[Bottle Evil] 2015 is the right time to get married

When I woke up at four o'clock, it was still dark, and it was not time for dinner, and it would be a long time before Boyouping came back.I wandered to the study room and looked carefully at his bookshelf. Leaving aside the ones he prepared for me, I was naturally more curious about the book of Poker Bottle. I flipped through it carefully, and more than half of it was blueprints about mechanism codes. It belongs to the internal materials of the Zhang family, and there are also a large number of works on architecture and geomantic omen, most of which are old, and only a few of them I read a little when I was looking for documents in the library.

Because they are all old books, I can't tell if Poker Fing has read them. Others are more ancient books on classics and history. There is a whole shelf of official history, unofficial history, and historical commentary records.

I'm not interested in reading obscure ancient texts when I have nothing to do. The main reason is that I flipped through a few books and they were all clean, and there were no boring annotations and notes. I immediately lost interest and finally found a copy. The aesthetic works of the last century pass the time, the cover of the book is torn, it seems that it has not been under-read, and the publication date is one or two years younger than me, if this is really boring, I thought about it He was probably also influenced by the ideological liberation movement in the 80s.

Thinking about it this way, I feel that what I have seen and understood is just the tip of the iceberg. Until now, I am still amazed at the heavy sense of history in him. Zhang Qiling, who has been in the world for more than 100 years, is like a small piece that can glimpse the whole society. Fragments of modern history and cultural history, when it comes to my favorite book, it is the masterpiece that is worth reading for a lifetime, and I can't bear to put it down after reading it a thousand or ten thousand times.

When it was getting dark, I heard a knock on the door, and I quickly looked up. I didn't close the door of the study, and at a glance, I saw that the person standing at the door was not Poker, but a young man who looked very young, at most two years old. In my early teens, the child stunned me by opening his mouth. He asked a little shyly, "Ma'am, do you think it's okay to serve dinner now?"

"Pfft..." I almost didn't react, and asked dumbfounded, "Your patriarch asked you to call me that?"

The child just shook his head, looking a little at a loss, looked up at me, and said after deliberation: "Then... can I call your clan mother?"

I asked him to bring the dinner first, and then refused to let him go. I stopped him and chatted for a while, and then I realized that this little Zhang was named Zhang Haiping. According to him, he was the youngest in the Hai family. My age is calculated to be 21 years old, which may actually be a round older than me.I really can't bear to be called clan mother or madam, so I asked him to follow Zhang Haike and the others to call me by my name, but he was embarrassed and insisted on calling me Angkor.

This Xiao Zhang is quite talkative. He told me that his job is a chef. He has been working in the south for the past few years and has had a lot of contact with Zhang Haike. In the past two months, he was called back as a helper because of the marriage of the patriarch. The bottle assigned tasks happened to be responsible for my three meals a day.

I felt very speechless when I heard it. It’s too extravagant to find a cook to cook for me alone. It’s not that I don’t have the ability to live and can’t cook by myself.Zhang Haiping said, the patriarch said that if someone is not responsible, I will dismiss him casually when he doesn’t come back, and we can’t order takeaway here, so he is in charge just to watch me eat well.

Zhang Haiping looks very young, probably because he has not been in contact with the society for a long time, the youthful feeling of youth has not even faded from his face, and his words and actions seem very simple. I asked him about a lot of things, but unfortunately this Xiao Zhang is really a descendant of his natal family, and he doesn't know anything about the family, especially the family. After talking a lot, he told me that he only had his first time in two months. When I saw the patriarch, I also said that before I was summoned back, I thought that the last patriarch of the Zhang family was an old guy with white hair and fluttering hair. He said that he didn't know that the patriarch's wife was a man until he met me today. What Zhang Haike and the others said was completely different.

I asked him what Zhang Haike said about me. He didn't want to say it at first, but after being tricked by me for a long time, he finally slipped his mouth and said indignantly, "Zhang Haike really said nonsense, Angkor is not a evil concubine!"

I:"……"

I asked him if Zhang Haike had trouble with me because of the gift money that Poker-Face gave me. Zhang Haiping said that it was a matter of the inner family. The original floor tiles were removed and floor heating was laid, and the floor in the house was reinstalled later.

