When the pears are green

Chapter 172 Young Mu Ai

The sound of "Knock knock knock" on the door woke Wu Mingshu up from her sleep. She groped towards Yang Jing's bed in a daze, but there was no one there and it was cold.

Wu Mingshu sat up hurriedly and rubbed her head with her hand. Then she remembered what Yang Jing said in a daze. It turned out that Yang Jing and Yang Zhang had already gone to visit relatives.

"Is it Yang Yu?" Wu Mingshu asked loudly.

A gentle male voice came from outside the door: "It's me, time for breakfast."

"You eat first." Wu Mingshu didn't want to be alone with Yang Yu, she didn't know what to say to Yang Yu.

Yang Yu seemed not to have heard it. He continued, "I'll be with you. I'll eat whenever you eat."

Wu Mingshu covered her head with the quilt and rolled over on the bed. She didn't know when Yang Yu became so stubborn.

There was no sound of footsteps outside the door, so Wu Mingshu had to put on her clothes quickly. When she opened the door, she saw Yang Yu still standing at the door.

Yang Yu first glanced at Wu Mingshu, whose hair was loose, and then smiled and said to her, "There is hot water in the kitchen, wash up quickly, I will go to serve the rice."

Wu Mingshu followed Yang Yu into the kitchen. She saw that the hot water had been poured into a ceramic basin. She touched it with her hand and found that the temperature was just right. She then carried the basin and the willow branches she had prepared to the courtyard.

When Wu Mingshu finished washing up and returned to the kitchen, Yang Yu had already taken the food out of the pot.

Yang Yu sat at the wooden table, seemingly waiting for Wu Mingshu to sit down. Wu Mingshu quickly sat opposite Yang Yu, lowered her head, picked up the chopsticks placed on the bowl, and gently picked up the stir-fried winter melon on the plate in front of her.

Neither of them spoke, only the clinking sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding echoed in the kitchen.

Wu Mingshu felt that the meal took an extremely long time. When she put her chopsticks on the bowl again, she heard Yang Yu ask, "Can I call you Mingshu?"

"Well, I think it would be more appropriate for you to call me Sister Wu." Wu Mingshu felt that she was not familiar enough with Yang Yu to call her by her name.

The chopsticks in Yang Yu's hand fell onto the wooden table. He looked at Wu Mingshu with an unexplained look and said, "You are not as old as me. I was born on the ninth day of the ninth month of the Guihai year, and you were born on the twentieth day of the first month of the Jiazi year."

"How do you know my birthday?" Wu Mingshu asked Yang Yu in surprise.

Yang Yu picked up the chopsticks on the wooden table. He smiled and said that as long as you pay attention, you can find out even the most secret things.

This sentence was like a stone thrown into Wu Mingshu's heart. She hurriedly got up from the stool and told Yang Yu in a panic: "Yang Yu, I don't think you need my care anymore. I'm going to visit Lingling at Li's house first. When Jing'er comes back, please tell her that I won't go to the county town with her."

Before Wu Mingshu could walk out of the kitchen, the kitchen door was closed by Yang Yu who got there first.

Yang Yu's tall figure enveloped Wu Mingshu. He whispered, "Mingshu, why are you so anxious? You promised my mother and Jing'er, don't break your promise."

At this moment, Wu Mingshu was deeply regretful for not going to Li's house yesterday. She pretended to be calm and answered: "I just suddenly wanted to see Lingling. Please get out of the way."

Yang Yu was still blocking the door. Wu Mingshu felt that the atmosphere in the kitchen was becoming more and more oppressive. She anxiously wanted to pull Yang Yu away. The moment she touched Yang Yu's arm, Yang Yu grabbed her outstretched right hand.

"Let me go, you scoundrel." Wu Mingshu stretched out her legs to kick Yang Yu, but Yang Yu did not dodge and let the petite Wu Mingshu punch and kick her.

Wu Mingshu gradually lost her strength. She looked down at the large and small footprints on Yang Yu's legs, then raised her head and asked, "Yang Yu, how can you let me go? What do you want?"

"Mingshu, doesn't you know what I want?" After saying this, Yang Yu wanted to touch the scar on Wu Mingshu's forehead, but Wu Mingshu quickly hid aside.

Yang Yu first withdrew his left hand which had missed the target, and then let go of Wu Mingshu.

Wu Mingshu rubbed her painful arm through her sleeve. She knew without looking that it was red from being strangled.

