Chapter 22: Encounter is fate

The sky was bright, the rising sun lazily rose from the east, slowly climbed up to the horizon, emitting a faint light, warming the town.
Yizhou North Street, Mofu gate.
"Is it okay, Yin Shi has passed, Li Yan has waited for a while." Mo Yifeng stood at the door of Mo Fu, looked up at the sky, came here for a few years, and finally learned how to look at the sky. Already.
"Okay, come." Xinru trot out all the way, a green smoke gauze loose flower skirt, tied a large bow with a soft silk tobacco waist around the waist, the hair was held up by the golden jade butterfly, and there was Bamboo basket, lively and pretty.
"Come on." Mo Yifeng was impatient and waited, grabbed Xin Ru's hand, and ran. What shall I say when I see Li Yan? It looks like he will be half an hour late, but it was him who asked him out to play, would he wait for him for half an hour?
At the foot of Shengtu Mountain, people have been going up one after another. Every year, everyone pays great attention to the peach blossom festival. They brought their family members to Shengtu Mountain early. If it is too late, it will certainly not occupy a good position.
The only teahouse at the foot of the mountain was overcrowded. Many late-coming tourists had to stand and sip a few sips of tea before going up the mountain.
"Mo Yifeng, is he here or not?" At the corner of the tea house, Xiaorui was sitting on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, and Mo Lao was sitting on his left. "Will we play with us?"
Li Yan and his party waited for nearly half an hour at the foot of the mountain, but still did not see Mo Yifeng's shadow, so they sat and waited in the teahouse on the side.
"Here it is." Li Min looked at the front, raised the ivory folding fan in his hand, and pointed straight ahead. He was wearing a snow-white silk robe, with a gold and black jade belt on his waist, and holding a fan of landscape ink painting. He could see that he had specially dressed today and sat beside Mo Lao.
Li Ye looked ahead and saw Mo Yifeng wearing a blue and blue brocade with an indigo cloth belt around his waist. The simple and simple dress on Mo Yifeng looked noble. He led Xin Ru and ran quickly. Both were The sweat was dripping, and because of the anxiety of running, Xin Ru's basket almost fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Mo Yifeng quickly took the basket in his wife's hand, held her, and continued to trot.
"Oh, boss Mo is really noble!" Li Yan said sneerly at the beginning.
When Mo Yifeng heard it, she was very polite to Bai Xinru. If it wasn't for her grind, she tried all the clothes and jewellery, how could she be late! On weekdays, when I went out to play with myself, I didn't see her so positively.
Seeing Mo Yifeng cast a resentful look, she shyly lowered her head to the front of her chest.
In the face of Li Zhi's ridicule, he did not have a slight embarrassment, as usual, "Brother Li forgive me, Yi Feng, as the host today, specially asked the insiders to make some pastries for you personally, so it was delayed."
"Brother Li? When did you and I start to call brothers and brothers, why don't I know?" Li Yan looked at him with an eyebrow, obviously looking for differences!
"Yes, there was an old friend who told me that meeting must be a kind of fate, that is, fate. You and I should treat each other as friends. Yesterday at the hospitable residence, Brother Li saved the next life, and I felt like a friend It may be a bit alienated, and the applied brothers are more appropriate. It shows my sincerity. "Mo Yifeng said humblely and eloquently.