Because of the five words just mentioned, Song Zhaozhao was obviously a little frightened when he saw Lu Chenmo. "Jinmo, you are here." Shao Qingyuan took Lu Jinmo's hand and did not forget to salute Lu Chenmo at the same time:

"Brother Lu."

Lu Chenmo also nodded slightly to indicate.

"Now that you're here, sit down quickly and try the hand-made ice powder I just made."

"What is hand-made ice powder?"

"It's a dessert that will cool you down when you eat it. You'll know after you taste it."

When he saw the ice powder, Lu Jinmo's eyes instantly lit up.

"Little tailor, is this hand-kneaded ice powder? There are a lot of Chinese food on it, the colors are different, it looks really beautiful."

Song Zhaozhao picked up a bowl and handed it to Lu Jinmo: "Since you think it looks good, let's have a taste."

After Lu Jinmo took the first bite, Song Zhaozhao handed the other two bowls to the hands of Lu Chenmo and Shao Qingyuan.

"Little tailor, how do you make this hand-kneaded ice powder? It tastes very much like tofu curd, but the taste is completely different, and it still tastes ice cold."

"This is made from ice powder and then placed in well water. Naturally, it will be ice cold."

"Yeah, it's delicious."

Seeing how delicious Lu Jinmo's food was, Song Zhaozhao was naturally happy.

"Since you like to eat, I can cook it for you more often in the future."

"Great, I knew that the little tailor is the best. If I were a man, I would definitely marry you. Right, brother?"

Song Zhaozhao: ""

Just tell your brother to marry me.

Lu Chenmo took a sip of hand-made ice powder, then looked at Song Zhaozhao and said nothing.

Song Zhaozhao also met Lu Chenmo's eyes, and immediately missed them in a hurry.

"Little doctor girl, when will you and Brother Shao leave tomorrow?"

Song Zhaozhao wanted to let this topic go as quickly as possible.

"We will arrive at Chenjiazhuang around midnight tomorrow."

"It's so early." Song Zhaozhao couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, it seems that I will get up early tomorrow."

Although Lu Jinmo was complaining, Song Zhaozhao could see that Lu Jinmo was full of happiness.

"In this case, after eating the ice powder, let's go and have a rest."

"Little tailor, why don't you go back together tomorrow? Chenjiazhuang is also your home, let's go back together?"

When it comes to going back together, Song Zhaozhao hesitates. Everyone in Chenjiazhuang knows that Song Zhaozhao and Shao Qingyuan have known each other since childhood. Everyone thought that the two of them would have a fruitful relationship, but now, Shao Qingyuan returns home in glory.

, and also brought a woman back. How would the people in Chenjiazhuang view themselves, and how would they think about Shao Qingyuan and Lu Jinmo.

"I'd better forget it. Let's wait in a few days. I have to go to Beizhen Fusi to cook tomorrow."

"Beizhen Fusi?"

Song Zhaozhao nodded: "Yes, I just joined the job today. It would not be good if I don't go tomorrow."

"But my brother just told me that there will be no one in Fusi, Beizhen tomorrow."

"No one!" Song Zhaozhao looked at Lu Chenmo.

"Yes, brother said that they are going to the back hill of Chenjiazhuang to find Sang Chong tomorrow."

Song Zhaozhao: ""

Damn it, it’s not a good time to go, but I have to go tomorrow. Also, Lu Chenmo, why didn’t you tell me!

"Little tailor, just go. If it's not for anything else but for me, think about it. I don't know anyone familiar with you in Chenjiazhuang. It won't be too embarrassing for you if you go."

Song Zhaozhao couldn't resist Lu Jinmo, so he finally had to agree.

After eating the ice powder, Lu Jinmo and Shao Qingyuan went back to their rooms. Lu Chenmo wanted to take Song Zhaozhao to his room, but Song Zhaozhao was unwilling to do so, so it was best to let Zi Fen take Song Zhaozhao there.

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Song Zhaozhao was lying on the bed, his mind was in a mess. Whether it was accompanying Shao Qingyuan and Lu Jinmo back home tomorrow, or his relationship with Lu Chenmo, how could things develop to this point?

What is described in is even more complicated.

Perhaps because he was too tired from the whole day today, Song Zhaozhao fell asleep without even realizing it.

Early on the next morning, when the sky was just beginning to turn pale, Song Zhaozhao was woken up by Mingyu and went to choose a dress for her young lady.

"Little tailor, do you think this suit is okay?" "Does this suit look good?" "Does this suit suit you?" "

Lu Jinmo was talking continuously, and Song Zhaozhao was almost two years old. "Little tailor, you are from Chenjiazhuang, and you grew up with brother Qingyuan since childhood. What are the people in brother Qingye's family like?

Ah, am I easy to get along with? Do they like me like this? "

Song Zhaozhao smiled helplessly and pushed down Lu Jinmo who stood up. "Little doctor girl, don't worry. Brother Shao has no brothers or sisters in his family, only his father and mother. They are both gentle and honest.

When people see you, they will definitely like you."

Song Zhaozhao said as he walked to Lu Jinmo's wardrobe to choose clothes.

After Lu Jinmo heard Song Zhaozhao's words, he relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief. "Today is the first day for you to go to Brother Shao's house. You should not dress too flamboyantly. Wear something plain and quiet to look more solemn."

.And although Brother Shao’s father and mother are not from poor families, in our small village, they still don’t like clothes that are too brightly colored.”

Hearing these words, Lu Jinmo, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, seemed to have been poured cold water on him. "Ah? What should I do?"

Lu Jinmo took a look at his colorful wardrobe. Compared with what Song Zhaozhao said just now, it was a disaster. "Don't worry, I think this dress looks good."

I saw Song Zhaozhao taking out a floor-length skirt with a plain waist and a snow-rolled gauze backing. The edges of the skirt were embroidered with nine mandala flowers in layers with silver glitter thread. The skirt collar consisted of two

A thin silver brocade ribbon crosses and hangs around the neck. It is lined with a wider long silver-white silk ribbon with a moire pattern and wraps around Yingbai's arms. "This? Little tailor, you said that right, right?" Lu Jinmo simply couldn't believe it.

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Song Zhaozhao nodded without a trace of hesitation, "But this is an old dress. Isn't that bad?"

Song Zhaozhao waved his hand: "This is very suitable. The aunt and uncle of the Shao family both came from poverty. What they dislike most is extravagance and waste."

Lu Jinmo thought about it carefully and realized that what Song Zhaozhao said did not make sense. "Mingyu, help me change my clothes and dress up." "Yes, Miss."

It didn't take long for Lu Jinmo to finish dressing up. She was dressed in a plain-colored floor-length dress, with her exquisite and charming collarbone exposed. Her silky-smooth hair was casually scattered behind her, with three braided hair with purple ends.

It is composed of fine hairpins strung with white crystal beads, gently surrounding the ink-like blue silk.
Chapter completed!