You Were Born Before I Was Born

Chapter 9

He hurriedly pulled the third son of Mo's family and frowned," Isn' t it too expensive."

The third son of Mo's family couldn' t help but feel amused when he saw Wen Ying dissuading him.

He really had a bit of a butler appearance. When he left, he still insisted on rejecting him. Now, he was really fast.

He secretly held the anxious little hand and comforted it with a low smile," He doesn' t sell that much."

Even if it wasn' t expensive and was worth this price, the price was too high for them. It wasn' t something they needed, and there was no market for it.

As a result, Wen Ying didn' t care whether or not the third son of Mo's family should complain about his long-windedness, and he tried to persuade her with worry:

"But why are you so good at buying it? "How can we use it?"

As if the third son of Mo's family were waiting for her to ask this question, the moment Wen Ying heard her question, he raised his eyebrows and laughed softly:

"You forgot? "Tomorrow is your day of return."

This time, Wen Ying was speechless. In the blink of an eye, the anxious expression on his face, which was just for the sake of the third son of Mo's family big hand, immediately froze. Instead, he smiled embarrassedly. He had forgotten about the important matter and actually misunderstood his good intentions.

He hurriedly bent his eyes to curry favor with her and saved his face." Look at my memory. I' ve actually forgotten such an important matter. I' ll have to thank you for helping me remember it."

"I knew you definitely wouldn' t remember." "However, as your husband, I will definitely help you remember," the third son of Mo's family said with a gentle expression. "My grandfather is too old. Although he shouldn' t have drunk too much wine, giving me this Mei Shoujiu is just a blessing for a long life."

The waiter who had been listening to his husband and wife discussing in a low voice for a long time finally couldn' t hold back any longer. He really couldn' t understand their intentions. Seeing that the husband seemed to want to buy it, his wife felt a little pained. This husband seemed to listen to his wife's words, which made him worry about this big deal.

###Chapter12

However, after all, this fellow had done his work a little too old. How could he be someone who couldn' t be picked up clearly? He didn' t know how many different situations he had seen. Seeing this, he quickly turned his head around and quickly added another yard. He knocked on the side and said:

"This bottle of Mei Shou Wine was bought by my shopkeeper because of a great relationship in the capital. I didn' t mean to sell it, but to be the treasure of our restaurant. It's unique in all Biancheng...... That's right, Officer Zhang had been staring at this wine for a long time. However, in recent years, he was not in good health and had a rich illness. His family's wife and children were also strict, so he was not allowed to drink. That was why ……"

"Stop talking, buddy. We' ll take it now."

Wen Ying reached out his hand in time to stop the waiter. From his posture, if he didn' t stop, he would probably be able to talk endlessly about tonight. How much time would they have to waste? Wasn' t it necessary to stop?

"Yes, yes, yes. I' ll pretend for you." The waiter spoke quickly and stopped even faster. The words in his mouth came to a sudden stop. After which, he carefully picked up the one-bottle valuable incomparably Biancheng Mei Shou Wine from the shelf. He took it into his arms and turned around to pack it.

When he thought of how fast his movement had changed, Wen Ying couldn' t help but laugh from behind.

At the same time, the waiter, who was only a few steps away from them, muttered while holding the wine:

"This couple is really close. Heh. After saving enough money to marry a wife, I had to ask for such a wife. She was obedient and clever, obedient and sensible, and beautiful. Good. "Good!"

Perhaps it was as if they had yet to catch up, so they spoke as if no one was present.

How could he have known that the two protagonists he spoke of were standing behind him, clearly listening.

Hearing this, Wen Ying lowered his head.

Then, he inexplicably felt the gloomy aura emanating from the man beside him.

He hurriedly reached out to grab him, but he must not... It scared the others.

The cold aura on the third son of Mo's family's body finally dissipated as Wen Ying took the initiative to reach out his hand. Only the coldness in his eyes could only fade away.

Even a small upright would dare to covet his small man?

How could he have known that it was too expensive to be seen by others.

After leaving the restaurant, Wen Ying had always felt that the third son of Mo's family was in a bad mood. The waiter had originally wanted to ask if he had any sisters, but when he turned around and saw his face, he immediately froze on his lips and swallowed it back.

