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The three-room couple in the autumn evening curie had a warm vein, hugged each other and whispered. In the Woyue Building, the couple in the second room were also talking. It's just that the atmosphere in which they talk is not very good, and no matter how you look at it, there is a taste of respect for each other.

"The old lady still doesn't want to see you?" Cui Shi asked lightly.

"Hmm." Fu Ting turned his back to Cui Shi and replied briefly.

Cui's face was a little unhappy, he glanced at Fu Ting, and said, "Have you ever asked me to inquire about it?" ”

Fu Ting focused on fiddling with the Baiding kiln in front of him and the underwater caryophyllum bonsai, and said absentmindedly: "I asked." ”

Cui Shi looked at him and waited for his next step, but Fu Ting didn't speak again. He picked up a small bamboo scissors, carefully trimmed the leaves of the two-leaf caryophyllus, and then took a porcelain kettle, and poured some water on the rockery of the Yan Stone Base, with a very focused and serious expression.

Cui Shi wrinkled his eyebrows and looked at him for a while, and smiled lightly, with undisguised disdain in his smile. She turned around and walked to the front of the couch, took a red cane tin incense box from the table, and selected a white copper spoon from the shelf, put two spoonfuls of sprinkled orchid incense into the incense box, and placed it in the incense burner. After a short time, the smoke spread from the incense burner, filling the room with the meaning of incense.

Fu Ting finally finished pruning the bonsai at this time, and then continued Fang Cai's words: "It is said that a few decades ago, a person died in that courtyard. ”

This was said thoughtlessly, but Cui Shi understood. She put down the incense recipe in her hand, looked at Fu Ting and asked, "Who died?" Can you ask? ”

Fu Ting said lazily: "Who is impatient to inquire about this, you have to ask yourself." ”

Cui's face turned cold, and he sneered: "I, a woman in the inner courtyard, how can I ask the steward of the outer courtyard, and besides, I am a person next to the Hou Ye, you can also say this." ”

Fu Ting said nonchalantly: "What's this, just ask a few words, who can pick your eyes?" ”

Cui Shi laughed and said lightly: "It's such a rule for your Hou Mansion to make an appointment, but our family has never been like this." ”

When Fu Ting heard this, he turned his head suddenly, stared at Cui Shi with a smile for a while, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "Look at my memory, how did I forget that you are from the Cui family." You are a girl from a family, I am just a son of a martial artist, and I don't understand these exquisiteness in the family of the big family. ”

The more he spoke, the more ridiculed he became, and when he finished speaking, he stood up, dusted off his sleeves, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Yes, I don't deserve to stay in this house, it's better to stay here with these family's incense ash powder, so as not to pollute you with the filth of my martial arts." With that, he lifted the curtain and walked away.

Cui's face turned pale by his words, but he couldn't reply when he opened his mouth, the incense paper in his hand rattled, and the whole person was trembling with anger.

Zhou's mother hurriedly looked around, but fortunately there was no one else in the house, so she stepped forward to calm Cui's breath and said softly: "Mrs., Mrs., you dissipate your anger, you dissipate your anger." ”

Cui Shi stood up abruptly, grabbed the incense in his hand and wanted to tear it. It's just that the hand trembled so badly that the paper couldn't grasp it firmly and fell lightly to the ground.

Cui Shi looked at the thin white paper, and for a moment sadness came from it, and tears fell straight down. Mother Zhou looked distressed, and hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe her tears, while persuading: "Mrs. still doesn't know the temperament of the master, it has always been good to follow the master, and the wife will follow the master in the future, and it will be fine." ”

Cui Shi cried and panted, and said intermittently: "Mom also heard it, that's what people said?" I just mentioned it briefly, put my face down and left. He still has me in his eyes. ”

Zhou's mother persuaded: "The master is a face-saving person, so my wife should take more care in the future." ”

When Cui Shi heard this, his heart became more and more sour, and he choked up: "How else can I treat him?" Am I not doing enough? How did their family promise me? What does it look like now? He was good, and he poked me in the heart with words. ”

The more Cui Shi thought about it, the more sad he became, the more fierce his tears flowed, his heart was sour for a while, painful for a while, and hated himself for a while.

After crying for a while, she suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where did you go?" Did you go to that fox again? ”

Zhou's mother hurriedly said: "The old slave asked someone to go and see it, and said that the master went to the outer courtyard." ”

Cui's heart calmed down a little, and then a thick resentment swelled up.

Cui always thought that with her family background and appearance, it was more than enough to match Fu Ting. If it weren't for the hope that Fu Ting still had a son, and Master Hou and Mrs. Hou both came to the door to propose marriage, the Cui family would not have married her daughter-in-law.

Who would have thought that the second son of the Pingnan Hou Mansion, who looks extremely glamorous on the outside, is such a lazy and idle character in private. The spirit is not low, and I also want to fight. But what's the use of having a heart? Isn't it for nothing if you don't have that ability?

Cui Shi wiped away his tears, and felt extremely aggrieved. He has done his best, just to help Fu Ting. But what did you get? What husband and wife are of the same heart, what is the same eyebrows, which one has he Fu Ting done?

