Chapter 413: Refusal
Shen Hanmei loves plum blossoms, and many plum trees are planted in this garden. Not only is there a plum garden specially planted with cold plums, but there are also a lot of other places in the garden. At this time, the branches and leaves of the plum tree are dense and green, and other flowers and trees are lined with "all kinds of red and purple and fragrant flowers".
After walking for a while, Han Xiyi couldn't help but break the silence and called, "Miss Guo? β
Qingdum didn't look back, still walking.
There is a stream in front of it, and a stone arch bridge stands across the stream.
The two walked up.
Covered by the sound of water, Han Xiyi called out again, "Girl! β
Talking on the bridge, the two maidens who followed behind could not be easily heard; And there are water and flowers here, there are trees at the head of the bridge, birds chirping in the shade of the trees, there are rockeries and wooden pavilions on the opposite side, and the environment is very good.
Dumb but quickened his pace, to prolong the reality of facing him.
After calling for so much and not looking back, Han Xiyi was also happy and sad.
Dumb to the wooden pavilion next to the rockery, he turned his head suddenly, looked directly into Han Xiyi's eyes, and said seriously: "I don't know!" "No head, no brain, no reason.
Han Xiyi suddenly sank into the two clear pools.
He felt her bewildered.
"I don't know!" Dumb said it again.
Then he turned around, step by step, and walked down the steps into the pavilion.
Han Xiyi looked around.
The sky was a little overcast, and I don't know when it started to rain hazy.
The dense drizzle intertwined a misty fog net, and the flowers and trees in the fog net were like a girl's heart, and he tried to open his eyes wide, but he couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't see through.
He also walked into the pavilion and came to her.
As far as the eye can see. I couldn't help but be surprised-
On the tip of her eyelashes, there was a transparent drop of water, as crystal clear as the water droplets on the green leaves and red flowers outside. There is no sadness in her eyes. Therefore, he did not think that she was crying, but that the rain was dripping down.
He took out his handkerchief and wiped it gently.
As if frightened, Qingmu shrank back and looked sideways at him.
He couldn't help but whisper her name:
"Dumb!"
"Dumb!!"
"Dumb !!"
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As soon as you stretch out your hand, you can take her into your arms.
As soon as she stretched out her hand, she could be frightened to fly away.
How to act. He lifted it lightly.
There is no way to avoid dumbness.
She didn't want to shy away from it either.
She called out to the front verandah, "Little sister." β
The little sister walked over with a long dark purple box in her hand.
Qing Mu motioned for her to give it to Han Xiyi.
"What is this?" Han Xiyi asked.
"Ginseng." Dumb and dumb.
Han Xiyi was shocked and hurriedly opened it to see. I saw that the ginseng had neat roots and beards, and its body was thick, not to mention more than three hundred years, and I am afraid that it was four or five hundred years old. Suddenly looked at Qing dumb in disbelief.
"Someone else sent it." Qing Mu explained.
Rare things. It takes some chance to get it. This ginseng was given by a merchant surnamed Zhu who cooperated with the Guo family's patent, in order to thank the Guo family for their support. His family is weak, and only this treasured treasure can express gratitude, so he sent it hard.
Han Xiyi was treating his father's illness and was spending a lot of money to buy the king. With the wealth of the Han family, there is naturally no shortage of ginseng. But Han's father has been ill for a long time, and he consumes a lot of ginseng for a year. It seems that hundreds of years are even more difficult to find.
"Girl?!" He was both amazed and delighted. Imu asked her.
"Treat Uncle Han." Dumb and dumb.
"Girl!" Han Xiyi was a little dissatisfied.
Did she give him this ginseng just out of kindness?
Doesn't it have any other meaning?
He looked at her, his eyes full of eagerness and anticipation.
"The Xia family won't let me go." Dumb and dumb.
The Xia family will not let her go, she doesn't know the fate of tomorrow.
Therefore, she didn't know how to respond to Han Xiyi.
Since she has such ginseng, she will give it to him, even if it can't cure Father Han, it is good to prolong his life; also let the charming Mrs. Han and her husband, who played the flute for her for 9981 nights, spend more time; also let Han Xiyi be more prepared, don't rush to marry in order to fulfill his father's wish; It also reduces the guilt that she can't promise him for the time being.
When this catastrophe passed, if he still wanted to, she would seriously consider him.
If she can't get through this catastrophe, it will also save her the humiliation of the love change and the pain of retiring from her family.
This decision is not because she doesn't believe in Han Xiyi's character.
The world is unpredictable, and she doesn't want to test him at this juncture.
A family like the Han family hopes that they will use the interests of the family to support his marriage, it is too extravagant, and it is impossible, she will not be naΓ―ve to believe him.
Han Xiyi finally understood her mind and felt her uneasiness.
His heart tightened, and he suddenly had a strong urge to hug her into his arms, rely on her, and be relied on by her.
He stretched out his handsβ
Qing Du looked at the white but bony fingers, and quickly retreated.
"No!" Her eyes turned red.
A man's hand is not the same as a woman's hand.
Wrapped in them, it's warm and solid.
Jiang Minghui once held her hand like this to ward off the cold for her.
But he let it go again!
Her behavior made Han Xiyi's five organs twisted, unspeakably uncomfortable, where did she take care of many taboos, grabbed her hand and wanted to take her into her arms.
Qing mute pushed away with his hand and frowned at him.
Touching her delicate cold fingers, a layer of hairy bumps stood on the back of his hand, and a tremor spread throughout his body, and he was stunned, and he froze and couldn't move.
After half a sound, he bowed down and said, "For my brother Meng Lang, please don't blame Sister Guo." β
That being said, he has no regrets.
He couldn't help it just now, and he didn't mean to blaspheme.
All men and women in love are sometimes sweet, sometimes angry; or hesitation, or suspicion, or impulsiveness, or decadence; Whether happy or sad, shocked or stupid, all kinds of different moods arise because of feelings.
If he doesn't move, no matter what the other party does, he won't lose his temper!
He stared at her, a thousand words choked in his throat.
Thoughts are like dense rain outside the pavilion, chaotic and confused.
Qing Du glanced at him again, and said to the younger sister, "Send him out." β
He turned around and walked out of the verandah.
The thin waist flashed out of nowhere, holding an oil-paper umbrella over her head.
The master and the servant were submerged in the rain and mist.
Inside the wooden pavilion, Han Xiyi was still standing.
It was as if he hadn't heard the mute words, and he hadn't seen her leave.
Suddenly, he said firmly: "Sister Guo, don't worry. If your brother is not sure to protect you, how can you be qualified to come to your door to ask for marriage? In this life and this life, as a brother, no one will hurt you! β
The little sister blinked and looked at him suspiciously.
Is this talking to the girl?
But the girls were gone.
He said to himself to the empty pavilion, tell the rain outside?
No, she's listening.
Her curiosity was piqued to hear what else he had to say.
Han Xiyi chuckled and said, "Sister, don't be afraid. The people don't fight with the officials, and it's not quite. People like us have been dealing with officials for more than 100 years. When you shouldn't fight, you will make friends with respect; When it is time to fight, it will never be soft. If you don't have some means, how can it last for more than a hundred years? Over the years, there have been many fallen officials! β
The little sister was surprised to hear this, and looked at him without blinking. (To be continued.) )