In order to prevent his gloomy face from scaring the elderly, women, and children along the way, he did not dare to let go of the third son of Mo's family hand.

Actually, she had never seen the third son of Mo's family look like this before. She knew that it should be terrifying, but she was not afraid at all. Instead, she felt... Quite interesting?

She remembered that she had never been bold. Even when she saw her grandfather get angry, she would be frightened to the point that she didn' t dare to speak. However, after spending a few days with the third son of Mo's family, she was already not afraid of him at all. Even Wen Ying herself felt that this kind of mentality was strange. She even felt that when the third son of Mo's family was angry, it was more familiar and intimate than ever.

It was truly strange.

In order to help the third son of Mo's family adjust his mood, Wen Ying brought him to a silk shop. He planned to pick two better pieces of cotton cloth. It was already the ninth month, and it was time for his wife to sew cold clothes for his husband.

At the same time, he comforted his jealousy.

The landlady in the silk shop were dressed up at the right time. Their large crimson-purple sleeves and moon-white dresses were all made of high-grade rhombus. The hem was embroidered with complicated fringes. The silk was thin and soft, and when they walked, they drew out a tall and graceful figure, making them seem even more graceful and graceful.

Her makeup was also exquisite, and she walked towards them with a beautiful smile. Wen Ying only felt a gust of fragrant wind float in front of her, and she heard landlady crisp voice as she spoke in a tender voice:

"Madam, take a look. Our cloth is all good." He raised his tail and glanced at the the third son of Mo's family standing beside Wen Ying. With a smile, he asked," Are you making clothes for your husband? "That's right. really's right. The black cotton in front of Madam Zheng's left hand has always been the most beautiful."

This landlady really knew how to do business and speak. Seeing that he was standing in front of the dark cloth, he immediately saw through her intentions.

Wen Ying could only see a pair of sleeves embroidered with layers of camellia flowers. He took out a dark green cotton cloth and spread it in front of her.

"Madam, take a look. This texture, this luster. Touch it again. This feeling, this softness ……"

Those who couldn't talk could n' t do business.

Wen Ying put down the cotton cloth landlady placed in his hand and smiled." Alright, then I' ll have landlady trouble to cut a few feet for me."

"Alright, alright. "Madam, it's really refreshing." Landlady eyes lit up as he excitedly turned around. However, he thought of something and asked," Madam, what else do you want?"

Wen Ying looked around in a restaurant that wasn' t small, as if he couldn' t find anything. However, when he retracted his gaze, he saw a hint of pine and cypress green in the corner. He couldn' t help but walk over there.

He saw that this was a cloth that was calm and elegant. He couldn' t help but recall how the third son of Mo's family wore green clothes before. The corner of his mouth couldn' t help but curl:

"Landlady, help me cut some of this."

"Alright."

Landlady walked over with lotus steps. He smiled and picked up two cloths before cutting them back.

Only the two of them were left in the shop, Wen Ying were still immersed in landlady beauty. At this moment, the third son of Mo's family suddenly walked over to Wen Ying's side, silently reminding her that she was bewitched by beauty and saying:

"These two cloths won' t be cheap."

Wen Ying was silent, and he froze for a long time before he came to a sudden realization, and his eyes revealed a stunned light.

If the third son of Mo's family did n' t remind her, she would never have reacted to the landlady compliment she had just said.

He had already obtained two pieces of good cloth before even asking the price. Wasn' t this the most straightforward housewife in the world?

When he realized what kind of mistake he had made, Wen Ying hurriedly pretended to be humble:

"I...... "I will definitely remember to ask for the price next time."

"I' m not blaming you." Seeing her cowering like this, the third son of Mo's family actually felt as if she was wrong. He quickly comforted her," It's just that you' re still young. You haven' t experienced anything, and you don' t have any social experience. I' m afraid you' ll suffer."

Since she was still young and simple, it naturally meant that she would easily suffer a loss. She could protect her at all times, but...... Recently, he had truly started to become more and more afraid that things would change. Thus, he also hoped that before the unknown variables arrived, he would teach her the ability to act alone. Only in the future would he be able to bear everything.

