The little lady of the dude's family, she is tea and rustic

But from a personal point of view, Ruan Jiaojiao is more satisfied with Mrs. Zhao's eldest nephew, but from a distance point of view, Han Hengshan is more suitable.

He Yufen's soft character is not suitable for marrying far away. In the future, she will not dare to say anything when she is bullied by her husband's family. They can't save the fire from far away.

Therefore, Ruan Jiaojiao declined Mrs. Zhao directly.

"You also know that our hometown is in Yecheng, and the two elders were reluctant to let Yufen follow us to the royal city. They didn't want the girl to be too far away from them.

We appreciate your kindness, but if there is another suitable one, you, as a sister, should still pay attention to us. "

Unexpectedly, she is just a young woman in her early twenties, and she has already come a long way in her career as a matchmaker.

Mrs. Zhao actually just said it smoothly. The more she said it, the more suitable it became. But if the result was not satisfactory, she did not bother to force it, and even agreed straight away.

"What's our relationship? Why are you so polite to me?

Your sister is my sister. It's a pity that I don't have a suitable boy in my family. Otherwise, I really want Yufen girl to come to my house. It's so close. She can go home whenever she misses you. "

Mrs. Zhao can talk, and with just two words, no one will feel embarrassed.

The two of them whispered together, but they didn't care about anything when they laughed, so Mrs. Han, who was a few steps away, mistakenly thought that they had already agreed.

I feel anxious and cold in my heart.

On the other side, He Zong and other older men were drinking and talking together, while young boys were having fun.

Because I knew that Han Hengshan had thoughts about his sister, I paid more attention to him intentionally or unintentionally.

Haha... That kid is just an embroidered pillow. How can he be proud of a simple trick like throwing a pot?He stopped touching it years ago.

His hands couldn't hold a knife or a pen, but he didn't write honestly when holding a pen, and even painted.

He Zong didn't understand this, but he didn't think these arty things were of any use.

I heard from afar that their paintings would be sent to the female relatives on the other side to appreciate them, hum...

After turning around and drinking two glasses of wine with Cen Yi, Cen Yi sighed: "We are really getting old, and we can't even talk to those young people."

He Zong rolled his eyes at him angrily, "When you were a teenager, did you hold a pen to draw flowers?"

As rough as they are, no matter what age they are, they are not the same as those people over there.

It's just like the host, Mr. Han, who invited them here, but after they came, they didn't have their own fun.

People who are literate like them can't talk to each other.

Just at this moment, someone hit He Zong in the face. Cen Yi pointed out someone to him, "Don't say that my brother didn't remind you, look at that General Meng over there.

He was good at both civil and military affairs. It is said that he could have a place in the imperial examination back then.

You see, I can have a good time with Mr. Jin over wine. He is very popular in the royal city. "

He Zong followed his reminder and saw General Meng, whom he had the honor to meet several times. Kong Wu was handsome and more than eight feet tall.

At this time, he was talking to Mr. Jin to get excited. He raised his hands and spoke like a Confucian general.

There was really nothing to fault, and He Zong admired General Meng immensely.

Mr. Han came over to invite He Zong, "I have some old friendship with General Meng. It's rare that General Meng can invite him to show his respect in the royal city today.

Lord He must have met Lord Meng, why don't we all have a drink together to get acquainted? "

He Zong didn't get what he asked for, so he didn't even pay attention to Han Hengshan, so he went directly with Mr. Han.

Suddenly I felt that Old Hantou was not a bad person.On the other side, the girls got the paintings and carefully tasted and discussed them. He Yufen had learned a little bit about it but was not proficient in it, so it was not easy to express her own opinions. She only looked at one painting quietly.

When I saw one of the paintings, I was attracted by the hand holding a fan and fluttering a butterfly, because there was a small red woven ball on the wrist of that hand.

However, there is also a small mole on her right wrist, which is exactly the same as the position of the hand in the painting.

This painting depicts blooming flowers, butterflies, a round fan, and hands. It does not depict the owner of the hands, not even a silhouette or back, so it is impossible to tell who the owner is by just one hand.

He Yufen soon felt relieved after seeing it. She didn't think who was painting her, and she wasn't so shameless to think so.

The banquet didn't end until the evening. He Zong and General Meng drank too much and were helped into the carriage.

He consciously drank too much and knew that he smelled bad, so he specifically warned Zhao Sheng before getting in the car.

"Madam will come out later and ask Madam to go with Yufen."

After a while, the female relatives came out one after another. He Yufen was holding a box in her hand, not only her but also the other girls.

Mrs. Han said it was a small gift for the girls, just for fun. It was not good for the girls to come and talk to her in vain.

Zhao Sheng told the master what he said, helped the two masters get on the carriage, and then turned back to drive the carriage.

In the car behind, Ruan Jiaojiao looked at the box given by Mrs. Han, "Open it and see what it is."

He Yufen opened the box and inside was a scroll.

"It should be a painting."

"Open it and see what's drawn?"

Ruan Jiaojiao thought to herself, it couldn't have been painted by those boys in the afternoon, right?

When the scroll was opened, he looked at the familiar hand on the drawing paper.

Using the oil lamp in the carriage, you can clearly see the red mole between the wrists, which is particularly clear at this time.

Ruan Jiaojiao tilted her head and looked at the painting, her eyes fell on He Yufen's wrist, and she understood immediately.

She looked at He Yufen again, thought for a moment and asked her, "When did you meet that boy from the Han family?"

You can find it in such a small place, I'm afraid I haven't seen it once or twice.

When asked directly by her sister-in-law, He Yufen knew that her sister-in-law must have discovered something, and she did not dare to hide it.

“We met him a few times in the shop before, but we just nodded.

Later, I met him twice at the Han family, and that was it. "

If she thought it was a coincidence when she saw the painting before, now this painting was given to her, and no matter how stupid she was, she would have noticed it.

Seeing that she didn't seem to be panicking, Ruan Jiaojiao didn't intend to hide it from her anymore, so he happened to ask her what she thought of Han Hengshan.

After all, I have seen him a few times, so I always have an impression.

"The Han family is interested in you meeting Han Hengshan. What do you think of Han Hengshan?
You have been to the Han family a few times, what do you think of the Han family?"

The Han family?He Yufen was not surprised by the Han family's intentions and was thinking about it seriously.

"The girl from the Han family has a good temperament and gets along well with me. Sometimes when attending banquets and there are things I don't understand, she will take me with her and explain them to me carefully.

Mrs. Han is a good mother. She has taught the two girls of the Han family well. The two sisters-in-law of the Han family are also very easy to talk to. They behave politely and speak gently and approachably. "