Mr. Zhao's sweet wife

She glanced at the flute in her hand, wishing she could give her head a blow, "Bai Zhihua, are you crazy, to do such a thing! And to lie, to blame! You have become a bad girl!"

She rinsed the flute clean the second time, and cried while washing, crying for being a bad girl, and finally put the flute aside and dared not touch it.

Originally, I wanted to play a piece of pure heart and asceticism, but as I played it, I turned to the piece I played with the piano last night.

The song has not been registered for copyright, and I feel embarrassed to register this kind of song, and I am even more embarrassed to let outsiders hear it, because she secretly picked up a name called "Chun Xin Dang".

After playing and playing, she lay on the bed, tossing and turning under the quilt, unable to fall asleep.

I don't know when, it feels like someone knocked on the door before dawn.

"What's the matter?" She got up in a daze and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was a neatly dressed Jiang Chen with a camera in his hand, "Painting on white paper, let's climb the mountain!"

"Oh, wait a minute~" Bai Zhihua closed the door and scratched his head, "Ah, I almost forgot!"

She hurriedly changed her clothes, and brought a white Hanfu, maybe she would have a chance to take another set.

But when she saw Jiang Chen in the living room, she suddenly realized, oops, why did he call her by the right name, why didn't he call her White Rabbit! ?

"That," Bai Zhihua still wanted to hide a few words, "I was cleaning the room last night, and suddenly passed out, and when I woke up, I heard you knocking on the door. I don't know what happened?"

"It is estimated that a certain personality came, did you leave a video?" Jiang Chen also cooperated.

"No, maybe the time is too short." Bai Zhihua lowered her head. When she said these words, she felt extremely uncomfortable. It feels really bad to lie.

Jiang Chen nodded, and didn't go into the details. It's just past four o'clock, and the time is still early. There are few cars on the road. You can reach the bottom of the mountain in half an hour, and then climb the mountain in an hour. You can reach the top of the mountain almost at sunrise.

"You're just wearing this? You didn't even have your hair done." Jiang Chen looked at the white paper painting of traveling in red, "Although Xiangshan is not difficult to climb, it's not safe for you with long sleeves and long skirts and embroidered shoes. "

"Hair can be done on the road, but it's not easy to change clothes on the mountain, right?"

"In this way, it's always convenient to change into sneakers when taking pictures."

"Yeah~" Bai Zhihua is very obedient, this is her first time climbing a mountain, she doesn't have much experience, thinking about it, she is a little excited.

The flashlight, clothes and shoes, braised egg sausage, water and camera that need to be brought are all in Jiang Chen’s bag. I’m afraid that if I go early, I won’t be able to buy food and drink on the mountain. Men are not afraid of being tired.

The blank paper painting was a little embarrassed, "Why don't you carry my clothes and shoes by yourself."

"It's all light and fluffy clothes, it doesn't weigh much, let's go."

After entering the elevator, Jiang Chen suddenly thumped when he saw himself and the white paper drawing in the mirror in the elevator.

It’s really that the demeanor and expression drawn on white paper are too similar to the ancients. If this red dress is made old again, good guy, a proper red-clothed female ghost!

It's only four o'clock in the morning, so it's still night.

Fortunately, the two of them managed to scare the underground parking lot without any danger. No one got on the elevator halfway. After all, it was still early, so I don’t know if anyone got off the elevator.

Jiang Chen walked faster to avoid bumping into people, and the white paper painting followed closely behind.

However, just as he was about to find his car, a yawning buddy walked up to Jiang Chen. He must have had a good time at the nightclub and had some drinks, his eyes were dark.

He saw the young man with the bag on his back, and the woman in the red dress behind her. The woman in the red dress had loose hair and followed Jiang Chen closely with small steps. Because the steps were too small, but the speed was not slow, he was in a trance. The blush turned into a flutter all of a sudden!
"Ah, ghost!" The young man howled and ran away, vowing that he would never come home so late again.

