Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 31 The old friend

Yan Cheng was still negotiating the price of brocade silk with the shopkeeper, when the curtain outside was opened, and the wind chimes hanging on the door frame were driven to ring.

There are guests!

Song Jinshu stood up from the chair, put the needle and thread back into the basket, and got up to welcome the guests.

It wasn't until he reached the door that he remembered that he couldn't speak at all, and he couldn't spit out a word of hello stuck in his throat.

The maid who followed the man took a step forward in dissatisfaction, and raised her chin in a arrogant manner, "Why are you so dumb, you don't say hello when you see my master."

Song Jinshu opened his mouth and said from A few breaths were squeezed out of his throat, and finally he lowered his eyes in frustration and gave way to the side.

Probably because she thought Song Jinshu's attitude was wrong, the maid made a gesture to push him forward, but just as her master grabbed her wrist, the shopkeeper and Yan Cheng lifted the curtain from the inside.

Seeing the posture outside, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet people.

"Isn't this the young son of the Yue family? Why do you have time to come to our store today?"

Yan Cheng pulled Song Jinshu behind him, only to realize that the man in a plain white robe standing by the door had seen him a few days ago. Yue Tongzhou.

He didn't drink too much at the banquet last time, not to mention that Yue Tongzhou kindly gave him a hand, so he couldn't pretend to be completely unfamiliar with him.

He nodded towards Yue Tongzhou, "Young Master Yue."

Yue Tongzhou lowered his head and chuckled, leaning over to give a nod, "Second Master Yan, it's been a long time."

Seeing that Yue Tongzhou didn't bother about Song Jinshu's rudeness, the maid couldn't go past the master and complained and condemned After glancing at Song Jinshu, he obediently retreated behind Yue Tongzhou.

Probably knowing what was going on outside, Yan Cheng took Song Jinshu's hand, raised it to his mouth and kissed it under the somewhat shocked eyes of the maid.

"This is my wife. My throat is uncomfortable because of my health. I have offended you a lot just now. Yan Mou apologized to Young Master Yue here."

Yan Cheng said that, everyone knew who Song Jinshu was.

You all know that Yan Er Ye married a country mute who can't speak. It is rumored that the two are not compatible, and Yan Cheng is even more harsh to his wife. Now it seems that the rumors are not credible.

Erye Yan clearly put his wife on the top of his heart and petted him.

Yue Tongzhou's eyes stayed on Song Jinshu for a moment, staring at the bright red cinnabar mole between his eyebrows a little stunned, until the maid reminded him to withdraw his gaze embarrassedly.

"It's okay, it was Yingyu who bumped into Madam."

"I wonder if Young Master Yue is here to buy something?" Yan Cheng invited people inside and ordered the shopkeeper to serve tea and receive Yue Tongzhou in person.

However, Yue Tongzhou seemed to have lost his soul. He was stunned for a few seconds before he suddenly woke up and took a sip from his teacup.

The thin lips were pursed lightly, and the tea water soaked the rosy lips.

"I came here this time to ask the second master to make me a wedding dress."

Yue Tongzhou was a little shy when he said this, his fingers gently stirred the wide sleeves, and the emerald bracelet on his wrist made his skin white. .

Yan Cheng was a little surprised. He didn't hear any news about Yue Tongzhou's marriage.

Mr. Yue knew a lot of people in the imperial court, and he also had a good position in Youdu. No matter what, the marriage of his son should be known to the whole city.

What's more, when a young master wants to get married, he always asks the tailor of the shop to go to the house to make the measurements himself, but Yue Tongzhou comes alone to order the wedding dress.

Yan Cheng suppressed the doubts in his heart, called the girl in the store to come over to measure Yue Tongzhou, and wrote down the style and color he wanted.

Yue Tongzhou caught a glimpse of the brocade silk in the basket. The silver pear flowers on the bright yellow fabric looked quite beautiful. He picked up the piece of fabric and rubbed it with his fingertips.