"The Zhang family has a special physique, most of them burn kangs in the cold winter months, and the other houses in the house are not so warm." Zhang Haiping paused and said to me, "Angkor, I also think the patriarch is very kind to you." He looked at it I barely moved my chopsticks on some dishes on the table, and said seriously, "The patriarch said that you are suffering from qi deficiency and chills, so let me help you recuperate for a while with medicinal diet. Some dishes may not taste so good, but you still want to eat them." I have to eat something with it, and I will report to the patriarch when he comes back."

Although he didn't say it directly, there was a bit of pleading in his expression. Porky Oil Ping wouldn't blame others for this, but I didn't want Xiao Zhang to be unable to complete the task, so I had to try my best to bring those without MSG and salt with me. I ordered too many dishes with strange medicinal flavors, and I complained incessantly. Fortunately, Xiao Zhang said that Boyouping only let him cook for me at Zhang's house for the time being, and didn't plan to take him to Yucun, so I was relieved.

After dinner, I followed him to the next kitchen and saw the ingredients in the cupboard. I thought about cooking some millet porridge for Poker Bottle for supper, and chatted a little more while washing the rice. From some of Zhang Haiping's narratives, I can guess the current situation of the Zhang family. The overseas royalists want to revive, and they still have some cohesion. I want to rely on team building to integrate this mess. I don’t know if the large amount of dowry he gave me has the purpose of transferring assets.

I don't want to get too involved in the internal affairs of the Zhang family, but if Poker Ping wants to engage in team building, he won't be able to get married again next year by getting married this year. For this possibility, it is necessary to take over the Zhang family's family activities before he and I divorce. If they want to revive the Zhang family's power and unite the clan, then holding the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet and annual meeting will have the same effect. As the real guardian and legal partner of Poker Bottle, there seems to be no reason to ignore it.

"What do you think about going to Yangcheng Lake to eat hairy crabs?" I asked Zhang Haiping, "November is the best month for crabs."

Zhang Haiping revealed the vitality of a 20-year-old young man and told me that he is looking forward to the team building to go to Shanghai Disneyland.

At the end of the chat, Zhang Haiping looked at me with special admiration and gave me high hopes: "Zhang Haike said that the patriarch only wants to get married, and has no interest in reviving the Zhang family. I think Angkor, as the patriarch's wife, will definitely save our whole clan. of!"

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The millet porridge was almost cooked, so I asked Zhang Haiping to go back to rest first. Poker Oil Ping hadn’t come back yet. While guarding the pot, I called my mother and told about the situation in Zhang’s house. Unfortunately, my mother Playing online mahjong with her little sister on the mobile phone, I hung up the phone without saying a few words, I suddenly felt bored, clicked on Xiaohua's profile picture to harass him, and took a bunch of photos to tell him that not only the Xie family has a mansion .

The whole dialogue is as follows:

Me: This is the meal cooked by the special chef hired by my brother.gourmet jpg.

Me: This is the study room my brother arranged for me.study jpg.

Me: The brushes and paper and ink are all prepared by my brother.desk jpg.

Me: This is the tea room my brother prepared for me.tea room jpg.

Xiaohua: ...that's really congratulations, happy newlyweds, Mrs. Zhang.

Me: This is the room of my little brother and I, do you think the inside and outside of the gauze cupboard look like Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu's bedroom?room jpg.

Me: This is the WIFI my brother prepared for me. WIFI passwordjpg.

Xiao Hua: ... There is also a limit to showing affection?

me!The little brother is back, I'll serve him supper, I'll tell you later!

Xiaohua: Get out!

Anyway, Boyoufeng was very punctual. He came back just after the rice cooker switched to keep warm at around seven o'clock.

I took the jacket from Poker-Face's hand, and saw that he didn't even wear a sweater underneath: "The temperature here is more than ten degrees below zero at night, if you come back so late tomorrow, you should wear more."

I went to pull his wrist, and when I touched his fingertips, it was really cold, and I felt that the porridge was cooked right: "The porridge is hot in the pot, may I serve you a bowl?"