Seeing that he didn't hit the pillar, Jiang Chen felt relieved and started the car, "Let's go~"

"Am I scary?" The white paper painting on the car asked worriedly.

"You are not scary, there are ghosts living in someone's heart," Jiang Chen relieved her heart, "Hanfu is very popular among young girls now, and you can dress like this when you go out in the future, and the return rate is guaranteed to be 100%."

"I don't want such a high rate of turning heads. I'm already married." After saying this, Bai Zhihua fell silent.

Jiang Chen thoughtfully said, "If you're sleepy, you can squint for a while."

"It's okay, I went to bed early."

"You also wear ancient clothes when you sleep?"

"No, I changed into pajamas... ah!" Speaking of this, Bai Zhihua closed her eyes fiercely, it's over, it's revealed!
She sneaked a glance at Jiang Chen again, and seeing him holding back a smile, he must have known about her poor performance last night.

Bai Zhihua is not an uninhibited person, she gritted her teeth, "Just say what you want!"

Jiang Chen said, "Do I need to give you time to do your hairstyle?"

Well?Looking at the white paper painting, Jiang Chen seemed to have no intention of breaking it, and replied, "No, just do it while driving."

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the foot of Fragrant Hills, and the hair drawn on white paper was also done. It was slightly different from yesterday's, and it was still not very complicated. There were not many hair accessories used, and the hairstyle was in harmony with her image and clothing. As a whole, it is very harmonious.

When buying tickets, there was no one there. Jiang Chen felt a little strange. There are not many mountains in the capital. If you want to watch the sunrise, there are only a few options. Xiangshan is one of them, and it is closer to the city center. Why is there no one? .

The conductor's sister was a little speechless, "Didn't you read the weather forecast? It's raining this morning, and the sky is gloomy."

Jiang Chen looked up at the sky, but couldn't tell, "Sister, the most untrustworthy thing in the world is a man's mouth, and the second is the weather forecast, couple tickets, thank you."

"How can there be couple tickets for mountain climbing? Two adult tickets!" The single conductor angrily tore off the two tickets and prayed at the same time that it would rain in half an hour.

In half an hour, you can climb halfway up the mountain. If you go up, you can’t go up, and you can’t go down.
Jiang Chen turned on the light in front, and the white paper painting carefully followed behind, a little worried, "It won't really rain, right?"

"I think it's cloudy at best. It's almost autumn, there's not much rain, and I think there are still people ahead."

"It's good to have someone~" Bai Zhihua himself just frightened people as a ghost, but he is still a little timid.

"You'd better talk to me more, or else this outfit is so dark that it's easy to be misunderstood." Jiang Chen hehe.

"Then let me sing for you."

"Okay, what are you singing?" Jiang Chen was looking forward to it, since she can't sing for no reason because she is very good at playing and playing.

"For this atmosphere, I think "Mountain Ghost" is more suitable."

"Nine Songs Mountain Ghost?"

"That's right, I adapted Qu Yuan's article into a ballad, can you listen to it?"

"The ears have been washed."

"If someone likes the mountain..."

A roar came out, extremely sharp, many birds in the mountain were startled, and they flew up, and the climbers in front were even more startled, their feet softened, and they shouted "Who!?"

Jiang Chen hastily covered his mouth painted on white paper, and turned off the flashlight again, "Why is it such an accent?"

"Oh, Qu Yuan is from the state of Chu, that is, from the current Hubei Province, so my songs have some characteristics of local dialects, and some flavors of ancient sacrifices are integrated into them, so there is some absurdity..."

Jiang Chen suggested, "It's better not to sing anymore, this mountain ghost can easily recruit real ghosts, is there a more normal song?"

The blank paper painting thought for a while, then shook his head, "Why don't I blow it off~"

Jiang Chen suggested that she bring a musical instrument as a shooting prop. The guzheng is too heavy, the pipa is not light, and the erhu is too two. In the end, she chose the flute, and she took the wrong one when she left.

