[Qin Shimingyue] On the development of love through improper households

"Mr. Zhang Liang, I don't know what capacity you are here to attend the general's wedding banquet today?" Long Qi raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Liang with a bad tone.

Zhang Liang closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were full of smiles: "Mrs. Long was a student of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, and her ovary was her third master."

"So, in the name of these three masters, are you here to have a glass of wedding wine?"

"Yes." Zhang Liang nodded, smiled and turned his head to look at me.

I was startled, then put on a smile and said softly: "Third Master has a heart."

"Mr. Zhang Liang, did you bring a congratulatory gift when you came to drink General Xiaolong's wedding wine?" Zhong Li asked winkingly, "I see you have a small box in your hand. What kind of treasure is it?"

"A small gift is not a respect, Madam Long please accept it with a smile." Zhang Liang then handed over the small wooden box.

I took the small wooden box in a daze, a little at a loss.

... Madam Long?Girl Biji is not pleasant to listen to.

"Mrs. Xiaolong, please open it quickly. Let us also open our eyes. What treasure did Mr. Zhang give you?" Zhong Limei, who was uninterested, started to stir up the atmosphere again, and then many soldiers also started booing.

"Ah Zhen, just open it and have a look." Long Qie whispered in my ear.

I nodded and slowly opened the box.

In full view.

What was in the box was not gold jewellery, but a suit of clothes.

Yellow fabric as the background, embroidered with small lilac flowers... This was a parting gift from Aunt Zhang when Zhang Liang and I were at the bottom of the cliff.

"Silly girl, this is for the future children of Ah Zhen and Ah Liang. You will have children in the future." Aunt Zhang's kind face appeared in front of my eyes, and her loving voice hit me hard. on my heart.

"It turned out to be children's clothes. Mr. Zhang is amazing. How did you know that Mrs. Long is pregnant? The baby will be born in a few months."

As soon as Zhongli Mo said this, Long Qie and I both looked embarrassed.

The old man Fan Zeng helped us out: "Mr. Zhang has always been a master of things, and it is not unusual to know such things. General Long and Mrs. Long are deeply in love with each other. There's nothing wrong with that."

Zhang Liang lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on my lower abdomen. He said softly: "Originally this was a gift for Zifang's future child, but the child of Zifang has died. Madam Long, I hope that the children of General Long and Madam Long will be safe and healthy."

"...Third Master, my condolences. I like this gift very much, and I think the children will like it too." I moved the corners of my mouth and said a word with difficulty.

"Mr. Zhang Liang, both Ah Zhen and I have lost our father and mother. Master Fan took this high position for me. You are Ah Zhen's third master. Can you please take over her high position? "

"Ovary...but it's disrespectful."

"Wait a minute." Yan Lu interrupted our conversation, and he continued, "General Long's words are wrong. Although Zifang is Zizhen's third master, he is not the one with the longest life, Gao Tang The position has to be replaced by our senior brother."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Fu Nian, Fu Nian nodded, and asked, "Will General Long mind?"

"It's Long Qie who is so abrupt, he actually forgot that Master Fu Nian is here." Long Qi looked at me with a smile, and then said, "Ah Zhen, let's serve tea to Master Fan and Master Fu Nian." .”

"……it is good."

I looked up at Zhang Liang, his face was sideways, half quiet in the flickering shadows, half trembling in the endless skylight.

I remembered someone else said that life repeats itself, but mine never repeats itself.

Every time, it is so profound.

After Long Qie and I finished offering tea to Fan Zeng and Fu Nian, people came to toast us one after another.

First came the mischievous Zhong Limei, then the gentle Yan Lu, the lively Xiao Ming...and Zhang Liang.

There are no thousands of troops behind him, but his steps are so heavy.

It seems that after he came, the whole Pengcheng was covered with a bleak autumn atmosphere.

"With this glass of wine, Zifang respects General Long and his wife. Zifang wishes you to grow old forever, be united forever, and have a family full of children and grandchildren."

After that, he raised his hand and drank a glass of wine.

"Thank you Mr. Zhang for your good words." Long Qie immediately drank a glass of wine.

... All the guests were entertained by Rika this time.The best Xifenglong is put away for me, and it will be returned to me after I give birth.

"The ovary came here in a bit of a hurry. There are still some things to deal with in the army, so I'm leaving first." He put down his glass and said in a low voice, "The wine tastes really good... I haven't noticed it before."

He traveled thousands of miles, trekking through mountains and rivers, and came here just to toast me with a glass of wine, wishing that I and others will live forever, be united forever, and be full of children and grandchildren.

The wooden box in my hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties, but I was reluctant to put it down, and I was reluctant to entrust others to hold it.

He left, he didn't even say goodbye to Fu Nian and Yan Lu, he just left... Confucian disciples, how could they forget etiquette?

