Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

After seeing off the guests, Grandma Yan immediately pulled Yan Qinghua into her room, while Yan Qinghua was still confused.

"What do you think of Chen Xiucai?"

There was no mincing words about her daughter, and Yan Qinghua was stunned for a moment.

"How about what? It must be good! Didn't you see that even Dean Gao spoke for him?"

"Mom is asking you, do you like it?"

Grandma Yan was a little anxious and poked her stupid daughter with her fingertips. For the first time, she felt that her daughter was so stupid and she didn't know who she was following.

"~~ Mom, what are you talking about? I have to be impressed by others, so I have to be impressed by others." After saying this, he reacted, blushed, turned around and ran to his room.

Fu Bao quickly followed in, fearing that his little aunt would be too worried, so he said to his aunt seriously: "Uncle Chen has taken a liking to my little aunt."

"Fubao~"

When Yan Qinghua heard this, he simply buried his head in the quilt: This kid, how can he speak so straightforwardly!

Fubao: ~~That’s what Grandma Chen said. Why doesn’t my little aunt believe it?

What else doesn’t Grandma Yan understand about Yan Qinghua’s appearance? In fact, she paid special attention to Chen Xiucai during the meal and felt that he was indeed interested in her daughter.

Grandma Yan had an idea in her mind. When she walked out of the house, she saw several daughters-in-law looking at her with smiles.

Knowing that these foxes had noticed the signs, they pretended to be surprised and said: "Why are you laughing? Let's wait to add makeup to my sister-in-law!"

Turning around and entering the study room, Yan Yongning must be familiar with this classmate. The old man must have an idea after discussing it with him for so long.

"Chen Jichang got fifth in the exam this time. If nothing goes wrong, he should have no problem taking the exam next year. He just doesn't talk too much, he has a good temper and is very upright."

"Isn't this just right? I was worried that he would have a bad temper and would have a head-on confrontation with Tsinghua! Tsinghua has not suffered in the past with this temper."

"I think it's okay. As long as Tsinghua University is willing, let them hire me as soon as possible. But I'm afraid it will take a little longer to get married. I shouldn't go beyond your eldest brother.

You, the fourth child, are also very old. If there is someone you like, I will let you know as soon as possible. Or what kind of girl you want to marry, I will ask the matchmaker to find her. "

Grandma Yan was so happy that she kept talking for a long time without giving him and his father a chance to interrupt.

"Mom, don't worry about me. If you have time before the end of next year, let Tsinghua marry you first! I will make the decision on my own affairs. I will start a career first and then a family. Anyway, you don't lack grandchildren."

Hearing that her son still wanted to tease her, Grandma Yan was so angry that she slapped him.

"What are you kidding about? You are you, and the eldest brother is the eldest brother. We have to become biological parents before we can rest assured. No matter how late the New Year is, you have to look at each other."

Yan Yongning quickly winked at his father for help.

"I think what the fourth child said is right. Your eldest brothers all marry blindly. You can choose someone who likes you. It's not too late to marry after passing the imperial examination."

"It's up to you. Anyway, I'm relieved that the Tsinghua matter has been settled. It's your turn next time."

Grandma Yan is also the mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law today. The more she looks at her, the more she likes him. Who would have thought that Tsinghua University could choose such a good one? Now I was only thinking about how to send a message to Mrs. Chen, so I had no time to pay attention to the father and son. It seemed that I didn't see them winking.

In fact, she also felt in her heart that now that her children are promising, it would not be too late for a boy to get married two years later, and he might be able to marry a young lady by then.

dusk.

In Zhuangzi outside the capital, Jiao Zhongjue sat quietly at the bluestone table behind the courtyard, thinking a lot.

He remembered that three years ago, there was a thin drizzle of rain in the sky, as if his mother was caressing his face.

"Mother, where are you?" He murmured softly, very sadly. His mother was lying in a family grave not far away, very close to him, yet very far away.

My mother's head was covered with blood, but she smiled at him with all her strength and said, "Don't be afraid, Jue'er, my mother will be watching you from the sky. I hope you grow up healthy and live the life you love in the future." Raise children and share a family."

At that time, he knew that his mother was already in a dying state. He seemed to want to say something to him, but he exhausted his last strength and did not say anything.

His eyes were filled with tears. He did not cry, but nodded gently to reassure his mother. He did not want her to leave with worry and sadness.

But at that time, his cruel father was not present, and later it was discovered that he was still nestled in the gentle home of his concubine.

Marry a wife, have children and grow old together? Who will you marry last? He had never thought about this, but he desperately wanted to have relatives.

During the years in Prince Yao's palace, he had almost no contact with girls of the same age except his concubines and concubines, and he had never enjoyed any warmth except his mother.

But those days in Peach Blossom Village were the most relaxing and comfortable for him. Fubao's smile and concern, even giving him a lollipop, could temporarily clear away the haze in his heart and warm his heart. heart.

And that family gave him deep love, and that was the feeling of home he wanted.

In order to prevent Prince Yao from discovering any clues about him, Zimo's weekly letters to him were all sent via carrier pigeons. They were just a thin piece of paper, and the records were only a few words.

The pieces of paper were all about Fubao. Knowing that Fubao was going well and living a happy life was the only thing he was happy about. Thinking about it, he felt that Fubao was still by his side.

Although the Zhuangzi where he is now is not small, it is already very crowded with just the guards his uncle originally left for him, as well as the people who later found and bought it. The location is quite remote, but he does not dare to make too much noise. There is a big movement, otherwise not only Yaojun's palace, but also the emperor may be alarmed.

The cave Zimo discovered on Auntia Mountain made him a little excited. The sky is huge. If there are multiple strongholds, he can see Fu Bao more often in the future.

For his future development, the current number of people is far from enough, and he must plan for it slowly. He has his own ideas, but for safety reasons, he cannot convey too much information.

Dalang will arrive in the capital in the next year, and Grandpa Yan will definitely be able to come with him. Some of his plans can only be implemented with their support.