Wearing a book to save Ma Wencai

Zhu Hanzhang gave him a blank look, stomped his feet coldly, turned around and walked into the house, "Aren't you cold? Come in quickly."

As soon as she entered the house, she served herself a bowl of peach soup. The cold weather gradually cooled the boiling soup.Zhu Hanzhang took a sip from the porcelain bowl, trying to get rid of the cold.

However, before he could swallow it, he was choked to the point of tears.

"This, why is this so spicy!"

Ma Wencai burst out laughing, not giving her any face, "Miss Zhu's peach soup is really the only one."

We don't know why there are peppers in the peach soup.

Zhu Hanzhang stretched out the tip of his tongue cautiously, breathing lightly.

Although Ma Wencai teased her unceremoniously, he still poured her a cup of tea considerately, and stopped her attempt to steal the sweet mung bean cake on the fruit plate.

"Eating spicy and sweet together will make you feel uncomfortable."

Zhu Hanzhang reluctantly poured down a stomach full of tea, barely relieving the discomfort in his mouth.

After that, we all had dinner together.

Although there are not many people in the courtyard, there is no shortage of fireworks.

Taking advantage of the new year, Xiaotao asked Zhu Hanzhang for a lot of money.Zhu Hanzhang was also rare and generous, taking the bank note that Zhu Yuanheng gave her and handing it to her without blinking an eye.

After Zhengdan, Ma Wen only stayed for a few days, and hurried back to school.

Zhu Hanzhang followed Zhu Yuanheng and drove back home fifteen years ago.

Just after the festival, the atmosphere at home is not quite right.Zhu Hanzhang remembered that before leaving, the Zhu family and his wife were close to Zhu Shuobo, and now they are at war.Moreover, I heard that Zhu Shuobo went on a hunger strike.

The uncle in the family said that Zhu Shuobo had a big fight with his parents years ago, and now he has been locked in the house and is losing his temper.As for the reason for the quarrel, they don't know either.

But when the exam is approaching, going on a hunger strike at such a critical moment is like a student losing his temper on the eve of the college entrance examination, which is very troublesome.

Zhu Hanzhang couldn't bear it, so he ordered the kitchen to make some food he liked and delivered it himself.

But... no knock on the door.

However, it doesn't matter.

Zhu Hanzhang played one of the few cautious tricks, with deliberate hesitation, hesitating: "Brother, I... I saw Ma Fonian years ago."

The house was silent.

She continued: "How does he know where I am? Did you tell him?"

No one answered.

"We put the ever-burning lantern together, made a wish, and he even fed me mung bean cakes."

There seemed to be movement in the house.

"We still..."

Zhu Shuobo almost kicked the door open, and the sound made the wall shake.I haven't seen Zhu Shuobo for nearly a month. He is sluggish and thinner. His eyes are black and blue, and the loose hair is dangling in front of his forehead. He gritted his teeth and restrained his anger. "You, you, what are you doing?" gone?"

Now he is like a wild beast that runs away at any time, losing his former calmness and demeanor.The moment Zhu Hanzhang saw him, he couldn't help trembling in his heart.

"We also recited books and read poems." Now that the person has come out, it's better not to easily anger Zhu Shuobo, and Zhu Hanzhang is talking nonsense.

Zhu Shuobo looked her up and down suspiciously, evaluating the credibility of her words in his heart.

As if to please her, she lifted the lunch box and shook it in front of him, the smell of the food filled the air, "Second brother, are you hungry?"

Zhu Shuobo ignored her and turned to close the door.

"Wait—" Zhu Hanzhang held the door frame with his right hand quickly, and stepped in with one foot.

This bold move made Zhu Shuobo, who was about to close the door, stop suddenly. He frowned and stared at her angrily.

"Hug, sorry—"

Zhu Hanzhang has almost figured out Zhu Shuobo's temperament.He is a stubborn and arrogant person, if he decides on one thing, he will die to the end.If the novel she is currently in is not "The Butterfly Lovers", but any fantasy novel, and if Zhu Shuobo's life experience is more bleak, according to his personality, he is a proper paranoid and dark boss.

Fortunately, "The Butterfly Lovers" is a friendly folk romance novel.

Zhu Shuobo calmed down his anger and said bluntly, "Come in."

Zhu Hanzhang came in as he wished, using his death plan.

In fact, before coming here, she specifically asked the system about the reason for Zhu Shuobo's hunger strike.The updated system quickly gave the answer [because of love. 】

What the hell love.No matter how Zhu Hanzhang figured out, who is the woman who can make Zhu Shuobo think about it day and night, and even give up his future?

After entering the room, she carefully watched his expression, trying to see clearly the fluctuations in this man's expression.

"Skipping meals is bad for your health," she said.

Zhu Shuobo was taken aback, he didn't expect her to say that.He thought that the reason why she insisted on coming in must be to ask him why or to persuade him to give up.

"I—" His voice was hoarse and heavy, "Got it."

He lifted the lid of the lunch box and saw that there were all his favorite foods, especially the Spanish mackerel lung soup in the middle. The meat was tender and the soup was steaming, and his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling up and down.

Zhu Hanzhang quietly waited for him to finish drinking in small sips, and asked in a light voice with a cheerful tone: "What kind of girl is that?"

Zhu Shuobo choked up, "She is a very good, very beautiful girl."

"Really?" Zhu Hanzhang's eyes were as bright as two stars, "I really want to see you."

Zhu Shuobo, who has been denied and rejected all the time, softened his heart at this moment, and he said slowly: "I also want to introduce you! But—"

He didn't say anything later, but thinking of the ending of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai in the original book, Zhu Hanzhang continued: "But isn't it right that the family is not right?"

I wish Shuo Bo no words.

Zhu Hanzhang asked again: "Then what's her name?"

"Yun Qing, her name is Yun Qing," Zhu Shuobo murmured, and he couldn't forget to linger just by saying the name.

"Yun Qing, is it Qing Cheng's Qing?"

"No, it's light and light."

Zhu Hanzhang suddenly realized, she jumped up and said to herself: "I have decided, I must meet this girl. I want to see her beauty and kindness."

Zhu Hanzhang's thinking is obviously different from that of this era. Her enlightenment infected Zhu Shuobo, and Zhu Shuobo smiled sincerely.

After Zhu Shuobo had eaten, his spirit recovered a lot, and Zhu Hanzhang's task was completed.She went out happily, and before she left, she did not forget to remind, "Today's soup is made by my mother herself."

Zhu Shuobo nodded, "I know."

Although Zhu's mother hated iron but not steel, she also felt sorry for her son who didn't eat, and felt extremely uncomfortable.He boiled the soup by himself, but couldn't save himself, so he pushed Zhu Hanzhang to inquire about Zhu Shuobo's situation.