An alpha's ancient life record

Sparse drizzle fell outside the window, watering and nourishing the earth, plants and trees stretched their waists regardless of high or low, enjoying the rare gift in this spring day.

The room smells of familiar styrax, with a little bit of sweetness. In the cold spring night, the warm yellow candlelight flowing, the fluffy quilt, and the sound of hypnotic rain all make people lazy and just want to indulge go down.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Lin Weizhi's body, and she felt a sticky discomfort. While half asleep and half awake, she felt a wet towel wiped from her neck, bringing a burst of refreshing coolness.

With the familiar faint fragrance, she knew who it was without opening her eyes. She leaned over trustingly, and groped for a corner of the other person's clothes.

After cleaning up for her, Shen Qingshu carefully broke away her hand, went out again and came back, climbed onto the bed, and held her in his arms again.

Lin Weizhi turned over aware of it, hugged her waist, and asked in a daze, "Where did you go?"

"Tell me something, it's not important." Shen Qingshu kissed her on the forehead, patted her on the back, and comforted her softly, "Go to sleep, I have to go to my father-in-law tomorrow."

Lin Weizhi let out a "hmm", before she had time to think too much, drowsiness hit her, and she soon fell into a deep sleep.

On the second day there was a family banquet, Mrs. Lin's birthday, she didn't like publicity, so she didn't make a big deal, just called the whole family to get together for a lively meal.

After getting off duty, Shen Qingshu first turned to Zheng's house to pick him up, and then went to Lin's mansion together.

Because of her, Lin Weizhi became acquainted with the wives of several of her friends, especially Zheng Heng's wife, Yan Shi. Lin Weizhi was often invited by her to attend tea parties in Zheng's residence.

Speaking of it, the two are indeed similar in many places and have similar temperaments. Their respective fathers are relatively enlightened high-ranking officials, both have read books and are good at playing musical instruments.

Oh, and, even getting married is the same, Shen Qingshu complained in his heart that both she and Zheng Heng were a little bit soft when they entered the imperial examination.

In the past few years in the Agricultural College, although she was far away from the center, she was not idle. According to her memory, she persevered in experiments, improved two farm tools, discovered some techniques to increase production, and was steadily promoted in official ranks.

The same is true for Zheng Heng. A few years ago, he was transferred to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. It was originally a place where he could offend people by admonishing things, but he was very appreciated by the emperor. The first rank in three years can be said to have a bright future.

Of course, the two are very different from their father-in-law, and they have to recite some bitter words for a while.

When they arrived at Zheng's mansion and asked if Zheng Heng was there, Shen Qingshu didn't bother to enter the mansion, so he just asked someone to tell him.

She and Lin Weizhi have not had children for many years, so there is naturally ridicule behind their backs. When she comes to pick up people occasionally, she can feel the scrutiny in the open and in the dark.

Unrelated relatives, and the He family thousands of miles away wrote letters of concern, and there was even a handicap in the capital, betting on when the Chengyibo couple would have a child.

Shen Qingshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he wasn't angry at all, he even asked the bearer to bet on the chip as a joke, the rumors didn't catch his ears, and his life went on as usual.

In the past two years, they are still single-minded and love each other when they are over the past two years. Everyone gradually gets used to it, and the atmosphere has changed. Few people make fun of it, and even jokingly admire it.

Shen Qingshu stood there for a while, then saw Lin Weizhi walking out surrounded by maidservants while talking with two women, one of them was Yan's, and the other she didn't know.

A smile appeared on her face naturally, and she didn't go there. After Lin Weizhi said goodbye to them, and nodded to Yan Shi from a distance, she led them into the carriage.

Watching the carriage drive away slowly, the two of Yan's family showed envy. The man is so lucky. May I ask which woman in the world would not want her husband to be devoted to her?

The carriage was running very smoothly, with only a slight vibration. Shen Qingshu remodeled the axle by himself when he had nothing to do. The carriage was also enlarged, covered with plush carpets, and there were storage shelves and drawers in the middle.

The two chatted for a while, Shen Qingshu laid out the prepared tea, looked up to see her habitually propped her chin, looked at herself thoughtfully, touched her face and asked with a smile: "Why do you look at me like that? Is there something dirty on my face?"

Lin Weizhi subconsciously shook her head, then nodded again when she realized it, said "Yes", rubbed her thumb pretendingly on her face, and said softly, "Okay."

Shen Qingshu didn't think much about it, he stretched out his hand to touch it again, and said casually, "Maybe it was a little dust when raising the seedlings."

She couldn't help talking about the progress of the experiment, and Lin Weizhi stared at her handsome face, answering nonchalantly.

With the passage of time, everyone will grow old and lose their appearance, but she somehow felt that Shen Qingshu seemed to be aging more slowly, as if God had a special preference for her.

This is not an illusion of her alone, it can also be felt from the reactions of the people around her.The first time I saw her Mrs. Wang, she was very surprised.

When she walks, sits and lies down, her back is always straight, her face is soft and she loves to smile, but there are no laugh lines at the corners of her eyes, her eyes are sincere and clear, and she looks very young. It is almost impossible to tell that she is over the age.

Lin Weizhi inevitably felt a sense of crisis in her heart. She was obviously younger. Every morning when she woke up and sat in front of the vanity mirror, she vaguely felt that there had been a slight change compared to yesterday.

She didn't doubt Shen Qingshu's feelings for her, but every woman, at this age, would be a little worried about gains and losses in front of her lover.

