The devil always wants to marry me

The woman sat lazily on the mahogany chair, tapped with one hand on the table without haste, and calmly raised her eyes to look at the girl kneeling on the ground.

There was a rustling wind, and the short black hair fell on her long and narrow phoenix eyes, covering her somewhat sharp beauty.

This woman...is the Su Qingshui I saw last time I was in a trance.As for the girl kneeling on the ground, Tang Zheng recognized it immediately.

In the information newspaper sent by the employer, there was a group photo of the descendants of the Xu family. Not long after the photo was taken, a fire broke out in the Xu family, and only two people survived.This girl is one of the surviving ones - Fifth Miss Xu Weiwei.

Things seem to be starting to get on track.

Tang Zheng twitched the tip of his nose, capturing the faint smell of bitter medicine from the air.

Although it was very light, the days when she was hospitalized at the age of eight were like living in a medicine jar, and she remembered the smell in her bones.

Look around again, the waterside pavilion is full of beautiful flowers, it is obviously the house of a wealthy family.

After Xu Weiwei yelled "I'm not wrong", she saw Su Qingshui curling her lips, looking at her with a half-smile, then lowered her head cowardly, and shouted very courteously; "Su Sister, calm down."

The ending trembled three times, please as much as you can please, Tang Zheng heard a layer of goosebumps popping out of his back.

Su Qing's expression did not change, obviously he was used to the indecent tone of the person in front of him.

Xu Weiwei covered her chest, forced out a voice of grievance from her throat, and said, "Sister Su, it was that demonic little boy from the Nan family who bullied me first, and I couldn't help it before I fought back."

Meeting Su Qingshui's eyes, Xu Weiwei immediately closed her mouth, and looked down at the ground with a guilty face, as if beautiful big red flowers bloomed on it.

Putting down the teacup lightly, Su Qingshui stretched out his hand lazily, knocking on the table with white jade-like fingertips.

Xu Weiwei shrank her neck, not daring to breathe.

"He bullied you?" There was a soft sneer between the woman's pale red lips, and her eyes, which were originally covered by the broken hair scattered on her forehead, suddenly became lively, like red plums blooming under the weak snow, and her proud beauty was extremely colorful. .

"Then the slap marks on the face of the young master of the Nan family were left by you?"

Xu Weiwei snorted weakly: "...Yes."

"Then you also made the shoe prints on his clothes?"

Xu Weiwei closed her eyes and nodded as if dying.

Tang Zheng and the maid who was staying at the side showed a look of surprise together.

There are not many girls with such a character in this era.

"You have been sent to me by the master since you were a child, and it has been ten years. The master hoped that you could learn poetry and book etiquette so as not to tarnish the Xu family's reputation, but..."

Su Qingshui tilted his head slightly, and his smile was not warm: "In the past ten years, even a monkey, I can teach it to recite poems and fight against each other, but you still only recite the 'Song to Heaven'."

Xu Weiwei covered her face, secretly glanced at the maid who was holding back her laughter, and muttered a little depressed: "Monkey? Can a monkey be as cute as me?"

Su Qingshui's neither cold nor indifferent expression was rarely cracked. After a moment of silence, he stood up under Xu Weiwei's uneasy eyes and said, "Kneel here until night."

She didn't give Xu Weiwei another look, and left the courtyard without saying a word.

"Young Mistress is too nice to Miss." The little maid next to Tang Zheng complained in a low voice: "How can Miss kneeling like this be tolerated?"

Just when the little maid was angry alone, a smiling voice suddenly came from behind, quite like Wu Nong's soft words:

"Little girl, it's impossible to talk nonsense." The servant girl was immersed in her own thoughts, and she was caught off guard by such words, and immediately turned pale and was about to kneel, but she was obviously relieved after seeing the person in front of her.

"Sister Ruixin, you almost scared me to death."

The person called Ruixin has gentle eyebrows and eyes, like a Jiangnan woman in the drizzle described by a poet.

Tang Zheng got up from the ground excitedly - this is the woman who sings in the middle of the night!

It's just this temperament... Tang Zheng frowned, it must have changed too much...

The woman glanced at Xu Weiwei, who was kneeling upright not far away, and couldn't help laughing: "You fifth lady is too capable of causing trouble, even chasing the young master of the Nan family for five streets. Think about it, such an unworthy person If the matter is punished by the master, the punishment will be more severe."

"Miss Su treats Miss Fifth sincerely. Fortunately, you let Miss Fifth kneel first, otherwise..." Yu Guangyun, a woman, looked at the taller main room in the north of the courtyard, and raised an invisible smile.

The little maid still didn't understand, but she nodded obediently, and raised her face after a while and asked, "But, Miss Ruixin, why do you keep calling Young Mistress 'Miss Su'?"

The woman replied with a smile: "When Ms. Su was not yet the young mistress of the Xu family, I sang with her in the embroidery pavilion. I have been singing with her for more than ten years, and I can't change my tune now."

"Miss Ruixin!"

