- When Mo Ye asked Wu Shu like this for the first time, he only reminded him first, but now, after thinking about it for so long, he should be able to have an answer, right?

However, Wu Shu still did not answer.

He didn't even turn his head sideways, and his attitude at this time, as he did a few days ago, still looked like he didn't want to pay attention to Mo Ye on this issue.

Mo Ye hesitated for a moment, then asked again.

Wu Shu still has no response.

"Uncle!" After waiting for a while, Mo Ye, who still didn't get a reply, suddenly stopped, "Are you angry with me, because I just plotted against you?" ”

"Plotting is to act in the dark, or behind the scenes." Wu Shu finally spoke up, but he didn't stop while speaking, "You are very bright." ”

He seemed to be complimenting Mo Ye, but Mo Ye could clearly hear the sarcasm in his tone.

Although she used the bamboo strip as a hidden weapon just now, she did throw it in his face, which did not conform to the convention of using hidden weapons, but it was like the habit of throwing mud balls at each other when children were fighting.

Fortunately, those bamboo strips were used for basket weaving, and the shapes were all curved, losing the sharpness of the straight thorns. Of course, Mo Ye also expected this, so he let go of playing with Wu Shu. If she was holding a handful of sharpened thistles, even if she believed that Wu Shu would be able to dodge it, she would not let it be thrown at him.

Wu Shu's words made Mo Ye slightly stunned, and then she concentrated, and she was a little behind Wu Shu, and she began to sprint towards him.

Feeling the wind on the back of his neck, Wu Shu's hand hanging down at his side was slightly raised. Ready to take the call. Thinking that although this girl's fist contains some strength, she will not use any tricks at all, and she can easily restrain her as long as she holds a few soft points in her joints, the corners of Wu Shu's mouth are quietly hooked.

However, when Wu Shu felt that the wind was being bullied very closely, he suddenly realized that these counterattack moves he had prepared seemed to be ineffective, because this girl didn't want to use force against him at all - then she was still rushing so hard?

Only in such a slight trance, Wu Shu felt a faint aroma penetrate into his nose a little. At the same time. The back shoulders sank, and the neck was already being grabbed, but the other party's arms did not exert the force that wanted to break the neck.

Wu Shu's shoulders tensed extremely tight for a moment, but quickly relaxed.

Mo Ye's warm and soft body lay on Wu Shu's back. Tightly attached. That, that feeling. It's like a skin that can't be shaken off.

Her legs were stuck around Wu Shu's tight-fitting waist, and the soles of her feet were hooked in front of his abdomen, like two strands of rope tied in a dead knot there. Her arms are from back to front. It was wrapped around Wu Shu's neck, and his head was next to Wu Shu's shoulder, very close to his ear. As she spoke, Wu Shu could feel the warm air she exhaled, hitting his ears.

Mo Ye happily exclaimed, "How? Does it count me as sneaking up on you now? And it worked! ”

She was so close to a man, but she didn't feel blushing and heartbeat at all, just like when Wu Shu held her on the city wall three years ago, and felt at ease and natural when she was high and high in the palace, this is not because she is not ashamed, but she really only treats Wu Shu as an uncle and as her relatives.

One side of her soft-skinned forehead, because she was too close, rubbed the half of Wu Shu's stump on her face that was sewn by Liao Shimiao's hand more than ten years ago.

Although Wu Shu's tone is still calm, his heart can't help but throb when he is so close to a girl who has just sprouted youth.

"Go down." Wu Shu spoke, in order to hide the soft feelings in his heart, the tone of his voice suddenly became very cold and hard, "Girl, be reserved." ”

"Oh......" Mo Ye hesitated for a moment, and finally let go of the tight grip on Wu Shu's body. The figure she slid down from Wu Shu's back was soft and smooth, just like a drop of water falling on a lotus leaf, and it slid down the leaf without sticking to it.

Mo Ye no longer walked behind Wu Shu, but parallel to him. Even if Wu Shu's steps were open, if he took two steps, she would have to take three steps, so she insisted on keeping pace with him.

Walking side by side for a while, Mo Ye didn't speak again, but Wu Shu turned his head slightly, glanced at Mo Ye, and suddenly asked, "What else do you want to ask?" ”

Mo Ye's heart moved when he heard this, and he secretly thought: It turns out that he didn't ignore it, but actually listened to my words in his heart.