Therefore, she often participates in the tea parties of the wives recently to discuss and ask for advice on various secret recipes for skin care.

Soon after arriving at the Lin Mansion, Shen Qingshu also noticed that she was a little absent-minded, but didn't think much about it, only thinking that her topic was too boring.

The concubines of the Lin family have all married and changed houses two years ago. Lin Xiuping lived with his parents after being transferred back to Beijing, and now he works in the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

On such a day, Lin Beilan naturally wouldn't let a few concubines come to spoil Mrs. Lin's mood, so Shen Qingshu and Shen Qingshu were the guests.

The two first went to see Mrs. Lin together. She was also old in her sixties, her hair had turned gray, and the corners of her eyes were always covered with wet marks.

But the spirit is good, the two families are close to each other, Lin Weizhi often comes to accompany her, and now her children are by her side, including grandchildren, so there is nothing to worry about on weekdays.

The two presented birthday gifts, sat and talked for a while, then Shen Qingshu went outside to find Lin Xiuping, leaving Lin Weizhi alone to accompany her.

Of Lin Xiuping's three sons, the eldest son is already 17 years old and has passed the examination for a scholar. When Shen Qingshu found him, he was reprimanding his eight-year-old youngest son, Lin Qishen.

"...Nothing, you still have the nerve to contradict Mr., look at your handwriting, huh? Like a dog crawling! When I was your age, which gentleman would not say that I was smart, but neither did your father... "

Lin Qishen put his hands behind his back obediently, but the expression on his small face was very disapproving. He curled his lips and said, "I don't believe it. Grandpa said clearly, don't be like that idiot your father."

Lin Xiuping was stunned for a moment, angry and funny, raised his hand, and reached out to grab his collar, "Well, do you still dare to parrot your father?"

Lin Qishen's sharp eyes caught sight of Shen Qingshu, and immediately ran towards her, shouting loudly, "Uncle, little uncle, help!"

He quickly hid behind Shen Qingshu, and now she couldn't hide and watch the show, so she had to stand up with a dry cough, and joked: "Brother, a gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't move."

"Who am I talking about?" Lin Xiuping withdrew his hand and walked over, gave Lin Qishen a hard look, and didn't go to arrest him, "This kid, Mr. Ren came to the house, I said he dared to talk back, you said Is this plausible?"

"Slightly slightly," Lin Qi grabbed Shen Qingshu deeply, poked his head out, and made a grimace, "Where did I talk back, I just repeated what Grandpa said to you."

Lin Xiuping was so angry that he wanted to stretch out his hand to hit him again, Lin Qishen hid around Shen Qingshu, the two turned around, Shen Qingshu hurriedly stopped him, "It's okay, it's making me dizzy."

She turned around and bent down, patted Xiao Douding's head, and asked, "Qi Shen, why are you contradicting Mr.?"

"I don't like him, mainly because I don't like practicing calligraphy." Lin Qi shook her sleeves deeply, and acted innocently with her face up, "Uncle, I want to learn a musical instrument. Tell my father to change my wife." Well, there are so many scholars in our family, and there is no shortage of me."

Shen Qingshu: "..."

She was silent for a while, Lin Qishen was still young when he returned to Beijing, and had a lot of contact with her, she liked this little nephew very much, and was willing to spoil him.

However, this nephew cannot be said to have no musical talent. Playing the piano is like playing wood, and playing the flute is like a torture. There are several teachers before, and none of them lasted for more than half a month.

Shen Qingshu smiled kindly, "Why don't we change our ideals, how about learning how to draw from your aunt?"

Before Lin Qishen could speak, his father taunted him: "There was a senior who offended me before, and I asked him to teach this kid the flute for two months, and I didn't pursue it anymore. He agreed, and after a while God, you came to me again and said, my lord, I can't teach you, you should hurry up and investigate. You said it's all like this, how else can I ask him a master?"

Lin Qi proudly raised his little head, and said very unconvinced: "Hmph, wait, I don't need a wife, but I can teach myself."

He grimaced again and ran away.

"This idiot," Lin Xiuping laughed angrily at him, looking at his short figure, "It's really his father's debt from his previous life."

Shen Qingshu put his hand to his lips, suppressed a smile, and thought to himself, the old man of the Lin family scolded his son, it really is the same line.

Well, the two of them don't have children, and she seldom feels it a pity, and she has to say that because of this factor, other people's children are very cute, but her own discipline is more troublesome.

Worried that he will grow crooked, worried that he will learn badly, worried that he will not grow up, worried that he will suffer setbacks...

In the evening, when the family sat down to eat together, Lin Xiuping's six-year-old daughter was held on her lap, as if she had no bones, it was fragrant and soft, and when she shared things with her in a baby voice, she felt a little bit Really fragrant.

After eating, they sat down and drank tea for a while, and the two said goodbye and went back. Shen Qingshu got into the car, frowning all the time.

Lin Weizhi glanced at her, unavoidably overthinking, and asked casually, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking," Shen Qingshu paused, then sighed, "I'm afraid I'll have to bring two more oil bottles with me when I travel this year during the holidays."

Lin Weizhi was startled, then laughed dumbly, pressed her fingertips lightly between her brows, and said with a smile, "What's the trouble?"

Shen Qingshu didn't answer, pulled her over and hugged her, bit her ear lightly, and sighed deeply, how could the sweet play between two become a family play?

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