The soft and elegant blue calico, together with the small bridges and flowing water, the green willows and red peaches, the faint smoke of tea, and the gentle playing and singing of string strings, together constitute the unique charm of Jiangnan.
That was the first time I saw him. The graceful beauty has always been unforgettable to me. It was not just her appearance in the sky, but her fresh and refined temperament.
Later I found out that the man was Jiang Jinrun, the son of the richest man in Jiangnan. Everyone in Jiangnan knew that his father, Jiang Jinze, was loyal to the imperial court. Although his family had been a businessman for generations, the brocade silk was used as tribute to the emperor and concubines, so he had some contact with the imperial officials.
Well, I still listen to what our family Er Gouzi said. In fact, his name is not Er Gouzi, his real name is Li Renzhen. I forgot his real name several times, and I remember that every time he would say to me with a red face: "You rotten person, you will get angry if you call me that again." But I like to call him that. We grew up playing with him, so we are not close friends of life and death, at least we are still good friends. So many years have passed since I shouted. My father and mother died early, and I was entrusted to their family. It's almost like Qingqing sold me, but I really like his family. Er Gouzi's mother has also left, leaving only his father and Er Gouzi, and now I am the third man.
My name is Qiao Ran. They left me nothing but a shabby house and this name.