Please sign for your missing male ticket [Liao Zhai]

13

If it's nothing serious, I can hold hands with Mao Ji humming a ditty, and drag the progress bar to the night when Mao Ji and I got married, but, no.I can only pull the progress bar to a spring three years later and a few months.

The heart of spring is sprouting, spring.

When Mao Ji and I were still at the stage of innocence that was unclear and chaotic, that sister Zhang Suhua, who was half an hour older than me, directly fell in love with someone else.

...Speaking of which, I have to bear more than half of the pot of puppy love.But then again, there seems to be no such extinct nature as "puppy love" in ancient times.

The situation at that time was like this. Miss Zhang, who was extremely restrained, could only come to play with my younger brother except for playing with the maids in her courtyard.

——I seriously suspect that she came here to seek opportunities to contact Mao Ji under the guise of looking for me to play with.

Unfortunately, that day, Zhang Suhua who came to our hospital didn't see Mao Jier or me. What she saw was Liu Ziqian who made an appointment to come to Zhang's house to find me.

When I entered the room, I saw Zhang Suhua hurrying out with her head down, while Liu Ziqian was standing in the room with a face of embarrassment and was at a loss for what to do.Looking at Liu Ziqian's expression, I thought he was at a loss because he felt the abruptness of Zhang Suhua, but now that I think about it, he was at a loss, it was clearly the beginning of love.

It's my fault, I thought they were all twelfth-year-old brats, so I didn't think deeply about it.But in ancient times, Twelve and Thirteen were not small.

Liu Ziqian is a friend Mao Ji and I made in the study.Liu Ziqian, good-looking and good-natured, has a simple and honest personality, to be honest, he is still the son of a wealthy businessman born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

Friends, do you hear his question?Honest and honest, the son of a wealthy businessman.

Another name, the boy who spreads wealth.

If it can be spent and earned, that's fine, but the problem is that Liu Ziqian knows nothing about business.If you can't make money, you can become an official, but Liu Ziqian's reading is at the same level as mine.

People, are good people.But not a good match.

I told Zhang Suhua over and over to dissuade her, but Zhang Suhua was still unshakable and brought a letter a few days later and asked me to give it to Liu Ziqian.

I seem to have become the Cupid who conveys the love between these two people.

Looking at the letter in front of me that was just delivered by Zhang Suhua's maid, I was so worried that I wanted to lose my hair.

A hand reached out and took away the letter in front of me. I followed that hand and looked up, and saw Mao Ji, who looked a little thin due to his rapid body growth.

... how much I miss that cute baby fat.

Mao Ji took out a book and put the letter in the book. I watched his movements in one go, bit my teeth, and said, "Let's not deliver letters to them in the future."

Mao Ji still put the book in the bookcase as if he didn't hear what I said.I had no choice but to grab Mao Ji's hand, hold his hand and take out the book again.

Mao Ji, whose hand was being held, didn't compete with me either. He flipped the book between his hands and switched from his left hand to his right.When the book went into the bookcase smoothly, he raised his eyebrows and looked at me.

I looked at the book in the bookcase, sighed, and let go of Mao Ji's hand.Mao Ji shook his hand back, and took my hand in his hand again.

"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse." Mao Ji's implication was to tell me not to worry about Liu Ziqian losing his family property.

"Besides," Mao Ji turned his head and turned to himself. "I'm still the son of a cowherd."

...Three years have passed, can't this sentence be reversed?

I patted Mao Ji on the shoulder and said loyally: "You are different. No matter how poor you are, I will live with you."

Mao Ji raised his eyelids and stared at my face for a while, and when he had seen enough like an old man, he said, "I am different to you, and Liu Ziqian is also different to your sister."

The lid of the bookcase was closed in response. I looked at Mao Ji and asked, "Do you particularly enjoy the feeling of leading a wife who has never married?"

"My unmarried wife..." Mao Ji's hand holding me increased his strength instantly, and he opened his thin lips slightly, waiting for me, who is holding my breath to listen to him, to be deprived of oxygen Suddenly, he let go of his hand, left me a meaningful smile, turned and left the room.

…To tell the truth, what’s the matter if you’re half-sexy and not at all @不过门的妻子毛基学习

14

As the days passed, so did the study.

Liu Ziqian leaned beside me and read Mao Jimo's article written during his college exam. After reading it for a long time, he shook his head and clicked his tongue a few times, sighing: "I don't quite understand the meaning of this article."

I nodded to agree, then glared at Liu Ziqian, and said, "You can't do business, you can't study, what are you going to marry my sister with?"

Liu Ziqian was not angry either, he just smiled back and said, "We are the same."

...I'm so speechless.

After Mao Ji finished writing the article and put the pen on the pen mount, his eyes swept between Liu Ziqian and me.He walked to the stage with the newly written article, and said something meaningful while walking. "It's still different."

