Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 470 The Person in the Painting (5K)

Wushui County is a 5A-level scenic area, and its night view is especially beautiful.

As soon as it gets dark, the colorful LED strips wrapped around the houses along the riverbank will turn on, creating a vibrant tapestry that illuminates the entire ancient city.

After exiting the train station, walk along the street for more than a kilometer and you will enter the ancient city area. Various antique buildings are lined up in close proximity, which makes it very interesting for first-time visitors.

Zeng Wenjie pulled Mu Qingyang along, leading the way, intending to walk along the ancient city to the very front, where there were many old-fashioned inns to stay in.

Jiang Yu couldn't help but ask, "Why do I feel like you've been here before?"

Zeng Wenjie glanced at her and said, "Can't I look up a guide if I've never been here before?"

In his previous life, he did indeed frequently come here to do live broadcasts, so he was very familiar with this county.

Moreover, this is an ancient city, and it won't be easily rebuilt. It looks almost exactly the same as he remembered it would look a dozen years later.

The roads here are not complicated; there is just one main road on both sides of the riverbank.

The group of people who arrived here for the first time were amazed. They looked around and strolled through the many handicraft shops along the street, buying some small trinkets that they liked.

"Zeng Wenjie, come here quickly! There are coins for sale here!" Mu Qingyang suddenly waved his hand and said.

"What's so strange about selling coins?" Zeng Wenjie walked up, puzzled.

Then, it was discovered that the stall owner was selling counterfeit coins, the kind that cost 50 cents, and they only had one side; the other side was blank.

"They say they engrave words on coins, so that two 50-cent coins together represent that we are one dollar," Mu Qingyang said with a smile, clearly liking the symbolism.

When I asked the price, it was fifteen yuan.

Zeng Wenjie was cursing under his breath. Counterfeit coins, not even worth 50 cents, and a pair cost 15 yuan! What a bunch of profiteers!

However, seeing Mu Qingyang's eagerness to try, he decided not to be the one to spoil the fun.

Mu Qingyang said, "It would be more meaningful if we each paid half."

Zeng Wenjie nodded and said, "Okay, we'll each pay half."

So, one of them took out seven yuan and fifty cents and bought a pair, asking the shopkeeper to engrave their names on the plain side of the plate.

Zeng Wenjie holds a property under Mu Qingyang's name, while Mu Qingyang holds a property under Zeng Wenjie's name.

Then, a small hole is made in the edge of the coin, and a red thread is threaded through it, and the fifteen yuan is spent.

"It's so easy to make money from people in relationships. They sold two small coins for fifteen yuan," Ouyang Yun couldn't help but complain.

“When you’re out having fun, money can’t buy happiness. Yunzi, why are you so talkative?” Zeng Wenjie allowed himself to complain in his heart, but he would never allow others to complain.

Ouyang Yun rolled her eyes and said, "If I ever can't make a living in the future, I'll set up a stall like this at tourist attractions. Maybe that will be enough to support myself."

Zeng Wenjie said, "I suggest you take over the public toilets at Guangzhou Railway Station."

These days, even public toilets charge a fee, three or five cents.

Zeng Wenjie once visited Guangzhou and thought to himself, rather pathetically, that he wouldn't trade the public toilets at Guangzhou Railway Station for a job as a CEO of a big company!

Ouyang Yun gave Zeng Wenjie two middle fingers, clearly unaware of how valuable the public toilets at this big city train station were.

Mu Qingyang happily slipped the coin onto her wrist, but then she was a little troubled. She already had too many accessories, and wearing another one would be a bit cumbersome.

“You can hang it on your desk in your dorm room,” Zeng Wenjie said.

"Hmm, hmm, hmm!" Mu Qingyang thought about it and felt that it made sense.

Her dorm room already has a wide variety of things, so one more coin won't make a difference.

There are advantages to a trip for two, and there are also advantages to a group of people. A trip with five people is very lively, with four girls chattering away non-stop.

When they came across a nice scenic spot, Zeng Wenjie would take out his camera to take photos of them together.

As I passed a clothing store, a loudspeaker was playing "Drifting to the North".

“Hey, your song! Dream trip, I left my hometown, yo yo yo~” Jiang Yu immediately started acting silly.

"Damn it, did they pay the copyright fee?" Zeng Wenjie's thoughts were utterly twisted and money-grubbing.

