There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 8 Opening up Hongmeng

Su Xian opened his eyes and immediately saw the neighbors led by shopkeeper Luo and Uncle Liu, as well as passers-by on the street, all screaming in fear and hiding in the shops facing the street.

Bang bang bang!

The wooden doors of the shops were closed one after another.

The big street was quiet in the blink of an eye, and there was no ghost except Su Xian.

I go!

Last night, when Su Xian went out to borrow a quilt, his neighbor Uncle Zhang misunderstood him and said he would burn paper for him.

Su Xian didn't care at that time.

I went out this morning. It was too early and there were no people on the street, so it didn't cause any sensation.

But now...

"Shopkeeper Luo, Uncle Liu, and all my neighbors, I am a living person!"

Su Xian walked out of the "gear"-shaped shadow formed by the city wall, came to the sunshine, and shouted: "Look, I have a shadow, and I am alive and well!"

Squeak!

The wooden door of a shop opened a small crack, and Shopkeeper Luo trembled and looked outside.

Then he wondered: "There really is a shadow! Nephew Su Xian... you really weren't killed?"

"No!" Su Xian smiled bitterly, "Can the shadow under the sun still be fake?"

"That's right." Shopkeeper Luo opened the door and shouted at the top of his voice: "Dear neighbors, we have misunderstood Nephew Su Xian, please come out quickly."

Shopkeeper Luo opened an antique shop on this street. Although the location is remote, due to the special nature of the antique shop and not much choice of location, the business is getting better and better every year.

Therefore, shopkeeper Luo is the leader of the neighborhood vendors on this street.

He shouted, and the people hiding in the shop opened their doors and came out.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Su Xian was really a lively person.

"Why did you get out of Tofu Xishi's house, nerd?" someone asked.

"I'll be honest with you." Su Xian cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Mrs. Liu and I are working together on a new and unique delicacy, which will be available in the next two days. I hope you will patronize me when the time comes!"

"What kind of delicacy? Is it unique?" The neighbors were interested, especially shopkeeper Luo, who is a well-known top gourmet in Leshou County.

"'Stinky Tofu'!" Su Xian laughed.

"Stinky... stinky tofu?"

The neighbors all took a step back, as if they thought of something smelly.

Shopkeeper Luo frowned even more and said, "Nephew Su, tofu will go rancid if left out for a day or two. The rancid tofu can only be thrown away. What exactly is the 'stinky tofu' that my nephew said?"

"Shopkeeper Luo, we will find out in two days."

Su Xian didn't say much, leaving him in suspense. He saluted and turned to leave.

When Su Xian returned home, everyone on the street gathered around and looked at each other.

"Stinky... tofu?" Shopkeeper Luo felt as if he had eaten a fly. He shook his head and said, "The name alone is unbearable. How about delicious food and uniqueness?"

"Although this nerd has not been killed, will he be made stupid?"

"No matter what he said, he is also a scholar. How could he go to make stinky tofu?"

"Besides, we still cooperate with Tofu Xishi..."

"Although the soft tofu made by Tofu Xishi is good, it has gone through many twists and turns before it is slowly accepted by people."

"Yes, even if it is named 'Fragrant Tofu', no one would dare to try it easily because it comes from the hand of the tofu Xishi!"

"Stinky tofu? I don't like it very much!" Shopkeeper Luo shook his head.

"..."

When Su Xian returned home, he had nothing to do, so he fetched water and wiped the entire house inside and out, especially the bedroom.

He is a clean man.

Conditions were not good in ancient times, but in fact, the conditions at Liu Huixiang's family were not bad...

As for his home, it is a bit messy and difficult to clean up.

You can only wipe the dust on the surface first, and we will talk about the rest later.

By the time I finished my work, it was already getting late.

Su Xian went to Liu Huixiang's house to check the fermentation status of the tofu cubes.

Liu Huixiang left rice.

Su Xian rubbed his face again with a shy face.

After the meal, Su Xian said goodbye and left.

Liu Huixiang and Zhang Cuihua cleaned up and went to the boudoir together after bathing and washing.

