Zhang Chenyi also understood that his reaction just now was too extreme. Then he turned and bent down and stretched out a hand. Zhang Zhuzhu wiped his hand on his clothes. Rub your hands against each other a few more times. Then put it in his hands. Stood up, it was lukewarm. It turns out that those little actions just now are for this.

"Thank you Zhang Gongzi"

"Fang is my fault. Don't be angry, girl."

"It's my fault. I didn't pay attention to the way I spoke, I misunderstood, "The man in front of me, with half a bundle of long hair in Tsing Yi and a good skin, looks so tall and really fragile and needs to be protected."

"You can rest in peace today, and we will talk about other things later."

"Yes"

Since the last time we spoke. The next time I met him was three days later. Steward Li took her to the backyard and retreated. She came to Zhang Chenyi's door.

Zhang Chenyi knew she was outside the door. After a long time, I saw that she didn't mean to knock on the door and come in, so I said, "Come in."

The man gently pushed open the door, and quickly closed it, and the wind became stronger and stronger.

"Zhang Gongzi, are you looking for me?"

"Would you like to be my personal maid?" Zhang Chenyi asked tentatively. After all, according to his observation, this girl can be a concubine in someone else's house if she doesn't want to be a maid.

"Zhang Gongzi doesn't dislike me for being from a humble background??"

"No"

"Thank you, Childe," knew that she was going to kneel again, and hurriedly waved her hand to excuse her. The girl knew exactly what he meant.

"The girl's last name?"

"Huh?" Zhang Zhuzhu was puzzled before he realized that he hadn't sued him yet. Own name. But the name Zhang Zhuzhu is really ugly. Don't want to use it.

"Hui Gongzi's slave maid's surname is Zhang. Please give the name of the child."

"Surname Zhang?"

"Yes."

"Really?"

"Yes"

"Didn't you say that you have a daddy and let me give me a name"

I knew that he would ask like this: "Dissatisfied with the son, my father doesn't know a word in his life, and makes a living by selling pork." That's why he kept calling me by my name. I've loved words since I was a child. My mother died in childbirth. Daddy was very fond of me. Know what I love. I often bought some old books and came back. I also learned a little with my sisters who went to school next door. "I said what I had just made up in one breath.

Zhang Chenyi was quiet and asked, "Milk name?" ”

She was a little anxious, thinking that it wouldn't ask for her name. I haven't had time to think about it yet. Just when she was a little flustered, she glanced at her arm "cotton"

"Cotton?" Oh, my God! He probably didn't find out she was talking nonsense.

"Is the wooden silk good?"

"Wooden silk? Zhang Mubo "Mujiabo...... Be...... It is cotton. Hear her laughing happily. knew that she liked the name Zhang Mubo. Later, everyone in the house called her Mubo. Sister Mu Silk, a girl from Mu Silk, was originally worried that she would not get along with the house. But the hearty laughter outside the house was except for her. What other girl is so bold? To make it easier for her to be placed in a small room. She happily said she liked it.

It's been winter for a long time, and it's finally snowing on this day. As the wooden silk pushed open the door and came in, there was the fragrance of plums.

"Outside the house, Lamei is open?"

"Huh? Hui Gongzi is. ”

"It's still open after all."

"What's so strange about that? The cold snow with plum has a unique flavor. ”

"Where's the flavor?"

Mu Bo thought for a while and said with a smile, "There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone." I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance.

"For a dark incense? The wooden silk is really good and stylish. Zhang Chenyi beckoned to her.

Mu Bo obediently sat on the edge of his bed, "What's wrong with Childe?" ”

"Wooden silk can have a favorite person"

"Childe is trying to drive me away?" Mu Bo knew what he was going to say next. I must have wanted to drive myself away. Mu Bo bit her lip, when she came to this world, everything was so unexpected. One after another twists and turns, without anyone's help. I finally came across a place where I could stay.

also got a son who matched all kinds of appearances and temperaments, and was the son he had been looking for. I only blame myself for not having a great appearance and temperament.

