Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 302
Such is the back view.

It turns out that in this life, I have traveled thousands of rivers and mountains, only to find that looking at this An Xin's back is the most beautiful scenery in this life.

The scenery was old.

When Su Mengchen walked out the door, he looked up and saw the sky of Zhaodu.

Such a sky, he seems, already familiar with.

Six years ago, he had set foot on this land.

But now, when he was walking on the street, it was a different feeling. Probably, his mood was different, and what he expected was different.

The sky has darkened.

There were still people coming and going on Chang'an Avenue, and the lights were brilliant. He stood there with one hand behind his back, as bright and clear as a wind and moon, but no one looked at him.

He walked to the street corner and stood still.

At the corner, a ball of white snow rolled over quickly, then raised its big tail, and looked at him triumphantly with a pair of black eyes.

As soon as Su Mengchen stretched out his hand, Xiaobai jumped onto his palm, and then jumped onto his shoulder with a "swoosh".

So, one person and one fox walked through the countless crowds and headed towards the Luohe River.

On the bank of the Luo River, a small boat leaned there again.

Su Mengchen took out a few copper coins from his pocket: "Master, I'm sorry."

The old man raised his eyes, took Su Mengchen's copper coin, threw it into his arms, and picked up the pole.

As soon as the pole entered the water, the boat leaning on the shore slid gently into the water.

The small boat gradually sailed into the distance of the Luo River, away from Chang'an Avenue, the bustling sound gradually dissipated, but there was also a faint lingering sound, gently sweeping across the water.

The wind was a bit strong at night, and it was blowing with the force of a knife. The uncle who punted the boat looked at Su Mengchen standing there, and said, "Hey, young man, go and stay in the boat tent."

Su Mengchen said: "Thank you, sir. But I don't need it."

The old man blew his beard and said, "You young people! Just take your own body seriously, and you will know it when you are old!"

Standing there, Su Mengchen suddenly remembered the way she was standing under the plum tree, wiping his hair persistently with a handkerchief.

——The rain wets my hair, so be careful and get a headache later.

He suddenly smiled, as if the coldness of the river was also brightened by that person's appearance.

The old man who was punting the boat over there looked at him standing with his hands behind his back. Although he had a back view, for some reason, it made him feel a sense of majesty, as if standing there was not a single person, but the thousands of mountains and rivers standing alone. Here, the world is wide.

He immediately scolded himself for being old and dim-sighted, and then looked at the commoner clothes on him, thinking in his heart that he was a poor boy.

The uncle sighed and said, "Have you heard what happened today?"

Su Mengchen did not speak.

The uncle continued to chatter: "Hey, why don't you have such a good fortune? I never thought that a farmer would marry Miss Zhi that night. Hey, hey, what a blessing!"

Although I didn't see the punting with my own eyes today, everyone in Zhaodu has been talking about it since yesterday, and what happened today is even more surprising!
Who knew that such a powerful Miss Wan Zhi would choose such a useless farmer!
Why!what a pity!

That farmer really had a lot of luck!

After listening to the old man's words, Su Mengchen's smile gradually increased. He spoke slowly, and couldn't help the slight smile in his voice: "Yes. That man is really a great blessing."

(End of this chapter)