"This flower is very well embroidered, I wonder if this piece of fabric is going to be sold by Erye Yan?"

Yan Cheng smiled and praised Yue Tongzhou's good eyes, and told him that this flower was embroidered by his precious lady in a showy and proud tone. , and also said that in the future, the shao silk in the store will be embroidered with flowers and sold as brocade silk.

Yue Tongzhou lowered his eyes with disappointment and envy as he listened to Yan Cheng's praise of Song Jinshu. Song Jinshu was embarrassed by the praise, and quickly pulled Yancheng's sleeve with his hand, signaling him to stop.

"Then I'll buy two, and I'll take care of the guys in the store to bring them to the house."

Song Jinshu didn't expect the cloth to be sold. He stared blankly at Yue Tongzhou, the sun shining through his amber eyes. color.

Yan Cheng got up and asked the shopkeeper to keep an account, but only Yue Tongzhou and Song Jinshu were left in the room. Song Jinshu was a little scared when he saw Yue Tongzhou dressed in brocade clothes, and didn't dare to use his peripheral vision to steal a glance.

As everyone knows, Yue Tongzhou is also looking at him secretly.

"Mrs. Yan's respected father is a native of Youdu?"

Song Jinshu, like a student who was called by the master for desertion in class, sat up abruptly and shook his head solemnly.

Yue Tongzhou covered his mouth and chuckled, but he didn't show any contempt, which made Song Jinshu feel inexplicably friendly.

The handsome young man in front of him did not have the arrogance of a big family at all, he was noble and gentle, which made Song Jinshu think of the stream for no reason.

"My father... Yes, yes, Licheng people."

Hearing Song Jinshu's obviously unsettled words, Yue Tongzhou didn't even show a surprised look, and shook his head regretfully.

"I see that you look very much like an old man I know, and I thought it was his distant relative."

Song Jinshu waved his hands again and again, saying that he grew up in the countryside of Licheng since he was a child, and only came to Youdu at the age of 18.

The two chatted like this, and Yue Tongzhou found that Song Jinshu could recite a lot of poetry and books, and he was not as mediocre, ignorant, timid and cowardly as the rumors. Song Jinshu was surprised to find that Yue Tongzhou didn't have the squeamishness of a rich boy at all, and he could tell the difference between onion and garlic.

Yue Tongzhou was extremely patient, even though Song Jinshu had to stumble upon a sentence for a long time, he did not show any impatient expression.

Yan Cheng came here once, and when he opened the curtain, he saw that the two were facing each other, not knowing what they were talking about. Song Jinshu smiled so much that his eyes narrowed. Yan Cheng was stunned for a while, then smiled and ordered the servants to go in and change the tea, and let the two chat inside.

Song Jinshu rarely smiles so happily.

The sky is getting dark, and the shopkeeper has already started to clear the account. Song Jinshu and Yue Tongzhou also discussed whether grafting peach blossoms and pear blossoms together would produce a new kind of flower.

Yan Cheng laughed and separated the two, took Song Jinshu into his arms, pinched his chin and motioned him to watch the sunset outside the window.

Orange light poured in from the window, wrapped around the two young men sitting by the window, and outlined their faces tenderly and slenderly.

Both of them had a bright red cinnabar mole between their eyebrows, and at a glance they thought they were biological brothers.

The maid raised the curtain and whispered to urge Yue Tongzhou to go back, and Song Jinshu reluctantly sent Yue Tongzhou to the door.

After parting, Yue Tongzhou put his safety talisman on Song Jinshu's neck, and got on the carriage with the help of the maid.

He sat in the carriage and opened the curtain, revealing his beautiful face from the small window, and whispered to Song Jinshu: "If I miss you, I will come to Yan's house to play with you, and I hope that the second master will not be reluctant to let go. ."

Yan Cheng smiled and said no, and hugged Song Jinshu's waist as he watched Yuefu's carriage gradually drive away.