"Miss, this morning... when the servant went out to buy wooden boxes, the lady and Mr. Su were at home..." Zhang Cuihua sat on a stool and looked carefully at Liu Huixiang, who was sitting in front of the dressing table taking off her makeup.

In the past, before Liu Huixiang was kicked out of the house, Zhang Cuihua was not a personal maid and could only do some superficial work.

Zhang Cuihua doesn't know how to handle delicate tasks such as changing clothes, washing up, putting on makeup, removing makeup, etc.

Over the years, Liu Huixiang has become accustomed to changing clothes, washing up, putting on makeup, and removing makeup by herself without Zhang Cuihua's help.

Zhang Cuihua is not only unable to do fine work, but also speaks upright.

No, when Liu Huixiang heard her words, she couldn't help but stop dismantling the hairpin in front of the mirror, and after slowly putting it on the table, she sat there motionless.

"Miss?"

Zhang Cuihua felt something was wrong, got up and walked over, saying anxiously: "Miss, don't be afraid. If Mr. Su is rude, I will go to him now to ask for an explanation."

She thought this was a sign of concern for the young lady.

But the young lady was embarrassed by what she said.

"Miss..." Zhang Cuihua became anxious and said excitedly: "Did Su Xian bully you? I have long thought that he is not a good person!"

Zhang Cuihua's face was full of anger, with a cruel look on her face, and she imagined Su Xian's unsightly scenes of "teasing", "hugging and kissing" her young lady.

But Liu Huixiang just covered her face with her hands and remained silent.

Undoubtedly, this move made Zhang Cuihua even more anxious.

She was straightforward when speaking, so she shook Liu Huixiang's shoulders and asked, "Miss, tell me, did Su Xian touch you or tease you with words?"

Liu Huixiang remained silent.

"Is it a hug?"

Liu Huixiang's delicate body trembled slightly.

"Then did Su Xian...did...did he kiss the young lady on the mouth?"

Liu Huixiang almost fell down.

She was very shy and anxious, but the more anxious she became, the more silent she became.

"Not yet!"

Zhang Cuihua's face became completely fierce, with a murderous look on her face, and she cursed: "Su Xian, how dare you... how dare you taint young lady. I will take you to see the official!"

After saying that, Zhang Cuihua rushed towards the door with big strides, carrying the wind with her walk, full of murderous aura.

Liu Huixiang was suddenly shocked.

If Su Xian is really arrested and brought to see an official, wouldn't he be embarrassed to death?

She was frightened and anxious, and finally blurted out in one breath: "Cuihua is back! It's not what you think!"

As expected, Zhang Cuihua came back with anger still lingering on her face.

Liu Huixiang had no choice but to tell her the true story——

Su Xian didn't touch her, he just accidentally saw her intimate clothes...

Two quarters later.

The oil lamp in the boudoir has been extinguished.

The relieved Zhang Cuihua also left.

Liu Huixiang lay motionless on the bed. In the darkness, her eyes had not been closed for a long time, and her head was extremely clear.

Oh, another sleepless night.

But there was one difference tonight. She wasn't unable to sleep because of emptiness or self-pity.

But because of what happened during the day.

"Does Mr. Su think... that I am a despicable woman?" She was thinking a lot.

"When I go up the stairs, are my clothes neat and tidy, and do my walking postures reflect a 'calm step'?"

"..."

Liu Huixiang has been a widow for several years and has almost never seen a man. Even the marriages in several villages that were almost successful or aborted in the past have never seen the groom.

In other words, she lived to be 25 years old, and only today did so many "strange incidents" happen with a man.

I accidentally saw my daughter's little close-fitting clothes, so it's not a big deal.

But in Liu Huixiang's view, this incident is tantamount to opening up Hongmeng, the first time in more than 20 years!
She vaguely touched something called "sweetness", although this "sweetness" was somewhat deformed.

next door.

Su Xian fell into a deep sleep early, but he had a dream——

It was a youthful and ignorant high school. There was a female classmate with a beautiful smile who seemingly accidentally dropped a pack of "sanitary napkins" on his desk...

When dreaming of excitement, a slight curve slowly appeared at the corner of the mouth.

Then he turned sideways, held the big red "囍" under his body tightly in his arms, and clamped it with his legs...

(End of this chapter)