"What's different?" Liu Ziqian chased after Mao Ji, wanting to hear Mao Ji explain to him.I looked at the backs of those two people, expressing that I didn't want to understand the deep meaning of Mao Ji's words.

As soon as Mao Ji put the article on the stage, the master came in.When Liu Ziqian saw his master enter the door, he immediately stopped asking what was different.Liu Ziqian lifted his foot and turned, sat back on his seat and became a quail.

After Mao Ji saluted his master, he turned around and walked to the seat next to me to sit down.When my master was concentrating on Mao Ji's article, I poked Mao Ji secretly.Mao Ji turned to look at me, I winked at him, then stroked my unnecessary beard, nodded and mouthed: "Wonderful, wonderful."

Following my mouth shape, the master on the stage also dubbed the sound for me vigorously.

I gritted my teeth, then shook my head again, and said, "What a pity, what a pity."

Unsurprisingly, what the Master will say next is also this sentence.

Mao Ji smiled lightly, and bent his two fingers, trying to blow my brains out. I shrank my neck back to hide, but was caught by the master. "Zhang Erxi, what are you doing! Learning to live in one place, and learning to do it, but being in the same mud and cloud as Mao Ji, aren't you ashamed!"

From the corner of my eye, I looked at Mao Ji, who was sitting upright and seemed to be a normal person, and I felt ashamed.Ashamed of not letting my master see Mao Ji's true face.

After the master trained me, he read Mao Ji's article and began to explain it. This situation is exactly the same as Mao Ji's first time when he failed the child's examination.

Mao Ji's identity as a genius child is beyond doubt.But before being a child, one more attribute might have to be added—bad luck.

When Mao Ji was 11 years old, he listened to his master's words and went to participate in the Tongsheng Examination.Mao Ji's prefectural examination in the Tongsheng Examination was smooth sailing, but when it came to the final college examination, something went wrong.

At the beginning, after listening to Mao Ji's retelling of the test-taking essay, the master went to Zhang's house to congratulate Zhang's father on the same day. Unfortunately, the congratulations were over, and the joy was over. He failed in the college examination.

Empty joy.

Zhang's father and his wife thought that Mao Ji's talent and learning should not fail the list, but Mao Ji's name was not on the posted list.Others think that Mao Ji's luck is bad, but I think it's not the right time.In other words, it was Mao Ji who was smart enough to hang and beat the original male protagonist, and the original male protagonist who was hanged and beaten had not yet passed the childhood examination to become a scholar.

After explaining Mao Ji's article, the master left school.When Liu Ziqian saw that the master had gone out, he walked over with a piece of paper. On it, he recorded all the things he didn't understand after listening to the master's explanation.

Mao Ji followed the content on the paper, and I listened on the sidelines, recalling the scene when Brother Tang and Fu Lian were lecturing to me.

...It is clearly the same teaching style, why didn't I realize it at the time?

Liu Ziqian waited for Mao Ji to finish answering his questions, then suddenly smiled shyly at both of us, and pulled out a letter from his sleeve.I smelled the fragrance dyed on the letter paper, and deeply felt that youthful feelings are always poetry.

Mao Ji deftly put the letter in the book to prevent it from being folded.I interrupted Liu Ziqian who told me the name of the restaurant and let Mao Ji and I choose randomly, and asked, "Do you know that Mao Ji and my sister are engaged?"

"I know." Liu Ziqian put away the piece of paper that Mao Ji had written for him, and said, "Let's go to Chunfenglou. Your sister likes to eat the lotus leaf cake there."

... To put it bluntly.

15

Frankly speaking, I don't quite understand where Pu Songling gave Mao Ji the heroine halo.

When Liu Ziqian and I both passed the county examination with the rear of the car hanging, Mao Ji, he fell off the list of the third courtyard examination.

Fourteen.If he fails the list next time, Mao Ji will completely lose his reputation as a young man.

Squeezed into the crowd, I read the list over and over again. At the end, I let out all my strength and was pushed off the list.

Mao Ji only glanced at the list from a distance and then didn't look at it carefully. Now, he is standing in front of a notice next to the list, frowning and looking back and forth.

I glanced at the notice that only Mao Ji was reading, and with just one glance, I froze in place.

——That notice is the arrest warrant for Wang Erxi that I have seen.The text and portrait on it are exactly the same as the one I have seen.I actually transmigrated into the world with Wang Erxi and Ma Youtang again?

In this world, two me and two brothers appeared at the same time?

Pushed by the bustling crowd behind me, I staggered and almost fell.Mao Ji quickly supported me and looked at me two by two. We looked at each other without saying a word for a cup of tea, a stick of incense, maybe even longer.When I heard that our breathing was no longer so rapid, I heard Mao Ji say: "I seem to have seen this notice before."