Tang Chujiu was depressed: "I originally thought like that." "It's also iron-hearted, as long as Gu Qingchen really marries a big red sedan chair, he will marry.

Yun Niang was furious: "Who cares what you think!" Judging the situation, seeing people talking about people, and talking nonsense when you see ghosts, do you understand?! ”

In the General's Mansion, where it is difficult to argue with the mixture of fish and dragons, the last thing you like is what you originally thought!

Tang Chujiu lowered his head in frustration, making Yun Niang scold him like a bloody dog.

"The first time your mother-in-law came, you didn't make a good impression! How will you live in the future when you get married? 嬖"

"When your man is out fighting, your biggest backer is your mother-in-law! You're good, she choked and left angrily! ”

"Didn't your mother-in-law's temperament and behavior have already been written into a booklet for you to see? ……”

After spending so much thought and making so much effort, all the wood in zuihou was wasted!

It's really a hatred of iron and steel!

Tang Chujiu was sullen: "Then what can I do, as soon as she came over, she asked me not to marry." ”

"She won't let you get married, don't you know how to play Tai Chi and go back? I don't know how to push it on your man's head? That's her son, no matter how angry he is, he didn't have an overnight vendetta!! ”

What's more, the meaning of her words today is to test you a lot! Look at how many catties and taels you have, whether you are qualified to be the future housewife of the General's Mansion! ”

"You're good, one sentence is broken!"

Tang Chujiu hung his head dejectedly: "Then what should I do?" ”

Yun Niang was angry and tied up: "Ask your man to go!" ”

Tang Chujiu: Isn't he not there for "......"!!

Yun Niang poured a large pot of water, frowned for a long time, her eyes lit up, and said: "The only way to do this is to give your man a fat doll as soon as possible!" Your mother-in-law's heart is that she wants to hold her big fat grandson. ”

Tang Chujiu: "......" blushed on his face.

Yun Niang rushed out like a tornado, and it didn't take long for her to take a box and go back: "Ah, this is a good recipe that the old lady has collected with all her hard work for decades......"

Tang Chujiu silently took it.

Yun Niang raised her face to Tang Chujiu'er for a while before she twisted her thin waist and left.

Tang Chujiu read all the recipes one by one, and after carefully putting them away, he took the red wedding dress and waited for Lang to come while embroidering.

Lang was in the house, and the two armies were fighting.

Jiang Rushui bitterly grinded his heart: "Qingchen, then Tang Chujiu is really not good!" Don't say that she is the right person, just say that she has a temperament and is only suitable for marrying ordinary people. These people in the house, as you know, are not fuel-efficient lamps, and they don't spit out bones when they eat people, Tang Chujiu is really inappropriate. ”

Gu Qingchen frowned: "Mother, have you been looking for the ninth day of the first month?!" ”

There was dissatisfaction in the words, and at the same time, there was also worry, afraid that Chu Jiu would be wronged.

Listening to his son's tone, Jiang Rushui saw it in his chest in one breath, he couldn't go up or down, he really had a daughter-in-law and forgot his mother! Raised a white-eyed wolf.

This daughter-in-law hasn't married yet!

This old lady will become a tea cold.

I was not angry: "Don't worry, I didn't do anything to her!" ”

Gu Qingchen personally poured a cup of tea, handed it over, and comforted: "Mother, the ninth day of the first month is really good." ”

Looking at the cup of tea in front of him, Jiang Rushui paused for a while, finally picked it up, and tried to set things right again: "Qingchen, your wife, what you want is suitable!" ”

What's the use of being a good person! As the head of the general's mansion, scheming and means are the minimum requirements.

Gu Qingchen was confident: "Mother, I know it in my heart." ”

Jiang Rushui took a sip of tea, which is a good idea, this is a deep mud foot, and he can't extricate himself.

Gu Qingchen's tone changed, and he began to be kind and seductive: "Mother, you just wait to hug the big fat grandson." Got married at the beginning of the year, and the end of the year was just right. ”

Crisp and neat, straight to the point!

