After a busy daytime, Fu Tian booked a seat in the restaurant in the evening, and the group went to have dinner lively.

During the meal, Fu Tian was happy about the rice shop and drank a lot. Chu Xiangtian tried hard but stopped him.

Fu Tian, ​​who was already a little drunk, stared at Xiao Qiao with wide eyes.

Chu Xiangtian always paid attention to his every move. Seeing this, he was a little unhappy and leaned into his ear and asked quietly, "What are you looking at Xiao Qiao?"

Fu Tian shook his head and said nothing, holding his face and continued to look at it with a burning look.

Chu Xiangtian thought unhappily, he couldn't have fallen in love with Xiao Qiao, right?

But although Xiao Qiao looked at her soft and weak, she could actually pick up the young master with one hand. No one in the village dared to provoke her easily, so she often liked that fool around Xiao Qiao happily every day.

The young master will definitely not be able to hold Xiao Qiao.

With his random thoughts, Xiao Qiao on the opposite side also noticed two strange gazes staring at him.

She looked up at Fu Tian, ​​"Mr. Fu has something to say to me?"

Fu Tian smiled at her twice and said slowly: "I want... to ask you to do... the rice shop manager."

Xiao Qiao looked slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, he was going to say this, but she agreed without much consideration - this was her original promise. As long as Fu Tian needs it, she will do her best to help him.

Fu Tian's eyes suddenly lit up, "Really?" He thought for a long time and thought about how to convince Xiao Qiao, but he said it in a daze when he was drunk. Unexpectedly, Xiao Qiao agreed readily.

He grinned happily, stood up and raised his glass to Xiao Qiao, "Then you will leave the two rice shops to you from now on."

Xiao Qiao chatted with him generously, and Chang Xi, who was next to him, stood up, "Xiao Qiao wants to stay in Shangming Town? Then I won't leave."

Xiao Qiao punched him and made him shut up. Chang Xi grinned in pain, and his black face was full of grievances, "I won't leave anyway."

However, no one cared about his whispers. After eating and drinking, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. After being tired for a day, they would rest in town for another day tomorrow and leave the day after tomorrow.

Fu Tian, ​​who was half drunk, walked back staggeringly. Chu Xiangtian wanted to help him, but was pushed away. He looked very happy, walked in a skeleton, and was humming a little song that couldn't hear the tune.

Fu Ji was worried about following up and taking care of him, so Chu Xiangtian stopped him, "I will take care of him, don't worry."

"Then I'll bother Mr. Chu."

Fu Ji turned around and left in one step. Chu Xiangtian told the waiter to bring hot water over, and then followed Fu Tian back to the room.

The drunk man sat at the table, the window was pushed open, and he lay beside the window and didn't know what to look out.

Chu Xiangtian walked over, "What are you looking at?"

“Hot, blow dry.”

Fu Tian said concisely and put his hand out of the window. His sleeves were lifted up unintentionally, revealing a piece of thin white wrist. Chu Xiangtian looked at his side face quietly, feeling like he was suddenly coming - there was something hidden in his heart.

But he was not a person who liked to spy on other people's secrets, so he also accompanied Fu Tian to lie by the window, his voice as if soaked in cotton, which was a gentleness that he himself did not realize, "Do you still want to drink?"

Retracting his hand, Fu Tian looked up slightly in the distance, and the red lanterns downstairs spread out into the distance like stars, and the warm lights reflected in his eyes, like falling stars.

Fu Tian thought seriously for a while, shook his head and said he would not drink anymore.

There was a knock at the door, and it was probably the waiter who brought hot water. Chu Xiangtian raised his hand and rubbed it on top of his head, "Then take a shower and go to bed,"

The waiter lifted the wooden barrel filled with hot water and placed it in the screen and retreated. The hot water was filled with damp water vapor. Chu Xiangtian patted him and pushed him behind the screen, "Go and take a shower, I'll get you clothes."

Fu Tian obediently took off his clothes and into the wooden barrel. The warm water flowed and massaged the tired body for a day. He sighed comfortably and lay on the edge of the wooden barrel with his arm on his pillow.

Chu Xiangtian found a clean shirt to bring it to him. After calling him twice, he saw that he didn't respond, so he had to turn the screen and go in.

The drunk young master lay beside the wooden barrel, half-closed his eyes seemed to have fallen asleep. He forgot to hold his long black hair up, half soaked in water, and stuck to his fair and thin back.

