Chapter 387 City Gates Connecting
Nanzhi subconsciously turned to look at Aze who was cleaning the room.
Don't blame her for thinking too much, there are really too few reasons for Miaomiao and Twelve to quarrel.
"Boss, their quarrel has nothing to do with Brother Aze." An Wazi hesitated for a moment before choosing to defend Brother Aze.
Nanzhi was a little embarrassed, while Mother Lin asked curiously in a low voice.
"Your name is An Wazi, right?"
Mother Lin actually rarely came to Sanweiju. She always felt that if she came too often, it would be bad for her daughter.
After all, Nanzhi and the Shen family girl opened the restaurant together. She came here diligently, and outsiders said it badly.
But she knew the waiters in the restaurant.
Except for a few people who were recruited later, she could recognize them all.
In addition, although my daughter is not in Yancheng these days, she has also sent people to deliver meals to her family, which saves them a lot of things.
"Yes." An Wazi was a little shy. When he went to deliver food at noon today, Aunt Lin even praised herself!
"Then tell me, aunt, what happened to Miaomiao and Twelve?"
Mother Lin smiled kindly, without the fierceness she had just now.
"Yes, it's because of Brother Shen and Sister Hexiu."
An Wazi thought for a while and didn't know where to start.
"Brother Shen got drunk a few days ago and promised to marry Sister Hexiu. As a result, Sister Hexiu redeemed himself and Brother Shen didn't recognize him. They had an argument and Sister Hexiu ran away in tears. Later, Mr. Shen's family and that Sir, I don’t know what’s going on, but there’s been a quarrel all the time. The lady always comes to look for Mr. Shen’s family these days, but Mr. Shen’s family keeps avoiding her.”
An Wazi tried hard to figure out what happened, but Nanzhi kept talking.
Could it be that something went wrong between the two of them in their marriage?
To be honest, Xia women can get married at the age of fifteen, and some even get married at the age of thirteen or fourteen.
Miaomiao is about to turn nineteen now. Here, women who do not marry after reaching the age of twenty will be gossiped about.
If An Wazi was right, it was probably the matter between Yuntian and Hexiu that attracted them.
After all, their situation is here. Miaomiao is unwilling to abandon her parents and marry in Kyoto, and it is impossible for Twelve to marry into Yancheng.
Things do get a bit tricky between the two of them.
Mother Lin also sighed, Miaomiao is a good girl, but it's a pity that she didn't meet a good brother.
If nothing happens to Shen Sheng, Miaomiao will naturally be easy to marry.
But now that he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, Miaomiao must not worry about her parents.
The sky was getting dark outside the door, and Shen Miaomiao had already got on the carriage and was about to drive to Yancheng.
"Dr. Shen, it's getting dark now, why don't you stay at home for one night?" Ms. Xie said sincerely. She was grateful to Shen Miaomiao and Nanzhi.
In the past, my family could only earn one tael of silver a month by selling wine and growing crops.
Although there was not much money to spend in the village, her father-in-law and mother-in-law were getting older and they had to prepare more dowry for Daya, which made her always very worried.
But since Miss Shen and the others bought their own wine, the family has gained more than 900 yuan in income every month, and some people from the surrounding area come to buy wine to try.
Now my family earns nearly two taels of silver a month!
Even in the village, it is considered a very good income.
After all, no one in their family went to Yancheng to work, and they could earn so much money just by living in the village. Their family felt a lot more relaxed.
"No need, sister-in-law, I appreciate your kindness, but I still have to send these wines to the restaurant to avoid having nothing to drink when the guests come tomorrow."
Shen Miaomiao smiled and waved her hands and got into the carriage.
Because she had to pull goods, the carriage was pulling a cart, not a carriage, so she just sat on the beam.
The driver was a young man who often solicited customers around Sanweiju. Seeing that Shen Miaomiao was not going to stay overnight, he raised the reins and drove the carriage to leave.
"Sister, thank you!" Da Ya stood on tiptoes and waved her tiny arms hard.
The carriage drove farther and farther, and finally turned into a small black spot and disappeared before their eyes.
"Aniang, I want to open a big restaurant in the future!" Da Ya's eyes were shining brightly, and what was reflected in them was the dazzling galaxy.
"Okay, our eldest sister can definitely do it." Mrs. Xie touched her daughter's little head, her tone full of love for her.
She is unable to have children, so to her, Daya is her biological daughter.
The sky was completely dark, so the coachman drove slower.
"Dr. Shen, sit still, the road ahead is a bit difficult." The coachman reminded carefully.
"Okay." Shen Miaomiao nodded and looked at the night sky in a daze.
In the past few days, she had been deliberately avoiding Twelve, but she had not thought clearly about it.
It is true that she wants to marry Twelve, and half of her heart is Twelve, and half is her parents.
After leaving Pear Blossom Village, my parents were a little uncomfortable with it. If they were asked to go to Kyoto with me again, maybe they would go together because they were afraid that I would be worried.
But she didn't want to embarrass her parents.
The girl had a sad face, and she no longer had the free and easy joy of the past.
"Is Mr. Shen worried about something?" The coachman suddenly noticed that her mood was a little low, so he couldn't help but ask a few more questions.
"Um."
Shen Miaomiao responded dullly.
"Dong Shen's family must be worried about emotional matters, isn't it?" the coachman said cheerfully, but his eyes were focused on the road ahead.
"How do you know?" Shen Miaomiao blinked, somewhat surprised.
"My fiancée is like this when she and I are quarreling. She stays there alone and doesn't say anything. She has to be coaxed by me. It's been five years and it's still like this. I just found out that you're not in the right mood, so I guess So do you."
When the coachman talked about his fiancée, the corners of his mouth raised, and his tone was full of happiness.
Shen Miaomiao looked strange and asked: "You have been engaged for five years? Then why haven't you gotten married yet?"
The smile on the corner of the coachman's mouth did not diminish, and he only said slowly: "My family is poor, my father died early, my mother remarried again, and no girl is willing to marry me. She is a maid from a wealthy family. Knowing my embarrassment, she I gritted my teeth and gave me the monthly money that I had worked so hard to save. Only then could I afford to rent a carriage to start a business. I worked for two years before I bought the carriage. We made an appointment and waited until I had saved enough. If you have money, redeem her body, then marry her and go home."
"That's great." Shen Miaomiao murmured.
"Dr. Shen, you are the owner of the restaurant now, what else do you have to worry about?" the coachman said nonchalantly.
"You see, poor people like us who are struggling can live a good life, so what do you have to worry about? Right?"
The driver did not stop talking along the way, and Shen Miaomiao quietly listened to his words of experience.
When they reached the city gate, the groom reined in his horse.
"Dr. Shen, I see someone has come to pick you up. Can I take these jars of wine back to the restaurant for you?"
The young man in white standing at the gate of the city had affectionate eyes, and the moonlight shone on his body, making him look more elegant.
"Miaomiao."
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