Chapter 2 Two Little Guesses

The girl's black and white pupils blinked prettyly, as if she were a casual sentence, but the serious affirmation in her eyes made it impossible to ignore. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

In a word, it was unexpected by everyone.

Ji hurriedly asked: "Guanguan saw who shot the arrow?" Why didn't you, kid, tell me sooner if you know who it is? ā€

She was so anxious to ask around who went to the West Enclosure that day, but she didn't expect her daughter to know about it and not report it.

The eldest lady also bent down and asked, "Sister Guan saw it?" ā€

Yan Guan pouted, as if reminiscing, and after a while, he still shook his head with wide eyes, "I can't remember exactly, there were many people that day, and I patronized and dodged arrows." It's just that when I look in the direction from which the arrow came, the other person is there, but the bow and arrow have already been left in his hand. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Fu Mingjun.

Fu Mingjun stood in front of the kang in a regular manner, and at this moment his face was full of surprise, and when he heard the words, he turned his head and said to Mrs. Fu angrily: "Mother, I said that I would not miss." I'm so good at archery, that arrow must have hit the rabbit, don't you believe it! ā€

Ordinary people must not want their sons to be involved in this kind of thing, and Mrs. Fu is no exception.

It's just that she didn't let go of it, and still reprimanded: "Mother knows that you didn't hurt anyone, but the hare that Aman picked up for you is not far from your sister's footing."

Brother Jun, can you be sure that she is not frightened by you? ā€

"My son doesn't want to shirk responsibility, this has nothing to do with me." The listener was angry for a short time, and the muttering voice was quieter, but he was still aggrieved.

Seeing this, the eldest aunt and grandmother helped her cousin's shoulder and smiled and said, "Since it has nothing to do with Brother Jun, it must be a misunderstanding, and mother, don't feel guilty anymore." ā€

Ji only cared about his daughter, and continued to ask, "Guanguan, you really didn't see the archer's appearance clearly?" ā€

Yan Wan looked up at his mother-in-law, and hesitated for a while before replying: "It's a little far away, I can't see clearly, even if I see it, I can't tell who it is." Still, he knew for sure who was around him. As he spoke, his eyes stared at Fu Mingjun again.

Ji reminded her: "What is he not his?" This is your eldest sister's brother-in-law, you have to call the third brother. ā€

Yan Guan glanced at him, and the young man looked like he wanted to talk about it, and he was not arrogant at all. But the elders in the room looked at it, and they reluctantly opened their mouths: "Third brother." ā€

Seeing that her son was stunned, Mrs. Fu ripped off his shirt, and Fu Mingjun immediately replied, "Sister Guan." ā€

Ji Shi went to take his hand, and said softly: "Brother Jun, do you still remember, who was around you at that time?" ā€

Fu Mingjun raised his head and looked back at his mother.

Ji followed his gaze and also looked at Mrs. Fu, and the meaning of the inquiry was self-evident.

Mrs. Fu turned her head and motioned to the eldest lady, who stepped forward and took Ji's hand: "Second brother and sister, let's go to the room and talk, let the children play by themselves." ā€

Seeing them like this, Ji Shi was not sluggish, but he was willing to give face to the people in front of him.

So, she asked Mama Ji to stay here, and ordered the maid to send some milk snacks over, and she left with them.

Yan Guan likes sweets, Xiao Wu woke up and felt that there was no taste in his mouth, and he was greedy again, so he didn't care who was sitting opposite, and he picked up the pastry and ate it.

Fu Mingjun was left here, and he was very unconvinced. Looking at the two-color bean cakes and plum blossom cakes on several sides, and seeing that the girl was eating deliciously, she suddenly showed a disgusted and tired expression.

Yan Wan didn't mean to greet him at all, and Mama Ji next to him couldn't look at it, so she approached and said, "Girl, don't just care about eating." He winked at her.

Yan Wan is very smart and not difficult to understand, but he still took two sips of milk tea, looking satisfied.

After a while, she said to the people around her: "Mama, the third brother loves to eat wild meat, and he doesn't look down on this." ā€

"Who said I love game?" Young and crazy, it is the time when I love to talk the most.

Yan Wan snorted and said unceremoniously: "I can see the hare that your little servant came to pick up that day, obviously it was pregnant with cubs, and it was shot by you like that."

As the saying goes, 'don't shoot when you're young, don't shoot when you're young', isn't it for the sake of appetite that you kill in disregard of your family? ā€

In her opinion, the prey that comes back from hunting must be roasted and eaten.

"Who's for the mouth? How did I know that the rabbit was pregnant? ā€

Fu Mingjun's face was flushed, his eyes were anxious, but he was short of breath, so he could only stare at the other party: "What we are looking for is the fun of winter hunting, do you understand?" ā€

Yan Wan didn't even glance at him, and slowly put down the milk tea.

The children of famous families have always been arrogant and have never been looked down upon. Fu Mingjun was angry, and after receiving this arrangement, he was ashamed and annoyed, so he grabbed the glazed porcelain cup in front of him and sent it to his mouth.