On the way, Zeng Wenjie was recognized by people who invited him to take photos with them, which gave him the feeling that he had become a big star, and he felt great.

Ouyang Yun said, "The song 'Drifting to the North' is quite nice, it's a pity that Yi Jiacheng advanced, he's already the champion."

Zeng Wenjie coldly replied, "I don't have that much time to spend with them recording the show."

All four of them felt that he seemed to have grasped the air of a star. It seemed that the fans who asked him for photos along the way had made him a little arrogant.
I strolled along the streets of the ancient city, stopping frequently, and bought a box of pickled ginger. It was sour, spicy, and crunchy, and tasted excellent.

Every now and then you can walk from the main street to the riverbank along the path, and then walk along the river.

Walking through the ancient city is about seven or eight kilometers, but it's crowded and lively, so you don't feel tired at all.

Upon arriving at the street lined with inns, Zeng Wenjie told Mu Qingyang to randomly pick one that looked good and book a room.

Wushui County is a major tourist destination, and hotel prices are outrageously high during holidays.

Moreover, this inn is considered a boutique one, so a room costs 800 yuan.

Ouyang Yun and the others immediately turned serious. Then, Zeng Wenjie sneered, "Call me 'brother' one by one, and I'll pay for your hotel!"

"You big bastard!" Ouyang Yun cursed indignantly.

Jiang Yu bent two fingers and tapped the table with her knuckles, saying, "Father!"

Zeng Wenjie burst out laughing instantly. Jiang Haiwang really doesn't care about formalities!

Zeng Wenjie paid the money, which made the three gossipy sisters a little embarrassed. They had insisted on coming with Mu Qingyang, but when they arrived, they found that the house prices were outrageous and they were short of money.

Zeng Wenjie's witty remark eased the awkwardness somewhat.

"The price is so expensive!" Niu Fangfang said, only then realizing the situation.

"That's how it is during holidays; on weekdays, the price is at most two or three hundred," Zeng Wenjie said.

Ouyang Yun said, "Isn't this the entrepreneurial opportunity that Cao Feng has been pursuing? Let him open a hotel in the scenic area."

Zeng Wenjie asked, "Is Emperor Cao Feng still pursuing Chu Qingbai?"

Ouyang Yun said, "Yes, he is diligent and persistent, but Chu Qingbai doesn't pay much attention to him."

Zeng Wenjie shook his head. The fact that Emperor Cao Feng had thrown a pack of cigarettes at Chu Qingbai in the cafeteria that time exposed that she smoked.

Given this, it would be strange if Chu Qingbai still gave him a second glance.

After entering the inn and finding their rooms, Zeng Wenjie said, "We'll meet downstairs at six o'clock. Don't be late, and we'll go eat together."

Everyone had been walking since getting off the train and was a bit tired, so we planned to rest in our rooms for a while before gathering for dinner.

After throwing the bag back into the room, Zeng Wenjie went straight to Mu Qingyang's room.

That's the downside of having a lot of people; he and Mu Qingyang had to book two rooms. After all, little Mu's skin wasn't as thick as it used to be.

"The scenery in Wushui County is so beautiful." Mu Qingyang had already taken off her shoes and socks, and was sitting barefoot on the bed relaxing, exclaiming.

Looking out the window of the room, you can see the river and the opposite bank; the scenery is indeed quite beautiful.

Zeng Wenjie said, "The scenery is even better at night. Every household will light up with colorful lights, making for great photos."

Mu Qingyang said, "We must take more night scene photos. I bought a big photo album and I want to fill it up."

Zeng Wenjie sat down next to her and saw that she was rotating her ankles, so he offered to give her a foot massage.

Walking such a long way is quite tiring.

"Your technique seems to be no worse than that of a real technician?" Mu Qingyang couldn't help but ask.

Just kidding, this is the result of two lifetimes of experience, from massaging feet hundreds and thousands of times.

Moreover, Mu Qingyang's small feet were delicate yet plump, fair and smooth, and quite comfortable to pinch.

Zeng Wenjie said, "My hourly rate is very high, eight hundred yuan per hour, boss, do you want to take my time?"

Mu Qingyang leaned against the pillow and laughed, saying, "I haven't been this happy in many years. It turns out that happiness is really quite simple."

"That's because you met me, that's why you're so happy," Zeng Wenjie said smugly.

"It's a good thing I met you!" Mu Qingyang smiled sweetly.

