It's a secret. It won't be written in the history books."

"Well! Now we're going out, and if it's not good, we'll go back. Do you have anything to do? I'll go with you."

Su Ying groaned for a while, remembering that the hand ointment that was used to protect her hands before making pottery had just run out.So he invited Hou Zhong'er to go with him.That kind of hand cream was shipped from the capital at a high price, and only one shop in the south of the city sold it.The weather is fine today, Hou Zhonger is fine, and Su Ying wants to take some time off again.The two of them stopped taking the car and walked slowly.

Not long after, the two were on the road.There is a constant flow of passers-by, and vendors on both sides are hawking endlessly, which is very lively.Su Ying and Hou Zhonger were chatting about the poems and songs they had read, when suddenly the crowd in front of them became commotion.A carriage came galloping.There were so many passers-by, the young coachman did not slow down, but twitched the reins while shouting for people to get out of the way.

Seeing that the coachman was so unreasonable, Hou Zhonger frowned and pulled Su Ying to the side of the road, continuing to discuss the unfinished Ci of Chu.She and Su Yangren hid on the safe side of the street.But yesterday it rained, and there were puddles of puddles everywhere on the road.Now the carriage was speeding past, and the wheels were caught in a large puddle.A small water curtain splashed loudly...

"In The Songs of Chu, I also like Dr. Qu Yuan. But I like Jiuge more than Lisao. Lisao is too heavy, but Jiuge's romantic feelings are like a clear spring in the heart, as the saying goes..." Hou Zhonger was talking. Tan Tan suddenly felt that half of his cheeks were wet.When I touched it with my hand, it was mud. "...You son of a bitch!" Hou Zhong'er rushed to the center of the street, pointed at the back of the carriage and scolded angrily: "You didn't see that there was water underground! You ran so fast! You are not afraid of dying in the carriage Inside!"

After cursing, she turned around angrily, and saw Su Yingzheng looking over in shock.Only then did Hou Zhonger realize that he had lost his composure just now, and felt embarrassed: "I'm laughing... I'm so angry that I can't control it..."

"No no!" To Hou Zhong'er's surprise, a look of admiration appeared on Su Huang's face: "I admire women who are not fake and reserved the most!"

Although the sisterhood between the two is one step closer, they were both splashed with mud, so they had to find a bathhouse nearby, planning to take a bath first, and then send the bathhouse clerk to buy two clean clothes to deal with it.

Fortunately, there is a bathhouse not far away. The words "Peach Blossom Forest Big Bathroom" also have traces of time. It should be a time-honored bathhouse.The two took off their clothes and soaked in the pool specially prepared for female guests.The pool was steaming hot, and Su Huang's skin turned slightly red after entering the water.Looking back, the fair-skinned Hou Zhong'er has become a little celebrity.Su Ying turned her head and took a long breath, feeling unspeakably comfortable.There were not many people in the pool and the water was hot, so everything was fine.It's almost meal time, and she's a little hungry.She was thinking about what to eat later, when she heard Hou Zhonger beside her humming.

"Old coachman, take me, my little sister is eighteen..." Hou Zhong'er closed his eyes, leaning against the pool, humming happily: "Old coachman, take me, little sister with a melon-faced face... "

Su Yingjing listened to Hou Zhonger sing "Old Coachman", compared with the "Eighteen Touches" she had heard, there was a wonderful similarity.I didn't expect that Hou Zhong'er, who talked about Chuci and Tang poetry just now, was also a fellow, and he felt more and more cordial.

It was almost noon at this time, and it was time for the bathhouse staff to change shifts.When the two came up from the pool flushed red, the waiters who handed the towels and robes had already changed.