Chapter Ninety-Eight: Bright Light
"Osmanthus cake and fried silkworm chrysalis, and two cups of sparkling water. β
In fact, this kind of thing has been in the world for a long time, thanks to the blessing of Wang Ling, all food-related technologies are always restored very quickly. Osmanthus cake is a seasonal snack, fried silkworm chrysalis is the Huo family's own production, in addition to the local owner, their main income is to rely on the operation of silk things, every time to draw silk, there are a large number of large number of silkworm chrysalis down, can not eat all.
Wu Qing'e studied hard for most of the day, and she was indeed a little hungry, so she stuffed osmanthus cakes into her mouth one after another. Huo Mang picked up the silkworm chrysalis one by one to eat, and in a slightly absent-minded manner, he spit out the hard chewy silkworm chrysalis skin into his handkerchief, and then asked as if unintentionally:
"Speaking of which, my father and Aunt Wu helped us kiss the doll, do you know?"
"Poofβ"
Wu Qing'e immediately turned her head to look at Huo Mingguang in horror, and at the same time, the pastry dregs in her mouth squirted out uncontrollably. Thanks to Huo Mingguang's quick hand, a harrier turned over and rolled away from this shotgun attack, and then swept the debris off the bed with his hands, while sighing helplessly.
"Okay, it seems that you don't know this reaction. β
The little kid lowered his head, his eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't look at Wu Qing'e's reaction, and chattered to himself:
"However, I also know that you are bent on seeking immortals and asking questions, and you are determined to become a contemporary He Immortal Gu. I don't have this talent, and I don't know what qualities I need to become an immortal. In short, if you don't want to, I'll go back and discuss with my father, and if the discussion fails, we can also give it up, even if we really get married, we can be a contract couple. Anyway, there are many choices, God can't die of hunger. β
Wu Qing'e looked at Huo Mingguang's appearance of not caring about herself, and somehow became a little angry.
"What about you?" she asked rhetorically, "what do you think?"
She poured a sip of sparkling water and decided that if the answer was to her liking, she would drink the sparkling water, and if it didn't suit her, she would spray it on Huo Mingguang's face.
"Me?" Huo Mingguang raised his head, blinked, and then looked at Wu Qing'e with great sincerity.
"I've grown up with you all my life, you've become a kind of inertia in my life, if I can, of course I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I like you very, very much, but that's why I respect your wishes. If you don't like me, don't grieve yourself. β
The little girl has never heard this kind of straight ball love story, and immediately the whole person is as sweet as being beaten with three catties of honey, and she feels that Huo Mingguang's face is sixty percent more handsome than usual.
"Go-bang. β
She swallowed hard the sparkling water in her mouth, her gaze wandering.
"Qing'e, you're blushing. β
Huo Mingguang kindly pointed out this point with the mood of watching the play.
"Verbosity!
"Okay, well, choking on water. β
Huo Mingguang repeated tolerantly.
"So, what's your reply?"
"If you insist......"
Wu Qing'e blushed, puffed out her mouth, and muttered quietly like a mosquito.
"It's not impossible......
In this era, human life is cheap, life cycle is short, fifteen or sixteen years old is the marriageable age, and thirteen years old should also fall in love. Wu Qing'e is now a thirteen-year-old girl, where did she expect that she would become an invincible stand-in who can easily repel the enma in the future, although Huo Mingguang is not a prosperous beauty, but his facial features are upright, he is beautiful and smooth, polite, elegant and calm, and he is still the heir to Wanguan's family wealth, and even better is that he is still his childhood sweetheart, who has a common secret, he has been obedient to himself since he was a child, and he can be called the top domineering president in this era, except that he is not the emperor, he is impeccable, and he speaks so well, Wu Qing'e has no reason not to fallγ
Moreover, as Huo Mingguang said before, he has grown up with Wu Qing'e all his life, and Wu Qing'e is already the inertia in his life. And from another point of view, Wu Qing'e is the same.
She hadn't even thought about what her life would be like without Huo Mingguang.
Huo Mingguang looked solemn: "I insist." β
"Then it's up to you, anyway, it's not all your idea to do any bad things for the two of us......"
Yes, unlike Wang Hao, a good student when he was a child, Huo Mingguang can be said to have kicked three feet when he saw a tree since he was a child, and he would bite the dog if the dog didn't bite him, but it was all harmless pranks. The temperament is indeed polite, but the bad water hidden in the stomach can be said to be able to write calligraphy when spit out, which is not unrelated to the lawlessness that Wang Yu has cultivated in this world, Huo Mingguang does not have Wang Hui's memory, but his temperament has brought a lot after all.
The little kid showed a smug and rampant smile: "Okay, I'll go back and talk to my dad and ask him to help propose." β
Wu Qing'e was stunned when she heard this: "Wait, didn't you say that Uncle Huo had already mentioned this matter to my mother?"
Huo Mingguang's expression changed suddenly, showing the dexterity of a mortal to rush out of the house, which was a superb step that could only be practiced after years of being chased by dogs.
As a person who can understand "Hugong Fu", Wu Qing'e is naturally not stupid, and as soon as her little brain turned around, she wanted to understand that Huo Mingguang was falsifying the facts to test her style, and she couldn't help but blushed and spat "Dengzi". However, the more I stayed in the house, the more I thought about it, the more shy I became, the more happy I became, and now I think about it, I am a big girl (I think) A-Niang didn't let herself go out to sleep in a separate room alone, I think I expected this thing a long time ago.
"Anyway, I'll have to adapt to this role change for a while......"
Wu Qing'e glanced at the bed where the two of them were sleeping, and she didn't know what she thought, and her pretty face was slightly red.
"But it doesn't feel bad. β
There was already a hazy good impression between them, but this time Huo Mingguang directly pierced the window paper, and it suddenly achieved the effect of being a bystander.
Huo Mingguang finally fooled a daughter-in-law, and the motivation was naturally full, and he ran all the way to tell Master Huo about it. Master Huo already had this idea, and now not only does he see that his son really likes Wu Qing'e, but also that he has stepped into the coffin with half a foot in his old age, and he has a deeper understanding of how precious immortality is. He didn't know that Huo Mingguang's talent was zero, and he still had a few glimmers of hope, so he readily agreed.
Mrs. Wu naturally will not refuse, she watched Huo Mingguang grow up, and she has long regarded him as her own son, and Huo Mingguang is very good in all aspects, and he is a good match.
So when Huo Mingguang and Wu Qing'e were both sixteen years old, they naturally got married.
When they got married, Huo Mingguang gave Wu Qing'e a pure golden lotus hairpin with two pearl coral pendants, which was not too exquisite, but it showed his intentions, which Huo Mingguang personally created. For some reason, he always felt that he should give the woman a precious piece of jewelry when he got married.