137. Chapter 135

"What's going to make it bigger?" Cheng Muan didn't understand Wen Xiaomiao's brainless question.

"I don't want to be big, I want to be small." Wen Xiaomiao stared at her cute big eyes, puffed out her little face, and said seriously.

"What is big and small, what is it exactly? Are you talking about sachets? Cheng Mu'an thought that Wen Xiaomiao was talking about what kind of item specifically, Wen Xiaomiao was best at embroidery, could it be that he was talking about sachets?

"Sachet? No. Wen Xiaomiao was a little embarrassed again, her little face showed a hint of redness, and she asked a little embarrassed: "Brother An, must those who marry first become bigger, and those who marry later can become smaller?" I don't want to be big, I want to be small, it's too much pressure to be big, I really can't get on the stage, if there has to be a first-come-first-come, first-come, then I'll marry you. ”

Cheng Muan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Wen Xiaomiao to ask this.

"Who told you I would marry another one?" Cheng Mu'an asked softly as if he was afraid of scaring Wen Xiaomiao.

"How many do you want to marry?" Wen Xiaomiao blinked her eyes and asked, the focus of her obedience and the focus of Cheng Mu'an's words were two-way.

Wen Xiaomiao's obedient focus is on "one", she is interested, oops, I didn't expect that in addition to Qin Feiyan'an's brother, there are also eye-catching, she is very curious about what the other party is like, and looks at Cheng Mu'an expectantly.

The focus of Cheng Mu'an's speech was "again", except for Wen Xiaomiao, he had no intention of marrying again.

Cheng Mu'an frowned, why didn't this girl look jealous at all, it looked like she was still eager for him to marry ten or eight, he reached out and touched Wen Xiaomiao's head, and said, "Silly girl, I will only marry one in this life." ”

"Huh?" Wen Xiaomiao still seems to be a little unacceptable, Cheng Muan only marries one, it seems that she doesn't want to go out with her in the future.

Cheng Mu'an gave Wen Xiaomiao good medicine on both hands, wrapped them in a clean white cloth, and then held them in front of him, looked at her with dark and bright eyes, and said in a firm voice: "Miao Miao, wait until the three-year filial piety period is completed in August next year, believe me, I will marry you into the door in a beautiful way, I only wish to be a couple for the rest of my life, half drunk, half awake and half floating." ”

Wen Xiaomiao lowered her head shyly, and talked about it for a long time, as if Wen Xiaomiao was in a hurry to urge marriage.

"Brother An, I didn't mean that." Wen Xiaomiao was embarrassed to look at Cheng Mu'an directly.

The corners of Cheng Mu'an's mouth are faintly upturned, a cute little girl, he also wants to make her his little wife as soon as possible.

"This golden medicine is very useful, your hands will be almost good in about five days, and it will itch a little during the healing process, don't scratch it, don't see the water, do you know the way?" Cheng Muan explained Wen Xiaomiao's precautions.

"Then how do I wash my face?" Wen Xiaomiao shook her head as she imagined her face covered in dirt.

"Let the maid help you." Cheng Muan said.

"I'm not used to it." Wen Xiaomiao still shook her head.

"You have to learn to get used to it, in the future, the Cheng family will be rehabilitated, and the Cheng Mansion will return it to us, and there will be more things that you need to be in charge of, and there will be a lot of subordinates, you can't do everything yourself, so practice now." Cheng Muan patted Wen Xiaomiao's head.

Wen Xiaomiao looked really pitiful when she cried, and said, "Okay." ”

Cheng Mu'an stood up and looked at the courtyard, he picked up the basin and planned to pour the water in the basin under the roots of the tree.

Wen Xiaomiao looked at her hands over and over, comparing whether it was like a bun or more like a dumpling.

Cheng Mu'an had already walked under the tree, and he was just about to splash the water when he suddenly found that the ground under the tree was full of dense words.

He approached, the writing was not large, it seemed to be written in branches, and there were two small branches lying on the ground next to it.

Cheng Mu'an felt a warm current of talk, obviously this was written by Wen Xiaomiao, and it was repeatedly written on the ground, "Brother An Miao Miao misses you", "Brother An Miao Miao likes you", "Brother An Miao Miao is together for the rest of his life", written layer by layer, I don't know how many times I wrote it, the soil on the ground was loosened, Cheng Muan smiled at the corner of his mouth and watched quietly.

Wen Xiaomiao was still sitting there, glanced up at Cheng Mu'an, and saw Cheng Mu'an looking at something intently, a little strange, Wen Xiaomiao suddenly remembered that she had been practicing writing and writing to pass the time when she was idle in the past few days, and the ground was full of Wen Xiaomiao's thoughts and likes Cheng Mu'an's words.

Wen Xiaomiao jumped up as a tall child, hurriedly rushed to the bottom of the big tree, blocked Cheng Mu'an's sight with his body, turned his back to him, and hurriedly rubbed off all those words with his feet, his little face turned red again, like a boiled river crab, Cheng Muan didn't speak, and there was no other movement, but the corners of his mouth turned up more obviously.

Wen Xiaomiao was clearing the evidence, Cheng Mu'an slowly approached her, stretched out his arms and hugged her in his arms from behind her.

"It's useless for you to rub them off, they're already imprinted in my heart." Cheng Muan whispered in Wen Xiaomiao's ear and quipped.

Wen Xiaomiao blushed, lowered her head, didn't speak, she was caught and appeared, and it was too late to deny it.

