Under the cold light of its blade, it was not only the Lin family, but also the emperor family.

For a moment, Lin Zijin was a little impulsive and wanted to rush in to make up the marriage, but she was actually not a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and she knew that it was impossible.

Or, talk to the Emperor Iron Army?

I remember that in my previous life, the Emperor Iron Army seemed to be very promising, and there was a small officer in the army, who seemed to be the head of the regiment or something.

But how can you talk to him? Just say that Wu Ronghong will kill his sister-in-law, cause his parents to die early, and make him give up this marriage?

This thought was fleeting, Lin Zijin knew that she could only think about it, and if she really implemented it, everyone would think she was crazy.

Maybe some people think that Lin Zijin has taken a fancy to the Emperor Tiejun and deliberately wants to disturb other people's marriages!

It would be nice if it wasn't Wu Ronghong who was engaged to Di Tiejun, Wu Ronghong didn't marry to Luobu Village, Zhang Benshan wouldn't hook up with her, and Lin Ziwei wouldn't have that unwarranted disaster.

But now everything is still developing according to the original trajectory, in front of the wheel of fate, Lin Zijin feels that she is just a little ant who is not self-sufficient.

What made Lin Zijin feel even more sinister was Feng Qian.

Seeing Feng Qian again after a year, Lin Zijin felt that he had changed a lot.

A year is not a long time, nor is it short, Feng Qian's height has grown a lot, and the childishness on his face has faded a lot.

He passed by the courtyard of the emperor's house, greeting others like an adult, turning a blind eye to the fingers and fingers of the mouthy aunts and aunts, and ignoring the cold eyes and ridicule of his peers.

Lin Ziwei saw Lin Zijin looking at Feng Qian, so he whispered to Lin Zijin that Feng Qian's attitude towards Guo Cuihua had also changed, at least in front of outsiders, Feng Qian had become a good boy who was filial and obedient.

The people in the village never saw him and Guo Cuihua talk back again.

Feng Qian also saw Lin Zijin, he greeted her and Lin Ziwei very politely, turned a blind eye to Lin Ziwei's cold eyes, and showed a warm and polite smile.

Facing such Feng Qian, Lin Zijin's heart rose even more.

He was more like the middle-aged Feng Qian she knew in her previous life, he had completely lost the edge of a young man, and became cold, oily and even cunning.

And his attitude towards Guo Cuihua has also begun to show in the direction of his previous life.

Lin Zijin remembered that Feng Qian's attitude towards Guo Cuihua in his previous life was very subtle.

He hates and hates Guo Cuihua, but he seems to be very filial to her.

The elderly Guo Cuihua has a problem of pretending to be dizzy, and when she encounters something embarrassing or unmanageable, she rolls her eyes and pretends to faint, and the matter is over.

The family and even the people in the village know her problem of pretending to be garlic, and when she pretends to be dizzy, the most she will look at coldly, and a more serious doctor like Zhu Chunming will unceremoniously expose her.

Only Feng Qian will be very patient and cooperate with Guo Cuihua's acting very seriously, making a panicked and cold look.

As a doctor, Lin Zijin was very disdainful of Guo Cuihua's behavior, and also told Feng Qian privately that he was pretending.

Feng Qian naturally believed it at the time and agreed, and next time he would still look frightened and in love with mother and son, and he couldn't wait to die for his mother.

Lin Zijin sometimes can't understand that this mother and son are doing such a realistic act, who is it for?

In fact, everyone knows what happened to Guo Cuihua's fainting, and they also know that everyone knows, so why bother with it?

Lin Zijin and his sister and brother returned to Lin's house, and Lin Zijiao was sitting alone in front of the window doing homework.

The kang in the hut was very warm, the light in front of the window was bright, and Lin Zijiao bit the head of the ballpoint pen, his eyes staring out the window.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

Seeing Lin Zijin come in, she smiled and stood up, and called her sister seemingly affectionately but politely.

Not long after Lin Zijin entered the door, she went to the emperor's house to watch the excitement, and before she had time to talk to the family, she opened her bag and took out the gifts for the two children.

The gift is two plastic notebooks, with portraits of great people and quotations printed on the cover, which is a relatively high-end book of this era.

Lin Zijin gave the blue notebook to Lin Ziwei, and handed the red one to Lin Zijiao.

Lin Zijiao took the notebook and showed an appropriate, happy smile: "Thank you, sister." ”

As she spoke, she casually put her notebook aside and continued to work on her workbook.

Lin Ziwei flipped through his own notebook, took Lin Zijiao's notebook and looked at it again and again, put the two notebooks together and compared them for a long time, making sure that everything else was the same except for the color of the cover, and after hesitating for a long time, he still put the red one back and the blue one in his hand.

Lin Zijiao saw him like this, and smiled: "Weiwei, you can pick whatever you want." ”

Lin Ziwei hesitated for a while: "Forget it, it's still me, the blue is clear." ”

Lin Zijiao: "If you like it, take it all, I don't want it to be of much use." ”

Lin Ziwei's eyes lit up and he immediately shook his head: "Forget it, you keep it, my notebook is going to write famous quotes, second sister, what are you going to do with it?"

Lin Zijiao put down the ballpoint pen and looked at the notebook: "I haven't thought about it yet." ”

She only smiled a little when she first got the notebook, and put it on the table, and never looked at it again, until now she picked it up and flipped through it casually: "I don't have anything to remember, you can take it." ”

Lin Ziwei looked at the notebook handed to him: "Second sister, why don't you want it, you can use it to write a diary, isn't Guo Xiaomin, her one is not so thick, and the paper inside is not so white." ”

This time, Lin Zijiao just smiled, lowered his head and continued to study.

Lin Zijiao behaved too sensibly, Lin Zijin felt a little strange, looked at her carefully, and leaned over to look at her homework.

Lin Zijiao raised his head and smiled at her with a flat eyebrow: "Sister, you are not cold, it is warmer to sit on the kang." ”

Lin Zijin was surprised, this kid is too sensible, why has he changed so much after not seeing him for nearly a year?

Lin Zijiao seemed to feel her gaze and smiled at her: "I'll help my mother cook." ”

Lin Zijin sent her out, and he only felt indescribably strange in his heart.

Jiaojiao seems to have changed, but for a while she can't tell where it has changed, she looked at her carefully, her appearance has not changed, but it seems that she is much more sensible?

Her body lost the sharp edge and vigor she used to have, and she became well-behaved and sensible, like a little adult.

Lin Ziwei finally waited for Lin Zijiao to go out, and immediately put down his notebook and gossiped with Lin Zijin: "Hey, Sister Zijin, do you know it, there are a lot of strange things happening in our village this year, the second sister was here just now, I don't dare to say it." ”

Lin Zijin looked at him funny: "Why don't you dare to say it?"

"The second sister objected to me gossiping behind my back," Lin Ziwei scratched his head and was embarrassed: "Actually, I also think that I shouldn't gossip, but this matter is related to Feng Qian's family, I think I should talk to you." ”

Things started last fall.

In fact, when these things first started, no one connected them with the Feng Qian family.

Yes, these things are not one or two, but many.

At the beginning, it was Wang Jinhe, an old bachelor at the east end of the village, who broke his leg.