A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 110 Meticulously Designing an Encounter

The girls going in and out of the streets and shops are all beautiful and generous in silk shirts, embroidered skirts and rings.As for her, she was wearing nothing but a simple commoner skirt.

The money she got from selling sorghum was not much, and she had imagined that she could use these years to buy some old grain from last year, and still earn some difference in price.

But now that the prices of new and old grains have risen, there is not enough money to buy medicines, so how can we buy food.

Meng Jianjia realized that when the little money in his hand was used up, there would be no way out.

She must not stop here.She didn't want to go back to that place in the countryside and continue to live a hopeless life.

Meng Jianjia wandered around the city for a while, and was not in the mood to buy medicine at the pharmacy for a while.

Carriages of rich families often appeared on the street, and she was squeezed to the side of the street like ordinary people on the street. Watching those carriages pass by, she didn't know what kind of people were sitting in the carriages.

Later, another carriage passed by ostentatiously on the street. The people on the street saw it and avoided it, fearing that they would suffer disaster if they were too slow.

Judging by the reaction of the common people, that must be someone they can't afford to mess with.

I don't know if it was her luck or bad luck, but after a passer-by reminded her, Meng Jianjia saw a sign hanging under the eaves of the carriage with the word "Xu" written on it.That was Xu's carriage.

The reason why the common people were so panicked was because the person sitting in the carriage was none other than the third young master of the Xu family, Xu Lao San.

This youngest Xu is also a cancer that has been criticized by others.

It's just because his words and deeds are too domineering on weekdays that people in the city dare not talk about him.When people saw him, they would hide if they could, and if they couldn't hide, there might be a catastrophe imminent.

Soon Meng Jianjia recognized two familiar faces following the carriage.Aren't they the same people who went to Suixiang to trouble Meng Yan's family?

Meng Jianjia's heart jumped violently. Could it be that the person in the carriage was the young man in brocade who brought the portrait of Xu Shenfang to her to identify?

He is also the son of the Xu family, and he is powerful, no one dares to provoke him.

Meng Jianjia didn't know anything else, she only knew that Xu's family was the only big and rich family in the city.If she can enter Xu's house to be the young wife, that would be the highest pursuit of a country girl.

Seeing the carriage getting farther and farther away, Meng Jianjia also thought about it in her heart, and finally raised her foot and followed in that direction.

The carriage stopped in front of a building, Xu Laosan got out of the carriage, and walked in swaggeringly guided by someone.

Naturally, it was impossible for Meng Jianjia to follow her in, so she walked to a nearby rouge shop and looked up at the delicate plaque in the shop. Girls who came to buy rouge and gouache came in and out, blowing a scent of fragrance in front of the door. .

Meng Jianjia bit her lip and walked in.

The owner of the shop saw her and knew from her clothes that she couldn't afford the things here, but he still asked her with a smile on his face, "What do you want to buy, girl?"

Meng Jianjia used all the medicine money to buy a box of high-quality rouge and elegant face powder in the shop.The boss's attitude improved a lot in an instant.

Seeing that there is a professional makeup girl in this store trying on the makeup of the girls who bought rouge, Meng Jianjia asked softly, "Can I try it too?"

The boss readily agreed, "Of course." Then he invited a makeup lady to try on Meng Jianjia's makeup.

Meng Jianjia sat anxiously in front of the bronze mirror, and the makeup girl applied rouge and gouache to her face, and her face, which was not very colorful at first, suddenly became pink and tender, so tender that it seemed that water could be squeezed out.

At first, when Zhuangniang was smoothing her forehead hair, she saw a small scar at the corner of her eyebrow.

Meng Jianjia asked softly, "Is there a way to cover this up?"

Zhuang Niang has always been confident in her skills, and said: "Don't worry, girl, this will not trouble me."

So after the makeup was completed, the makeup lady added another flower tin to the corner of her eyebrows.Others draw flowers in the middle of the eyebrows, but she draws them at the corners of her eyebrows. In addition, her eyebrows are slightly slender, which immediately gives birth to a different style.

Meng Jianjia stared blankly at herself in the mirror, she was completely different from her usual plain-faced appearance.She smiled softly, and the people in the mirror also smiled softly.

She raised her hand to untie her tied hair, and asked Zhuang Niang to help her put it back into a beautiful and simple bun.

There are no beaded flower hostas in the village, and bamboo and wooden hairpins are basically used.

But once in Zhuangniang's hands, Meng Jianjia's bun has an elegant and elegant charm.

Even the owner of the rouge shop boasted: "The girl has the best foundation I have ever seen, and she is not inferior to the ladies in the city at all when she dresses up carefully."

Meng Jianjia looked shy, and when she came out of the rouge shop, she didn't have the feeling of being unable to hold her head up like before.

Xu's third son went to the building to have a drink, and he couldn't come out for a while.

After the end of time, he came out of the building reeking of alcohol.The servant nodded and bowed and sent him to the carriage, and he let out a long sigh of relief when the attendants walked away with the carriage.

At this time, the sun is still hot, and there are many fewer pedestrians on the street than in the morning, and they are all sparsely tanned.

Xu Laosan was lying on the side of the carriage and taking a nap, when the carriage suddenly stopped, he was very annoyed.

He opened the curtain and saw a woman fell down on the street, and his horse almost stepped right over her.

The entourage respectfully said to Xu Laosan: "Young master, you are a woman."

At this time, Meng Jianjia was terrified, but when he raised his face, the description of pear blossoms with rain was just right.The flower tints at the corners of her eyebrows added two points of color to her whole face.

Third Xu reached out and stroked his chin, seeing that she looked familiar.

Meng Jianjia recognized him first, and said with tears in her eyes, "Young Master Xu..."

When Xu's third son went to Suixiang earlier, he held Xu Shenfang's portrait to be identified, and he was the Meng family who went first.And the person identified was none other than Meng Jianjia.

At that time, Meng Jianjia was shy and timid, which aroused Xu's third son somewhat.He originally planned to take her back by the way when he went back after dealing with Meng Yan's family affairs.

But who would have thought that later Yin Heng broke his ribs and was carried back for treatment, so he forgot about it.

Unexpectedly, this woman came to the door by herself now.

Youngest Xu jumped out of the carriage, squatted beside her, raised her chin and found that she was even more beautiful than the last time I saw her.This fair and tender face was tanned red by the sun, there was a little sweat on the temples, and the smell of his body was also fragrant.

Meng Jianjia was so frightened by the horse that she was so weak that she seemed weak and boneless.Youngest Xu hugged her into his arms unceremoniously, in broad daylight and in public, she blushed with shame, she wanted to refuse and greeted her: "Young Master Xu, don't be like this...it's not good..."

"Not good? What's wrong?" Xu Laosan laughed twice, picked him up directly, and got into his carriage together.

(End of this chapter)