After a while, the two sat on the sofa chairs on the balcony, enjoying the breeze and the scenery. Zeng Wenjie took out a cigarette, and Mu Qingyang quickly lit it for him.

“In the evening, you can also take a pleasure boat to tour the ancient city, starting from here and going downstream, and then coming back,” Zeng Wenjie gestured.

"You've done a really thorough research!" Mu Qingyang said.

"Of course! I've put in a lot of effort to make sure you have fun and enjoy yourself!"

"Mmm, thank you!"

Zeng Wenjie smoked a cigarette, leaning lazily back in his chair, and he seemed unusually relaxed.

Mu Qingyang said, "Grandma called me yesterday and said that the ancestral house is being renovated, and we can go there to celebrate the Lunar New Year this year. Then, the houses on the old street will be renovated next year."

Zeng Wenjie said happily, "It's only because you can persuade the two elders of Xuanming. If it were me, I'm afraid even if I talked myself hoarse, it wouldn't be of any use."

Mu Qingyang blushed slightly and rolled her eyes at him. Although he had managed to persuade him, the excuse he used was... all about marriage!

"Speaking of which, when you were being manipulated at home, you didn't even try to fight back? You're a martial artist, yet you have such a good temper?" Zeng Wenjie suddenly asked.

Mu Qingyang was taken aback after hearing this, and then said, "I was young at the time, and what happened to my grandmother has always made me feel very guilty. I often think, if I hadn't been so greedy back then, would the outcome have been different?"

Zeng Wenjie reached out and patted her head, saying, "So, do you have the courage to go back and face those who hurt you?"

Mu Qingyang glanced at him and asked, "Why would I go back? I think my home is fine as it is!"

She has come to regard Zeng Wenjie's home as her own; for her, this is perhaps the real home, a place that makes her feel warm.

In the south of the Yangtze River, it was just a cold, impersonal house, where all one could feel was the coldness of reinforced concrete.

Zeng Wenjie nodded, but some people who did such things to hurt her should always pay the price.

In her past life, Mu Qingyang chose to shout "Robert" on the rooftop. Although that will definitely not happen in this life, shouldn't she do something for him? Besides, she had already made a promise with Ninth Master!

Ninth Master is very strong in terms of personal martial arts, but in the end he is just an outsider.

"I really want to bring Grandpa Xie to our new home for the New Year," Mu Qingyang said longingly. "But he's a loner, so I doubt he'd agree."

Zeng Wenjie opened his mouth, but still didn't tell her the specifics of Xie Jiu's situation.

Instead, he was thinking of finding an opportunity to give her the bank card that Xie Jiu had given him, and perhaps at that time, she would naturally understand.

"Let's make up a beautiful story."

Zeng Wenjie thought to himself, otherwise, Xiao Mu would be very, very sad.

We rested in the room until six o'clock, then went downstairs together to meet up.

Jiang Yu looked at Zeng Wenjie with a mocking expression and said, "You can't even spare this little bit of rest time?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Jiang Haiwang, can you please stop thinking of everyone as filthy as you?"

Jiang Yu wrinkled her nose dismissively and said, "Anyway, if I were a man, I definitely wouldn't let any opportunity slip by."

"Get lost." Niu Fangfang shoved her away with her buttocks, stopping her from saying anything more.

Jiang Yu changes boyfriends frequently, and her QQ keeps buzzing non-stop every night. Her record is handling five chat windows at once, which is absolutely insane.

Ouyang Yun looked at Zeng Wenjie expectantly and asked, "What are we having for dinner? Please give me your food recommendations!"

Zeng Wenjie laughed and said, "If you live near the mountains, you should eat from the mountains; if you live near the water, you should eat from the water. Of course, we should eat grilled fish! After eating grilled fish, we can enjoy the night view, take a boat tour of the ancient city, find a small bar on the shore to have a couple of drinks, and finally go back to the hotel to rest."

So Zeng Wenjie found an old restaurant and ordered two dishes: grilled fish with tofu and grilled fish with vegetables, along with some side dishes.

Then, he looked at Mu Qingyang and said, "Please eat slowly, you glutton. If you get a fishbone stuck in your throat again, our entire plan will be ruined."

"Wow, Mu Mu is really stupid, she actually got a fishbone stuck in her throat. I just... uh... cough cough cough..." Jiang Yu was mocking her when her expression suddenly changed.

