major general

It's icy and snowy, and the snow has already begun to melt.

Winter in Jinlin comes and goes quickly, and the wintersweet is still open, and the snow melts.

Hearing Wu Ying's question, Wen Le had only one thought in mind.

Do women love to ask this question?

How could he remember that the Persian saint also asked the same question.

How did he come back then, Wen Le frowned and thought, forget it, I can't remember.

Seeing that Wen Le was silent, Wu Ying took a step forward and stood beside Wen Le.

She was too close, Wen Le frowned slightly.

Jinlin is no different than Border Pass or the city that never sleeps. There are not so many precepts in those land boundaries.But Jin Lin still has a strong control over girls, like Zi Lin, who still has to wear a hood or veil when going out.

Those who really show their faces on the streets are from poor families and have to rely on money.

This Wu Ying was raised in the hands of Mrs. Fu, so why did she develop this defenseless virtue.

Wenle smelled the smell of wintersweet, stepped back half a step on the snow.

"Who knows if the strong fragrance is blown out, the warm wind will come later, don't get fat with apricot blossoms." Wu Ying read a poem, but she kept sweeping Wen Le from the corner of her eye.

Wen Le frowned even tighter, almost pinching a mosquito to death.

He didn't like reading since he was a child, but he is not a fool.

This poem says that the plum blossoms are in full bloom, but they are afraid that they will be blown by the warm wind. When the plum blossoms are missed, the season of apricot blossoms will be blown directly.

Those sour poets in Jinlin like to compare flowers to beauties.Wu Ying asked Wen Le if he liked plum blossoms, and implied that it was a good time for the warm wind to blow over plum blossoms.

It's almost like asking: hello, do you like me, marry me if you like, don't delay my good age.

There was no fluctuation in Wen Le's heart, and she even wanted to scold Fu Xiaoyu very much.

If you didn't let me recite poems indiscriminately at the beginning, maybe I would still foolishly reply her with a good poem and a good poem, so I would skip this reel.

Wen Le scolded her mother in her heart, turned her mind for several times, and finally glanced at the plum blossom, suddenly stretched out her hand, took off the whip around her waist, and hit the plum blossom tree with a whip.

Wu Ying was startled, she took a step back and sprained her foot on a rock. She still wore high shoes specially for Wenle today, she was mistaken by her cleverness.

"I don't know how to appreciate flowers, but the cakes made of plum blossoms are delicious." Wen Le said, seeing He He who came back with roasted sweet potatoes, said, "Pick up these flowers and send them to the kitchen. I'll see them tomorrow." I want to eat plum cake."

The sweet potatoes are fragrant, buried in plant ash, raw and cooked, with a delicate taste.

He He held half a sweet potato in his mouth, watched Wen Le snatch the sweet potato from her arms, and walked out quickly, while he himself looked at the plum blossoms all over the place.

Damn it, pick it up?funny?

Fu Xiaoyu, who instructed Fu Che, finally wanted to go back to the house.

Wen Le was so clingy to him today, he was very happy in his heart, he went back with a smile all the way, which was in stark contrast to the box that just came back from the kitchen with a bunch of plum blossoms.

After returning to her own room, Fu Xiaoyu took off her ferret cape.

The quilt was bulging, Fu Xiaoyu walked over and lifted the quilt, and said with wide eyes, "Why are you eating on the bed?"

Wen Le glared at him, deliberately threw the skin of the sweet potato on the edge of the bed, and said, "Just eat it!"

Good guy, come back and return you as my darling. It took only an afternoon of hard work, how did you turn from being treated as a darling to a stone?

Fu Xiaoyu has always been doting on Wen Le, so she didn't recall her mistakes, she just took off her coat and shrank into the bed, and Wen Le and Wen Le shared a quilt, looking at each other.

Wen Le eats roasted sweet potatoes deliciously, with puffy cheeks, like a hamster.

Fu Xiaoyu was also greedy looking at it, and reached out to grab it.

Wen Le glared at him, raised his hands high, raised the sweet potato to the top of his head, and said, "You grab this too!"

Fu Xiaoyu stretched out his hand viciously, and said, "You are all mine! What if I eat your sweet potato!"

The two made a fuss like a five-year-old child, the sweet potato was thrown under the bed, and Wen Le was tightly pressed down by Fu Xiaoyu.

Wen Le was still angry, chewing on the sweet potato in his mouth, staring at Fu Xiaoyu without any imposing manner.

Seeing his appearance, Fu Xiaoyu wanted to laugh, so she didn't force herself, and pressed Wen Le to kiss him.

After all, it is a stewed sweet potato, which is much sweeter than those roasted.

Bunle was still hiding at first, just refused to open his mouth, and his small tongue/head was also well hidden.It was refreshing to be served later, and she was not satisfied with just touching lips and teeth, and deliberately opened her mouth to cater.

Who knows that Fu Xiaoyu is holding back her energy to bully him at this moment, just like the first kiss, only kissing those soft lips, not wanting anything more.

Wen Le was so angry that he simply pressed Fu Xiaoyu to turn over and said, "You did it on purpose?"

Fu Xiaoyu couldn't hold back her laughter, imitating Wen Le's appearance, looking at him with her mouth tightly shut, as if to say: What's wrong?The Major General is as anxious as I am?

In fact, of course it is.

Fu Xiaoyu's attraction to Wenle is as great as Wenle's attraction to Fu Xiaoyu.

Wen Le used a bit of brute force viciously, and pinched Fu Xiaoyu's chin, and if he pushed in an inch, he could pinch and dislocate Fu Xiaoyu's chin.

