Manifest Marriage I

Dad and I are together, and he is only [-]% beautiful. "

Saying these words, she seemed to be able to think of the gentle, fair and bookish man blowing his beard and staring at her, scolding her for being frivolous, and feeling sorry for her for sacrificing her reputation as a daughter's family for Wan Jin and the mansion. Lian Zhou held back her tears, With a smile on her face: "Daddy always said that reading is something for men, but my daughter didn't think that way before, and she doesn't think that way now.

Maybe when I was eighteen, I couldn't convince my father, but what about ten years later, twenty years later, thirty years later?I will continue to struggle step by step.So when you get married, you really have to follow the fate. "

She froze in the wind for another long time: "Mother..." Tears flowed slowly: "I don't like men. Will you blame me?"

The weeds in front of the tomb were uprooted, Lian Zhou's forehead was red, and her eyes were red: "My father and mother asked me to go to Xunyang to look for relatives before they died. The daughter grows up alone, so the daughter's life is determined by the daughter herself. The next year is Qingming, and the daughter will come to see you again."

Looking at the crying little girl in front of him, Zhou Jing smiled and took out the braided grass fox from his sleeve, with green leaves, lifelike: "Don't cry Zhou Zhou, I will give you a little fox that can comfort people."

The little green-leaf fox shone beautifully under the sunlight, Lianzhou smiled with tears in her eyes, and stroked the little fox's ear with her fingertips: "Thank you, Ajing, I like it very much."

"Go back..."

On the way back, even with the support of Chunhuaqiuyue, the weak girl still walked unhappily. Zhou Jing couldn't help but think about sweet and sour fish, crystal shrimp cakes, spicy tofu shrimp, fresh fruit chicken balls, and bamboo shoots in chicken soup. Put a plum in his mouth: "Zhouzhou, do you need me to fly you back with lightness kung fu?"

She drank two bowls of porridge in the morning, and she was hungry.

"OK……"

Originally he had no hope, but he didn't expect to hear an unexpected answer, so Zhou Jing's eyes sparkled: "Really?"

Lian Zhou smiled: "I won't lie to you..."

She was just guarding against untrustworthy men, but Ah Jing knocked on the door of her heart with those words, which brought her an unimaginable soul shock. The friendship between gentlemen is sincere, sincere and frank, and she is willing to open her heart to believe Her confidant, friend.

The moment her waist was embraced, she let go of her guard and walked with the wind.

Ah Jing's waist is really thin.

She sighed again and again.

Back in the small courtyard, the head of the day family was so hungry that he slumped on the armchair, and the little cook, Lianzhou, went to the kitchen to cook with empathy.

The last dish of sweet and sour fish was ready, a soft call came from the courtyard, and the dishes were put on the plate, she said with a smile: "Sister Ligui is here, Ah Jing, I'm going out first."

Zhou Jing sat at the dining table with a satisfied face: "Okay..."

On the table was a small emerald green delicate and cute fox, made of fresh grass leaves, vivid to the naked eye. Standing there and looking at it for a while, Yuan Ligui was about to touch it with her hands when she saw a girl come out from the curtain.

"Sister Ligui is here, please sit down."

There was no one behind her, and the woman hid her disappointment: "Lian Zhou, why have I never heard that you have a marriage contract with anyone? Is this marriage your will?"

She looked worried about the girl, and Lian Zhou made a cup of Yuqian Longjing. The tea was bought safely, along with other things.

She frowned slightly, and said according to the earlier reconciliation with Zhou Jing: "It was determined by Dad when he was young. The other party's weight is not intended to be superior. I went to Xunyang and met Ah Jing by mistake. He is so kind and understands my daughter's heart so well, how could I not want to? Sister Ligui, how will Tu Ba treat you?"

"He, he treated me very well." Yuan Ligui tasted Longjing, "Why don't you tell me about Lian Zhou and Mr. Zhou again? I'm just... too curious about your story."

For half an hour, Lian Zhou chatted with her childhood playmates and sent Yuan Ligui away. She was in a delicate mood. Sister Ligui frequently mentioned Ah Jing, but she seldom talked about her new husband-in-law...

Turning into the small kitchen, no one was seen, and opening the small cupboard, Lianzhou couldn't help laughing: "This is Ah Jing."

Half of each dish was neatly reserved for her, and the used blue and white porcelain bowls were all washed clean.

She remembers fresh fruit chicken balls very clearly. She made thirteen pieces in total, and now there are only six pieces left in the small plate. The image of someone struggling to count and hesitant to eat one more or one less will automatically appear in her mind, thinking about it Lian Zhou laughed out loud.

The door of the boudoir was knocked, and Lianzhou stood outside the door and called softly: "Ah Jing? I'm coming in."

Waited patiently for a while, but no one answered.

"Ajing?"

The door was pushed open, and there was no one in the inner room. How could there be any daytime view?She let out a sigh, and walked to the bed in doubt, only to see the big furry fox curled up under the quilt, sleeping soundly...

The author has something to say: Furry? Fluffy? Scene: Careless (⊙o⊙)!