Love debts are hard to repay, no matter what kind of love they are.

After Wei Jiang learned about the cigarette stick from Master Su, he no longer had the intention of learning martial arts. She hurried back to the embroidery building and sat in a daze all night.

Originally, I had to forget the qiē of jì, but I was picked up one by one. She peeled back the cocoon and looked for answers, but the more she thought about it, the more confused she became.

He knew that she was going to kill him, and perhaps he had seen the blackened silver cigarette holder, but he pretended to be fine, and took the poison she had prepared one by one.

Why? Wei Jiang didn't understand, the Mo Ye she knew would not take his life lightly, why did he do this?

Lingering on the Hai side, Wei Jiang wanted to ask him clearly, but how could Mo Hua know about the previous life? Unless he, too, is born again.

After pondering all night, Wei Jiang made up her mind, she planned to test him to see if he knew about his previous life. If he was born again, she would have asked him a reason: why he was willing to die.

It's really strange that when Wei Jiang didn't want to see Mo Hua, he came out like a ghost coldly; And she really had something to look for him, and he didn't know where he went.

In desperation, Wei Jiang had to find Wei Erlang and inquire about Mo Hua's whereabouts.

"Yo, the girl has opened her mind, why don't you get along?"

Wei Erlang rolled his eyes and mocked maliciously.

In the Wei family, others can't deal with it, but Wei Jiang can deal with this Wei Wei at his fingertips. She clasped her hands around her breast, her eyes swept over his butterfly-patterned robe, and then turned behind him, picking up the crown of his hair that he had just made.

Yo, it's still gold and jade.

"I said, second brother, who are you going to see in this dress?"

Wei Erlang raised his eyebrows lightly, very proud.

"I heard that there is a singer in Xingyuefang, who plays the piano well and sings well. It is said to have come from the capital. ”

"No wonder you're dressed like a rooster."

Wei Jiang chuckled, elongating his tone in a weird manner. When Wei Erlang was not paying attention, she immediately got lucky dantian and yelled in the direction of the martial arts hall.

"What?! Second brother, you are going to visit the kiln again! ”

The cry was so loud that it startled the birds. A few girls looked at them curiously.

Wei Erlang's face turned green, and he hurriedly covered Wei Jiang's mouth, and glanced nervously at the martial arts hall.

He was afraid that Cuicui would know, and he was even more afraid that Cuicui's father would know.

If Cuicui thought that he had abandoned the chaos and told Master Su about the two of them, I am afraid that his life would not be guaranteed.

"How can I have such a ruthless sister as you?"

Wei Erlang gritted his teeth, eager to chop Wei Jiang to pieces.

Wei Jiang's treacherous plan succeeded, and he was even more proud than him, and said in a muffled voice: "Who called you cheap? ”

Wei Erlang was pinched by her and had to be convinced, so he could only obediently let her rub and pinch it flat.

Wei Jiang said that he was going to find Mohua, Wei Erlang had to accompany her, he didn't see Mohua in the past few days, and after asking around, he knew that he was sick.

"Sick?"

Wei Jiang didn't believe that a person as strong as an ox and as fierce as a tiger would get sick.

Wei Erlang said: "Just go and see." ”

As soon as the words fell, he led the horse and led Wei Jiang out of the Wei Mansion.

In the last life, Wei Jiang didn't know how Mo Shao made his career, let alone saw his home. When she entered the flower building to sell and live, Mo Hua was already a hegemon.

Hearing that she was going to visit him at home, Wei Jiang couldn't help but be curious, she thought that maybe it was a small house with blue bricks and white walls, or a wooden house. However, when he arrived at the dock and saw the slightly dilapidated black boat, Wei Jiang couldn't help but be stunned.

"Is this it?"

Wei Jiang looked left and right to see if there were any small mansions around. Wei Erlang got off his horse and said bluntly.

"Don't look for it, this is it, his family is on the ship."

With that, he reached out and hugged Wei Jiang off his horse. As soon as he gained a firm foothold, he heard someone shouting: "Second Master Wei, why are you here?" ”

Wei Jiang looked back when he heard this, and a swarthy young man stood on the bow of the boat, waving to them.

It turned out to be kelp, and it was darker after not seeing him for a few days, and when I looked at it from afar, I saw a mouthful of white teeth shining.

Wei Erlang shouted and asked, "Kelp, what's wrong with Mohua?" What's the disease? ”

"I got a cold."

"Oh." Wei Erlang nodded, but took two watermelons and led Wei Jiang over.

It is rare to see a woman in the dock, and even if there is, she is a dusty woman, and she can get a few strings of money for a night on the boat. Wei Jiang was calm, and under the attention of others, she did not hurry into Mohua's small Wucao boat.

Mo Hua seemed to hear the movement and walked out of the cabin. He wore only a thin shirt on his body, with a large open placket, open chest and exposed breasts, and a few sword wounds on his firm and white chest, like a few red threads intertwined, ending on the flat lower abdomen.

At first, Mo Hua didn't see Wei Jiang, only stared at the watermelon in Wei Erlang's hand. He licked his lips and smiled at the watermelon.

"You're here."

Watermelon didn't speak, and Wei Erlang opened his mouth.

"Well, I've brought Ah Jiang to visit you."

Hearing the word "A Jiang", Mo Hua was slightly stunned, and suddenly looked up to see her, he couldn't help but pull his clothes in a hurry, and pulled the broken hair on his forehead behind his ears.