Mu Qingyang immediately gloated, "Who's stupid? You got shot, didn't you? Hurry up and take a taxi to the hospital."

After saying that, she became a little worried and said, "Is it serious? I'll go with you."

Jiang Yu put down his chopsticks, burst into laughter, and said, "Just kidding."

Niu Fangfang couldn't help but hit her on the head with her chopsticks and scolded, "You made me worry about you too! I think you've learned seven-tenths of Zeng Wenjie's dog-like ways."

Mu Qingyang pouted in dissatisfaction and said, "Calling you Jiang Haiwang is indeed correct. It's one thing to lie to other boys, but you even lie to your own best friend."

“A playful lie can enhance our sweetheart relationship,” Jiang Yu said, winking.

"Pah, you little bitch Huizi, you're full of nonsense." Ouyang Yun sneered.

Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but laugh, saying, "If Shi Jing were here, he'd be so angry with you guys that he wouldn't be able to eat. He's already mastered Chinese, and he's even pursuing further studies in Zhongyuan Province!"

The grilled fish tasted great, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with delicious meat. The tofu grilled fish was on the spicier side, while the vegetable grilled fish was even more fragrant.

Mu Qingyang ate three bowls of rice in one go, and then soaked a fourth bowl of rice in the broth from the tofu and grilled fish, eating with great satisfaction.

Not only the grilled fish, but even the side dishes were delicious.

When I checked out, the price was quite reasonable; it cost a little over two hundred yuan in total.

When I came out of the restaurant, it was almost dark. The colorful lights of the entire ancient city were lit up, and looking across the river, the lights stretched out in a dazzling display.

"This night view is absolutely stunning!" Ouyang Yun exclaimed. "It would be so romantic to come here for a date."

Zeng Wenjie immediately sneered.

Ouyang Yun suddenly felt awkward, coughed twice, and said, "It would be even more romantic if you brought your friends along to enjoy such a beautiful night view while you were on a date here!"

Jiang Yu covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "Yunzi, you'd better stop talking, or Zeng Wenjie will instigate Mu Mu to throw her into the river."

Niu Fangfang slowly said, "I went back to my room and immediately went to confess to the Old Man of the Moon."

Ouyang Yun said unhappily, "How many times have I told you, don't call me that like Zeng Wenjie, call me class monitor!"

"Wow, you're really obsessed with official positions. Even though we're not in school anymore, you still expect us to address you by your titles," Jiang Yu laughed.

Zeng Wenjie pulled Mu Qingyang under the streetlight and said, "Stand like this, turn to the side, and look over there. I'll take a picture of you."

After posing as instructed by Zeng Wenjie, a photo was taken.

This photo has a slightly artistic feel, and paired with the stunning night view, it's very beautiful. The scenery is beautiful, and the person is even more beautiful.

In a hotel room not far away, Zeng Mi was sitting on the balcony with an easel in front of her.

She looked at the five people under the streetlight not far away, and could even faintly hear their laughter and conversation.

Then, she picked up her paintbrush and began to draw quickly on the paper.

What she drew was that street lamp by the bridge. The people standing under the street lamp were not five people, but a younger version of herself. She was standing sideways in the same pose as Mu Qingyang just now, and Zeng Wenjie was taking pictures of her next to her.

By the time she finished perfecting the details of her painting, the people under the streetlights had already left for their next stop.

Then, Zeng Mi looked at her painting and smiled with a hint of satisfaction.

Fortunately, humans possess imagination, and imagination can make up for many shortcomings.

"Ah~"

Finally, she couldn't help but sigh softly, her feelings becoming a mix of emotions.

Wang Xiaobo put it more casually: once you've made a choice, don't regret it.

But in this vast sea of ​​people, how many people possess his talent and temperament, and can remain without regret?
Zeng Mi peeled off the painting, intending to frame it and display it in the small teahouse.

She suddenly had a lot of inspiration and began to seriously draw skins for some tragic female characters in "Heroes of the Three Kingdoms", such as Yu Ji, Zhaojun, Li Shishi, and Chen Yuanyuan.

Then, she couldn't resist making a phone call to bother Zeng Wenjie.

"Where is it?" she asked.

“Wushui County,” Zeng Wenjie answered truthfully.

“It’s a beautiful place,” Zeng Mi said.

After hanging up the phone, she smiled, as if they had been together.

At this moment, I somewhat understood Feng Xiao's open-mindedness and clarity.

(End of this chapter)