Cheng Mu'an turned Wen Xiaomiao over, stood face to face with him, and then pulled her against his chest, his Miao Miao grew taller, and the top of his head had reached his chin.

Wen Xiaomiao still lowered her head, what a shame.

Cheng Mu'an picked up Wen Xiaomiao's chin with one finger, so that she had to look at him.

"Forever and forever?" Cheng Muan asked.

"It's okay to be a brother and sister." Wen Xiaomiao hurriedly explained in a low voice, she didn't necessarily have to rely on Cheng Mu'an, and marrying her would also make him bored for the rest of her life.

Cheng Mu'an laughed out loud and looked at her helplessly, this Wen Xiaomiao slapped the confidence he had just built up and scattered it again, didn't she know that she was jealous and gave him a sense of accomplishment?

Wen Xiaomiao looked at Cheng Mu'an in surprise, she said to be his sister, is he so happy? It's rare to see him laugh in ordinary times, let alone laugh so happily, which really hurts his self-esteem.

Wen Xiaomiao felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, and unconsciously pursed her cute little mouth slightly, Cheng Mu'an looked at her like this and lost her mind for a while, her movements naturally followed the feeling in her heart, and she kissed her as soon as she lowered her head.

Zhilu said that this belonged to the public, Wen Xiaomiao was still sober, and struggled a few times, but Cheng Muan tightly held her in his arms, with great force, pinching her chin firmly, making her almost unable to move.

Wen Xiaomiao was speechless, and after the last moment, she simply gave up struggling, and let Cheng Mu'an toss and turn, and it didn't take long for her to forget about the surroundings of heaven and earth, and she was completely surrounded by Cheng Mu'an's breath.

Chen Mu stood there from afar, staring blankly at the two people snuggling under the tree, the shadows of the trees were swaying, the birds were chirping, and the occasional falling leaves seemed to be afraid of frightening the pair of Erbiren.

Chen Mu watched it for a while, and finally decided to retreat silently and not bother them.

Cheng Mu'an sent Wen Xiaomiao to Gu's mansion and directly found Old Man Gu, now the old man is still in charge of the house, Gu Haojun's father has been overdone by the old man, and everything is very small, Old Man Gu is a general, how can he look at it, so until now, the old man in the house still has the final say.

Old Man Gu looked Wen Xiaomiao up and down.

Wen Xiaomiao greeted Old Man Gu with a sweet smile and said, "Hello Grandpa Gu, my name is Wen Xiaomiao." ”

Old Man Gu touched his white beard, nodded, looked at Cheng Mu'an, and said, "This little girl doll is not very outstanding. ”

When Wen Xiaomiao heard this, she was sweating in her heart, how could the old man Gu say this as soon as she opened her mouth, how could she have an image now, her hair was unkempt, she was frightened and tired and hadn't eaten yet, of course her face was very bad, as the saying goes, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, the loose clothes on her body are Cheng Mu'an's, and she also touched bloodstains, and her two hands are placed in front of her like small steamed buns, how miserable and miserable this appearance is, it would be strange if Old Man Gu said that it was good-looking.

Cheng Muan said: "Grandpa Gu, Miao Miao will ask you for this time." ”

"Don't worry, grandpa will definitely raise her to be white and fat." Old Man Gu's hearty laughter.

Wen Xiaomiao was sweating again, she was not a pig, why should she be chubby.

Cheng Mu'an politely said goodbye to Old Man Gu, Wen Xiaomiao sent Cheng Mu'an to the gate, and reluctantly waved goodbye to him.

Cheng Muan got on the horse sideways, smiled at Wen Xiaomiao, didn't say anything, and rode away.

Wen Xiaomiao walked out of the door, looked at Cheng Mu'an's back until he disappeared on the street, and felt a little stunned, Cheng Mu'an was destined to not have an ordinary life.

Wen Xiaomiao really lives like a pig in Gu's mansion, the old man Gu arranged a maid for her, an old mother, three meals a day, Wen Xiaomiao felt that this meal was enough for the three of them, so Wen Xiaomiao wanted the maid and the old mother to eat at the same table with her, they were willing, and they didn't dare, Wen Xiaomiao asked to reduce the amount of food.

The old mother said that this was what Mrs. Gu told him repeatedly, and they couldn't change it casually, so Wen Xiaomiao had no choice but to go to Old Man Gu in person.

"Grandpa Gu, morning, are you free now?" Wen Xiaomiao looked at the old man's face without changing his color, finished a set of punches without panting, and walked closer with tea.

"Little doll, it's you, come, come, have breakfast with grandpa." Although Old Man Gu is old, his voice is like a bell and his physique is strong.

"Grandpa Gu, my name is Wen Xiaomiao." Wen Xiaomiao doesn't like the name of the little doll, maybe Old Man Gu thinks she is cute, but Cheng Mu'an is already several years older than Wen Xiaomiao, so it will seem that the gap between Wen Xiaomiao and Cheng Mu'an is even greater.

"How? Still used to it? Did you sleep well? The food is still to taste, right? Old Man Gu asked.

"Grandpa Gu, it's very good, I'm bothering you, it's just that the meals are prepared too much, I can't eat it alone, do you see this amount reduced? Wen Xiaomiao followed Cheng Mu'an to endure hardships, and she couldn't stand it if she was wasted.

"That's more? Your meal is only enough for me to eat half a meal, little doll, you have to eat more, I promised Mu An that kid to make you white and fat. Old Man Gu looked embarrassed.