Over the years, Jiang Rushui's biggest wish is to hug his fat grandson, and every time he sees the second room holding his grandson's triumphant appearance, he will be on fire.

It's just that there is no way, who let his son not get married!

Now when it comes to the big fat grandson, his expression immediately turned cloudy and sunny, and his tone softened a little, but he still disliked: "That Tang Chujiu's body is too thin." ”

Gu Qingchen remained silent and dug a pit: "Doesn't my mother have a few good prescriptions for regulating the body and getting pregnant?" ”

Jiang Rushui stepped into the trap: "There are several." ”

Gu Qingchen smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, hit the snake with the stick, and made a final decision: "Then it will be annoying to worry about the mother." ”

The river in front of the cliff is like water: "......"!!

I was very angry, who was born in this life, who was born in this life, and who was born in this family!

Enemies!!

Gu Qingchen grinded softly and hard: "Mother, you will rely on your son, marrying Chu Jiu has been carefully and seriously considered, and all parties have weighed it." You can rest assured, she will be a good daughter-in-law in the ninth year. is a little more honest, but this shows that she has a good character. Isn't marrying a wife a virtuous one? Besides, when the time comes, the mother will be trained well, she has always been able to endure hardships in the ninth year, and after her mother's carving, she will definitely shine. ”

couldn't withstand his son's stubborn beating, Jiang Rushui sighed: "She is really too unsuitable." ”

Gu Qingchen's fatal move cut off all the back roads: "Didn't my mother always want to hug her big fat grandson?" But I can only afford that interest in Chu Jiu, and for other women, no matter how beautiful they look and how hard they are in the background, I just can't give birth to that thought, what do you want me to marry back for? After being married for 3578 years, I can't hold a grandson. ”

This is a naked, naked, naked threat, Jiang Rushui: "......" is half annoyed.

zuihou, flicking the handkerchief, flicked his sleeves away angrily.

This move is obviously soft.

The corners of Gu Qingchen's mouth rose, evoked a vague smile, and went to the study.

Gu Qibei only had one sentence: "The Gu family can't afford to lose this person!" If you insist on marrying, you should have never given birth to a son like you. ”

Gu Qingchen did not give an inch, and was unswerving: "I must marry on the ninth day of the first month, but my father disagreed, so the son had to ask the Holy Lord for marriage." ”

Angry, Gu Qibei smashed the teacup in his hand: "Rebel!" Unfilial son!! Unfilial son!!! ”

The man had gold under his knees, but Gu Qingchen knelt on the ground: "Dad, the son has been weighed in all aspects, and he sincerely wants to marry the ninth ......."

The saber rattling, the two armies fought.

……………………

Two hours later, Gu Qingchen walked out of the study, and his steps were not as calm and powerful as before.

When he walked to the courtyard, he saw Gu Qingyan wrinkling his little face: "Brother......"

For this girl, who has always loved her, Gu Qingchen softened the expression on his face: "Qingyan, what's wrong?" ”

"Brother, do you really want me and my mother for that woman?"

So where is Tang Chujiu, let the eldest brother and the six relatives not recognize it! It's not as good as Sister Mo Yu.

Stretched out his big hand and rubbed the green silk on his sister's head: "I don't want you." ”

Gu Qingyan was aggrieved: "I heard the quarrel between you and your father in the study." ”

"It's okay, no matter where I am, it's your big brother, go back to the room, it's cold outside."

The decision to marry Chu Jiu is already ironclad, so the topic will not continue.

Gu Qingyan stomped his feet and left angrily.

Gu Qingchen did not return to the room, but went to the bamboo garden.

When I arrived at the bamboo garden, it was already late at night, and Tang Chujiu was still concentrating on embroidering the wedding dress.

The broken hair on the sideburns, under a lamp like a bean, swayed slightly with the movement, the beauty under the lamp is moving.

