Speaking of the hospital exam, Song Yi was distracted for a moment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In order for the leg injury to heal quickly, the pain experienced in those ten days is really indescribable.

But now looking at the woman in front of him like a flower, and thinking about the long road ahead, he already has at least a pair of sound legs to walk on, Song Yi suddenly gave birth to a feeling that the pain in the past was suddenly like a dream.

He smiled and sighed leisurely in his heart, and said, "I have to go back and ask the teacher to be a guarantee, and in addition, all kinds of registration procedures must be handled in the county." ”

Jiang Huijia said: "Then let's rest all night today and go back tomorrow." After a pause, he smiled again, "As soon as you go back, it will definitely cause a sensation!"

The two looked at each other and smiled together.

I don't pay attention to the rules of eating without saying anything, and the two of them ate noodles slowly and leisurely during the conversation.

By this time, I saw that the sun was still very strong outside.

Song Yi said: "Turning a street outside, there are many shops selling rouge gouache, jewelry and cloth. Now that she has come to Fucheng, she might as well buy some favorite objects and go back. ”

Jiang Huijia didn't refuse to buy things, but: "You can also buy them on the side, but in terms of cloth, Grandma Zheng gave a lot of them last time, and they are all good materials." ”

Then she made a dejected expression, and said quietly: "However, I can neither embroider nor make clothes, and no matter how many good materials come to my hands, it will be a waste......"

She pretended to look at Song Yi with a pitiful look, and her originally smart and clear apricot eyes were wet at this time, as if they were covered with a layer of flower dew in the early morning, and suddenly they broke into a cool spot in this hot summer day.

She was originally teasing Song Yi, but she didn't know how heart-pounding her appearance was at the moment.

Song Yi's Adam's apple moved slightly, and the roots behind his ears quietly turned red.

He tilted his head slightly and said with a smile: "No, it doesn't matter, just ask someone to do it." In a few days, we will come back to Fucheng, if the lady likes the material, you can also customize the ready-to-wear, the tailor's craftsmanship here in Fucheng is better than in the town. ”

Jiang Huijia held back a smile, admiring his appearance of pretending to be calm even though he was shy.

Huh!

Sister, I've seen through you a long time ago, what else are you pretending!

Song Yi coughed lightly again, turned his head and looked at Jiang Huijia with smiling eyes.

Although they have been married for three or four months, they used to sleep in the same bed night and night, but Song Yi had a leg disease in the past, even if the two really got along day and night in the past, the communication between the two sides was maintained at the level of etiquette.

Speaking of which, their relationship is both intimate and not intimate.

is obviously a legitimate husband and wife, but many times they get along with each other very young.

Of course, as far as Jiang Huijia is concerned, she actually enjoys this kind of youthfulness.

After all, I haven't talked about love, so I'm getting married directly, so why don't you talk about it again after marriage?

So Song Yi is a nominal husband to her, a boyfriend in essence, and of course, one day in the future, she should also become a de facto husband.

Hmm, when you think about it, you seem to blush a little?

The two of them maintained a subtle but equally pleasant mentality, and spent half an afternoon strolling around shops such as rouge gouache, jewelry, and fabrics.

Jiang Huijia doesn't like makeup, but that doesn't stop her from appreciating the various beauties of ancient rouge. In the end, she bought some skin care things such as lipstick and agar cream, which in ancient times when there were no chemical agents, these should be pure natural handmade products.

Of course, in fact, as a girl who has studied Chinese medicine since she was a child, Jiang Huijia has memorized a few cosmeceutical recipes.

However, in her previous life, she was busy with her career, and she often wanted to break a day into two days, so where would she have the leisure to make this kind of thing by herself?

So the recipe is just the formula, and she hasn't practiced it.

Now that time and space have changed, life has been much more leisurely, Jiang Huijia decided to wait for Song Yi to finish the exam this time, and try the recipes he remembered when he was free in the future.

Song Yi used his own vision to help Jiang Huijia pick a pearl hairpin with flowers in a jewelry store, and a pair of plain silver dotted emerald sideburns.

The material is not outstanding, but the workmanship is very delicate.

Song Yi was still a little embarrassed: "Lady, now I have no fame and no financial resources. When I pass the exam in the future, I will change it for the lady. ”

Jiang Huijia is not high-spirited, but she also does not pursue luxury.

Song Yiken accompanied her shopping so patiently, she had already given this boyfriend a high score in her heart. As for whether the things he bought were expensive or not, she didn't care at all.

Of course, Song Boy's attitude is still worth encouraging.

But she wanted to say: "Every time I slaughter dogs, most of them are scholars." After you students go to high school, don't you all want to go to Beijing to marry the daughters of high-ranking officials?

After she finished speaking, she had to snort softly.

After humming, he laughed first.

Song Yi is very good today, as for whether he can be very good in the future, it depends on the future.

Jiang Huijia was too lazy to worry about the sky, and first suspected people. She had been skeptical and hesitant before, but now that she had said it, she was willing to give her trust.

Of course, proper tapping is still necessary.

Her little cunning Song Yi saw it in her eyes, and her heart softened unconsciously, so she smiled and said: "Even if you go to Beijing to catch the exam, I will also take my lady with me." If people see such a beautiful lady beside me, how can they be embarrassed to push out their ugly daughter?"

Jiang Huijia immediately smacked him: "What a big piece of cheekiness!"

The two of them strolled around until late in the morning, and then found a restaurant on the side of the road for dinner.

After dinner, enjoy the night view of Fucheng.

But when I saw thousands of lights, the streets and alleys were bright.

Due to the cool breeze at night, there are many more pedestrians on the road than during the day.

Rows of special lanterns line up in the streets and alleys, and there are many stalls selling ghost noodles on the roadside.

Jiang Huijia was still wondering: "Why are there so many people who buy lanterns and sell ghost masks?"

Song Yi said: "A few days ago it was Qixi Festival, and lanterns were also sold in the city. It's Halloween again in a few days......"

He paused and said in a low voice, "Lady, when we go back, I will take you to Dongshan...... Would you like to see my mother?"

Jiang Huijia paused for a moment before she reacted, and the "mother" Song Yi said turned out to be his deceased biological mother.

"Okay!" In the night, Jiang Huijia answered, suddenly stretched out her hand quietly, and then grabbed Song Yi's hand.

Song Yi: "......"

Young Song's hands were also stiff, and his body was also stiff.

Well, lady, you're so bold, I'm ...... I actually love it!

He suddenly backhanded and held Jiang Huijia's palm tightly in his hand.

Compared with Song Yi's big hands, Jiang Huijia's hands are really slender and soft.

It was held in the palm of his hand as if it had no bones. (To be continued.) )