readx; In his hands, there are two white and soft steamed buns, it can be seen that Shen Ling has been very careful, these two steamed buns, without the slightest deformation, are completely presented in Shen Ling's stretched palm. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Sir!" Qingque's face was so red that she almost cried, and she was about to step forward and snatch the steamed bun from Shen Ling's hand, but she was stopped by Hu Shijiu.

"Qingque, it's okay." Hu Shijiu stared at Shen Ling, and at the same time, Han Mochen got up and blocked Qingque's hand that was about to take away the steamed bun.

The green finch was stunned for a moment, but her head was lowered.

She has always been loyal, but she can't face the fact that on Hu Shijiu's big day, because of her "negligence", she made such a "heinous mistake".

She really should have memorized those words written by Uncle Shen in advance in the past few days, so that the master would be familiar with them!

But where is "Uncle Shen" now!

Qingque bit her lip, she frowned and looked around, however, there was no trace of old confusion at all!

She only felt that the eyes of all the guests were like the fine needles she used for embroidery on weekdays, densely pierced on her body, on the body of the young lady, the master and the "new aunt"!

Different from Qingque's embarrassment, although Hu Shijiu was stunned, however, she still took the steamed bun in Shen Ling's hand with a smile, Han Mochen looked at her and Shen Ling in confusion, but also knelt beside Hu Shijiu, and reached out to take the steamed bun again.

Shen Ling looked at them with a grin, completely ignoring the surprised gazes of the guests in the courtyard.

"Thank you, Dad!" The steamed bun in Hu Shijiu's hand was still warm. It can be seen that Shen Ling should have put this steamed bun in his sleeve as soon as it came out of the pot.

And the people in the courtyard, when they heard Hu Shijiu say this, became more and more puzzled, could it be that this is the unique custom of "Shopkeeper Shen" in their hometown?

Shen Ling looked a little happy and a little proud, just like countless times before. He was half-leaning over, holding his chin in his hands, looking at the girl in front of him, who kept calling him "daddy".

He laughed and laughed. However, I don't know if it was Hu Nineteen's illusion, Shen Ling's smile gradually became a little more indulgent, and the corners of his mouth curved into a good-looking arc. But it has a bit of the demeanor of the fox monarch Bai Ling.

"Ning Ning," Shen Ling suddenly stretched out his hand to help Hu Shijiu up, and said to Han Mochen again, "You can get up too!" ”

Han Mochen should claim that it is, Hu Shijiu looked at Shen Ling, she always felt that today's "father" was a little different from usual, I don't know where it was.

Could it be......

She looked into Shen Ling's eyes in surprise, however. In his clean and clear eyes, there was no golden ...... that Hu Shifang had expected

Brother, still didn't come......

Hu Shijiu was a little lost, but the warm steamed bun in her hand seemed to remind her that Shen Ling in front of her was also her relative.

"Nineteen, you're going to be fine." Shen Ling suddenly opened his mouth and said, his words sounded ordinary. However, even the Qingque beside him, who had been nervous, couldn't help but look at Shen Ling in surprise.

Could it be that because the young lady got married, the master's madness suddenly got better?

Qingque looked at Shen Ling in surprise. It's just that when she saw the steamed bun in Hu Shijiu's hand, her expression became gloomy again.

"Father-in-law, I'll take care of Nineteen." Han Mochen, who had been staring at their father and daughter from the side, looked at the steamed bun in Hu Shijiu's hand, and held it in his hand. He knew that this was the best gift that his "father-in-law", who seemed to be different from ordinary people, could give them.

Shen Ling stared at Hu Nineteen, although his pupils were still as black as ink, however, Hu Nineteen seemed to see his brother Bai Ling's eyes.

"Treat her well." Shen Ling looked at Han Mochen and said.

Hu Shijiu stared at Shen Ling tightly, trying to find a trace of the taste of Fox Monarch Bai Ling from his body.

"Don't miss the good day and the right time."

With the laughter of Qu's wife, several women rushed to Hu Shijiu's side, and after they helped Shen Ling away with Qingque, they put a piece of cyan "knee covering" on Hu Shijiu's face, according to the customs of Chen Guo, today, it is absolutely impossible for passers-by to see the appearance of the bride......

Hu Shijiu was suddenly a little nervous, she was about to subconsciously grasp the corner of her clothes, but Han Mochen held her left hand again: "Don't panic."

Han Mochen's palm has a rough callus, this is the hand in Hu Shijiu's memory, although she can't see Han Mochen's face at this moment, however, she feels so stable in her heart.

"The bride hasn't passed the door yet, but the groom is holding hands!" I don't know which woman's voice it was, jokingly said, the courtyard suddenly burst into laughter, and Han Mochen's hand, at this moment, seemed to be gently pulled by someone, so Hu Shijiu's hand fell short.

She couldn't help but stand still, without direction.

"Miss, don't panic." Fortunately, the voice of the green finch sounded softly beside him.

She supported Hu Shijiu and walked out step by step.

Hu Shijiu walked very slowly, half because of the vast road ahead, and half because he was a little reluctant......

Once, Hu Shijiu thought that she was reborn because of repaying her kindness, so for a long time, she ignored her "relatives" at home.

At this time, when she left this ordinary courtyard and walked to the unknown Han Mansion, she realized that it turned out that in this life, what made her the most nostalgic is here.

This is her home!

Hu Shijiu held back the tears in her eyes, and said silently in her heart: "Dad, take care of yourself......"

Brother......

I'm leaving......

In this way, Hu Shijiu got into the carriage that had been prepared outside the courtyard in advance, and she heard that Han Mochen seemed to be riding a horse, and circled the carriage a few times: "Don't be afraid, just follow me." ”

His voice was very soft and low, but it seemed as if he was sure that Hu Jiu would hear it.

Hu Shijiu just wanted to open his mouth to answer him, but he felt that the carriage shook, and the team to greet the relatives set off in the direction of Han Mansion again.

The sound of the car rumbled, Hu Shijiu sat quietly in the car, and from time to time there was a whispered conversation between Han Mochen and others in front of him, Hu Shijiu's keen sense of hearing naturally listened to those conversations word for word.

Therefore, even when she is sitting alone in the car, she does not feel lonely or flustered.

If, at this time, she could have a pair of eyes and see Han Mochen outside the car and Hu Shijiu in the car at the same time, then she would be surprised to find that every time Han Mochen looked back, intentionally or unintentionally, Hu Shijiu under his knees showed a sweet smile.

That's probably what the heart is.

And the eyes that looked at the two of them gradually narrowed into a soft appearance......

At this time, the bright moon in the sky seemed to pass a red shadow, like a gorgeous and enchanting red Qiluo......

(To be continued.) )