C7 You Look Me in the Eye and Talk

Liang Suqingyu and Buadending.

01.

Miss Fu's binoculars were made in Germany in the Qing Dynasty.

When the museum sent it to the temple of fortune, they blindly praised the telescope and said that it was a mirror of a fairyland. The common description was that it was a fairyland with a light drizzle and a mist.

... Fairyland? Jiang Tang squinted her eyes and was at a loss.

In 1982, she looked at Wei Baiyu through the telescope. The focus was adjusted to the best clarity, but Wei Baiyu was still a blur.

"F * ck, Fu, is your telescope poisonous?" It was as if he was wearing a veil.

Tuitui, Ah Fu pinched her face, "It's a problem with your eyes, thank you." Her night vision mini telescope was a fairyland mirror, thank you. TangTang, you're a lady from the secular world.

A lady from the secular world doesn't have any experience, how could she understand the matters of the immortal world?

JiangTang...... JiangTang never thought of understanding her binoculars.

She patted Miss Fu's head. The telescope was indeed no different from a fairyland, but she wanted to see something mundane. "Fufu, do you know about telescopes?"

Fufu squinted his eyes: "Tangtang, look into my eyes and speak."

TangTang looked at the candy store and the blurry Wei Baiyu.

Black was blindly talking about Fufu's collection as a decoration, but she didn't have the guts to poke Fufu's face, he was good at bullshitting, she said, "Do you know what telescopes are for?"

"I know Wei Qingyu's wish," Fu said while peeling an orange.

When Jiang Tangfeng was using the telescope, she saw Wei Qingyu eating a sweet pancake. It was similar to what Wei Baiyu said in his letter.

Good disgust, bad adoration.

Ma's head was filled with tofu dregs. Ah Fu pulled on his bulging purse and forced a smile, "Dear Tangtang-chan, are you willing to guess?"

"I'm willing to open the storage box in your bedroom."

Jiang Tang looked down at her purse. It was embroidered money that was slightly more affluent. The Luoyang peonies that were luxuriant symbolized money and affluence. She frowned and pondered.

Wei Qingyu's family background was something that all the girls beside her envied.

Was she going to pray for the south sun to have good weather?

Jiang Tang muttered as she threw the binoculars into Miss Fu's suitcase and flipped to the letter from Wei Baiyu that she had hidden, "Liang Su and Qingyu from the south street want happiness? What do you mean by that, Miss Fu?"

Miss Fu did not respond. She had read the letter last night and knew the details.

Qing Yu of the Wei Family had a landslide on the ninth day of the ninth month. The young but brave Liang Su had risked his life to save her and broke her right leg. Wei Qingyu hugged him and wanted to marry him. The heroic scholar, Mr. Liang Su.

However, the Wei family's old man didn't agree. He felt that Liang Su's character wasn't good.

Wei Baiyu also felt the same, but Wei Qingyu refused to listen.

She said that love was free. Since I like it, I like it. Who cares if Liang Su is poor or rich? You have no right to stop me. I am free.

"What a joke." Jiang Tang rolled up the letter with a smile, "Miss of the Wei Family, I thought she would care about Nan Yang, but in the end, she is so different from her ancestor."

In 1949, Jiang Tang had seen the ancestor of the Wei Family from afar.

"It's already not bad for a young lady like her to have her own thoughts."

Ah Fu took the cylinder-shaped letter and envelope, and his gaze slowly fell into the shade of the willow tree in front of the candy store. Wei Qingyu was still squatting and eating her pastry, as if she didn't know anything about the world.

How nice. Jiang Tang put away her envious and admiring gaze.

She was looking forward to meeting Wei Qingyu. The last person she met was Zhang Luyang's adjutant, and the price of his wish was a copper coin passed down during the Qing Dynasty.

"I'm looking forward to the price that Wei Qingyu can give."

Ah Fu laughed: "You have to remember that you're going to sleep with Wei Baiyu's girl. If Wei Qingyu really dies, you won't even be able to stay in the Blessing Courtyard. Although I've always hoped that you would move away."

"Fufu, you have to understand that I have a responsibility."

Jiang Tang hugged her fluffy head.