Faintly hearing the movement behind her, Xu Weiwei looked sideways and found that it was an acquaintance, and immediately raised her voice and shouted: "Sister Su, is she not feeling well recently? Today, she smells like medicine."

"..."

There was an impenetrable deep meaning in the woman's eyes, but she was still as gentle as water: "I thought you were going to ask me to intercede for you again this time, but fortunately, I have already prepared my speech."

"Sister Ruixin, don't make fun of me." Xu Weiwei moved her waist and knelt on the ground obediently with a frowning face: "You haven't answered me yet, is sister Su sick? Wait, maybe you are angry with me of?"

Xu Weiwei originally said it casually, but after thinking about it carefully, it was really possible. She suddenly panicked and said: "Since I returned to Xu's house last year, I can only see Sister Su two or three times a year. This is because She is married to her eldest brother. A few days ago, I rarely met Sister Su at Dongzhai, and I ignored me even when I yelled a few times. Now that I think about what joke I made at a women's party before that day, it must be Sister Su. Ignore me if I lose face."

The little maid showed a very, very strange expression when she heard the words "women's meeting", and said quietly to the woman: "A few days ago, the Lin family and the Nan family held a women's meeting, and invited the ladies of several families to enjoy flowers and write poems. But she was holding on to the wine, but the young lady had never been drunk before, who knew she would get so drunk that she vomited all over the young master of the Nan family, and even thought the young master was a woman who came to sing an opera..."

Speaking of this, the little girl's face flushed, and she finished the rest of the sentence weakly: "Slapped the young master of the Nan family... on the ass."

The woman's gentle smile froze.

The little maid blushed and continued: "Finally stopped, the young lady yelled again, if she were a man, she would marry him. The master was so angry that he almost fainted."

Although it was Xu Weiwei's fault no matter how you looked at it at the time, the little maid who was dedicated to protecting the lord didn't think so, and added angrily: "It's all because the Nan family forced our lady to attend the Laoshizi Women's Association, hum!"

……

Tang Zheng suddenly sympathized with the young master of the Nan family who was slapped, kicked, and even chased and beaten for several blocks.

The woman held her forehead speechlessly. Even though she was used to the other party's style, she still felt incredible. Thinking of this, she raised her eyes and met Xu Weiwei's inexplicably pitiful eyes. "Miss Su just got a little chill these few days. I've asked the doctor to tell me that it's just a minor illness. Maybe I'm tired recently, not because of your anger."

Xu Weiwei nodded, and then she felt relieved, knelt until her waist was straight, and hummed a few out-of-tune tunes from her mouth with joy.

The little maid covered her mouth with joy.

The woman shook her head helplessly, but there was a faint smile in her eyes, but it was also sad and peaceful.

There are a few wild birds perched on the eaves of the courtyard, singing crisply through the leaves falling from the light breeze through the jasper green leaves.

At this time, everything seemed to be fine.

―I should have told her.

Just like in Shi Qingyan's memory, all the scenes disappeared in an instant.Regret, hatred, helplessness and various emotions rushed up in the darkness.

Tang Zheng blushed, and tried his best to endure these restless emotions until they faded away in an instant.She let out a sharp breath and patted her chest in shock.

The firecrackers were fired, the voices were buzzing, and the festive welcoming team among the busy traffic was extremely conspicuous.

When Tang Zheng opened his eyes, he found himself standing among the excited and noisy crowd.

They all squeezed on both sides of the road, and in the middle of the road stood a delicately crafted sedan chair trimmed with pearls and precious jade.

The handsome young man who got off the horse had an unstoppable smile on his face, and his eyes were shining brightly.

so familiar...

Tang Zheng tilted his head and looked at the young man carefully. It was not a "familiar look" he had seen somewhere, but a "familiar look" like someone he knew. This feeling came out of nowhere, and she didn't think about it.

The young man walked in high spirits at the beginning, but as he got closer to the bridge, his hands and feet became more tied up, his face flushed, and finally he stretched out his hand cautiously, looking down at Huaqiao shyly and expectantly.

The car curtain was lifted, but the young girl looked at the blushing young man in front of her with a smile on her face. She was dressed in a red wedding dress, but she was still clear and clean. Finally, she lowered her head and put on the young man's hand with a happy smile.

"Marriage of two surnames, signing a contract together, a good relationship will last forever, matching the same name!"

I don't know who shouted this sentence in the crowd, and there was a burst of applause, which made the couple even more shy.

"Lovers will finally get married!" The old man squeezed beside Tang Zheng nodded in satisfaction, and the people around him echoed.

"The young master of the Nan family didn't marry the fifth lady back then, and was rejected many times when he came to the door. Now it's hard work."

Tang Zheng immediately understood that it was the wedding day for Xu Weiwei and the young master of the Nan family.There were so many people talking, Tang Zheng heard a lot of news just by standing there.

For example, a big fire broke out in the Xu family half a year ago, and only Xu Weiwei survived among all the descendants of the owner.

Since then, the Xu family has been shrouded in a gloomy and cold atmosphere. It was not until today that the fifth young lady got married that they rarely regained their vitality.

