Zu Gongluo asked Bai Jinlu to stay in the bookstore to take care of Shanbao on his behalf, in the end he was not worried about anything, because he felt that someone wanted to kill Shanbao, and the result he asked for was Shanbao's death, if the other party learned that Shanbao was just injured, maybe he would be assassinated twice, Bai Jinlu's kung fu was good, so he asked him to be a bodyguard.

After settling everything in the bookstore, he returned to the ancestral compound in the wind and snow, and when he knocked on the door of the west corner, the door of the night was startled, seeing that he had a layer of snow on his head, and there was no cloak and hat, and hurriedly asked: "On such a cold day, don't you stay in the store overnight?" ”

Zu Gongluo didn't answer, smiled faintly, handed the horse whip to Mengzi, and he went up to the room to ask Zu Baishou for peace.

In Zu Baishou's bedroom, the eldest girl Mingzhu sorted out the things that the old man wore in the morning, and Qin'er was also there, kneeling on the pedal to beat Zu Baishou's legs, and Zu Baishou closed his eyes slightly and seemed to be recuperating, and the little girl at the door led Zu Gongluo in to report: "Master, the second young master is back." ”

Zu Baishou had already felt the cold air hitting his face, and waited for his grandfather to call slightly: "Dad." He waved his hand and motioned for Qin'er and Mingzhu to stand down.

There were only two of them left in the room, and Zu Baishou came down from the kang, circled slowly around the brazier on the copper shelf in the middle of the ground, and said casually: "Come and bake, look at the cool air of your body, and turn around and suffer from your own sin." ”

Zu Gong walked over according to his words, picked up the iron chopsticks and stirred them in the brazier a few times, the charcoal fire suddenly turned red, and a wave of heat hit, he said softly: "A seven-foot-tall man, where can he say that he is sick, and besides, this is not yet the tenth winter wax moon." ”

Zu Baishou stretched out his hand to roast it, and sighed: "After all, you are young, I don't even dare to go out of the door these days, and I can't wait to sleep in my arms to be comfortable. ”

Grandpa thought that his father wanted to come back by himself, but his father didn't ask anything, so he was willing to avoid it, and said: "You are not seventy or eighty, and I can only run errands for the gang and the business, and you still need to decide everything, I don't understand." ”

Zu Baishou smiled and said, "Father and son are still modest, and Dad knows your abilities." ”

Zu Gongluo suddenly smelled a sweet fragrance, picked up the iron chopsticks again, turned them over in the brazier, turned out a sweet potato from it, and smiled slightly: "Dad still remembers that I love to eat this." ”

Zu Baishou looked at him sideways, and said abruptly: "I just remember that you loved to eat when you were a child, and as soon as you were in winter, you shouted to make a brazier, in order to bake this, and now that you have grown up, your taste should have changed, Dad, I don't necessarily understand you." ”

There were words in the words, and the grandfather looked a little stunned, and then he looked back with something in the words: "It's not that my taste has changed, but that my father baked this for me to eat." ”

I peeled the sweet potato without raising my head, and when I took a bite, the sweetness was still so sweet, but it was no longer the taste of childhood.

Zu Baishou laughed: "You are much taller than your father, and you want your father to roast sweet potatoes for you." ”

Zu Gongluo helped him to sit opposite him on the kang, and said gently: "In front of you, I will always be a child." ”

The father and son chatted very warmly for a while, sipping hot new tea and eating fragrant sweet potatoes, enjoying themselves.

After eating a piece of sweet potato, Zu Gong washed his hands in the copper basin slightly, and came back to talk to Zu Baishou again.

When it was time for the book to return to the main story, Zu Baishou said: "Your old Taishan is here, the two of us have set the wedding date for you and Wan'er, the sixth day of the first month of next month, the auspicious day for everything, these days you go out less, stay at home, and discuss the wedding needs with your second mother and those old grandmothers." ”

Grandpa raised his eyebrows slightly, very surprised: "Dad, I can't marry Wan'er." ”

Zu Baishou's heart sank, and he expected it earlier, but he still pretended to be confused: "It's nonsense, how many years have you been engaged, and if you don't become a relative, Wan'er will become an old girl, her body is weak, that is her Wen family's feng shui is not good, and she entered our ancestor's house after passing the door, ensuring that she is alive and well, this day will pass in a swish, and it will be the year in a few days, and she will be twenty-four years old, and she can't wait any longer." ”

Zu Gongluo shook his head slightly and said, "You understand that it's not because she has bad bones, but because I don't like her at all." ”

Zu Baishou snorted, full of displeasure: "I have liked it for more than 20 years, why do I suddenly dislike it, who doesn't know what you have done to her over the years, serving before and after the saddle has almost become her little beating, and I don't like to treat others like that." ”

This is a fact, one is not sick and pretends to be sick, the other is compassionate, but it has nothing to do with feelings, Zu Gong said slightly: "It's her brother who only cares about eating, drinking and having fun, and Uncle Wen is busy with the affairs of the wooden gang, and I take care of Wan'er just because she is a little woman, and I have no other meaning." ”