Mo Hua's flustered appearance was a little childish, which was very different from Mo Ye's calm bearing. He didn't seem to want Wei Jiang to see him sloppy, and when she entered the door, he turned around to wash his face and rinse his mouth, and took a comb dipped in shavings water to comb his hair in a bun.

Taking advantage of the time he was dressing, Wei Jiang carefully looked at the small cabin. There was almost no furnishings in the cabin, not even a decent couch, and he should have slept in a hammock, with a thin blanket clumped up on it, which really didn't look like his clean face.

In an instant, Wei Jiang felt that there was only one reason why he wanted to marry her in every possible way - he was too poor. As Mr. Wei Qian's son-in-law, Mr. Wei Qian will at least give him a house, at least more decent than here.

Wei Jiang stared at his hammock and thought: Should I sleep on this for a candle night, what if it breaks and smashes on the ground?

Wei Jiang couldn't help but tremble, and no longer looked at the broken hammock. At the same time, Mo Hua was also dressed up, he changed into a clean robe, his hair was meticulously combed, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he became a beautiful boy who fascinated a hundred flowers.

Wei Jiang's eyes were glazed, and she didn't care at all about his face and methods, and the corner of her eyes flew, and she saw the broken hammock again.

"Oh, it's rare for my sister-in-law to come over. The younger brother should respect the landlord. Sister-in-law, please drink tea. Wei Er Gongzi, you also drink tea. ”

The kelp is attentive and takes out the best oolong hospitality. Wei Jiang retracted his gaze, thanked him, and held the teacup in both hands.

Mo Hua took a round stool and sat in front of Wei Jiang, cleared his throat, and asked, "Why do you have time to come here today?" ”

He seemed to be asking Wei Erlang, but his eyes always ran to Wei Jiang.

Wei Erlang didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and said very frankly: "Oh, my sister asked me why I didn't see you for a long time, and she had to force me to come, but I had no choice but to accompany her...... Ouch! ”

Wei Erlang screamed, and his foot was almost trampled on by Wei Jiang.

Wei Jiang looked calm and drank tea, as if it was not her who committed the murder just now.

After listening to Wei Erlang's words, Mo Hua couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Wei Jiang's actions again. He looked at it suspiciously, as if he didn't believe it was true.

Wei Erlang rubbed the instep of his feet and muttered dishappily: "I'm relieved that you're not dead, okay, I have an appointment to go first, and my ruthless sister will be handed over to you." Oops, really, stepping on it so hard......"

Wei Erlang muttered as he got up, Wei Jiang just wanted to catch him, but he suddenly used Ling Bo to take a slight step and escape faster than a rabbit.

has such a second brother, which is enough to show that Wei Jiang has done a lot of sins in his previous life. As soon as he left, only she and Mo Hua were left in the narrow houseboat, lonely men and widows, looking at each other.

For a while, Wei Jiang forgot the purpose of coming here, and when she saw that he was pale and haggard, she couldn't help asking, "Why is he sick?" ”

Mo Hua smiled, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

"It's not because of you."

"Because of me?" Wei Jiang frowned in displeasure. "I'm just kicking you, you're cold."

Mo Hua smiled but did not answer. The wind chill is fake, but the recurrence of the arrow wound on the back is real.

On that day, he was dragged into the sea by Wei Jiang, and when he returned home, the arrow wound rolled out pus, and he had a high fever that night, and he lay down for several days before recovering.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, let's eat melons."

Mo Hua tore apart the stubble and handed Wei Jiang a plate of cut melons, each piece was bite-sized, and the top was skewered with bamboo sticks.

In this way, Wei Jiang remembered Mo Ye, in his previous life, he liked to cut melons into the same size and put them on a plate for her to taste.

Was he really born again?

Wei Jiang looked up at his eyes, and his eyes were like the undark sky, dark and blue. It's not familiar, but it's not unfamiliar either, compared to Mo Ye's eyes, he still lacks something.

"Meow ......"

A cat meow pulled back Wei Jiang's thoughts, and Wei Jiang looked down and saw a black cat rubbing her feet, meowing and raising her head, as if begging for melons to eat.

"Hey, Little Bean."

Wei Jiang was very surprised, and couldn't help but cry out. This little bean was raised by Mo Ye and lived with Er Niang for a year. Then it got sick and died, and she was sad for a while.

"How do you know it's called Little Bean?"

Suddenly, Mo Hua asked in a low voice, and his tone was full of doubts.

Wei Jiang's heartstrings trembled slightly, and he suddenly realized that he had exposed his stuffing. She pretended to be okay and picked up the cat, then smiled and said, "Look at how small its ears are, it doesn't look like beans." ”

Her words were reasonable, but Mo Hua's doubts were not dispelled, and her eyes were sharper.

"It can't be your sister suing you, right?"

Well? Could it be that Mo Hua and Wei Zhen'er talked about Xiaodou'er?

Wei Jiang was not happy when she heard this, she thought that only she knew Xiaodou'er, and in this life, he actually told Wei Zhen'er his story.

Wei Jiang's heart was a little sour, and even the breath he exhaled had a slight sour taste.

"No, she didn't say that."

Wei Jiang still has some brains, and he didn't get into his good trap.

"I think its ears are like beans, so I call it Little Bean. I don't care about you and my sister, and I don't want to care. ”

"Really?" Mo Hua smiled and reached out to hug the little bean in her arms. "You are so similar to your sister, Xiaodou'er's name is still married by her."

What do you mean?! Wei Jiang's heart was like a river and a sea, and he almost lost his manners.