The entrance was sweet and greasy, and he put down the teacup with a "snap", "What is this!" "I was holding back my face, and I really wanted to vomit it.

"Milk tea."

"Only the children eat this, change the tea for this young master!" His voice was clear and full of momentum.

Yan Wan didn't accept him, and chuckled: "You don't like to eat milk?" ā€

"This young master is a manly man, so he doesn't eat what the girls drink." Fu Mingjun looked proud.

The listener blurted out: "No wonder it's so dark." ā€

"You, you ......" Fu Mingjun stood up suddenly, eager to jump to his feet.

He was born in Jiangmen, and he practiced martial arts mostly, although he was also spoiled by the family as a petty child, but after all, he was not as fair-skinned and noble as the son of the famous family. What I hate the most on weekdays is to be ridiculed for this, and now I am poked in the face and ridiculed, I can't bear it.

He pointed to the person opposite, "you" for a long time, but maybe he had understood her clever speech, and he couldn't think of anything to refute for a while.

The girl was full of anger, raised her head and said again: "Our family's milk didn't ask you to eat it." ā€

He gasped, his face turned red and purple, and he said sharply: "I am an adult, different from you. Who in Yanjing City does not use the best tea to entertain guests, but you are this Laoshzi milk.

Don't use this to fool people because you're too young to know how to taste tea. ā€

are all competitive age, Yan Guan is also the first time to be ridiculed, where can he stand it, regardless of Mama Ji's persuasion, he ordered someone to get a tea set.

Mama Ji saw that this little ancestor was really competitive, and she was afraid that she would mess around, so she hurriedly pulled her sleeve and said in a low voice: "Good girl, don't be like this, Ji Sangongzi is a guest." Besides, you don't know how to make tea. ā€

Yan Guan's tongue was fast, and he was a little weak when he heard the words.

When Fu Mingjun saw it, he laughed at her: "Tasting tea is such an elegant thing, don't pretend to understand it at a young age." That's it, I'm older than you, you can admit your mistake, brother, I don't blame you in the past. ā€

Her face was also red, and she couldn't see his spirit, so she immediately patted Mama Ji's arm and urged: "Who said I wouldn't, Mama go and get it, I will personally make tea for this distinguished guest." ā€

There was everything in Langxian Garden, and the tea set was quickly sent in.

Yan Wan hurriedly got off the kang, and didn't want to be helped, he limped to the table, looking at the teapot, tea set and other things in front of him, but his head was a little big.

In Zunyi Mansion before, I saw my cousin of my second uncle's family making tea, and a series of actions were like flowing water, which was very beautiful. Scratching his head, Yan Guan said in his heart, I don't know if I can do it.

She looked back, looked at Fu Mingjun and said, "If I make it, you will have to drink it all." ā€

Fu Mingjun walked over with a look of a joke on his face, and responded: "This is natural." ā€

Yan Wan took the tea pot containing Longjing, and his white and tender little hands reached into it, grabbed some and put it into the pot. Just as he was about to add water, he paused, and grabbed two handfuls from the jar, so he got busy, regardless of the process, and finally really made a pot of tea, the soup was clear in color and rich in taste.

She was so upset that she personally poured him a full glass, "I'm fine, you drink it quickly." ā€

Because of the whole tea-making process, the girl is full of confidence. Fu Mingjun really believed it when she saw that she looked good, so she couldn't help but look at it differently, took the teacup and brought it to her mouth, feeling that the tea tasted very strong, and unconsciously drank it all.

Yan Wan saw him like a cow drinking water, muttered "elegance" on his lips, and refilled tea for him.

She had been busy for so long, so she had to let the other party finish the pot.

Fu Mingjun admits his admiration, imagines tea as wine, raises his arms high, and drinks very heroically, not showing his manliness.

Yan Wan was also very proud, feeling that he was talented, and he could even watch such a tedious thing as making tea a few times, and his delicate little face was raised high, and he limped back to the kang again.

She ate a few mouthfuls of milk, looked at the bottom of the porcelain cup and drooped her mouth, and shouted out to Mama Ji, smashing it coquettishly: "Mama, I still want it." ā€

Because he was suspected of talking a lot just now, he disturbed his tea ceremony, so he drove everyone out.

Mama Ji entered the room when she heard the sound, and saw that the round table was full of water stains, so she didn't think much about it, but when she looked up, she saw that the young master of the Fu family's cheeks were flushed, and the whole person was in a trance, and she was still holding a teacup in her hand, so she couldn't help but hesitate.

"Third Young Master Fu, are you alright?" She didn't look right.

Yan Wan said: "It's just that I ate a few cups of tea, what can I do?" ā€

As he was talking, Fu Mingjun got up but staggered, holding on to the edge of the table and almost fell, and the person fainted.

Mama Ji hurriedly caught the person, and shouted out in shock: "Quicksand, go and ask for a doctor; Incense, you go to the upper room to inform your wife. ā€