After leaving Li Shu's restaurant, Song Baiyu went home and changed into a new set of clothes before heading straight to the flower and grass market in Nancheng District.

  After half a month of tempering his bones, Song Baiyu found that ordinary Chinese medicinal materials no longer had an obvious effect on tempering his bones. He should find some medicinal materials with stronger effects. However, he had already visited all the Chinese medicine shops in Jinyang City and hadn't found any better materials. It seemed that he needed to take a trip to the provincial capital or other big cities.

  After the big victory in today's trial, Song Baiyu was very pleased. He knew that this happiness came from his own hard work and cultivation. If he hadn't spent the past half month in seclusion, he would probably have been bullied by those thugs today if it were still the him from half a month ago. Of course, he could think of ways to deal with them afterwards, but that wasn't Song Baiyu's preferred method.

  Song Baiyu walked around the flower and grass market, found many potted plants for sale, but couldn't find any medicinal herbs at all. Helpless, he decided to go to the old city area to try his luck.

  The main urban area of Jin Yang City is also known as the new city district, which was developed only ten years ago. To the south of the main urban area, there is an old city district. Song Baiyu rarely goes to the old city district, he always thinks it's dirty and smelly, and doesn't like going there. However, after entering the old city district, Song Baiyu surprisingly found that the old city district at night was even more lively than the new city district.

  The streets in the old town are paved with large stone slabs, occasionally with potholes, which adds a sense of historical weight to the streets. The storefronts on both sides of the street are mostly made of wood or green brick walls, giving off an ancient charm. Along the entire street, most of the facades look similar, only the shop names above the doors are different. There are shops selling rice cakes, spicy hot pot, and fire pots, with loud hawking sounds in front of each store. Some stores have even set up tables at the entrance, not only to attract customers but also to create a lively atmosphere.

  Walking on the street with bright lights, listening to various shouts in his ears, and smelling the tempting meat fragrance from his nose, Song Baiyu couldn't believe that the old town's evening was even more lively than the new town.

  Suddenly, a watch repair stall caught Song Baiyu's eye and attracted his attention. To be precise, it was the owner of the watch repair stall that attracted Song Baiyu.

  The owner of the watch repair stall was tall and slender, with a delicate waist and a neck as long as Song Baiyu liked. She wore a snow-white blouse with pleats and a large turnover collar, her eyes were long and charming. Her skin was white and smooth, under the light, her pretty face was pale with a hint of red, which was very lovely.

  The owner of the watch repair stall is Su Tingting, one of Song Boyu's few friends in Jinyang City.

  On Su Tingting's repair stall, a self-made bell made from a piece of hardboard and a plastic bucket lid was hung everywhere. After Su Tingting's clever arrangement, it became a clock. Around the car being repaired, several wooden stools were placed, with seven or eight elderly people sitting on them, chatting and laughing, occasionally mentioning Su Tingting in their conversation.

  "Uncle, the repair fee and parts cost a total of 80 yuan. I received 100 yuan from you, so here's your change of 20 yuan." As Su Tingting spoke, she handed an old Japanese mechanical watch to an elderly man in front of her. The old man took the watch and began to adjust it on the spot.

  "Miss, thank you so much. I've worn this watch for over 30 years and taken it to many watch repair stalls. They all said my watch was too old and they couldn't find matching parts like the balance spring and pallet fork, so they couldn't fix it. I didn't expect your hands to be so skilled, and you actually fixed it in just a little over an hour."

  "Brother, it's not me exaggerating for this girl. There's no one on this street who has better craftsmanship than her. A few days ago, I had a broken wall clock that I was going to throw away, but she stopped me and fixed it in just three or five minutes. My wife praised her for several days!" An old lady sitting on a wooden stool next to the stall looked at Su Tingting with satisfaction and praised her.

  Su Tingting heard this, her beautiful eyes flashed, and she smiled sweetly: "Auntie, don't praise me anymore. We shouldn't let this gentleman laugh at us for praising our own family members."

  "Haha, family member, I love hearing that! This girl is so sweet-tongued, she treats everyone like family. If my own son were lucky enough to marry you, I'd die with a smile on my face..." The old lady's wrinkles smoothed out as she smiled, and the others around the repair stall burst into loud laughter.

  "Ah, Song Dage, how did you end up here?" Su Tingting's eyes inadvertently swept to Song Boyu standing on the side with a faint smile, and she couldn't help but greet him warmly, her eyes flashing with a hint of surprise, and her entire person seemed to radiate an enticing glow.

  "Ting Ting, business is good, huh." Song Baiyu smiled and nodded at Su Tingting, his eyes shining with warmth. When he was with Su Tingting, his mood would involuntarily become more relaxed.

  A group of old men and women were joking with Su Tingting, but unexpectedly, Su Tingting suddenly ignored them and warmly greeted a young man. They became curious and took turns sizing up Song Boyu. As seasoned veterans, they quickly discovered that something was off about the two young people, and so they had a new topic to discuss.

  "Ting Ting, I said why introduce so many boys to you, but you don't like any of them. It seems like someone is already in your heart."

  "Ting Ting, hurry up and introduce your boyfriend to us. If he hadn't found his way here, you'd probably still be keeping him a secret from us."

  “……”

  Seeing these old men teasing Su Tingting and bringing themselves along, Song Boyu's face turned red. What made him wonder was that Su Tingting didn't explain herself when faced with these rumors, but quickly cleaned up the tools on her repair stall with both hands, saying in a crisp voice: "Everyone, he is Song Boyu, a police officer from the City West Police Station. I have something to do today and will close my stall early, come back another day."

  When she said that, those people made an even bigger fuss.

  "The police are great, look at this young man, so spirited, still holding an iron rice bowl, Tingting is so lucky!"

  "Our family's Tingting isn't bad-looking either, a golden boy and jade girl, they're simply a match made in heaven."

  "Go ahead, Ting, your boyfriend is important, you should spend more time with him."

  “……”

  Although these old men were teasing Su Tingting one by one, they were very understanding and reasonable. One by one, they stood up and made way for the bench, with some even helping Su Tingting to put away the benches. It turned out that these benches were specially prepared by Su Tingting to provide a place for passersby to rest, while also adding to the popularity of the repair stall.

  Su Tingting quickly put everything away, then a pair of black eyes glanced at Song Boyu, while Song Boyu was already being scolded by the old men and women, not daring to say a word. At this time, he was stared at by Su Tingting's talking eyes, and he immediately understood what she meant, walking to the front of the repair car to help Su Tingting push it.

  After doing this, Song Baiyu only realized that by cooperating with Su Tingting like this, he was no different from acknowledging the teasing of those old men and women earlier. He felt even more strange in his heart. However, at this time, he clearly couldn't get off the tiger's back, it was impossible to let Su Tingting push the cart herself, otherwise she would probably be drowned by the saliva of those few old people, so he could only grit his teeth and push the repair car quickly away.

  "Alright, kiddo, I'm leaving Tingting to you now. Don't bully her, okay?" Just as Song Boyu let out a sigh of relief, thinking he had escaped that terrifying place, a loud and clear voice reached his ears again, causing him to stumble and almost fall to the ground.

  Su Tingting saw Song Boyu's predicament, she squatted on one side holding her belly in laughter, and no longer had the ladylike image from earlier when they were at the repair stand.