be happy

In the early morning, regardless of the cold, everyone huddled beside the bulletin board, carefully reading the content on it, and turning their heads from time to time to discuss with the people around them.

"You said that Si'an recruits maids, why come to our city? Don't they have too many girls in Sanshan City? Is it possible that there are not enough?" One person folded his arms and asked puzzled.

"You don't know yet, do you? Our city is also under the control of Si'an. Xu Su, the eldest disciple of Yao Ling, brought his whole family to Si'an." An old man said.

Another young man patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said: "I said, brother, you don't understand now, this housemaid is also a maid."

"Hey hey hey." Hearing this, everyone booed and said with a smile that Mo Fugui knows how to enjoy life.

Tao Ranran stood outside the crowd and listened to everyone's discussions, roughly understanding the contents of the notice thoroughly.

Although Si'an's intention of recruiting maids has been speculated several times by everyone, there are still many parents who ask their girls to dress up and look forward to the selection in the afternoon.Mo Fugui is well-known, and Si'an is a big family of the Immortal Sect. If he is lucky enough to be in Mo Fugui's eyes, he will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

Qiluofang's business suddenly boomed. The boss was still kowtowling melon seeds leisurely in the yard, but suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps in front of the shop, and the melon seeds in his pocket were scattered all over the ground without time to clean them up, so he ran to do business immediately. You can't leave it alone, the smile on your mouth never stops.

Tao Ranran touched the only piece of silver left in his sleeve, which was given to him by Xiaoer before going out, saying that it was the money left over from the hotel, so he accepted it without doubting him.

Tao Ranran stood in front of Qiluofang, looked at the two lotus root pink ready-to-wear clothes hanging in the store, and said to the boss, "Wrap those two for me."

"Okay." The boss replied enthusiastically, wrapping up the clothes neatly.

Tao Ranran handed over the money and asked uncertainly, "Is this enough money?"

The boss took the money with both hands, and said with a smile, "Of course it is enough." After speaking, he took out a few copper coins from the cabinet and handed them to Tao Ranran, "There are still many."

"Thank you." Tao Ranran took the copper plate, put on the clothes, and thanked the boss.

[-]% to [-]% of the clothes in the store are sold. The boss moved the stool and sat down with a smile, happily knocking on the melon seeds, and handing out a few melon seeds to passers-by from time to time.

Shen Haiyue looked at the pink shirt on the table, looked at Tao Ranran in astonishment, and said, "Have you decided?"

"Yes." Tao Ranran nodded, "The Haike Club has already started, and this is an excellent opportunity."

"But you." Shen Haiyue still hesitated.

"Don't worry about me." Tao Ranran said.

Shen Haiyue looked at Tao Ranran carefully, and said with a light smile, "Of course, you have changed a lot."

Tao Ranran hooked his lips, and said, "There is nothing that never changes."

Shen Haiyue walked to the table, picked up the clothes, and thoughtfully said: "It's the same color as Chang Ting's."

Tao Ranran lowered his eyes, unconsciously grabbed the sleeve with the hand hidden in the sleeve, and said, "Brother."

"I know." Shen Haiyue interrupted Tao Ranran, "But I like him, but I never thought that he loves Wuji so deeply, nor did I think of you." Shen Haiyue did not say the following words.

"Humans are not gods, how can they have insight into everything?" Tao Ranran sighed, "Your body has not recovered yet, you should rest more, and then go to the Ziwei Garden in the afternoon, and start to choose at the end of the day."

After Fang Da recovered, he hurriedly drove the carriage back to Sanshan City without leaving a word, which made Tao Ranran very helpless as to how to repay this kindness.

After lunch, Xiao Er sat on the stool with a piece of paper in his hand, smiling foolishly, and chanting a few sour words of love from time to time.

Tao Ranran couldn't listen any longer, coughed lightly, and said, "I mean little brother, did you receive a love letter from your sister?"

As soon as Xiaoer heard this, he immediately stuffed the paper into his sleeve, his cheeks were flushed, and he stammered, "You, how do you know?"

"You look like this, I can guess it even when I can't see it." Tao Ranran teased, "What did my sweetheart say? To make you happy like this? If you don't mind, why don't you tell me?"

Xiao Er didn't refuse, and said cheerfully: "It's my fiancee, who said that the family's harvest this year is very good, and she brought me some home-made pickled radishes by the way."

Tao Ranran raised her eyebrows and said, "I thought it was a love poem, and it was all ready to be commented on, but they didn't even give me a chance to express it."

Xiao Er scratched his head shyly, changed the subject and said, "Why don't you try the dried radish?" After finishing speaking, Xiao Er took out a jar from nowhere, lifted the lid on it, and a spicy smell hit his face .

Tao Ranran swallowed involuntarily, took the chopsticks handed over by Xiaoer, picked up a dried radish and put it in his mouth. After a while, he immediately grabbed the tea next to him and rinsed his mouth. After a while, he stopped.

"It's really spicy." Tao Ranran pouted and exhaled, "The taste is so strong?"

Xiaoer smiled, covered the jar, held it tightly in his arms, and said, "As long as she made it, it's fine."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really enviable. If my wife did it, I'm afraid I'll need to call a doctor the next moment." Tao Ranran said with emotion.

"Puchi." Xiaoer couldn't help laughing out loud, "Young master is too exaggerated, isn't it?"

Tao Ranran spread his hands innocently, and said: "It's true, he cooked porridge for me once, and then he never dared to let him into the kitchen again, and wanted to stay with him for a few more years."

"Young Master is really an interesting person." Xiao Er said, "It can be seen that Young Master loves your wife very much."

