Chapter 152: Wishing in front of the pillow

"......" Fan Juren shook his hand and pulled off a beard, his teeth hurt immediately, and he really wanted to laugh, and his expression was extremely strange for a while.

"Teacher," Min Shiqing was not at ease, but he didn't see the teacher's distorted expression, and asked, "You...... What did you tell Uncle Ann?"

Fan Juren just relieved himself and listened to this again, he couldn't bear it anymore, he couldn't breathe with laughter, Min Shiqing patted him on the back with one hand and handed him tea with the other, and said helplessly: "Teacher, laughing is not good for health." ”

Fan Juren rolled his eyes, took the tea and drank two sips slowly, picked up the "don't ask for anyone" on the coffee table next to him and knocked him: "How can your teacher and I be bad people in marriage?"

Besides, asking about his proud protΓ©gΓ© is like being scratched in an itchy spot, and his big boast that he is not proud of is already considered self-contained!

Min Shiqing knocked twice without pain or itching, but he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a little surprise: "Don't blame the teacher, it's chaotic if the students care." ”

Fan Juren looked him up and down, as if he had reacquainted himself with this student, and muttered, "Tsk, you actually fell in love with such a young lady...... In the future, you will have ...... boil."

Min Shiqing frowned, very dissatisfied with his ridicule of being old and disrespectful: "Teacher!"

Fan Juren glared: "Be respectful to your teacher, maybe you will have to beg your teacher to protect this medium in the future!"

Min Shiqing was overjoyed: "Uncle An said that he could go to propose?"

"It's beautiful to think!" Fan Juren unceremoniously hit the protΓ©gΓ©, and when he saw Min Shiqing's face froze, he smiled proudly: "When your teacher goes to him to drink twice, it is estimated that he will be able to do so." ”

"Teacher!"

"Huh?" Fan Juren waited for the students to flatter him.

"A little wine is pleasant, but a big wine hurts the body, at the age of the teacher, it's better to drink less. ”

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Fan Juren was surprised: "You don't want family affairs?"

"Yes. Min Shiqing was calm: "But if the teacher is unwell because of the student's family affairs, the student is also unwilling." ”

Fan Juren's heart is like drinking iced sour plum soup in three dog days, and he immediately laughed into a chrysanthemum: "Don't worry, I am a gentleman's friend with your Uncle An, and I drink only for pleasure, even if I want to drink more, he will stop me." ”

Then the student was relieved. Min Shiqing bowed solemnly: "There is Teacher Lao." ”

Fan Juren looked at the young man in front of him with satisfaction, teaching a smart and studious student is nothing, the most proud thing is that this student is polite and sensible and respectful to the teacher, and immediately promised: "Just take a few more steps, it's not worth it, don't worry, and wait for my good news." ”

"Yes, thank you for your attention. ”

Mr. Fan came to find his father, Min Shiqing retired in time, Mr. Fan glanced at his indifferent expression, always felt that something was not right, turned his head and looked again, heh, why does it seem to be floating under his feet?

"Dad, what's wrong with Shi Qing?"

"Hehe, the Buddha said, don't say, don't say!"

Min Shiqing returned to the study, and returned to his seat with a sense of ecstasy and picked up the book, but he couldn't read a word.

From a pink doll in the snow softly pounced into his arms, to the cute little girl holding his hand and raising her little face to call her brother, scene by scene, Min Shiqing remembered her bright and warm smile like the spring sun, remembered his appearance reflected in her clear eyes, remembered that she was well-behaved and sensible, and remembered that she was coquettish and foolish.

Well, suddenly remembering the courage of the delicate little girl in Foguang Temple who stepped forward to pick up the turtle and threw it, and the embarrassment of being overwhelmed, Min Shiqing's heart was so soft that he was in a mess, and a gentle smile unconsciously bloomed on his face.

The young ghost at the front table looked back reverently, and when he saw this smile, he shuddered violently, what book can laugh like this?

The young man trembled and turned his head, it was terrible, reading this kind of book can also be seen so devoted, laughing so gently, it suddenly makes people feel like a mountain is looking up, there has never been a moment so firmly believe that Min Shiqing will be in the Jinshi, with this spirit of reading, he can also win, okay?

Unconsciously turned a page of the book, thought of Foguang Temple, Min Shiqing remembered the quiet and gentle companionship under the shade of the forest in the afternoon, well, she likes the flute, she learned it a few times at the beginning, and she threw away her hand because of the trouble, it doesn't matter, he will blow it to her in the future.

She likes grape trellises, and she also builds one in his yard, and will ...... in the future Well, when she arrives at his house in the future, she won't have to miss that one at home. In the summer, he let people town melons and fruits in the well early, and he accompanied her to cool off under the grape trellis and played the flute for her......

The delicate girl was lying on the rattan chair and listening to him play the flute contentedly, Min Shiqing thought about that picture and felt that it was so beautiful that she was going to get drunk.

Oh, and the hoof, Bao'er loves to eat that one, go back and let the cook at home learn it, so she doesn't have to worry about eating secretly, no matter what kind of demeanor he has, just don't let people serve on the side when the time comes. By the way, she still likes to drink rice wine, so she has to take it secretly when she goes back to Manxianglou, it doesn't matter, he will prepare a lot for her in the future, when she wants to drink, she can drink as much as she wants.

Min Shiqing is full of longing, and he doesn't feel that he is raising pigs at all, if he lets Liuniang know that he envisions his future life like this, he will probably faint happily, and he will wake up and not marry - such a pig-like life, isn't it her ideal?

When he was pushed awake, looking at San Lang's face, Min Shiqing was still a little unable to come back to his senses.

"After school, why are you so serious?"

Saburo stretched out his head and glanced at it, uh...... Thumbs up silently!

Min Shiqing closed the book casually: "You guys go first, I'll read it for a while." ”

I haven't changed my position for a long time, and my legs are a little numb.

He was so attentive to his studies, how could San Lang be so disturbed, and he turned to call Erlang again: "Second brother, let's go, haha, go back and see how that girl saw us, she was drunk like that yesterday and ......"

"Ahem!" Erlang hurriedly stopped him and turned his head to look around.

"Everyone is gone!" San Lang was dissatisfied: "You are stupid to me and talk nonsense in front of people!"

Erlang looked at his younger brother, how hard are you to be smart?

didn't want to hit him, Erlang saw Min Shiqing: "Hey, Brother Qing, you didn't leave either?"

Min Shiqing had already gotten up and silently packed up the bookcase, turned around and smiled gently: "Let's go, let's go together?"

San Lang was a little confused, what he said just now was to let them go first, right? But he has never been that more serious person, and immediately nodded when he heard this: "Okay, okay." ”

The three of them packed up and left the study, Gorou was already waiting outside, and the four of them walked together, Min Shiqing seemed to ask casually: "Bao'er was drunk yesterday?"

San Lang nodded: "Yes!"

Thinking of Liuniang's drunken state yesterday, I couldn't help laughing: "Ha, Brother Qing, you haven't seen me, I'm laughing to death, it turns out that this girl is drunk like this, it's not the same as Wulang at all!" (To be continued.) )