Seeing that Mo Lingyuan had misunderstood, Chu Yunyao quickly explained: "Of course it's not like that. I have a good relationship with my brother. Good morning kisses and good night kisses are both cheek kisses."

Chu Yunyao didn't notice Mo Lingyuan's darker and darker face at all, and he looked like this: "Kissing and hugging are very common and normal in our era, even if it's the first time you meet a stranger, There will also be a face-to-face farewell kiss to show friendliness."

Chu Yunyao patted herself on the forehead: "The elders usually kiss the forehead to the younger generation, the face is kissed between the same generation, and the lips are only kissed between male and female friends. Do...what you love to do."

Chu Yunyao hurriedly braked, and if the chat continued, it would be unsuitable for children.

The more Mo Lingyuan heard it, the more he couldn't accept it, "Has the relationship between men and women in your countryside become this chaotic?"

Judging from her tone, the elder brother she was talking about should not be Chu Yunjin, but someone from the countryside.

Chu Yunyao suddenly lost the desire to continue communicating.

The generation gap is too big.

There is a few hundred years of age difference between them, and everything they say is playing the piano against the cow.

Chu Yunyao looked disgusted: "It's not the countryside, I'm talking about the society in the next two hundred years."

Mo Lingyuan just thought she was talking nonsense again. In this world, the oldest old man he had ever seen was only 120 years old, and his whole body was as dry as old tree bark. The same face, not even twenty years old, how could it be so old?

After pondering for a moment, he replied: "At that time, the common people will definitely live and work in peace, have enough food and clothing, and live in houses that are warm in winter and cool in summer, unlike now, where wars are raging and materials are scarce..."

What he cares about is people's livelihood, and he cares about the world.



Shouts of applause came from outside, Chu Yunyao opened the curtains and stretched her head to look out.

At the corner of the street, surrounded by water, three oil-painted girls stacked the benches high, stood on tiptoe to perform acrobatics, their bodies were soft as if they had no bones, and made all kinds of difficult tricks. action.

Chu Yunyao called the driver to stop, and lay down on the window to watch for a while.

After playing, two seven or eight-year-old boys held broken bowls and asked the rich people onlookers to give them money.

But the crowd dispersed in a hurry, and after a round, there were only a few copper coins in the broken bowl, which was barely enough for a meal for several people.

Chu Yunyao touched her body, took out a piece of silver from her purse, and threw it towards the broken bowl.

The few people who were collecting the stalls all looked at Chu Yunyao in unison when they saw so much money.

Chu Yunyao smiled, put down the curtain, and let the coachman go on.

The carriage ran for a long time before arriving at the Zhuangzi. The nurse was sitting in the yard peeling beans. When she saw two people coming in, she stood up hesitantly.

Chu Yunyao tore off the handkerchief from her face, and waved to the nurse: "Nurse, I'm Yunyao."

The nanny quickly wiped her fingers on her pocket, stared at Chu Yunyao's face in disbelief for a while, and suddenly burst into tears, "Yunyao, it's really Yunyao, your face has healed?"

"Yeah." Chu Yunyao wiped away tears for the nanny: "I heard that you were sick a while ago, why didn't someone tell me?"

"I'm afraid you're worried." The nanny pointed at Mo Lingyuan with a satisfied face, "Young Master took time out of his busy schedule to visit me twice, and even sent a doctor and servant over.

I'm used to working on my own, and I really can't bear to be served by others. I got better a few days ago, so I asked the servant to go back.

Yun Yao, you are married to the right person. "

Chu Yunyao: "..."

The nanny touched Chu Yunyao's hair and face, excited: "I have grown so much taller, it looks like, it really looks like me."

"Like who?"

"Like your deceased mother." The nanny held Yunyao's hand: "Your facial features are three or four points similar. When she was young, she was also a well-known beauty. I didn't expect you to be more beautiful than your mother.

It's a pity that she has a hard life and found an ungrateful husband..."