Zu Baishou put his hand in his sleeve, leaned over, looked old, and said: "You don't mean anything else, but she has, Wen Zhong can say, his daughter swore that you would not marry, if you regret the marriage, she will hang herself with a three-foot white silk, is it possible that you will not save you when you see death, marry her, and count you as doing good deeds for our ancestral family." ”

Zu Gong's face sank slightly: "I just hate her aggressive temperament." ”

Zu Baishou saw that his son didn't want to get married, so he changed his strategy: "Dad knows that you are out and about, if you have a favorite girl, Dad promises you, no matter what the other party's background is, even if it is a fan, he will let you take it back." ”

Grandpa slightly pinched the cuffs that were wet with snow and remained silent, because he knew that no matter what he said, his father's opinion was only one, and that was to marry Wen Wanyi.

Zu Baishou also understands that he has worn out his mouth, and his son has only one intention, that is, to withdraw from the marriage, so it is useless to say more, raised his eyes to look at the leaky pot, and said tiredly: "I'm a little tired, I want to rest, you can take care of this matter again, this is not your personal matter, but it is related to the ginseng gang and the ancestral business, don't look at the merit of Wen Zhong and his daily hip-hop, that is a wise and foolish, a ghost person, offended him, Lei Gongzhen will be lively, the gang and the wooden gang will fight, and it will inevitably turn the world upside down." ”

Zu Gongluo was still speechless.

A conversation ended with the father and son breaking up.

Grandpa went back to his room, and the eldest girl Liuli was busy holding a feather duster, and knocked the falling snow on his body for him, and said, "What about your cloak, I remember to wear it when I went out." ”

Zu Gongluo only said: "It's in the store." ”

Liuli couldn't help complaining: "It's all that fierce man who lost his heart and lungs, and I can't think about such a little thing for you, take a look, I'm just afraid that I'm going to freeze." ”

Hurriedly called the little girl Xiaohe to make tea for him, squatted down and took off his boots, changed into homely soft shoes, and married the soup woman to stuff him.

Grandpa smiled slightly: "When I am a delicate little girl." "Give the soup woman back to Ruri.

Liuli said: "You can be careful, the master will explain one by one today, take care of you, the big day is coming, don't make anything inappropriate." ”

The grandfather made up his mind and asked, "Have you been informed of all the rooms?" ”

At this time, Xiaohe brought the teacup over, Liuli took it, saluted the grandfather, and said: "Yes, they have all been informed, the second lady, the third lady, the fourth lady, the fifth lady, and the fourth and fifth misses, at the wedding, the hostess has to worry about it, and the outside affairs are also explained to the fourth young master and the fifth young master, as well as the eldest aunt, the second aunt, and the third aunt, you can be the groom official with peace of mind." ”

Grandpa sat down on the kang slightly, thinking about things while eating tea, and Liuli was busy making his bed.

Zu Gongluo suddenly remembered something and said, "Liuli, come here." ”

Liuli put down the work in his hand and walked to him: "The second young master ordered." ”

Zu Gong said slightly: "Can't you remember that I brought a small green bottle when I came back from the Western Regions last year?" ”

Liuli pondered for a while: "Yes, I put it in the drawer of the kang cabinet, are you either?" ”

Zu Gong nodded slightly: "It was the gold sore medicine given to me by a master in the Western Regions, so you can find it and send it to the bookstore." ”

Liuli listened to the wind and asked, "Now?" ”

Zu Gong said slightly: "Well, right now, give it to a girl named Shanbao, and then you can stay there tonight, help take care of Miss Shan, and come back in a few days." ”

Bookstore? Girl? Liuli thought about it, and it was not much to do, so he went to the kang, turned out the green vial from the drawer, wiped the dust off it with a handkerchief, put it in his arms, went back to his room and put on a cloak, and went to the old Feng who was in charge of the livestock vehicle in the backyard to ask for a car, and drove it himself, so he hurried to the bookstore.

The wind and snow did not stop, and when the glass arrived, Bai Jinlu was making Li Qingzhao laugh.

After Shanbao applied the medicine, the blood slowly coagulated, but the pain became more and more obvious, but he gritted his teeth and didn't dare to squeak, for fear that his mother would be distressed, Bai Jinlu saw it in his eyes, and deliberately said some jokes to divert her attention, Shanbao didn't laugh, it was Li Qingzhao who laughed.

At this time, Fu Bo came over and said, "Girl, my second young master sent Miss Liuli to see you." ”

Shanbao was lying in He's arms, looked sideways at Fu Bo, and found that there was a young girl standing behind Fu Bo, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and even more kind eyebrows.

Liuli came over and bowed her knees: "Is it a good girl, the second young master asked me to give this to you." ”

As he spoke, he took out the small green bottle from his bosom and handed it to Shanbao.

Hest took it and showed it to Shanbao, but Shanbao's heart flickered, and he saw that the delicate bottle had three lines of black letters written on it.

He is not seen for a day, such as March.

He is depressed, and he doesn't see it for a day, like three autumns.

Picai Aixi, not seen for a day, like three years old.

This is about a man who misses a woman, what does his grandfather want to do?