Scholar Wu?

Li Haitang fell into deep thought again, and went through the people in the family from top to bottom, including their relatives. She asked a little confused, "Scholar Wu, there is no such person?"

"Sister Haitang, you are making fun of me!"

Xiangli thought that Li Haitang was joking with her, twisted the handkerchief with her hands, thought twice, and said, "Wu Scholar leaves early and returns late. I heard from Chunmei that every time at Zhuangzi, there is a carriage to pick him up. He is engaged." ?"

In fact, Li Haitang had already realized it, and didn't think about Wu Qi at all. Now that Xiangli explained it openly, she couldn't continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb. Wu Qi's fair face, gentle and handsome, is in line with the current mainstream aesthetics in Kyoto. He is regarded as normal by a young lady who is not engaged. , with a knife

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Li Haitang looked at Xiangli and denied it in his heart, Xiangli was weak and small, not Wu Qi's favorite type.

Ever since he was stabbed in the chest, Wu Qi felt very insecure. He has stated many times that he wants to find a strong woman who can not only share the heavy housework, but also protect him part-time.

Li Haitang didn't say anything about this, and it's better not to make things difficult for Xiangli when it's Chinese New Year.

"Every time I go to the shop, Scholar Wu is buried in the account books, and it's not easy for me to interrupt him."

When Xiangli talked about her troubles, she directly asked the other party's birth date, which would easily cause misunderstandings, and she seemed very shameless.

Now she is equivalent to a person without a natal family. The money in her hands is what she brings out from her home. She is better than ordinary people, but not comparable to real rich people.

The nanny Wang Pozi is busy with the kitchen work in the shop, and Xiangli is at home, washing clothes and cleaning the house every day.

The nanny wanted her to buy a girl to serve her, Xiangli thought about it, refused, and left home, she was no longer the original her, so she did what she could.

"I don't know Wu Qi's birthday either."

Li Haitang shook his head, I'm afraid he can only ask Wu Qi himself.

He had approached her several times before and wanted to marry Wu Fu, but after Wu Fu resolutely resisted, he stopped thinking and didn't mention it for a while.

A while ago, at the food shop, Wu Qi was spotted by the wife of the Xu family who made jewellery. The Xu family sent people here almost every once in a while, and Wu Qi would not shy away from it.

Li Haitang said tactfully that he hoped that Xiangli would not take it too seriously.

Wu Qi is not a servant of a death contract, and Li Haitang has no control over her marriage. Even if she could, she doesn't want to mess up the mandarin ducks and create a pair of resentful couples. Zhang Ruyi is a negative example.

"Ok."

Xiangli lowered her head, her eyes could not hide her disappointment, Wu Qi was different from the scholars of Songhe Academy, that day, she was in the backyard and saw him chopping firewood.

He is literate, he is a scholar, and he doesn't look down on businessmen, which is really rare.

Which scholar does not have a higher heart than the sky, and thinks he is superior? What's more, Wu Qi is still a man of fame.

Since there is no water lantern for Wu Qi, she just writes something casually to meet the scene.

But Xiangli was very disappointed in her heart, she didn't dare to speak out, otherwise she would be rejected, and when they met in the shop in the future, she might find a crack in the ground to get in.

On the surface of the river, several water lamps are already lit. The water lamps are like boats, drifting forward with the water waves. The river is dotted with stars, which is too beautiful to behold.

Li Haitang's heart became very peaceful. She turned her head and saw that her husband, a savage, was talking to her son Doubao, and his side face softened.

As if sensing her gaze, Xiao Lingchuan raised his head and looked in the direction of his wife.

"Husband, I love you, I love you very much."

Li Haitang didn't say it, but made a mouth shape. She waved her hand, and her wide cuffs faced the wind. Then, she picked up the brush and wrote the word "Beibei" on the bottom.

Her daughter is her baby. Another name is too vulgar, so she is called Beibei. The chance of having the same name is small.

The krathong went down quickly, swirling along the water, and Li Haitang continued to close his eyes and make a wish. Money is not important, but his family is safe and the years are peaceful.

"Ma'am, there are still several stone arch bridges ahead, and many people are setting off krathongs!"

Wufu held cotton candy in her hand, her cheeks were bulging, she had a big appetite, and the atmosphere at the New Year's Eve dinner just now was oppressive, so she didn't dare to shake her cheeks to eat.

Now that she was out shopping, she was drooling, and just ran to buy two meat rolls to pad her belly.

The meat rolls are delicious, but they are not as solid as the big steamed buns. It doesn't feel like eating two.

Li Haitang and his party didn't know much about the custom of putting water lamps. She had heard Fang Shaoyao mention that married ladies need to put two candles on the water lamps, while those who pray for marriage, only one candle is enough.

"Wufu, do you want to put the krathong?"

Li Haitang glanced at his savage husband who was waiting, and decided to make a quick decision. After a while, there were more people here.

Xiangli heard the words and looked at Wu Fu nervously. Maybe Wu Fu knew Wu Qi's birthday? It's just that she didn't have the face to ask.

"Ma'am, I won't let you go."

Wu Fu was holding a water lantern with a grimace in her hand. She didn't know the customs at first, so she made it for fun. Later, when she learned that she was seeking marriage in the river, she lost interest.

Wu Fu wanted to marry, but she was very disgusted with the scholar, and even more so with Wu Qi.

Later, Wu Qi was picked up by a carriage, and she guessed maliciously that Wu Qi was going to be the son-in-law of a rich lady!

Xiangli saw Wu Fu's heartless look, his expression was gloomy. People always dismiss things or people they don't like, but they don't know that to others, they are more important than treasures.

She hastily put down the water lamp, held up the hem of her skirt, and followed the pace of the group.

The inner city and outer city of Kyoto are separated by a city wall.

At this moment, every few meters on the city wall, there is a torch lighting up. On the city wall, the heads of the guarding soldiers are moving, and the firelight reflects their faces. It is too far away to see clearly, but judging from the line of the chin, every Individuals are serious.

There is a large viewing platform in Kyoto. Every year, dignitaries and dignitaries are invited to board the viewing platform to enjoy the lanterns. The streets are overcrowded.

As ordinary people, I just want to join in the fun, eat and go shopping, go shopping and eat, watch juggling, and have some fun for myself.

All the family members gathered in one place, and everyone discussed, and if you are not full, fill your stomach with snacks first.

There are four main streets in east, west, north, south, and small vendors come from all over the world, and there are also dried fruits and vegetables sold in the south, which are crispy and raw after a bite.

Li Haitang didn't know the dehydration process, but she found that the dragon fruit and banana slices she had been looking for all along, if the carriage was not in sight, she could wrap the dried fruit from the small vendor.

"Ma'am, this servant has never seen this kind of fruit with small black spots, it's really delicious."

In order to do business, the peddler brought his wife to Kyoto years ago and lived in an inn every day, which cost a lot. His home is in the southernmost part of the country. It takes one and a half months to travel from his hometown to Kyoto. The fruits in his hometown are not convenient to transport. He had an idea, and after many attempts, he dehydrated them to dryness, retaining the sweetness, crispness and deliciousness of the fruits. The baby must like it.