The heroine of Quick Transmigration is wild and sassy

Chapter 198 Red Luan Star Extinction (8)

Father Gu shook his head again and again, "You're still young? You're about to get married when you're so unruly, how can you get a foothold in your husband's house?"

"Speaking of something bad, if she has no rules in her husband's house and doesn't understand etiquette, where will she save her father's face?"

When Gu Yunxiu heard this, he smiled sadly.

Yes, the father is such a person, selfish, even willing to sacrifice his daughter in exchange for the benefits he wants.

In vain she used to think her father treated her well, but now that she thinks about it, she is really naive.

Literacy, proficiency in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, it's just that her father wants to wrap her up more perfectly, in exchange for a good benefit.

Gu Yunqing followed Gu's father's logic to persuade: "Don't allow me to eat, what if the younger sister suffers from hunger and the Zhang family doesn't marry?"

"Brother, you..."

"Little sister is still too naive, you are just a lowly woman, how can you compare with the benefits in front of you?"

"After all, if my sister is gone, I can have it again, but if the money is wasted, it won't work."

Gu Yunxiu didn't expect her brother, who had always been kind to her, to say the same thing, and suddenly felt hopeless in life.

Turning her head to look at Gu's mother who had been silent all the time - her own mother.

With a trembling voice, he asked, "Mother, do you think so too?"

"Yun Xiu, don't blame your mother, if you want to blame it, blame yourself for being born in the wrong fetus..."

Gu Yunxiu covered his face and laughed softly, "Ha, ha ha ha..."

Her voice grew louder and louder, and finally turned into a long smile, laughing and crying again: "What is this? Then have I been living a joke all these years?!"

Gu's father stroked his beard, "Well... That's right, lock the young lady in the attic, and don't let her out until the day she is ready."

Gu Yunxiu was imprisoned in disguise.

But her expression was very numb, like a breathing puppet.

……

When Ye Ziheng arrived at the pavilion by the Moon Lake, the tea was already cold.

A few days later, the red makeup was ten miles away, and the drums were beating suona.The whole city knew about Miss Gu's marriage to Young Master Zhang.

……

Yin Jiu took a sip of tea, "And then? Is this gone?"

The storyteller looked at the bare seats that had already left, then looked at Yin Jiu who insisted on listening to the end, and sighed quietly: "The girl is from another place, right? I tell this story every day, and everyone is tired of hearing it. No one wants to listen to me anymore, and now that the show is over, there is no need for me to continue."

"I want to know the follow-up."

The storyteller seemed to be thinking about something, staring at a dark and blurred mass of nothingness.

"In the end, the scholar's old mother couldn't withstand the natural disaster and passed away due to illness."

"After the scholar buried his old mother, he bid farewell to that sad place. Later, he won the first prize and became famous in one fell swoop."

"Although that woman married a dude, the dude treated her well. The two had a pair of twins, and their lives were considered happy."

"The scholar worked so hard to get the top prize to gain confidence for himself and to be worthy of a woman, but in the end, his confidence came a little late."

"Things that come late have no meaning. A scholar gets an official position, finds it boring after a few years, and finally chooses to live in seclusion."

When saying these words, the eyes of the storyteller are like an ancient well, without waves or traces.

"I just occasionally think about it, if I went to the gazebo by the Moon Lake that night, what would it be like now?"

Watching the moon, delusional moon, forgetting the moon...

He murmured softly: "Childhood sweethearts, after all, can't match up with the right family, this is the reality."

Yin Jiu stood up from the chair, stretched his waist, and praised casually: "This story is good, and the tea is also good."

"Indeed."

As soon as the voice came out, Yin Jiu and the storyteller looked towards the corner of the teahouse together, and a woman in her early 30s appeared.

"Girl, I think you have just arrived here. I'm afraid you haven't found a place to stay yet? Do you want to come to live with me?"

Yin Jiu shook his head, "No need, I'll just stay in a hotel."

The woman shook her head and sneered, "How can an ordinary inn compare to my house?"

"I can say without exaggeration that only my inn is the best in the entire Chang'an City."

Yin Jiu nodded, "Thank you so much, but what does this have to do with me?"

"and……"

Yin Jiu looked at the bruises at the corners of the woman's eyes, "I'm afraid it's not peaceful on your side?"

Embarrassed, the woman let a strand of her hair fall to cover the bruises at the corners of her eyes, and smiled flirtatiously: "Hehe, you really like to joke, I knocked this on myself..."

Before the woman could finish her sentence, an unbearable voice came from outside the teahouse, interrupting the woman's words: "You little bastard, you really came out of the fence, and you always love this kind of place with three teachings and nine schools. Who do you want to hook up with?!"

Yin Jiu frowned slightly and looked at the person coming.

The person who came was dressed as a nouveau riche, with all kinds of silks and satins, brocade clothes and luxurious clothes all over his body. He wanted to let everyone know that he was rich.

The woman leaned down slightly and said, "Husband..."

The nouveau riche waved his sleeves, disgusted to the extreme, "Don't call me husband, I think it's cheap!"

"A chicken that doesn't lay eggs! I was really blind to redeem you from that wretched place!"

The woman seemed not to have heard it, her face was normal, and she still greeted her with a smile: "My husband seems to be very busy these days, why come to find me when you have time?"

"Don't worry about my business, anyway, I'm busy doing big things."

Women naturally know what they are busy doing.

But her face didn't show any displeasure, as if she had been wearing a mask.

The woman poured him a cup of tea, "How can I have the right to intervene in your husband's affairs, come, have a sip of tea."

The man snorted, drank the tea, but spit it out with a pop.

He slammed the cup on the ground, "Jinse! Are you a bitch trying to burn me to death?"

"Pour me this hot tea, are you thinking of taking my money to hook up with other wild men after I'm burnt to death?!"

Jinse poured him another cup of tea, and said softly, "Husband, calm down."

The man picked up the cup, this time tea.He was satisfied that it was neither cold nor hot, but he still cursed: "Didn't I do this earlier? I don't have the eyesight to see anything!"

"What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and go home, you always run out of the house, who do you want to hook up with?!"

Jinse turned her head and walked out of the teahouse, back home.

A group of women said obsequiously: "Madam..."

Jinse glanced at the bruises on their bodies, and frowned slightly, "Let's all have a good rest, I guess he will have to torment us again when he comes back."

"Yes……"

Jinse returned to the bed tiredly and lay down.

(End of this chapter)