"If Childe doesn't need a wooden silk. I can go. ”

"I didn't mean to. I'm afraid of delaying your good years."

"If Childe is worried about this, don't worry. Mu Bao's life was saved by the child. There is no delay."

Zhang Chenyi touched her head helplessly. Mu Silk is because of his inadvertent little action. Messing up the mind. Panicked thoughts. For a while, since he spat out.

"If Childe has a sweetheart. The storage of wooden silk is not suitable. Just say it. At that time, Mu Silk can also leave with peace of mind," Zhang Chenyi, who heard this, stopped the movements in his hand!

His sweetheart? Will there still be? That year, he was suddenly poisoned and blinded. Over the years, his father searched everywhere for an antidote. It has not been found to this day. Since then, it has come the time of the year of the weak crown.

My father also dragged my matchmaker to talk about a few family affairs. Mostly fruitless. Some are because the other party is unwilling. Some of them his father didn't like. Then there are those who come only for money.

Every time he heard his father sigh, he also compromised, so that he didn't have to care so much about his family affairs, as long as the other party was willing to marry him, he didn't care too much. It's just that my father never agreed. said that his appearance was caused by him. My mother has passed away, and I can't just find one at random.

You must find a girl who is sincere to herself and willing to join hands with her to grow old. How easy is it to say? People's self-confidence will change with their own obsessions. When Zhang Chenyi was young, he once agreed with his friends that one of them practiced martial arts and the other loved Wen. It is best for two people to complement each other.

But now those who practice martial arts are commanders with generals, but they can only keep these books alone. For him, the greatest irony is to be able to touch it, but not to see it. He also thought about burning all the books he once liked, but Junmo said don't burn them, because what you burn is not just books, but the thoughts in your heart. People, there must be a thought in your heart to support yourself, otherwise what are you living for?

What people live for, Zhang Chenyi really doesn't know, he only understands why he lives like this.

"Childe?"

"I'm tired, you can get out," she whispered. There are some indescribable feelings in my heart. At the moment, he just wants to be quiet.

The day of the Chinese New Year is getting closer and closer. This is also the busiest time for Steward Li. This no-son asked her to go to the bottom of the mountain with Steward Li to collect rent and sort out some trivial matters. Her movements are definitely faster than Steward Li's. Steward Li saw that she was busy. There was nothing else she needed help with, so I let me go to the market.

said that shopping in her previous life was the thing she hated the most. But now she doesn't like it, because she has to learn to enjoy every moment of the moment. Each one belongs to their own happiness. Being alive is the truest way.

Wandering around her. Walk up to a hawker stall. It's a pity that nothing attracts her. Until he walked up to a man dressed as a little vulgar. Why vulgar. It's not that the clothes are not luxurious. And his clothes were too messy. The tunic belt is casually tied around the waist. The hairstyle is neat. In this cold winter, Layue is still shaking a paper fan in her hand. I didn't want to associate with this kind of person.

If the plot develops in the past, maybe she will go up to talk to her, she will change her fate, and have a love history with the prodigal son in front of her who thinks she is very handsome and chic, the love history of the silly cute girl and the young master of the wave (bell). It's a pity that this kind of man looks like a carrot at a glance.

It didn't interest Mu Silk. It was something in front of him that caught her attention. According to common sense, if the general owner is unreliable, then his things must be reliable.

Mu Silk glanced at the other party angrily, and her look made the other party extremely dissatisfied. She crouched down and looked at the jade ornaments. There are women who love jade bracelets. Jade pendant. …… The man squinted at the peach blossoms and saw that the little girl in front of him picked up the thing and kept watching? Is it someone in the door?

"Girl, this is a good thing."

"Is the thing good, I have my own eyes to see," she got angry when she heard this prodigal prickly male voice. The man didn't know where he had offended. Alas. Business is not good.