Not long after Yan Liluo left Yan's house, Song Tingting also walked out of Yan's house.

"Zhaozhao, let's go."

"Cousin...this..." Song Zhaozhao pointed to Yan's Mansion.

Song Tingting smiled awkwardly: "This is my husband-in-law's home."

"Husband-in-law?"

Yes, the eldest aunt said that Song Tingting's future husband is from the Yan family in the city. Since it is not Yan Liluo, it must be one of Yan Liluo's elder or younger brothers.

"Then cousin, why don't you go through the main entrance?"

"This... this... we haven't gotten married yet. Today I have to measure my wedding dress, so I have to go through the back door."

Song Zhaozhao naturally didn't think that much and just nodded.

"Cousin, it's already dark, let's go back."

"good."

On the way back, Song Zhaozhao and Song Tingting passed by the street where they had just come.

The night has entered dusk. There is a slight breeze, which is not cold but warm, and is moving through the air. There is a bustling flow of people, crowded heads, and lanterns hung high. There is no scene of late night at all. The streets seem quite noisy and crowded. The roads are crowded.

Pedestrians walked leisurely on the aisles, talking and laughing about these things. The streets and alleys were full of stalls, and the vendors were loudly selling, whether it was delicious food, exquisite clothing or

Or strange jewelry, people looked at it with surprise. The noise was mixed with the sound of stall owners and buyers haggling over prices, making it a lively atmosphere, which made me feel uncomfortable.

"It's so beautiful here!" Song Zhaozhao couldn't help but sigh.

It's really like the description in the book, even more amazing than the description in the book.

"Zhaozhao, do you like it here?"

Song Zhaozhao nodded: "Who wouldn't like it here?"

"Then shall we stay here a little longer?"

Song Zhaozhao hesitated for a while and shook his head: "No, it's too late. Let's go back."

"Zhaozhao, aren't you still waiting for that Shao Qingyuan?"

Song Zhaozhao: "..."

It seems that people here still think that they and Shao Qingyuan will be a couple. Of course, Song Zhaozhao also thought so in the past.

"Cousin, Shao Qingyuan and I just grew up together."

"Zhao Zhao..."

"cousin!"

Song Tingting wanted to say something more, but Song Zhaozhao raised her voice. Song Zhaozhao's words shocked Song Tingting, and Song Zhaozhao also felt a little embarrassed.

"Cousin, I...I...I'm sorry, actually I..."

"Zhaozhao, I'm fine. It's just that I'm troublesome."

"Cousin~" Song Zhaozhao was a little embarrassed.

"Okay, let's go home."

Song Zhaozhao did not explain too much. As the saying goes, the more you explain, the more confusing it becomes. Some things are better left unsaid.

…

Early on the next morning, Song Zhaozhao got up early, loosened the vegetable seeds and grain seeds that he had sown in the previous two days, watered the soil, and fed two chickens. He looked at the orderly appearance of the yard that had been invaded by him.

, Song Zhaozhao felt happy. After working hard for so long, he was finally getting results.

"Girl, are you up so early?" Father Song also got up and walked out.

"Dad, after breakfast today, I have to go into the city again."

"I'm going to the city again. What's the reason for this time? To do business?" Song's father asked full of doubts.

Song Zhaozhao shook his head and nodded: yes, not really. "

Father Song looked at Song Zhaozhao doubtfully.

"This is a business. I have to go to the city a few more times to choose a stall. But the most important thing today is that my cousin and I went to the city yesterday. When my cousin was trying on fabrics, I met a very beautiful doctor.

Fairy girl."

"Medical Fairy Girl?"

"Yes, dad, that girl looks like she belongs to a wealthy family, but she actually runs a medical clinic in front of the fabric store. She is very kind."

"Then this medical fairy girl...?"

"The medical fairy girl saw that the dress I wore yesterday was very novel and wanted me to make a new dress for her. I went to get the fabric today."

Father Song nodded: "Let your mother make breakfast for you. If you go to the city earlier, you can come back earlier."

"Don't worry, Dad."

"Baby's mother."

"What's wrong?"

"Let's have breakfast early today."

"Okay, there's still a lot of stuff left over from the past few days. Just clear it up today."

Song's mother finished speaking quickly, and after a while, the Song family's breakfast was finished.

After breakfast, Song Zhaozhao took some dry food and prepared to enter the city.

Song Zhaozhao thought that since he entered the city, he should observe more and do business in two days.

When he arrived in the city, Song Zhaozhao did not go to the medical center first, but walked around the streets. He walked near an inn and found that there was no small vendor nearby. This was an inn, and what he wanted to open was about food. The inn

The food must be very expensive, so many people will come to eat Song Zhaozhao's food.

That’s right, it’s here, and we’re not afraid of being robbed of our business.

After looking at the location, Song Zhaozhao rushed to the medical center.

When he arrived at the hospital, Lu Jinmo was treating patients. When he saw Song Zhaozhao, he motioned to her to wait for him.

Song Zhaozhao had nothing to do, so he took a look at the medical clinic. There were many kinds of medicines there, and Lu Jinmo did not receive any money after seeing the patients. If this were placed in the 21st century, it must be Bai Fumei doing charity!

"Little tailor!"

Little tailor? This was the first time Song Zhaozhao was called this name, and he couldn't explain it for a moment.

"Are you calling me?" Song Zhaozhao asked.

"You said there are other people in this room besides you who know how to make clothes?" Lu Jinmo said with a smile.

Song Zhaozhao: "..."

Yes, it's just that this little tailor... is really hard to accept.

"I'm sorry. I was in a hurry yesterday and forgot to ask you your name. After much deliberation, I could only call you little tailor. It would also appear cordial."

"My name is Song Zhaozhao."

"Zhaozhao, it's a good name, but it's still the little tailor's name." Lu Jinmo smiled innocently.

Song Zhaozhao: “…….”

"If you don't mind, you can also call me little doctor girl."

"this……"

"If you didn't reject me, I'll take it as your consent."

Song Zhaozhao: "..."

It’s okay if I don’t agree with your attitude.

"Come, little tailor, come and take a look at the fabric." Lu Jinmo pulled Song Zhaozhao and started to walk in. "Mingyu, please keep an eye on the medical center and call me if you need anything."

"Yes, miss."
Chapter completed!