Poker-Face let me pull him to the table and sit down. He seemed surprised that he could still have supper when he came back. Looking at the porridge, he asked me, "Did Zhang Haiping prepare it?"

My heart was moved, but I still pretended to be calm on my face, and only said: "I cooked it."

Poker bottle paused with the spoon in its hand, took a deep look at me, took a sip, and commented: "Sweet."

I thought that he might not like sweets very much, and wondered whether I should prepare preserved egg and lean meat porridge for him tomorrow, but after watching him drink it in a big gulp, I didn't think he didn't like it.

I served another bowl for him, looking at Poker Ping, I thought of what Zhang Haiping said just now, and suddenly I had other thoughts: "Brother, let me tell you something," I leaned on the table, looked at him and smiled Said, "Zhang Haike said that I am the demon concubine of the disaster clan."

"..." Poker bottle seemed to be choked, but he didn't show it on his face. He glanced at me indifferently, obviously knowing that I was joking with him, "How could it be a concubine," he said calmly, " The Ming media is marrying, at least the queen."

I couldn't help laughing, I really loved Poker Finger's serious way of picking up my jokes, and knowing that he was in a good mood, I wanted to test him even harder, so I purposely approached his ear and asked, "Then you husband... Do you want to make the decision for me?"

As I said this, my heart was a little drummed. While suppressing my emotions, I poked secretly to see Poker Fing's face, but unfortunately, there was no extra expression on his face, he just looked back at me indifferently.

I couldn't stand being stared at by him, my face couldn't help burning up, and I gradually began to regret the blunt joke just now, I realized a little bit that when I was observing Poker Bottle, he was also observing me quietly.

I was defeated in such a confrontation, and I looked away in embarrassment and dared not look at him again, but Poker Ping actually said: "I didn't hear you clearly, please say it again."

I pretended to be stupid: "I asked you to make the decision for me?"

There was a smile in Poker Bottle's eyes, and I immediately realized that this guy was deliberately taking advantage of me!How can I say that again...

I couldn't hold back my face at all, I stood up and laughed and cursed before I wanted to leave: "Forget it..."

Poker bottle pulled my wrist, stood up, and asked me with a smile, "How do you want me to be the master?"

I pretended to be contemplative, and said: "Rebellious ministers and thieves, sow discord, or just expel him from the palace."

"It's up to you," Pokerfing nodded and said, "Why don't you punish him tomorrow and walk to the city to buy you a humidifier."

After I finished persecuting Zhang Haike, I was very happy, but Poker Ping didn't let go of my hand, instead he took a step closer, almost leaning behind me and asked: "I'm making the decision for you, should you promise me some benefits?"

I really want to laugh out loud at this, I think Poker Ping is playing the role of the faint king, it's not that I can't catch up with it, it's good, I said in my heart that I want to sleep with you, I'm afraid that I will really It's not good if you can't take the joke back to this point, so you just throw the question back to him, and said with a smile: "Just tell me what you want, how can I not agree?"

Poker-Face was not polite to me at all: "Okay, the first request," he pulled me and turned to face him, I almost thought that Poker-Face was so serious that he wanted to kiss me, but in the end I listened to him sternly Said, "You have to quit smoking."

I widened my eyes in surprise, I really didn't expect him to mention this to me at this time, but I am really wrong about smoking. After you came back, I was very busy, and the frequency of smoking was much lower than before. Occasionally, when I lit one, I would stare at me. When I get addicted to smoking, I will consciously avoid him.

They are all adults. I thought that Poker-Face would not bring this matter up on the table, but I didn't expect him to really not treat himself as an outsider. He said so, and he asked for it at this time, and I couldn't help it. I agreed, so I had to obediently respond.

"If you can't do it, you will be punished." Poker Fase added seriously.

"Okay, okay," I said helplessly to him, "If I smoke again, I'll let you handle it, okay?"

Poker-Face just nodded, and said, "The second request..."

I couldn't help laughing: "There is a second request? Little brother, how can you stand up for me, I think you are extorting money?"

Poker-Face said innocently: "You said just now that you would agree."