###Chapter13

The two of them were silent for a moment. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from far and near. Turning around, it turned out to be a little boy with a tiger head and a tiger head. As he walked, he complained in a low voice:

"Mother, I haven't finished the homework Mr. Wang has set up yet, so I came to see the shop again. What are you looking at? Could it be that someone would dare to steal cloth in broad daylight? "Even if there's really a bold thief, he wouldn' t dare to steal from my house even if he stole all of this street. Who doesn' t know about Mother's Lion Roar Technique? When he scolded me and father, his entire Biancheng would tremble. Which fool would risk his life for stealing cloth?"

When the two of them heard this child's words, they couldn' t help but laugh out loud. They really didn' t expect that this seemingly delicate landlady was actually a Hedong Lion. This image that they had finally put on was immediately exposed by their own son.

If his mother heard that, she would have to curse again.

However...... Wen Ying, on the other hand, had a child's attitude. He wanted to personally witness landlady He Dongshi's roar.

After grumbling, the child turned his head and finally noticed that there was someone else in the shop. He touched the back of his head in embarrassment, then climbed onto the chair at the front desk with two short legs in front of the chair. He looked like he was sitting paralyzed in the chair. The one who took off was a child-like boss.

Wen Ying couldn' t help but laugh. Just as the child saw it, he intentionally grinned at her.

He wasn' t afraid of having a child.

However, when he was about to put his gaze away and just happened to sweep past the the third son of Mo's family, his little face suddenly changed color.

The originally unhappy expression on his lips immediately appeared as if he had seen something good. A light flashed from his eyes and he stared at it as big as a copper bell.

After a long time, Wen Ying inexplicably glanced at the third son of Mo's family. He used his eyes to ask what was going on. Could he know this child? But the third son of Mo's family also used innocent eyes to tell her that he had never met this child before.

After a long silence, the stunned child suddenly let out a loud cry. He was filled with energy, and the two people in the shop who were confused couldn' t help but be startled.

"Mommy! Come out! "That's the groom of the day!"

"What!"

Wen Ying However, the entire shop was shaking. A loud noise came from inside. It was the gentle voice that she had been longing to hear her roar from the Hedong Lion earlier landlady and she suddenly let out a loud shout. Finally, she had fulfilled her wish.

Landlady rushed out with large strides. He was holding two pieces of green and green cloth in his hand. He was also holding an old tailor's scissors. He raised the scissors and pointed it at his son. At the same time, he shook the tip of his knife at the Wen Ying and the third son of Mo's family that were already frozen." Are you talking about them? !"

The child nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Suddenly, he heard a thunderclap like a clear sky. landlady, with a crackling sound, he put down the cloth and scissors in his hand and ran to the entrance of the shop. He shouted at the people coming and going outside:

"Everyone, come and see. Miss Wen and the third son of Mo's family are here!"

The tiles on the roof trembled three times, Wen Ying felt as if his brain was blank for a moment.

It seemed that this child's voice was indeed inherited from his mother. Both mother and son had astonishing vital capacity. What a pity for the male master of this family......

But now, it seemed that it was not the time for her to pity others. She and the third son of Mo's family had both fallen into a huge predicament. The two of them stood in front of the door, feeling the dust in front of them suddenly move. After which, they were firmly blocked by the entrance of the silk shop. The people on the street quickly surrounded them from all directions and surrounded them from the inside to the outside.

"Huzi, look. Is this really the groom who spilled copper that day?"

"Let me see...... Let me take a look. "Ah, yes, yes, it's him, mother!"

"So this is the third son of Mo's family...... "Then he must be the young miss of the Wen family?"

"He really looks quite good...... I still think my Qiao' er is talking nonsense. It turns out that the third son of Mo's family really has a handsome face. It's all the blame for those who walk the night road not seeing it clearly ……"

"Not only that, sister-in-law of the Zhang family, my Xi' er also saw her that day. This little girl, when she came back that day, she ran the third son of Mo's family Red Horse wildly. She took off her old clothes and revealed a bright red wedding dress. She told me about the situation like a book. She was clearly the most afraid of the third son of Mo's family, but she actually told me that day...... He said he was going to marry him as his concubine! Really was going to piss me off ……"

"Oh come on, Aunt Zhao. I don' t even want to see what kind of attitude the young miss of the Wen family is standing next to her. What kind of attitude does your Xi' er have? I' m afraid she doesn' t even want to stick to her ……"

"Hey, hey, do you know how to speak ……"