"Let's save some energy and chatter about homework." Jiang Chen said, how hard it is to blow that stuff.

Bai Zhihua thought for a while, "I don't have any homework, why don't you talk about your homework."

"mine?"

"Well," Bai Zhihua held back a question for a long time, "What's the relationship between your mother and your sister?"

"My mother is my sister's aunt, dear."

"Then your sister calls your father Dad?"

"My dad is my sister's real dad, so of course I have to call him Dad."

"Then your sister's mother?"

Jiang Chen said calmly, "My sister's mother is my mother's sister, my dear aunt. I have never met her, and she died when I was young."

"Then your father and your mother formed a new family?" Bai Zhihua exclaimed, isn't that with my sister-in-law!
Jiang Chen nodded, "Shortly after my aunt passed away, my grandparents also passed away unexpectedly. At that time, my mother was not yet an adult, and my sister was even younger. My father took my mother home, and he took care of my aunt. When he was working, my aunt could still take care of my sister..."

The white paper painting listened quietly, Jiang Chen smiled and said, "And then there will be me."

"Ah, why did you skip so much!" Bai Zhihua was a little dissatisfied. This is no different from the omission of [-] words written here. It is too much, and it all depends on the reader's imagination!

Jiang Chen smiled even more happily, and he didn't feel tired after carrying so many things, "I haven't participated in the middle things, how do I know, it's good if I know what happened after I was born."

"Then what happened after you were born?"

Jiang Chen took a handful of white paper to draw, "My sister married within a few years after birth, and then Qianqian was born, because my mother had a job at the time, so I was brought up by my sister for a long time , Eldest sister is like a mother, it is very suitable for me."

"No wonder you have such a good relationship with Qianqian."

"That is, I changed her diapers when she was a child."

"Oh, what are you talking about~" Bai Zhihua shyly punched Jiang Chen.

"Then do you have any impression of Qiao Qiao's adoptive parents?" Jiang Chen wanted to know more about Qiao Qiao.

"They are really nice people. I don't get along with them as often as Shanshan and Miaomiao, but they are both impressive," Bai Zhihua said, "Once it was my turn, I passed by a teahouse and heard Sichuan opera was being sung there, so I really wanted to go, I couldn’t even move my feet, the teahouse was quite high-end, it was considered a high-consumption place for us at the time, I dare not say that I wanted to go, but my mother saw it, and she looked at it from the clothes I took out the money that had been wrapped layer after layer, and let me go in and look at it alone, because one more person would cost one more penny.”

"Is it the face-changing Sichuan opera?" Speaking of this, the two saw a chair in front of them, and Jiang Chen pulled her to sit there to rest.

"Well, changing faces, and breathing fire," Bai Zhihua said, "I learned them all, but I didn't have props at the time, so I thought I could perform for them one day. After the first time I appeared, I bought the props and waited until the next time. They have passed away, and it is my regret not to be able to perform Sichuan Opera in front of them once."

Hearing Bai Zhihua's words, Jiang Chen wiped the water from her face, "Don't cry."

"I didn't cry~" the white paper said,
She wanted to cry, but she hadn't reached the top of her throat when she was interrupted by Jiang Chen's words.

However, Jiang Chen saw another drop of water appeared on the face of the white paper painting, "Damn, it's raining!"

Half an hour later, I just arrived halfway up the mountain, and it was raining here and now!

A certain salesperson's mouth was almost open, and he asked blankly, "Then what should we do now? Up or down?"

Jiang Chen recalled, "There seems to be no shelter from the rain on the way up, I remember there is a pavilion above, let's go!"

"Okay!" Bai Zhihua listened to Jiang Chen, they didn't bring umbrellas, they could only use Jiang Chen's coat to cover them, because the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was urgent and fierce!