Chapter Twenty-Three: A Sudden Change in Painting Style
Zhuang Minhua took off his hand, turned to look at her, and looked at her with a puzzled expression, "What did he say about looking for me?" ”
"No, I didn't. However, when the waiter said that when his uncle returned to the house, he seemed to be a little unhappy. Qianhong was a little worried, and her uncle called the master over at this time to find the master to vent his anger.
Zhuang Minhua stroked his sideburns, lowered his eyes, and muttered for a while, "Okay, wait for me to see him." "I didn't care about Shan Mingyu all day today, and went to see what he wanted to do.
After returning to the dealer's house, she lived in Mrs. Tai's yard. Shan Mingyu was arranged by the eldest lady in the outer courtyard of Tan Wei Xuan, and the courtyard gate was close to a corner gate for easy access. Shan Mingyu can freely enter and leave the dealer during the day, as long as he comes back to the dealer at night to live.
It's still early, and the doors of the back house and the outer courtyard are not locked, so there won't be too many people moving around at this time, so it doesn't hurt for her to take a trip.
At this time, the night breeze was slightly cool, and Qian Hong put on a lake blue plain silk cloak for her.
Out of the door, Zhuang Minhua looked up at the sky, black as a canopy, dotted with stars; Looking around, the exquisite buildings scattered in the day are hidden in the darkness, and lanterns hang along the corridor, illuminating the way forward. There were still two maids carrying lanterns in front of them, Qian Hong supported Zhuang Minhua in the middle, and there were two rough envoys in the back.
Walk slowly all the way to the Tan Wei Xuan where Shan Mingyu rests, this courtyard has three main houses, one bright and two dark, surrounded by pines and cypresses, and there are only a few rockeries in the courtyard, which is quite elegant.
Shan Mingyu was sitting in the main hall of Mingjian at the moment, and Zhuang Minhua walked into the courtyard.
The night breeze came, and the two pretty little maids carried the lanterns and walked slowly, and when they reached the threshold, the two of them each went to the side, revealing the stunning beauty behind them wearing a lake-blue plain cloak.
This kind of picture-scroll visual impact made Shan Mingyu's questioning that was about to burst out of his mouth disappear in his throat. Sure enough, beauty is harmful, his perception of his beautiful wife is getting better and better, since they officially met, Zhuang Minhua's performance has been remarkable, and it is not as annoying as he imagined.
Zhuang Minhua crossed the threshold and walked in, Qian Hong helped her untie her cloak, Zhuang Minhua raised her hand to let her serve, and looked up at Shan Mingyu, just a simple gesture of raising her hand, so that she could do it beautifully.
Shan Mingyu came back to his senses, a little uncomfortable, he raised his fist under his mouth, cleared his throat, "cough...... Have a seat! ”
Zhuang Min Hua Fuli sat down, her beautiful eyes full of doubts, "My husband called me over so late, but what's the matter?" ”
At the same time, the eldest lady spoke to the housekeeper beside her, and her tone was careless, "How is Aunt Shan's side?" Small means make one day enough, and more will pass. If we off our new aunt and leave. Eighteen would have to cry. ”
"Can't! He can't stand this grievance? "The housekeeper couldn't believe it, the first six aunts, a few days before they arrived at the dealer's house, who didn't get upset? It's not an honest acceptance, "Which family's uncle hasn't been troubled in the first few days, just he's honorable?" ”
"Hmph, hairy boy, very arrogant, I'm afraid that he won't be able to stand it and shake it off, and it's not eighteen who has been wronged. Since he is a guest, treat him as a guest! Other...... Don't worry about me. The eldest lady leaned back in the chair and said lightly, and the housekeeper hurriedly responded.
Back to Tanweixuan, Shan Mingyu listened to Zhuang Minhua's question, and suddenly felt aggrieved, I can't call you if it's okay! The brother-in-law is all about making things difficult, and the little maid still can't move, if someone in the single family dares to do this, he would have dragged him out to play the board.
Originally, I wanted to question my wife, but I felt that the Zhuang family was too deceitful. But at this moment, for some reason, he didn't want his wife to know, he didn't want her to look down on him, saying that he couldn't even be a subordinate, which was very shameless.
Shan Mingyu's eyes were full of grievances, "The pastries you made today were all snatched up by my brothers, and I didn't eat any of them." These small complaints with grievances made him a little hot, and he felt that he seemed to be coquettish with Zhuang's like this. But I felt that what he said was the truth, and he didn't make snacks for him alone, that is, Zhuang's was wrong, and his waist suddenly straightened again.
Zhuang Minhua was stunned, she couldn't help but shudder, her relationship with Shan Mingyu was not so good! I'm tired today, first Crazy Horse was frightened, and then she made a snack for so long in the afternoon, she was too tired to do it, where is the spirit to care about a stranger's sudden change in painting style!
She rubbed her forehead, looking tired, "Okay, I'll do it for you tomorrow." Come on! I'm so tired, I'll go back and rest first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow. She thought there was something really going on, she thought about it and ran away, but she didn't expect it to be this kind of thing, which made her very angry, and after speaking, she stood up and lifted her legs and left, Qian Hong hurriedly tied her cloak, gave Shan Mingyu a blessing, and hurriedly followed Zhuang Minhua.
Shan Mingyu looked at her back blankly, and didn't react for a while, but when he reacted, Zhuang Minhua had no shadow anymore. Immediately felt angry, didn't she love him very much? I'd rather design the water than rely on him, how can I perform like this? Think about Wanyan's performance, and then think about today's picture, this is obviously wrong! Maybe it's because she's so tired?
Zhuang Minhua went back to the house, first ordered someone to carry water to bathe, and after bathing, he changed into a light bedrobe and lay down.
Qianhong originally wanted Zhuang Minhua to drink a bowl of soothing soup before falling asleep, but Zhuang Minhua refused, she was not so fragile. Qian Hong was helpless, afraid that Zhuang Minhua would have nightmares at night, so she made a bunk in front of Zhuang Minhua's bed so that she could find out the situation at any time.
Lying on the bed, Zhuang Minhua suddenly wanted to chat with the system, since she got the system, she has been busy dealing with real affairs, and the communication with the system is limited to doing tasks, such a relationship seems to be too thin, and today's distress made her realize.
So she began to summon the system, "System, come out and talk!" ”
"Without tasks, meaningless chatting is just a waste of energy." Having said that, the system has come out to speak.
"Today I begged you so much, and you were willing to reluctantly save me, and you want to get away from me so much?"
"There is a more than 90 percent chance that the host will not die, and at most will be seriously injured."
"And what percentage is there?"
"The system can judge, and it will naturally come to the rescue."
"Then why didn't you save it before?"
"There's no need to waste energy if you don't die."
"Then I'll be crippled! And my two maids may also die! ”
"Don't be afraid of being disabled, the system has medicine. Your maid is not within the scope of the system. "The words of the system are rational and cold.
Zhuang Minhua was speechless for a while, and then thought of the energy that the system said, "I remember that what you need is luck, is the energy you said is luck?" ”
"Suffice it to say, the luck you gain can be converted into the energy that I run."
"But luck is such a thing, which is related to a person's fate, is it really good for us to take it? If we take it, and that person's life is extremely miserable, isn't it my sin? ”
Can you give a collection to the raindrops if there is a bookshelf position? In the future, if the seat is not enough, you can delete it.,The collection of raindrops is really bleak.,Please.,Collect it! Bow in thanks.