Chapter 50: The Unconscious Yellow Rosary
Having said that, Zhang Xijing came back from the mayor's house with a worried look.
Every time I see him like this, Huang Nianzhu feels uncomfortable, and he doesn't tell himself about something in his heart, sighing day and night, and feeling upset when he looks at it.
Zhang Xijing looked at the closed door and reluctantly walked to the study next door, there were some things that he didn't want her to know, so as not to worry about it.
Huang Nianzhu in the room sat in front of the dresser, looking at himself in the bronze mirror, how could he not know Zhang Xijing's worries, angry not to blame him, but angry to himself, blame himself for being a woman's benevolence, and couldn't help anything.
In the study, Zhang Xijing stared blankly at the green leaves on the desktop and fell into deep thought.
The north wind was blowing at night, Zhang Xijing stood at the gate of the courtyard and rubbed his hands coldly, thinking about it, now he can only find his son-in-law to find a way. However, when I walked to the gate of the courtyard, I stopped again, although it was a family, but I always troubled my son-in-law... It's not so good either...
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, and a slight cough was heard.
Zhang Xijing looked back behind him and said, "Who's where?"
Suddenly, a nice voice said: "Brother Zhang, it's me..."
Zhang Xijing saw that it was Mo Ruo, and asked: "It turned out to be Miss Mo Ruo, so late, you still have to go out?"
Mo Ruo smiled lightly: "Mo Ruo just came back from the class master, he has a new repertoire, and he sings into a god, and as soon as he stops, it's all at this point." ”
Zhang Xijing nodded and said: "I see, it's really hard for you, it's cold this night, hurry up and go into the house to rest." ”
Mo Ruo nodded slightly and said, "Then Mo Ruo will take a step first." Turning away, the figure gradually melted into the darkness.
Zhang Xijing sighed slightly, and turned around to leave and returned to the study. It's the third watch in the middle of the night, so don't wake them up.
In the early morning of the next day, Huang Nianzhu watched Zhang Xijing walk out of the study with two panda eyes, snorted coldly, passed by him, and became even more angry when he saw that he ignored himself.
Zhang Xijing watched Huang Nianzhu's back go away, sighed silently, walked out of the mansion gate, and went to the mayor's house.
At this time, a soft voice said: "Brother Zhang." ”
Zhang Xijing stopped, looked at Miss Mo Ruo who walked out of the threshold, and responded: "Miss Mo Ruo is also so early." ”
Mo Ruo nodded and said, "The class master said that you must get familiar with the new opera as soon as possible, so you have to get up early and go to practice with your brothers and sisters." ”
Zhang Xijing said with a smile: "It's just right, I also have something to go to the mayor's house, if I don't dislike it, let's go over together." ”
Mo Ruo smiled slightly, came to Zhang Xijing's side, and went to the mayor's house with him.
In the small courtyard, Zhang Xue didn't see Mo Qing's figure when she opened her eyes, and she was used to his elusiveness, maybe she was peeking at herself! After washing, she tied a pigtail and ran to the kitchen to find her mother.
In the kitchen, Huang Nianzhu was absent-mindedly cooking, accidentally cut his fingers, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the dishes were all mushy, and he sighed with a pursed mouth.
Zhang Xue trotted to the kitchen and shouted, "Mother, mother!
Huang Nianzhu heard Zhang Xue's voice, wiped her face with her sleeve, turned to look at Zhang Xue who ran in, and said with a smile: "Yes, the vegetable is paste." Xue'er, when you go to the private school, can you go to Aunt Zhang's to buy two steamed buns to eat?"
Zhang Xue looked at her mother, and asked a little nervously: "Okay, mother, can you really buy steamed buns to eat?" Seeing that her mother nodded, she took out money from her pocket and gave it to herself, happily hugged her mother, and said, "Thank you, mother, then I'll buy steamed buns first!"
Huang Nianzhu watched Zhang Xue go away, and then sat softly on the threshold, looking at the bleeding fingers in a daze.
At this time, Huang Limei came over, saw Huang Nianzhu sitting on the threshold, and said, "What's wrong with my sister? He hurriedly walked over and helped him up.
Huang Nianzhu saw that it was Huang Limei, and also got up, when her hand held her hand, she felt that her hand was extremely cold, a chill that made her heart palpitate. said: "Sister Limei, why did you come out? Your hands are cold, hurry back to the house to warm up, and I'll stew some chicken soup for you to drink." ”
Huang Limei shook her head and said, "Don't be busy, look at you, how tired you are?
Huang Nianzhu said bitterly: "He went out, men have men's affairs, and we can't interfere as women." Feeling a little weak, he stood with his back against the door, and reluctantly smiled and said, "Okay, Sister Limei, I'm fine, you hurry back to the house!
Huang Limei looked at Huang Nianzhu, although she was a little worried, but she was really cold in the past few days, which was not good for the child. I had to say: "Then I'll go back to the house to rest, don't be too tired, hurry up and rest for a while!"
Huang Nianzhu nodded, looking at Huang Limei, suddenly felt dizzy and palpitations, her body was weak, and when she was about to fall, she fell into a cold embrace, opened her eyes slightly and looked at the peerless face in front of her, and gradually lost consciousness.
Mo Qing looked at the fainted Huang Rosary, frowned slightly, and sucked away the remaining ghost qi on her body, her essence was sucked away by the ghost, so she passed out.
When Huang Nianzhu woke up, the first thing he saw was Zhang Xijing's ugly face crying miserably, and he wanted to speak, but when he thought of the things in front of him, he snorted coldly and turned his face away.
Zhang Xijing cried and shouted: "Madam... Whining... It's good that you're awake, it's all my fault, I didn't protect you! If something happens to you, I won't be alive!"
Huang Nianzhu looked back at Zhang Xijing, glanced at him, and said, "Oh, you've just had an accident! I'm here well!"
Zhang Xijing hurriedly responded: "I'm a crow's mouth, a crow's mouth! My wife is so good!" slapped his face, Huang Nianzhu took his hand, and scolded: "Stupid, why are you beating yourself!"
Zhang Xijing smiled and said: "As long as my wife is happy, I can be stupid, and I can die for my husband! As long as my wife says a word, my husband will never say no!"
Huang Nianzhu withdrew his hand, gave him a bigger white eye, and said angrily: "You want to die, I don't want to be a widow yet!"
Zhang Xijing hurriedly coaxed: "Yes, yes, Madame is right, don't be angry, hurt your body, come, lie down and rest first, Madame wait a while, for the husband, I will go to stew the chicken and mushrooms that Madame loves to eat." ”
Huang Nianzhu obediently lay down, looked at the person in front of him who was anxious for himself, smiled secretly in his heart, watched him carefully cover himself with the quilt, tiptoed out, and the moment he closed the door, he couldn't help laughing out loud and said, "Stupid!"