The wedding didn't take long, and the plot of entering the bridal chamber was skipped directly, Tang Zheng felt a little sorry for this.

She thought she could see some important memories, but after that, all she saw were small but warm fragments of their lives.

The only turmoil in these clips is that during the period when the warlord chaos was at its worst, the Nan family was implicated in it, and the young master of the Nan family was so flustered that he didn't even have time to deal with Xi Ruan, so he fled the countryside with his wife Xu Weiwei overnight.

The young master of the Nan family, who lived a wealthy life since he was a child, quickly learned how to cut firewood and light a fire, set up a stall and squat aside to sell vegetables before the sun rose, and did errands in the tavern.

He couldn't bear to let Xu Weiwei suffer, so he suffered all the suffering by himself.

And Xu Weiwei is not good at embroidery, but in order to reduce her husband's burden, she learned from women in the country and secretly sold it to the factory, hoping to cook some good meals for her husband.

After more than [-] years like this, Xu Weiwei couldn't bear it and collapsed, and spent the whole day in bed. The young master of the Nan family never left, working lifelessly every day, buying the best medicine, only wishing Xu Weiwei can recover stand up.At that time they already had an eight-year-old son.

A few years passed in a hurry, and because of serious illness and age, Xu Weiwei, with white temples, gently held her husband's rough hand in one night, and asked, "Why did you fall in love with me when there were so many beautiful girls back then? Keep clamoring all day long to marry me?"

The man bent down to tuck the corner of the quilt for her, his eyebrows and eyes were tender under the lamp, just like the day they got married.

It should be said that the tenderness in his eyes has never changed.

Xu Weiwei blinked and asked with a smile before he could answer: "You said, do people have an afterlife?"

The man was stunned for a moment, panic flashed in his eyes, he clenched Xu Weiwei's hand tightly and then let it go quickly to avoid hurting her.

"Weiwei, don't think about it." He looked at Xu Weiwei helplessly, and said, "I just want this life to be fine, so don't think about it."

"But I think... it would be nice if there was an afterlife, so that I could meet you again..."

Xu Weiwei smiled, tears welled from the corners of the man's eyes, he nodded and said: "Yes, there must be an afterlife. I will marry you at that time, even if you kick me and chase me, I will yell at your door every day I want to marry you."

"Fool...how did you recognize me then?"

Xu Weiwei stretched out her hand and knocked feebly on the man's forehead.

She is tired.

Xu Weiwei opened her mouth, her voice was weak; "But... even in the next life, I will recognize you... At that time, even if you don't come to me, I will go to you, and let you marry me, okay... ..."

She is very tired.

It's just that she has no regrets in this life.

Xu Weiwei left that night.

The man first went crazy and whispered in the ear of Xu Weiwei who had her eyes closed forever, "Weiwei, will it be okay if you open your eyes?" Finally, he knelt beside her like a wooden stake and cried until dawn.

Tang Zheng couldn't bear it, don't overdo it and forcefully hold back the tears.

The hardships of life did not leave many traces on the man, but in just one night, his head turned gray.

After the funeral, he buried her under the crape myrtle and lived alone with the child.

It seems like everything is back to normal, it's just...

The young master of the Nan family who blushed because of Xu Weiwei's teasing, and could be happy all day because of Xu Weiwei's smile, has never smiled since that day.

As spring and winter come, his children have also reached the age of marrying a wife, and it is time to leave their hometown and go out for a living.

Give all the savings to the children, and send the children away from home.Already an old man, he staggered to the blooming crape myrtle and sat down.

"Weiwei, when you asked me why I wanted to marry you, I haven't had time to answer you."

The old man narrowed his eyes and looked gentle, as if recalling something, and said softly:

"At that time, you and I were only 16 years old. After you got drunk, you mistook me and said loudly that you would marry me if you were a man. At that time, everyone thought it was just a joke, but I saw it clearly..."

The girl looked at him with an expression as if she was about to cry, her face was flushed but her eyes were burning with determination, it was an emotion that was more eternal and forbearing than night, the suddenness caught him off guard, there was no time to dodge it, and she let it go in a daze. This person who clearly has his own heart breaks into his heart.

But at a glance, it seems like ten thousand years.

Even if the feeling doesn't belong to him, it's just admitting his mistake, but...does that mean that he has this possibility?

No matter how small the possibility is, he wants to hold on tightly.

Eventually, he caught her.

"I've been thinking, after a person dies, if he drank Meng Po soup and walked across the Naihe bridge, wouldn't he lose his memory after reincarnation..."

The old man pouted, with tears in his eyes: "Wei Wei, I'm so afraid, I'm afraid I'll forget you, I'm afraid I won't remember you even if we meet in the next life..."

Nostalgia and admiration finally melt into the whispers and disappear with the wind.

"Vivi..."

The old man finally closed his eyes.

The breeze is gradually thinning, the sun is cool, and the crape myrtle flowers are shaking, as if they are blooming or crying.