"Yes." Tao Ranran's eyes dimmed, "It's a pity."

"What's the matter? Young Master, something bad happened?" Xiaoer asked, "Is it related to the one above?" Xiaoer pointed to the second floor, and began to think about Tao Ranran's empathy and abandonment of Shen Haiyue in his mind. Things started to look at Tao Ranran with a trace of disgust.

Tao Ranran looked at his expression, shook his head with a smile, and said: "Don't think too much, I have nothing to do with that girl, the matter between me and my wife is too complicated, so I can't say more."

Xiaoer heard this and looked at Tao Ranran apologetically.

Tao Ranran waved his hand and asked, "Is there a calligraphy and painting stall in this city? The one that can help people write letters?"

"Go straight to this street, and you will pass an intersection. The stall owner is a down-and-out scholar, surnamed Wu." Xiaoer said.

According to Xiaoer's words, Tao Ranran found the calligraphy and painting booth.

Wu Yaotai sat on the ground, tilted her body, and looked at the book in her hand intently.

Tao Ranran stood beside Wu Yaotai for a long time, and called him several times, as if he had never heard of him.

"Sir." Tao Ranran shouted again.

Wu Yaotai anxiously put down the book in her hand, threw the writing brush inserted obliquely in her hair on the ground, and said, "What's the noise, what's the noise!"

Tao Ranran was terrified by him, and said, "Sir, you have a really big temper."

Wu Yaotai glared at Tao Ranran, stood up, walked to the side of the small square table and sat down, said: "Buy calligraphy and painting or write letters?"

"Write a letter." Tao Ranran said.

Wu Yaotai picked up a brush and dipped it in ink, spread out a piece of white paper, and asked, "Is it a letter from home or what?"

Tao Ranran thought for a long time, then said, "Resignation."

Wu Yaotai shook her hands and said, "What?"

"Resignation." Tao Ranran said again.

Wu Yao looked Tao Ranran up and down the stage, and said: "According to me, you look good enough to have a wife, and write a divorce letter? Go, go, go."

Tao Ranran put the few copper coins left over from the previous clothes purchase on the table, and said, "Please help me, sir."

"Why did you write a divorce letter? Could it be that your wife committed seven crimes?" Wu Yaotai asked curiously.

Tao Ranran shook his head and said, "Nothing."

"That's because you haven't done anything for many years?" Wu Yaotai asked.

The corner of Tao Ranran's mouth twitched slightly, nodded, and said, "Yes."

"But I don't think you're very old. It's probably because you can't give birth by yourself, and it's your wife's fault." Wu Yaotai said.

Tao Ranran: "..." Why are there so many people involved?

Wu Yaotai lowered her head, had already conceived the content in her mind, and suddenly thought of something, said: "Are you empathizing?"

Tao Ranran didn't dare to speak any more and could only shake his head.

Wu Yaotai smiled knowingly, quickly wrote a full sheet of paper, dried the ink on it, stuffed it into an envelope, handed it to Tao Ranran, waved his hand, and said, "No need for money."

Tao Ranran took it in astonishment, and said, "Sir, why?"

Wu Yaotai put the copper plate on the table back to Tao Ranran's waist, pushed him away, and said, "Go, hurry up, don't hinder my business."

Tao Ranran looked back at the deserted street, there was no business, but he still didn't stay much, thanked him, and left.

It is rare for Wu Yaotai to close the stall early today, push the cart home, and show off to his wife as soon as he enters the door: "Today can be regarded as saving a marriage."

When it was nearing the end, Tao Ranran changed into the clothes she had bought earlier, and sat by the bronze mirror, suffering from a headache.

Shen Haiyue applied the ground rice powder on Tao Ranran's face, and after a while, the powder didn't fall off easily.

"It's really ugly." Tao Ranran couldn't bear to look directly.

Shen Haiyue held back her smile and said, "It's much better than yourself. You were ugly when you were like that before."

Tao Ranran refused to accept it and said, "Nonsense, Lu Heqing still loves me to death."

"Lu Heqing was an accident." Shen Haiyue said.

Tao Ran snorted coldly.

After dawdling for a while, the two arrived at the gate of Ziwei Garden, where there was already a long queue.

Shen Haiyue slapped away the sand on Tao Ranran's skirt, and said hesitantly, "How about we go back and clean it up?"

Tao Ranran puffed out her chest and said, "No, it's wasting time."

"But you look like this." Shen Haiyue hesitated to speak.

Tao Ranran touched his soft chest, and there were two bags of sand wrapped in cloth, but the cloth was a bit rough, and sand leaked out from time to time.

"It's okay." Tao Ranran shook her head indifferently.

"You dare to come if you are so ugly?" A voice exclaimed.

Tao Ranran turned her head and saw a handsome woman pointing at herself exaggeratedly.

"Ugly from a distance, even uglier up close." The woman said with disgust.

Shen Haiyue frowned slightly, and said, "You're rude."

The woman turned her eyes to Shen Haiyue, saw Shen Haiyue's appearance clearly, felt a sense of crisis in an instant, and said sarcastically: "You are smart, you know how to highlight yourself by pulling the ugly."

"This is to choose a maid, not a beauty contest. It's fine to serve people. What's the matter with beauty? It's a pity to be a maid for someone so beautiful. At least, I should be a concubine." Tao Ranran said with a smile .

The woman blushed when she heard this, although she thought so in her heart, she still had to be reserved, so she scolded: "Stop talking nonsense."

"Bang!" The crisp gong sounded, and everyone stopped discussing and looked up.