And Zhou Shengchen didn't greet anyone, he seemed to be unfamiliar with them.
Only the woman sitting on the rattan wooden chair in the northwest corner did not change.
Just looking at her manners and sitting posture, Shi Yi Yuemo can guess that this very dignified middle-aged woman is Zhou Shengchen's mother. While she was guessing, the woman had already spoken: "This young lady is?"
"She is the time." Zhou Shengchen clasped her and held her hand, holding it gently.
Everyone looked surprised, and even some, obviously not too clear.
Shi Yi heard his heart, violently hitting his chest, uneasy, and anxious.
Zhou Shengchen's mother looked at her for a few seconds, then smiled slightly and slowly: "Miss Shi Yi, hello."
"Auntie, hello," she said.
The quiet voice slammed into everyone's ears.
She made herself laugh as humble as possible, accepting his mother's scrutiny.
The loud sound of rain exaggerated the atmosphere at this moment.
She didn't know why, she felt that his mother was not as simple as "coldness" as he called, but because she really didn't like herself.
The next thing also verified this fact.
Zhou Shengchen’s mother was very kind and asked if she had eaten lunch. After knowing that Shi Yi had not eaten it, she said naturally and softly, “Miss Shi Yi, I’m very sorry. Tomb-sweeping Festival these few days is also a cold eclipse day for Zhou Sheng’s family. If there is an open flame to cook food, I won’t leave you for lunch, so I will let my son do the landlord’s friendship and choose a suitable place to entertain you in Zhenjiang, okay?"
A very tactful eviction order.
She had no choice at all, just nodded along and said, thank you auntie.
Watching his mother, supported by others, stood up from the wicker chair and wrapped her shawl in a leisurely manner: "Sorry, Miss Shi Yi." She still smiled, nodding to Shi Yi, and patted Zhou Shengchen gently. Right arm: "After sending Ms. Shiyi back, I will come to talk with my mother. It's been a long time since we've seen each other. Our mother and son are strange."
Zhou Shengchen's voice has no emotions: "I may not be back tonight."
"If there is no time tonight, then tomorrow morning."
The eyes of the mother and the son crossed, and his mother left the sheltering rain pavilion, leaving people who were irrelevant to the pavilion, and continued to look at the times with different expressions. Zhou Shengchen shook her hand: "Let's go."
Even though he was prepared, he was still embarrassed.
Such a well-dressed and anxiously anticipated meeting ended in a hurry. This is something that Shi Yi had never thought of.
Later, the two of them left there by car again, and entered the modern city from the old house with a strong sense of history.
The two had lunch in the private room on the second floor, facing the lake outside the window.
She didn't eat much, just drank hot tea and watched him eat.
The more you have contact with, the more you can see that his tutoring since childhood must have been very good. Even the gesture of holding bamboo chopsticks and the habit of holding vegetables are very strict. There is randomness in the rules, which is probably due to his character.
"I thought that if I told you about her reaction beforehand, you would be prepared," Zhou Shengchen sipped half a sip of tea and said indifferently. "At least let yourself not be so sad."
She smiled awkwardly: "I didn't expect that your mother would reject me so much."
"In her eyes, my engagement is a very important thing, and I have selected some suitable wives since I was a teenager." He leaned gently on the seat, his tone was serious, "One People began to prepare gifts more than ten years ago, but found that they were useless in the end, and loss is always inevitable."
Suddenly, it was no wonder his mother looked at her with doubts and disappointments.
However, it is really unheard of to choose a wife for more than ten years.
"She picked some, and will give you the final selection?"
He took a sip of tea and deliberately ignored the problem.
She lowered her head and thought, why he always has a life experience that is difficult to approach.
But it's just that, it's worthy of him.
"Still angry?" he asked her.
Shi Yi pursed his mouth and wanted to laugh, but didn't laugh. He had to jokingly said, "No, I'm just curious, how your family members will tell you to pick your own wife."
"very curious?"
"A little bit," she deliberately made things difficult, "if you are willing to tell me, I might have heard it interestingly, so I won't be angry."
He seems to be thinking: "If you can be happy, you can consider it and let you see."
He quickly turned his head, called the middle-aged driver who was waiting at the door, and said something.
The driver couldn't help smiling and glanced at the time inexplicably.
Before long, the driver turned back again and brought a very heavy booklet, which was actually taken back temporarily. When Shi Yi opened it up, it turned out to be a very detailed introduction to the characters. Perhaps the people who prepared this book do not like the feeling of high-definition photos, and the texts are all kinds of hand-made portraits.
"Is someone really willing to print my daughter here for you to see?" She would be awkward when she flipped it like this. I couldn't imagine that Zhou Shengchen would hold these, and someone next to him would ask him who would have a good impression of.
"They are all family friends of Zhou Sheng's family." He replied.
She screamed, and she was embarrassed to turn it over again: "You are really like a prince and general in the past. The rules for marrying a wife are so complicated."
It is a very orthodox way to select the daughters of the family to match the birth date.
But if it appeared in the 21st century, would it be too mysterious
What kind of family does he need to make these young ladies willing to offer portraits. Although I have heard from time to time, there are now many family businesses with huge families of their own, and there are always girls who are raised in deep boudoirs, born for the right marriage. Although she is hearsay, she also understands that such a right marriage requires absolute asset gravity.
The more she thought, the more she wanted to see him.
Zhou Shengchen moved his gaze to her hand: "Do these two rings fit you in size?"
Shi Yi gently turned the ring with his fingers, and answered honestly: "It's a little looser, but it won't fall off."
He nodded.
"What's wrong?"
"I know your size, so when you choose an engagement ring, you won't make a big mistake."