How come no one blamed him?

Everyone just looked at him silently.

Watching him gradually fade out of sight, watching his figure disappear into the gradually cooling autumn wind.

I raised my head, just in time to see a yellowed leaf falling from the tree in the courtyard.It swirled down in the air, carrying the last trace of greenery, and then it was stepped on by a young soldier, and the sole of his foot made a crisp sound.

I know, it's broken, its life is over.

I closed my eyes and said lightly, "I'm tired, I want to rest."

Long Qi was slightly stunned, and then readily agreed: "I'll take Madam back to her room."

"No need, you still have to entertain guests here, just Jinse and Yinxue will send me off."

"En." Long Qie nodded, and said to Yin Xue and Jin Se, "I'm sorry, you two girls."

Jinse smiled and said: "The general is serious. It is Jinse's three lives to be able to take care of his wife."

Yin Xue bit her lips stubbornly all the way, without saying a word, tears glistened in her eyes, she stubbornly refused to shed them.It seemed that as soon as she opened her mouth, tears would burst into tears.

She shed so many tears in other people's love that this time is so haggard.

I patted her on the shoulder and said softly: "Yin Xue, Han Xin told me that he likes to see you smiling. So, don't cry."

"...I just... didn't cry." Yin Xue rubbed her eyes with her hands, and muttered, "Han Xin wouldn't say such things."

"How do you know he can't?" I smiled and straightened her hair.

"He's not Mr. Zhang Liang."

My smile froze on my face, and after a long time, I whispered, "Zhang Liang wouldn't say that either."

A red candle in a room.

The flickering candlelight lit up the silent night brightly.I sat on the head of the bed, holding the little clothes Zhang Liang sent me.Although the fabric is rough, the workmanship is extremely exquisite.

At that time, Zhang Liang and I had no future.At that time, I was heartbroken that he had made me look forward to tomorrow, but he didn't appear in my tomorrow at all.

"Ah Zhen." Long Qie pushed the door in, reeking of alcohol, calling me back from the corridor of memories.

His handsome face has been stained with a layer of red frost, I don't know whether it is because of too much alcohol or because of the candlelight in the room.

I opened my mouth to say something when he was already sitting beside me.

"Ah Zhen." His voice was clear and shallow, and he seemed a little lonely in this empty room, "...I am very happy, really, even if it is in name only."

"……Fool."

Is it in name only?

But Zhang Liang and I have no real names.

"Ah Zhen, one day, you will truly accept me." Long Qie recovered from his melancholy, looked at my belly with a smile, and said, "I will treat this kid very well and let him help his father." Say a few nice words in front of his mother."

"How do you know it must be a boy?"

"My father said that sour children are hot girls. When my mother gave birth to my brother and me, she especially liked to eat sour plums." Long Qie sniffed and said enviously, "Besides, every generation of the Zhang family only gives birth to sour plums." son."

"...You know this kind of thing too?" Thinking about it carefully, it is true. Brother Zhang Kai only has one son, Zhang Ping, and Zhang Ping later had Zhang Liang and Zhang Yuan, but he has no daughter.

"Zhang Liang is actually very famous. I'm a bandit...ah no, I heard his name when I was recuperating in Sanghai. At that time, I never thought that he and I would meet one day. become rivals."

"Ahem, don't mention those past events anymore, I want to rest." I pointed to the ground and said, "Sleep on the ground, do you have any objections?"

"...Can I sleep on the bed?"

"Or go to the guest room?"

"I'll be laughed to death by others. I was driven out by my wife on the night of the wedding. How can I order the three armies in the future? I will sleep on the floor. Anyway, I am thick-skinned. If I have no parents and no mother, no one will feel sorry for me if I catch a cold. "Long Qi grumbled and pulled a quilt from the bed, and started to make the floor.

Seeing the angry look of the dragon, I felt a little funny.Laughing and laughing, he suddenly froze again.

"Forget it, you can sleep in my room."

"Good idea, son. How is your night vision?"

"Shang Jia."

"You won't step on my face when you wake up at night, will you?"

"……Won't."

This voice flashed in my mind, it was the conversation between Zhang Liang and me when we were teenagers.At that time, it was me who laid the floor and him who slept on the bed.

... At that time, how could I wrong myself so much, I simply endured the humiliation.

Yes, at that time, I wanted to marry Zhang Liang, because I liked him, and with that kind of mood, I could smile so happily even if I was laying on the floor.

How could I forget that feeling?

"I like Zhang Xiaomei."

13-year-old Ji Zhen, standing in the deepest part of her memory, made a vow.

The author has something to say: When I write about Master Fan, all I think of is fried chicken legs. Every time my mother comes back after going out, she will bring me a cup of milk tea with 85 degrees C and two fried chicken legs by Master Fan. It’s super delicious ==