"Why don't you move away?" Wu Mingshu took a few steps back. She was afraid that Yang Yu would grab her arm again.

Yang Yu sighed and said quietly, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"I don't know." Wu Mingshu felt that Yang Yu couldn't possibly have any thoughts about her. She kept recalling the past, but couldn't think of anything she had done to offend Yang Yu.

Yang Yu approached Wu Mingshu step by step, and asked as he walked: "Mingshu really doesn't know?"

Wu Mingshu saw Yang Yu getting closer and closer, so she had to step back and finally stopped by the stove. She shook her head frantically and replied, "Yang Yu, I really don't know. If I have offended you in the past, please forgive me."

Yang Yu finally stopped a foot away from Wu Mingshu. He reached out and hugged Wu Mingshu's still shaking head, then stared into Wu Mingshu's eyes and said seriously, "Mingshu, I want to marry you."

"Yang Yu, you are such a joker. Don't forget that I am your..." Wu Mingshu thought Yang Yu was joking, but before she could finish her words, Yang Yu covered her mouth with his hand.

Yang Yu whispered to Wu Mingshu: "Mingshu, you are not. I have had this idea since I first saw you when I was sixteen. I thought I would slowly forget you, but six years have passed, and this idea has become stronger and stronger. I don't want to see you become someone else's bride again, will you marry me?"

Wu Mingshu was so shocked that she couldn't say a word. She pried Yang Yu's hand away and ran into Yang Jing's room in a panic. She lay on the bed and stared at the beams, slowly digesting Yang Yu's words.

Wu Mingshu didn't know how long she had been lying there, nor did she know how to face Yang Yu after she walked out of the room.

"Mingshu, come out quickly. I'll take you to the market, maybe you can meet Brother Jiang and the others." Yang Yu's voice came from outside the room.

Wu Mingshu said nothing; she continued to lie motionless on the bed.

"Since Mingshu doesn't come out, I have to go in." It was Yang Yu's voice again.

Wu Mingshu quickly replied, "I'll be out right away." She was afraid that if Yang Yu really came in, something else might happen.

Yang Yu waited patiently. Even if Wu Mingshu kept delaying, she would eventually come out of the room.

"Let's go quickly. If it's any later, Brother Jiang and the others will have closed up shop." Yang Yu said with a smile to Wu Mingshu who came out of the room.

Wu Mingshu looked up at the sun and saw that it was almost noon. The two hurried to the market and found Song Li and Jiang Qingzhou who were packing up their stalls.

"Sister Wu, why are you here? If you are not in a hurry to go back, come to our house for dinner." Song Li happily took Wu Mingshu's arm.

Wu Mingshu nodded in agreement as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, and asked Yang Yu to go back first.

"Mrs. Jiang, I saw Xiaoxing yesterday. Xiaoxing studies very hard. Even during the holidays, he did not fall behind in his studies. I also want to go and see if Qingye has fallen behind in his studies. I wonder if it is convenient for you?" Yang Yu didn't want Wu Mingshu to leave just like that.

Song Li nodded quickly after hearing this. This was equivalent to a home visit, and as a parent, she naturally could not refuse.

"Mingshu, wait for me here, I'm going to buy something." Yang Yu said and left the stall.

Song Li quickly signaled Jiang Qingzhou to follow.

"Sister Wu, what happened between you and Master Yang?" Song Li asked quietly after Jiang Qingzhou left.

Wu Mingshu quickly explained that she had nothing to do with Yang Yu.

"Really? When Master Yang called your name, you turned into sugar. It's so sweet that it makes my teeth hurt." Song Li said in disbelief.

Wu Mingshu knew that she couldn't deceive Song Li, so she whispered to Song Li what Yang Yu had done to her.

"Sister Wu, isn't this great? Master Yang has been waiting for you silently for six years. You two are destined to be together." Song Li is quite optimistic about Yang Yu. She feels that even if she becomes Yang Yu, she will not be able to do better than Yang Yu.

Wu Mingshu disagreed with Song Li's statement. She retorted: "It was because my fifth uncle died suddenly when he was 19 years old, not because he was waiting for me."

"Sister Wu, now that he has finished the mourning period, you are free again. The man is still unmarried and the woman is still unmarried. Isn't this a fate given by God?" Song Li asked Wu Mingshu in return. Wu Mingshu was in Mount Lu and could not recognize the true face of Mount Lu.