"Got it, you don't leave yet!" said Old Man Chai impatiently.

"Grandpa, what are you doing, Hang Yuqing is here to see me. Chai Fangqing didn't follow, "He's not a kid lying on the wall, we are seriously setting a marriage date, and the parents are matchmakers!"

"You also know the order of your parents - who made you keep going back and forth before you got married?" Mrs. Chai was most disgusted with someone disobeying Old Man Chai, and as soon as she found out, she immediately corrected it.

"Do you see which unmarried couple is not a young man who sees each other all day long? ”

Chai's second sister-in-law knew that this was true, and she didn't laugh at others on weekdays. But when she laughed, she didn't know that her daughter and son-in-law were like this, if she didn't see her for a day, it would be like every other autumn, and if she didn't see her for three days, it would be like she hadn't seen her for half her life.

If it were someone else, Chai's second sister-in-law would never be so good.

But the party was replaced by Hang Yuqing, but she was not good at staring. One is that Hang Yuqing's identity is there, she is three points shorter before she speaks; the second is that Chai Fangqingyuan and Hang Yuqing look at each other and hate each other, and now it is finally Lang has a mistress who is interested in getting along with each other, and she is afraid that she will manage too much as a mother, Hang Yuqing is resentful, and when she gets married, she will treat her daughter badly, so she has always pretended not to see and understand.

But in front of Mrs. Chai's accusation, she still couldn't hold it on her face.

"Yes, I didn't say I wouldn't let you two meet, but I can't always see each other, right?"

Mrs. Chai glanced at Chai's second sister-in-law, and when people couldn't hear the mystery in her words, they treated everyone else as a fool. "Yuqing boy—"

"Grandma," Hang Yuqing smiled obediently, "I really didn't come here today for Fangqing, it's my master-"

"Shiro?!" Old Lady Chai's drooping eyes immediately widened: "What's wrong with Shiro?"

The concubine frowned: "Mother, listen to what he says." ”

As soon as everyone heard that it was about Chai Rong, Hula all came up, and even the old man Chai moved two steps forward, urging Hang Yuqing: "Yuqing boy, what's wrong with my Shilang, you say it quickly." ”

Hang Yuqing has never received this kind of surging enthusiasm in the Chai family, and he suddenly gave a shiver to the frightened spirit, sure enough, the master in their family has status, what grandson-in-law, young master official, good apprentice, are all in vain.

He coughed, took out three letters from his bosom, and handed them to the concubine.

"This is a letter from the master to me, and I guess he couldn't contact the master, so he wrote it to the Yamen of Yongan County. I knew that the master was far away, so I replied to the master, but two days after the letter went out, I received two more letters, no, I looked for the T-shaped lane, and knew that the master had returned to Osmanthus Village, so I found it.

He seriously suspected that the master would not receive the letter from the master again, and would write to the county government hall full of letters.

The concubine opened the top one and looked at it, choking her throat with a mouthful of saliva, so that she could choke to death.

I saw that there were only three big words in the letter: What about Xunmei?

The characters are big one by one, slightly green and impatient, and it can be seen that it is Chai Rong's handwriting.

The second and third letters are still the same three words.

This is not like a family letter, but like a missing person notice.

"The fourth uncle can write?" Chai Fangqing admired, "It's so well written—what is written." ”

"You don't know how to read?" Hang Yuqing was surprised, looking back and thinking about her family environment, it was too normal not to know her. Seeing that Chai Fangqing was blushed by his question, his little appearance was shy and cute, and he smiled: "I will teach you to read and write in the future." ”

Chai Fangqing let out a soft 'um' sound.

It's really sprinkling dog food all the time, which catches people off guard. Mu Dun'er couldn't help but shake his head, and when he didn't look right, he pinched it like two cockfights together, and now he has changed the style of martial arts films before and has become a youth idol romance drama.

Make people look ...... It's so raw and envious.

Cruel, beautiful youth.

It's a pity that when he was young, the little girl he loved didn't love him, and when he went to find her again when he became famous, she was already fat into a ball, and he wouldn't recognize it if he hadn't repeatedly confirmed his ID card......

"Why are Mu Dun'er crying? Miss your father?" Chai Fangqing came to Mu Dun'er and stepped forward to hug him to comfort him.

How dare Mu Dun'er let a little girl who is just fourteen or fifteen years old hug, not to mention that the concubine can't spare him, and he can't get through his own psychological level-

"Sister Fang, men and women don't kiss, I've grown up, and I don't need to be hugged anymore. ”

Chai Fangqing smiled, "How old are you, just like a little old man." ”

……

"Ami, what did Shiro write?" asked Mrs. Chai anxiously. The Chai family has a large family, and there are few people who are literate, and Chai Haitang and Chai Rong know a limited number of people, which is less than the population of the Chai family.

The concubine stroked her forehead, "What is written on it is - Xunmei." Blame me, I thought that the war in the west would not be too smooth, who knows......"

Who knew that he sent three letters to Hang Yuqing alone, and it was impossible for him to write to her less than this number.

In her previous life, she had heard the old emperor complain that the correspondence between the people and the officers and soldiers in the frontier was not smooth, and even someone sent a letter to their family, but the family never received it.

Could it be that the Great Qi Imperial Court solved this difficulty?

Or, Chai Rong doesn't care if he can receive it at all, and writes home three times a day like a meal?

"Then you can reply to Shiro quickly, so that he doesn't have to worry. "Old Mrs. Chai is in a hurry, the things of the war are changing rapidly, she can't let his son be distracted, the sword has no eyes, don't be injured because of this.

"That's right, I'll send it to you directly when I get home. Hang Yuqing took care of everything, "Master, you hurry up and write - I'm thirsty, Fangqing, give me some water." ”

Chai Fangqing didn't doubt him, and hurriedly went to the kitchen to scoop water for him.

Hang Yuqing quietly followed her and went in, hitting him on the shoulder with his shoulder.

"What are you doing here, my grandmother should have said it when she saw it. Chai Fangqing said angrily and handed him the water. "Drink. Did Little Young Master Wu hurt you just now?"

"He's powerless, and I'm almost as hurtful as I hurt him!"

Hang Yuqing didn't care, he was a little expert at recruiting cats and dogs, he was either beaten or beaten, how could he be better than Wu Qitai, a scholar who didn't hear anything outside the window, he hurt, Wu Qitai hurt more than him, thinking about him would be psychologically balanced.

"What to drink, I'm not thirsty at all. He pushed away the bowl that had been handed to him, grinned and took out a purse from his bosom, and poured out two pendants with red gold and pearls from the purse. "I stumbled upon it while shopping, and it looked good, so I bought it for you. ”

Chai Fangqing held it in both hands, her eyes were shining outward, and her face was smiling like a flower: "It's so beautiful!"

"Am I okay with you?"

"Hmm!"

"Didn't you choose the wrong person, did you?"

"Hmm!"

"After you get married, I'll buy you a better one!"

"Hmm!"

……

Chai Begonia who went to the kitchen to find water to drink: ......

Do these two dare not to get tired of being crooked anytime and anywhere! Let others look at whether it is better to respond to the diaphragm, or is it better to respond to the diaphragm?