Chapter 430： you are lovesick

Chapter 430 You Are Lovesick

"I'm just offering some advice. This time I happen to have a classic story here. You can use it first. Next time you can ask some talented people to write. If the writing is good, you can buy it."

Su Yongyuan sighed happily: "It's wonderful, it's really wonderful. If so, our Xingyun Teahouse will continue to innovate in the future, and we don't have to worry about others imitating it."

"Yes, that's it," Yang Lan'er said with a smile: "There are also a few new songs in the box, you let the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and poetry practice first, and come to me if you don't understand."

Su Yongyuan got up in a dignified manner, handed him a cup of tea, and said with a smile: "Thank you, little sister-in-law, for your guidance. Please drink tea."

"Well, you're welcome." Yang Lan'er took it with a smile, and took a sip: "I see that the autumn has been breezy recently, and it must be sunny and sunny tomorrow. It happens to be the Double Ninth Festival tomorrow, and I want to take the children there. Climb to the temple to pray for blessings, and then go to the farm outside the city to enjoy the chrysanthemums in autumn."

When the children heard the words, they couldn't care less about eating, and looked at her with bright eyes.

"Mother, is it true?" Kuner asked with a grin.

Yang Laner nodded with a smile.

Xiaoyingzi blinked her big eyes and asked, "Auntie, what preparations are we going to make?"

"I will let people prepare what should be prepared. I don't care what you have to bring." Yang Lan'er said.

"Wow! That's great!" The children cheered, and a few small heads gathered together to discuss it.

Su Yongyuan nodded: "Tomorrow, I will go to protect you together. I am too tired recently, so I just need to relax for a day."

"Well, let's go with Mr. Ai tomorrow." Yang Lan'er looked at Mr. Ai.

"Okay," Mr. Ai replied with a smile.

The next day is the Double Ninth Festival of Jiujiu. In the "Book of Changes", "nine" is defined as a yang number, and the two yang numbers are the same, so it is called "Chongyang". Ninety-nine returns to true and the first yuan begins. People think that the Double Ninth Festival is an auspicious day. Therefore, on this day, folks have customs such as climbing high to pray for blessings, visiting chrysanthemums in autumn, wearing dogwood, worshiping gods and ancestors, and drinking banquets for longevity.

The morning breeze blew slightly, and when the first ray of sunlight came, two carriages were prepared in front of the gate of the house.

The children cheered and jumped into the carriage behind, Yang Lan'er smiled helplessly, and helped Xiao Ruo's hand to board the carriage in front.

A group of people walked out of the alley slowly and entered the main street of the county seat.

Xiao Ruo lifted the curtains of the car, looked outside and said excitedly: "Ma'am, there are a lot of cars on the road today, and they all seem to be going out of the city. I feel that the Thanksgiving Temple must be very lively today, maybe there will be a temple fair."

Yang Lan'er stretched her neck and looked out. The streets that were not too wide were full of traffic, and various horse-drawn carts and ox carts were slowly moving out of the city.

Compared with the traffic jam in the previous life, it was nothing. It took half an hour to get out of the city gate.

The road outside the city is much wider, and the carriage speeds up.

"Xiao Ruo, the air outside the city is still fresh." Yang Lan'er sat by the car window, the mountains in the distance were covered with a layer of mist like a veil, and the green mountains were full of green, but the footsteps of autumn could not be seen.

She thought that the current border should be full of mountains from green to yellow.

"Su Yongyuan, is it cold at the border now?"

Su Yongyuan was riding in front of the carriage on a handsome horse. Hearing the shout, he turned his head and slowed down, jokingly said: "Sister-in-law, are you lovesick? If you want to be handsome, just say it, but they probably haven't arrived yet." At the border gate, the food and grass are escorted slowly. Last time we came back, it took us half a month to hurry up. I want to come..."

"Master Su, is that you?" A clear and sweet voice interrupted Su Yongyuan's chatter.

(end of this chapter)