Chu Xiangtian moved his eyes away, put his clothes on the wooden bench, and called Fu Tian again. The sleepy person sat up in a daze, turned his head and looked at him in a daze, "Hmm?"

"Piece up your hair and wash it." It is hard to dry after washing it at night, and it is easy to sleep with wet hair and it is easy to have headaches.

Fu Tian slowly said "Oh" and pulled the hair behind him to his body to try to tie it up, but the end of the hair was dripping with water.

He said "Huh" in confusion, and he looked at Chu Xiangtian, feeling a little aggrieved, "It's wet."

The boy sat in a wooden barrel, with no obstruction around him, only the clear water flow slightly spread out, and the beautiful waves were fainted.

Chu Xiangtian's eyes fell on his chest, his throat tightened, and he said hoarsely: "I'll help you dry."

Picking up the cloth towel, Chu Xiangtian closed his eyes, held a handful of smooth black hair in his hand, and gently wiped it with a cloth towel. The young master's hair was black and smooth. After Chu Xiangtian carefully dried it, he used a cloth towel to squidly put it on the top of his head. A few strands of broken hair leaked from his fingers and put it on the back of his neck mischievously.

Fu Tian's neck was slender and a beautiful curve was sunk along the spine. Chu Xiangtian's eyes unconsciously went down, and through the clear water light, he saw two soft white petals.

Chu Xiangtian swallowed a few times with difficulty, and finally fled in panic.

After going downstairs, the cool breeze at night made him feel more awake. He smiled bitterly and pinched his eyebrows, and said with a sigh: "It's really tormenting..."

After the cold wind blew outside in the middle of the night, Chu Xiangtian's heart circulated dissipated, and he returned to the room with a slight move. The young master had already changed his clothes and fell asleep on the bed.

The cloth towel on the top of his head had not been removed yet, Chu Xiangtian disassembled him, and the end of his hair was still filled with water vapor, so he had to take another dry cloth towel to dry carefully.

...

After taking a hot bath, Fu Tian slept very well that night. After yawning, Fu Tian got up lazily and washed up. Chu Xiangtian had long disappeared in the room. Fu Tian packed up and walked downstairs.

The others were already drinking tea in the lobby downstairs. Fu Tian said morning and sat down to wait for breakfast.

While having breakfast, I heard the table next door say that the flower king and the flower back will be on display today. They said that they were spitting everywhere. Fu Tian listened, it seemed that someone would invite a wealthy businessman from Fengshui County to appreciate the flowers this year. The wealthy businessman loved flowers as his life. The two Yao Huang and Wei Zi planted them personally have excellent quality. Some people are looking for it, but the wealthy businessman didn't sell it.

At this year's flower viewing party, many people went to the two peonies worth a thousand gold.

Fu Tian was also interested, and he was having a break today, so he suggested: "Why don't we go and have a look?"

The few people had no objection, so after asking the waiter's address of the flower viewing party, they looked for it.

The flower viewing party was held for five days, and the venue was held at a wealthy businessman's farm in the town. The people of Da Chu like elegance, and beautiful flowers are the most elegant things. Therefore, wealthy families are popular for growing flowers, especially the elegant peonies.

The group followed the crowd and found Zhuangzi easily. Fu Tian was about to raise his foot in, but he was not afraid of being hugged by a woman rushing over from the oblique side.

"Master Wen, please have a lot of them, please let us go!" The woman sat on the ground, hugging Fu Tian's legs tightly, crying heart-wrenchingly.

Fu Tian was stunned for a moment, frowned and wanted to pull out his legs, "Who are you?"

"You harmed our family, but don't even know who we are?" A young man slightly older than Fu Tian stood up and reached out to help the woman on the ground up.

Both of them had a bit dirty and messy dress, their faces were haggard, and their blood-filled eyes were staring at Fu Tian with hatred.

"Master Wen, please spare Fugui. Fugui has been working as a cattle and horse for the Fu family for more than ten years. He has worked hard without any credit. You can't treat him like this!"

The woman held his legs incoherently, "I kowtowed to you, kowtowed to you!"

Her crying was so shrill that it attracted many people to come around and pointed at Fu Tian at the center of the storm.

Only then did Fu Tian realize that these two people were probably the wife and children of Manager Li.
Chapter completed!