And just as she was about to speak, she saw a few bamboo strips on Wu Shu's fluffy slightly curly hair that was somewhat similar to hers, and she couldn't help it and burst out laughing.

Wu Shu caught Mo Yedi's gaze, reached out and touched the top of his head, plucking a few hard stubbles, he didn't need to look to know what it was.

"It's good to make you smile." Wu Shu said lightly.

He hesitated for a moment, then untied the cloth that bound his hair, turned his fingers into a comb, turned it up and shook off most of the bamboo strips hanging between his hair, and then, as usual, tied his hair into a bunch and tied it tightly behind his head with a cloth band.

When Wu Shu did these things, it took a very short time. And when he finished doing this, he lowered his arm, and said calmly: "I also came here today last year, and when I saw you crying, I left, and you are much better this year." ”

Mo Ye thought of worshipping the master in her heart, and her eyes couldn't help but dim slightly, but from Wu Shu's words, she vaguely realized that Wu Shu didn't ignore the scum on his head, but deliberately kept it to amuse her, and she felt warm in her heart.

Removing the melancholy in his heart, Mo Ye looked sideways at Wu Shu, and said with a smile: "Obviously I saw the girl crying, you actually turned around and left, do you know that the right thing to do is to step forward and comfort a few words?" How can you please a woman like this? Do you want to marry a little lady in the future! ”

Wu Shu suddenly reached out and touched half of his face with a different color, and his eyes were thoughtful: "My appearance, only you are not afraid at all." ”

"The look I just said is not about your looks, but about your personality." Mo Ye sighed like an old master teaching a dull student, and then said, "I know that your temper is already like this, and it may not be able to change it. But when you ask for a wife in the future, you should at least find a book to practice on the battlefield. ”

"Uncle has been taught." Wu Shu picked the corners of his mouth, and it was rare to be "obedient".

But he quickly refuted again: "You 'borrowed' this from Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi's ideas are always very special, but you have to keep your distance from him, girls don't follow his set." ”

The Xiao Yi he talked about naturally refers to Shi Yi, who returned to Beijing for less than half a year after three years of study. After the two were introduced to each other by Mo Ye, the middleman, in less than a month, they have become more acquainted. Shi Yi has a good personality and often has many novel ideas. Facing strangers. The adhesion is very high.

Facing Wu Shudi's reminder, Mo Ye pursed his lips disapprovingly, and said casually: "I'll learn a little from him, and I'll learn a little from Brother Ruan." Actually, most of it was learned from you. Neutralize it. There was no problem at all. ”

When she said this, she also slandered Wu Shu in her heart: You praised Shi Yi on the one hand, and asked me to keep my distance from him. What does this mean?

Wu Shu didn't answer what Mo Ye had just said, and he seemed to be ignoring it again.

The atmosphere cooled down for a moment, and Mo Ye also put away his joke. The topic turned back, and she returned to the question she asked at the beginning, and after being silent for a moment, she asked again seriously: "Uncle, my previous question was not casually, but I wanted you to seriously consider your plans to make a living for the rest of your life." I think that even if you have the heart to serve the court, and your superiors will receive your heart, you still have to consider the problem of the urging of time. ”

At this point, the meaning of her words has been expressed very directly.

Wu Shuye finally spoke: "I know." ”

After a moment of silence, he asked again, "What do you mean by 'retirement' in your previous words?" ”

"Retired ......" Mo Ye hesitated. In fact, she also felt a little unfamiliar with this word, because as Wu Shu said when he commented on her just now, this word was also "borrowed" by her from Shi Yi.

Quickly recalled the origin of this word in his mind, Mo Ye explained slowly: "Actually, this is what I heard from Brother Xiaoyi, he explained that 'retirement' is a term used for some special occupations, that is, the age of the practitioner has not yet reached the age of aging, but for some special occupations, it has reached a level of age that can no longer be competent, and must leave this position, but can be transferred to some other jobs." ”

"He seems to be talking about me." Wu Shu's eyes lit up, and he glanced at Mo Ye, "You talked to him about me?" ”

Wu Shu asked briefly, it sounded very casual at first, but Mo Ye's heart was slightly condensed, as if he could hear something different from it.

