The scumbag ran away from marriage, I remarried on the spot

In the summer afternoon, when the sun is at its strongest, the sun is scorching the earth.

Meng Jinyao was bored in the room, so she poured a cup of tea outside, and saw that the tea evaporated after a while. In this hot weather, if you set up an iron pot in the sun, you can probably fry the eggs without raising the firewood. .

She suddenly had an idea and thought of asking the maid to bring an iron pot over to test it out, so she mentioned it to Qingqiu.

Qingqiu advised: "Madam, this can definitely fry eggs. I don't think there is any need to test it. You are the wife of the Marquis, so it seems unsteady to do this."

Meng Jinyao felt that this statement was reasonable, so she gave up the idea, was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "My father's birthday seems to be coming soon."

Qingqiu remembered this matter. She was originally hesitant to tell her wife, but now she heard her mention it and asked, "My uncle's birthday will be in three days. Are you going to celebrate my uncle's birthday?"

Meng Jinyao gave an intriguing smile: "It's my father's birthday. As a daughter, I'm not marrying far away. How can I not go back to celebrate my birthday? Although my parents' family and I are not on good terms, we have not severed our relationship. If I don't go, it will be true. "

Qingqiu saw her smiling maliciously and asked, "Madam, you don't just want to celebrate my uncle's birthday, do you?"

Meng Jinyao's smile continued: "In addition to celebrating his birthday, I also want to see my good stepmother. Didn't you say she saw a ghost? I don't know how she is doing now."

Hearing this, Qingqiu understood her intention, which was to see how Sun was being tortured.

Meng Jinyao said warmly: "Qingqiu, go and choose a birthday gift for him."

Qingqiu asked: "Madam, what kind of birthday gift do you want?"

Meng Jinyao waved her hand nonchalantly: "It's casual. You don't have to choose carefully. Just get whatever you can."

Such a father is not worthy of her painstaking efforts in preparing a birthday gift for him. Just giving him a decent gift is just to save face.

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The next day.

Qingqiu lived up to her master's expectations and went to a clothing store outside to buy a set of clothes for a middle-aged man.

This is a set of dark green clothes embroidered with auspicious clouds. The fabric is Sichuan brocade. It doesn't look cheap, but in the eyes of dignitaries, it's just an ordinary set of clothes.

When Meng Jinyao saw the clothes she handed over, she was confused for a moment. She didn't understand what she was doing by giving her a set of men's clothes. It also looked a bit old-fashioned and would not be suitable for Gu Jingxi. She asked blankly: "Qingqiu, what does this mean?"

Qingqiu smiled and said: "Madam, it's my uncle's birthday in two days. You have always been filial and gave me clothes you made yourself as a birthday gift. I think my uncle will be very happy."

When Meng Jinyao heard this, she was suddenly enlightened, and then nodded with a smile: "Yes, it is not a problem for a daughter to give her clothes that she made herself on her father's birthday, but the size is correct, right?"

Qingqiu replied: "Don't worry about this. I have asked Aunt Qiao. Aunt Qiao is with Sun. My uncle's clothes were all prepared by Sun. Aunt Qiao must know the size."

"That's good. This is a good birthday gift. Qingqiu, you did a great job in this matter." Meng Jinyao smiled deeper and looked at the clothes, becoming more and more satisfied with them, "Well, not bad, I am good at embroidery. This The outfit is pretty good."

Qingqiu responded with a smile: "Madam has done a lot of things that were completed by geniuses, and her filial piety is a lesson."

"That is."

Meng Jinyao nodded repeatedly without any guilt. She felt that her father was not worthy of receiving such a precious birthday gift, so she felt that her father was not worthy of receiving such a precious birthday gift. The auspicious cloud pattern embroidered on it had a good meaning. An impeccable birthday gift for an elder.

At this time, Gu Jingxi returned from work.

Qingqiu heard the footsteps behind him, turned around and saw Gu Jingxi, and hurriedly saluted: "Well, Lord Marquis."

Gu Jingxi nodded and saw that the little girl was holding a set of clothes. He could tell that they were men's clothes without looking closely. The clothes looked new. In his memory, he did not have such a set of clothes. The set of men's clothes in the little girl's hands is probably for him?

Thinking this, Gu Jingxi was slightly stunned. This was the first time he had received the clothes prepared by his wife herself. Looking at the clothes, a subtle feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

He took a few steps forward, took the clothes from the little girl's hands and looked at them. Looking at the color and style, he was stunned again. This aesthetic did not match the little girl's. Although it was a bit old-fashioned, it still belonged to the little girl. He didn't dislike it.

Meng Jinyao smiled and asked, "Husband, what do you think of this outfit?"

Gu Jingxi looked at her and saw the little girl smiling brightly. Her bright Xing'er eyes were shining as she looked at him eagerly. Her eyes were astonishingly bright, like a child begging for praise from her elders. He coughed lightly and reminded her tactfully. : "Very good, but this dress will make you look too mature."

Although he is twenty-nine years old, he has never worn such old-fashioned clothes. In his opinion, this kind of clothes should be worn by people in their forties, and it would be too mature for someone in their thirties. If a person looks anxious, there is nothing wrong with that.

Meng Jinyao shook her head disapprovingly: "You are already old, so you should dress like this. Otherwise, why don't you dress like a young man and pretend to be young?"

How old?

When Gu Jingxi heard these four words, he felt as if he was struck by lightning. His usually calm and indifferent expression cracked a little bit, and he suddenly doubted life, and thought to himself: Is he really old?

Looking at the little girl's tender, slightly childish face, he felt depressed for a moment. Compared with the teenage girl, he was indeed old. Who in the know wouldn't say that they were an old couple and a young wife?

But even if he is nearly thirty years old, he should not dress like someone in his forties or fifties. You must know that Qi Yunwen, who is one year older than him, does not dress like this.

After all, it was the little girl's intention, and he didn't want to offend the little girl's good intentions, but he still had to say: "Madam, if you dress younger, you look younger, what do you think?"

After hearing this, Meng Jinyao thought deeply and felt that what he said was reasonable. She nodded slightly in agreement and said: "It seems that a person who is about to be thirty-five years old looks a little older, but rounding off, he is forty." Years old, can you wear it even if you make do?"

Gu Jingxi was stunned: "Thirty-five years old?"

Meng Jinyao nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, my father, your father-in-law, will have his thirty-fifth birthday in two days. I don't have a good relationship with him, so just give him a random gift to deal with it. Don't worry about it." She said and looked at him. He glanced at Gu Jingxi and said jokingly, "Who makes you so much older than me? My father is only five or six years older than you."

Gu Jingxi's expression froze: "Is this suit a birthday gift for my father-in-law?"

"if not?"

Meng Jinyao glanced at Gu Jingxi with strange eyes, and saw the man's expression was strange. The next moment, she thought of a possibility and asked hesitantly: "Husband, do you think this set of clothes is for you?"

Gu Jingxi: "..."