I had no choice but to signal him to continue, anyway, I really have nothing to do with him, even if he asks me to serve him, I will...

"The second request." Poker-Face interrupted my rambling thoughts and continued, "From now until you get married, you can rest here, eat well, don't think about other things, and don't catch a cold and get sick. I will invite a doctor tomorrow Give you a pulse, and maybe prescribe some prescriptions to recuperate."

I was dumbfounded when I heard it, I felt that I was alive and well, and I didn't need to spend so much trouble on Poker, so I said, "But haven't you already arranged for Zhang Haiping to give me diet therapy?"

Pokerfing's face darkened slightly: "Your body is clear in your heart, diet therapy only cures the disease." He glanced at me, and his tone slowed down, "If you are already sick, you have to take medicine."

I don't intend to entangle this issue with him any more, so I agreed without distraction, thinking that I will only live here for half a month, and when I go back, no one will care about me.

Poker-Face seemed to know what I was thinking, and added: "I'm quite busy during this period, and when Yucun is free, I will make detailed arrangements for your diet and daily life."

I stared at Poker Ping dumbfounded, and thought to myself, how the hell am I getting married, am I finding a father for myself?

Just as I was thinking about it, Poker-Face asked me in a tone that my father had never used before: "I told you eight glasses of water a day in the afternoon, how many did you drink?"

I was speechless immediately, and called out to him sincerely: "Dad! Can you stop reading the articles posted by Moments? Why do you drink eight glasses of water a day? If you really drink like this, there will definitely be problems..."

Before I could finish speaking, Poker Ping took a step forward, I saw his eyes fixed on my lips, and then he lowered his head...

I think I have a problem recently, my brain always goes in a strange direction, the fact is that Poker-Face lowered his head and pressed his finger on my lower lip, and showed me: "Bleeding."

I licked my lips subconsciously, and it really smelled bloody. Poker Fing twisted his fingertips and said to me: "You have to be obedient." He put down his hand silently, as if sighing, and said softly, "Wu Xie, I won't hurt you."

Just one sentence from Poker Bottle broke all my defenses. For a moment, I really wanted to ask him, if he can control me for a while, can he control me for a lifetime?If we were just married for a casual occasion, why should he take care of me so meticulously?Although I've never been in a relationship, I'm not a fool. What's more, now that I understand how I feel about him, Pokerfing's every move makes me particularly interested. In fact, from the wedding in Hangzhou until now, I have tried my best to suppress myself Don't think about it too much, but even so, I can't help but sink deeper and deeper into his influence day by day, and look forward to his response more and more day by day.

But, this is Zhang Qiling, will Zhang Qiling fall in love with humans?I'm just an ordinary person, and I probably spent all the luck in my life getting acquainted with him. If he never knows, I can silently love him for the rest of my life. As for whether he can return the same love as me, I don't even think about it. I don't dare to think about it, how uncomfortable it would be if I had such expectations but failed...

I thought of the questions Poker-Face answered when he came to pick up the bride, I thought of the vows he made when he hugged me in the wedding car and the wedding ceremony, I thought of the kiss that brushed the corners of my lips under the eyes of everyone, and I thought of the password made up of 817 and my birthday, Thinking of his caring for me all the time, I thought, now, I have too much, he left me a ghost seal ten years ago, I can keep his promise to survive ten years of darkness, and With what has been given since his return, I have had enough in this life.

I didn't answer for a long time, and Poker Ping patted my shoulder lightly, and said to me: "It's time to go to bed, start going to bed early and get up early today, don't stay up late."

When he said this, I felt that my heart was full of sweetness again, and I couldn't help thinking badly, if I secretly smoked behind his back, bribed Zhang Haiping to not eat medicinal food, had nosebleeds due to lack of water, got a cold, got sick and coughed, and didn't cooperate The doctor drank the medicine, but I don't know how the stuffy oil bottle will react?Maybe if I don't change it, he will always control me...

Of course, in reality, it is impossible for me to live up to Pokerfing's wishes, so I had to obediently roll off to sleep like his son.

Originally, this was just a random thought, but it turned out to be a prophecy. Because of the absurd dream and troubles that night, I actually fell ill the next day.