Wu Shu's professional characteristics limit the scope of his communication. Mo Ye vaguely understood this, so she introduced Shi Yi to Wu Shu, if Wu Shu had Shi Yi's information, then she could occasionally talk about Wu Shu in front of Shi Yi.

This type of interpersonal expansion also has many taboos.

If it weren't for Shi Yi's almost neatly cut off interpersonal relationships, the relationship between his parents and the upper reaches would be almost blank, and he was close to Mo Ye in this regard, and he had a very special friendship with Mo Ye, it was for his confidant to talk to friends, Mo Ye would not have introduced him to Wu Shu.

Until now, Mo Ye has contacted Wu Shu, all in Cheng Xu's grocery store. In the past three years, Wu Shu has never been to the Song Mansion to find Mo Ye, and even Ruan Luo, a righteous brother who is very close to her and trusted her, does not know at all that in her upbringing, there is also the important role of Wu Shu.

However, although Shi Yi was the only person who made Mo Ye open that special chatterbox, Mo Ye still needed to make some reservations if she wanted to talk to Shi Yi about Wu Shu, because she couldn't fully use Wu Shu's wishes after all.

Everyone has their own tolerance and bottom line, even if they are like father and brother, they can't just say what they need to keep secret. For Mo Ye's closest friends, it does not necessarily mean that Wu Shu can get along with him like this.

However, Mo Ye was not too worried about the question that Wu Shu asked just now, because she really didn't talk to Shi Yi about him in depth and carefully, as Wu Shu said.

It's just that Mo Ye suddenly had another thought in his heart: Could it be ...... Uncle Wu and Brother Xiaoyi's quick acquaintance in January is actually just Uncle Wu's adaptation to himself?

"Don't mention me to others, you should also pay attention in front of Xiao Yi." Seeing that Mo Ye hesitated and did not answer, Wu Shu waited for a moment, and finally spoke again, "Now it is like this, after I retire, you should do the same." ”

Mo Ye nodded seriously.

There was no need for her to explain anything, even if she had already said more about his information in front of Shi Yi than the limit of secrecy, he had already expressed an attitude of tolerance and forgiveness for what had happened before today's conversation. But at the same time, his words also gave a warning signal that if such a thing happened again in the future, he would never tolerate it.

And the worst possible outcome can only be one, erasing Shi Yi's one qiē in the world.

Although Mo Ye often talks about light topics in front of Wu Shu, maybe the more she sees him being withdrawn and strict, the more she likes to make such a fuss with him, just to let him feel more "popularity" and live a less monotonous life, but once Wu Shu talks about things that must be treated strictly, Mo Ye is not ignorant of the importance and will soon be able to adjust his attitude.

Seeing that Mo Ye had already sincerely promised this matter, Wu Shu had already mastered Mo Ye's character, so he didn't say anything more on this issue.

After walking silently for a while, Wu Shu took the initiative to answer the question that Mo Ye first asked.

"Speaking of my future transfer...... Wu Shu hesitated slightly, as if he hadn't fully accepted this future idea, "It's nothing more than occupying the grocery store of the fourth child." ”

Mo Ye couldn't help but immediately ask: "You said Cheng Xu's grocery store?" ”

Because she remembered the events of that night three years ago, although Mo Ye did not verbally threaten to take revenge, after that night, every time she saw Cheng Xu, her eyes looked a little strange. Although Cheng Xu is Wu Shu's sworn brother and is the fourth in line, Mo Ye just called Wu Shu "uncle", which has nothing to do with him.

Cheng Xu occasionally took the initiative to come to the Song Mansion to find Mo Ye, in order to pass on some messages from Wu Shu, at that time, Mo Ye would call him "cousin" awkwardly in front of the people in the Song Mansion.

And whenever Cheng Xu met Mo Ye's vaguely strange and indescribable gaze, he never expected her to call him "uncle" respectfully like he did to Wu Shu. Although the intermittent relationship between him and her in the past three years had made him familiar with her, he was still very clear and firm in his heart, if she fought Wu Shu's little box idea again, he would not mind the incident of that night three years ago in his hands again.

At this time, listening to the meaning of Wu Shu's words, the means of making a living for the rest of his life was to occupy Cheng Xu's grocery store, Mo Ye couldn't help but be surprised...... (To be continued......)