"Momo, are you really pregnant?"

Back at the hotel, Lin Fangfang asked the doubts in her heart directly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Aunt Lin, I'm sorry, I've been hiding things from you and me, it's not that I don't want to tell you, I'm just getting closer to you, and I can't say something. After all, I'm not an adult! ”

Shui Mo was really embarrassed to face Lin Fangfang, Shui Bing died, and the closest female elder around her was Lin Fangfang.

"Forget it, when I gave birth to my children, I was actually not very old, only fifteen or sixteen years old. Nowadays, many rural people get married early, so, Momo, you are really too worried! ”

Lin Fangfang really didn't think anything about ink painting getting pregnant at a young age, after all, in this era, the law was not popularized at all, and in the countryside, there were many pregnant people who got married in their teens and twenties.

"Aunt Lin......" Hearing Lin Fangfang's words of understanding and comfort, Shui Mo's voice was a little choked, "I was wrong, I really shouldn't hide it from you!" ”

"Okay, okay, how do you get the golden beans down? This pregnancy is also a good thing, after all, you have to be alone all the time, and your heart must be uncomfortable, with a husband, with a child, there is sustenance and hope for life! ”

Lin Fangfang is clear about the situation of ink painting, after Shui Bing's death, ink painting is really lonely, if she doesn't get married and have children, she can't say that she will really die of emptiness in her heart!

After all, there is a kind of artist's sensitivity and fragility in the bones of ink painting.

At night, before going to bed, Murong Qing asked: "Xiao Mo'er, the matter of this Jiangdu is almost over, now, you have no reason to delay the pace of entering Beijing, right?" You must know that my army's vacation does not have much time, and I can't continue to delay it! ”

Murong Qing originally planned to return to Beijing a little earlier, if he held a simple wedding with Ink and Wash, but now that time is running out, weddings and the like may not be possible!

"Let's go to Beijing tomorrow! Just along the way with Grandpa Shui, we can go the same way! By the way, Shui Mo and Shui Linyuan can go to the National Calligraphy Association in the capital to go through the formalities of membership.

"That's fine!"

Jiangdu is not close to the capital, and everyone chose to take a plane when they returned to Beijing this time.

Obviously in the morning, the Jiangdu was still like spring all year round, and in the evening it entered the snowy capital.

As soon as she got off the plane, Shui Mo felt the biting cold wind blowing in her face, and the snowflakes danced in front of her eyes as if they were having a welcome party.

"Little Mo'er, put on your coat." Murong Qing, who followed closely, looked at Ink Wash, who was a little thin in stature, standing in the wind and snow, and took out an army green coat from his bag with great concern and draped it over Ink's shoulders.

"When did you prepare this coat?"

Murong Qing's intimate actions not only warmed up Ink's body, but also calmed her fear when facing a strange city.

"I prepared it when I was in Jiangdu! You are a southerner, you have never been to the north, the climate in the north is very different from the climate in the south, you can't wear this cotton coat for the winter! ”

The cotton clothes she wears today are still bought directly by her in Jiangdu, the color is good, it is a short pink style, with simple embroidery on it, it looks good, but it is not warm.

The lower body is a pair of black cotton pants, which looks bulky, but there is no way, the national situation is like this, in the mid-eighties, the development of the clothing industry was still very slow.

"It would be nice if we had our own clothing factory, I don't think the clothes sold in the mall are good-looking! Your military coat is warm, but I wear it on my body, like a bulky bear, and it is difficult to walk! ”

After only a few steps, she felt like she was carrying a weight, which was so uncomfortable that she began to miss the down jacket of the future generations!

"Garment factory? Xiao Mo'er, you don't want to be in business, do you? You're an artist! It's not good, it's too hard! ”

In Murong Qing's eyes, ink painting is a girl born for art, how can she engage in such an industry with such a fireworks atmosphere?

"When you are in the clothing industry, you will face design and the like, which is also in the category of art."

Although Ink wants to do business, she is a little shy away when she thinks of the various problems encountered by the business association.

"Xiao Mo'er, you don't really want to do business, do you? You're a high school student who is still in school, and it's still too tiring to open a garment factory! By the way, don't forget, you're still a pot-bellied woman! ”

Murong Qing didn't want to think about ink and wash and end up exhausting herself half to death, after all, with her artistic cells, it was too easy to make money, and there was no need to engage in business at all.

"Murong Qing, I'm just talking, I didn't say I have to do it right away!" Ink said helplessly.

"The taxi is here, Xiao Mo'er, get in the car!"

At this time, there were not many taxis in the capital, and the two waited for a long time to wait for the car.

"Murong Qing, doesn't your family know that we are coming back today?"

Shui Mo has also heard different people talk about the eight major families in the capital recently, you must know that the descendants of these families, once they return to the capital, it is impossible for no one to pick them up, but at this time, Murong Qing personally took a taxi, which made her understand that Murong Qing really did not inform the family.

"Didn't we suddenly decide when to come back, so we didn't have time to inform our family!"

In fact, Murong Qing informed his family early in the morning, but the two got off the plane, and after waiting for such a while, no one came to pick them up, Murong Qing knew that either there was an accident at home, or the family did not welcome him or ink!

No matter what the situation is, Murong Qing is anxious and angry in his heart!

However, in order not to be sad and worried, Murong Qing could only suppress all kinds of emotions and calm down.

He ignored that ink painting is not an ordinary person, and a person who cultivates truth, the ups and downs in his emotions, ink has long been discovered, but he doesn't want to say it, and she is happy not to listen.

"Why don't we go directly to the Calligraphy Association and go through the formalities for my membership first?" Shui Mo guessed that it was possible that the people of the Murong family did not welcome her, and they didn't want to go to the rush, "This is my first time in Beijing, otherwise, we will live outside directly today, and we won't disturb your family first, right?" ”

"Xiao Mo'er, I'm sorry! I didn't expect my family to treat you! ”

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Murong Qing kissed Ink's forehead very sadly.

"It's okay, I'm a stranger to your family, they don't welcome me, and I won't be disgusted! After a while, you directly find a hotel to live in, we will visit your family together tomorrow, and go back to Xindu directly the day after tomorrow, do you say okay? ”

"I don't need to stay in a hotel, I have a set of courtyard houses left for me by my grandmother in the capital, and we will go there directly tonight!"