This one is a mouth that can say all kinds of annoying things.

This is the mouth that has spoken countless times.

This... a mouth that could make his heart tremble.

Fu Xiaoyu used this tactic of accepting when you see it with great proficiency, greeted all Wen Le's anger and love, sucked/sucked the other party's tongue/head, and deliberately bit his lips with her teeth.

Can Shuang remember?

No, only after the pain can you know what is cool.

With just such a trick, Wen Le couldn't hold back, and took off Fu Xiaoyu's clothes while taking off her own clothes.

As if he was the groom's official who was in a hurry to bridal chamber.

Why is the bridal dress so complicated?

There is a constant spring in the house, but it is not like that outside the house.

Hehe remembered that Wenle snatched her sweet potatoes, and she was so angry that when she served Fu Che for dinner, she pouted and could hang the oil pot.

Fu Che looked at her and asked, "What's the matter? Who made Miss Hehe angry?"

He He couldn't hide things in his heart, so he made it clear in a few words.

Fu Che paused and asked, "You said Fourth Sister is here?"

"That's right." He He thought for a while and said, "I was standing with my uncle at that time. When I passed by, I saw my uncle whipping the flowers down with a whip."

"Didn't you hear anything else?"

Seeing Fu Che's inquisitiveness, Hehe recalled it carefully, and said, "It seems that I didn't hear something about poetry."

Fu Che put down his chopsticks, feeling a little embarrassed again.

Wu Ying often came to see her these days, and today was the same as usual. She dressed up carefully, but there was nothing wrong with it. Which young girl can't dress up?

The major general went out with He He, and Wu Ying also resigned. At that time, she thought that Wu Ying was there to give her siblings a place to talk, but now it seems that she went out for the major general?

"Miss?"

He He yelled, seeing that Fu Che was covering his mouth and not speaking, he immediately fetched the wooden barrel and let her spit in it.

"Take it easy, I'll call the doctor?"

Fu Che supported his chest and shook his head, frowning tightly, and said, "Go and call Wu Ying."

"Miss Four?"

"Yes, call her over."

A table of meals was withdrawn like this, and Fu Che didn't even have to take a bite or two.

After waiting for about half an hour, Wu Ying entered with the help of the girl Zhilan.

"What's wrong with your leg?" Fu Che asked.

Wu Ying smiled, lowered her head, sat on the side, and said, "I was wearing high shoes today, and accidentally stepped on a stone and sprained my foot."

Fu Che drank a cup of tea and suppressed the nausea in his heart.

Wu Ying likes to wear cloth shoes on weekdays, thin-soled ones are best, as she thinks those thick-soled ones cause her feet to sprain.

Why did you suddenly change your shoes today?

It's also because Wu Ying is shorter than her own mother.

Fu Che closed his eyes tightly, took a while, and said: "The fourth sister is also sixteen years old, and grandma is getting older, and she is not as energetic as before, so she can't take care of you. The flowering period of a girl is short, and it will be over when it passes. I called you here today to ask you, there is no one else in the room, I heard that the grandson of Mr. Qing Yu from Dali Temple had come to ask for marriage before?"

Wu Ying stirred the handkerchief and said, "Yes, there is such a thing."

"Mr. Yu's grandson, I have never met, but her mother was a guest in Nie's residence. She is a gentle and virtuous woman. The Yu family has a very strict family style. If you think about a child from such a family, it should be no different. .”

"..."

"If you agree, I'll ask the Yu Mansion to come and have a look at it some other day. There are few auspicious days in the calendar this year, so it's better to fix the date earlier."

"...I, I want to spend more time with grandma."

Holding the tea, Fu Che asked, "Grandma is getting old. Let me tell you a word not to worry about your misgivings. If grandma goes later, you will have to keep filial piety for a year. By then, you will be in your twenties. Who wants to marry you?"

Wu Ying pursed her lips, she seemed aggrieved, and said in a low voice, "My younger sister has a sweetheart, second sister, stop saying such things."

Fu Che placed the tea on the table, but the teacup was not placed properly, and there was a crisp sound of collision, which made Wu Ying tremble.

"Which son is my sister's sweetheart? My sister will also palm your eyes for you."

How dare Wu Ying speak, she lowered her head and stopped talking.

"I think my sister is just an excuse because she is shy. Don't worry, my sister won't hurt you. When the new year begins, I will invite the Yu family to visit. You hide behind the screen and look at that young master."

Wu Ying was so anxious that she said, "I don't want to marry! Then I've never seen any young master of the Yu family! I don't want to marry him!!"

"If you don't marry him, who are you going to marry?"

"Of course...! Of course..."

Wu Ying couldn't tell, Fu Che stood up with the support of the chair, his belly hadn't been so obvious for several months, only a slight bulge could be seen.

She stood up straight, with He He beside her supporting her.

"You dare not say it because the one you want to marry is not someone else, but my brother's husband—Wen Le."

Wu Ying was startled, her face turned pale in an instant.

Zhilan on the side was also frightened by Fu Che's appearance, and quickly knelt down, not daring to speak.

"Wu Ying, you borrowed your courage from the sky, you dare to put these dirty ideas on the major general."

"Then, so what? My surname is Wu and not Fu, not to mention that my eldest brother can't bear children, so he has no confidence. Can he stay long in Zhen Guo Mansion!"

As Wu Ying spoke, a cup of boiling hot tea rushed towards her face, causing her to cry bitterly and kneel straight down.

Fu Che held Hehe's hand, and held the empty teacup in the other hand, pointing at Wu Ying and scolding: "Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, you are just like your mother, you have been a superior all your life." A concubine who can't stand the table!"