But in the matter of the boudoir, his mind is extraordinarily large. The concubines and aunts pulled them into the house one by one, and many of the maids had a relationship with him. is only a shameless maid and the like, and Cui's doesn't know how much he has disposed of. But the more she dealt with it, the more attentive Fu Ting was in this. It's like working against her.

It's good now, but she, the wife of the main room, can't even say a word. What else does this day mean? What did she bother planning for?

Cui's face was red from crying, only to feel that the more he cried with grievances, the more he cried, the soreness in his heart poured out of the water, and poured into his eyes, the tears couldn't be stopped, and a pair of eyes were already crying red, looking extremely pitiful.

It's a pity that Cui's appearance of pear blossoms with rain has never made the person who should be distressed feel half distressed. At this time, Fu Ting was leisurely walking by the lake in front of him, and he had already left the quarrel with Cui's behind.

The afternoon sun slanted on the lake, creating layers of golden waves. The willow trees on the shore have lost their leaves, and only bare branches remain, swaying gently in the wind, but they also have a unique sense of gloom.

On a whim, Fu Ting asked the chief entourage around him to call a light boat over, and asked the rowing guy to moor the boat on the shore, so he took a green bamboo fishing rod, a pot of chrysanthemum wine, and a lake of light gold waves, and fished freely.

The sun was very warm, shining lazily on people, Fu Ting drank two glasses of wine, and was already slightly drunk by the sunshine, and suddenly heard a voice behind him: "Second brother is at ease." ”

Fu Ting hurriedly looked back, but saw a thin figure standing on the shore, his clothes were in the wind, and his big sleeves were flying, who was it not Fu Zhuang?

Fu Ting rubbed his eyes, for fear that he would be mistaken, but Fu Zhuang had already stepped on the boat. The hull of the ship swayed slightly, and a circle of ripples rippled at the water's edge. Fu Zhuang lifted the hem of his clothes, sat down opposite Fu Ting, picked up the wine jug, picked out a green jade ice pattern scrolling lotus cup, and poured a full glass of wine.

Fu Zhuang's current appearance makes Fu Ting a little afraid to recognize him.

Fu Zhuang was very thin, and the whole portrait was thinned. The eyes were deeply sunken, the cheeks were slightly sunken, and the facial wheel was very abrupt. He must have just returned from the ministry, and he was still wearing an official uniform, and the clothes seemed to hang on him, and when the autumn wind blew, he became more and more disfigured.

As an elder brother, Fu Zhuang has taken great care of Fu Ting since he was a child, and the relationship between the two brothers has always been good. Seeing that he was haggard at this moment, thinking that he had suffered a lot outside, Fu Ting felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and hurriedly lowered his head and took a sip of wine and said, "Big brother has worked this errand. ”

Fu Zhuang smiled, drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and poured another glass.

Fu Ting smiled and said, "Big brother is drinking fast today." ”

Fu Zhuang tilted his neck again, drained the wine in the glass, and then filled the wine glass.

Fu Ting looked at Fu Zhuang with some surprise. In his memory, Fu Zhuang was an extremely self-disciplined person, behaved very well, and had always been personable, never drinking like this.

When Fu Zhuang was about to drink the third glass of wine, Fu Ting hurriedly snatched the cup from his hand and said with a smile: "What's wrong with the eldest brother today?" How do you drink so fast? ”

Fu Zhuang's hands were empty, but he didn't compete with Fu Ting, he only raised his head, looked at the autumn water in front of him, and then said with emotion: "Today's weather is really good." ”

Fu Ting was very confused. Fu Zhuang's appearance at this moment was very different from usual, as if he had changed people. He looked at Fu Zhuang with some concern.

Fu Zhuang lowered his eyes and looked at Fu Ting, and some emotions flashed quickly in his eyes, as if he was sad and sad, and then he smiled warmly, and said in a harmonious voice: "Big brother, this is here to drink with you, I want to ask you, how do you spend time here?" ”

Fu Ting poured the wine in Fu Zhuang's cup into the lake, and then said with a smile: "I am also occasionally interested, just sit here and sit idly." ”

Fu Zhuang glanced at Fu Ting's hand, and couldn't help laughing: "I also changed sex when you were sexual, I didn't think that you were still the same as when you were a child, saying that you were fishing but left the fishing rod alone." Look, where are all your fishing rods? ”

Fu Ting looked down, only to see that the fishing rod was crooked to the side at some point, and the float in the water had already floated, and it was obvious that the bait had been eaten by the fish. He couldn't help laughing and said, "I am at ease with fishing like this, and the fish are also at ease." Big brother, you don't understand. ”

Fu Zhuang smiled and shook his head, pulled the fishing rod up, strung some oil-soaked bait onto the hook, and then threw the rod into the water, and then stared intently at the water.

Fu Ting put his hands behind his head and said lazily: "Big brother is also idle, why don't you go back to the house?" Did you know that my mother is sick? ”

Fu Zhuang looked at the mighty lake, as if he hadn't heard Fu Zhuang's words, and said after a while: "I'm from Rongxuan Hall." ”