Gu Qingchen's heart warmed, and he couldn't help but see God.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Tang Chujiu raised his head, saw Gu Qingchen, and smiled: "It's here." ”

Gu Qingchen came back to his senses, coughed secretly, and stepped forward and said softly: "Chu Jiu, don't be tired." ”

Tang Chujiu pulled the silk thread over and pinned the needle: "I'm not tired." ”

Stretched out his hand to hug the beautiful woman and sat on the chair: "Chu Jiu, I am very happy that you can say that today." ”

Tang Chujiu looked back at Gu Qingchen, and his eyes showed surprise, you must know that he was criticized by Yun Niang as worthless!

Gu Qingchen is really happy, for him, it is the greatest good that he does not retreat and regret his marriage because of extraneous branches.

I was really overjoyed, and Chu Jiu said, 'As long as he marries him in a big red sedan chair, I will marry.' ’

Tang Chujiu was a little embarrassed, and said: "Yun Niang said, I can't answer like that." "In Yun Niang's words, it is purely a knife swing from the palace.

Gu Qingchen rubbed his calloused thumb back and forth against Tang Chujiu's delicate palm: "No, answer like that, it's excellent." ”

There was an itch and a prickly feeling in the palm of his hand, which made Tang Chujiu a little numb: "Your father and mother don't agree to this marriage, right?" ”

Gu Qingchen didn't answer explicitly, but said: "Chu Jiu, don't worry, I won't wronged you." ”

These words are not the sweet words of the mountain alliance and sea oath, but they are real, sonorous and powerful, and make people feel at ease.

Tang Shijiu's heart was full of emotion, nestled in Gu Qingchen's arms, the corners of his mouth were sweet, and he responded lightly: "Hmm."

admits that Yun Niang's words are right, Gu Qingchen is really good, and it is a blessing in life to meet him.

Then the two snuggled up to each other and talked casually.

Gu Qingchen was overjoyed with this feeling.

At this point in life, what more can a husband ask for.

In heaven and on earth, there is no greater blessing than this.

It is enough to get the ninth day of the first month.

It wasn't until late at night that Gu Qingchen left.

But instead of going back to the General's Mansion, he rushed to the Xiao Mansion overnight.

dug Xiao Xiuyang out of the gentle fragrance of the beauty, and tossed him so much that he wanted to cut himself off.

The next morning, everyone was shocked.

Just because each person has a big red sticker in his hand.

General Zhiyong, who is not close to women, is about to marry.

The bride is Tang Chujiu!

Song Chenxiang's woman!

There is no better than this!

Surge forward.

Looking at the big red invitation post in front of me, it was so dazzling!

Like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, he could no longer suppress the fishy sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spit out like this, Song Lanjun suddenly felt a heart-rending pain.

This kind of pain, coming from the bones, is cold and desperate.

For more than ten years, Chu Jiu has been by his side, like a shadow, silently following.

No matter when or where, as long as you look back, you can see her, you are too used to having her by your side, and you are used to it, ignoring her existence.

So at the beginning, when making a choice, I finally gave up the ninth day of junior high school.

Those days without the company of the ninth day of the first month, because of nightmares every night, my mind was all about being tortured, and I was anxious to get rid of that kind of guilt and entanglement.

He even did not hesitate to invite the monks to return to his home, hoping to surpass the undead of the ninth day of the first month, and not to dream again.

Everything was wrong until the ninth day of zaijian's first month.

After the ninth year of Zaijian, the nightmare never happened again.

And the heart that had been silent for many days was beating violently, just like it, as if it had finally found a home.

So eager, so eager, wanting to come back on the ninth day of the first month.

That loss, that attachment, like a seed sprouting, with the days, the trees become shady.

It was only at this time that Song Lanjun began to reminisce, without these days of the ninth month, he was like a walking corpse, and he no longer saw the heartfelt and truest happiness.

Over the years, Chu Jiu Ru himself is the most special existence.

Childhood.

Depend on each other.

Stick together in good times and bad.

And then to the riches.

Thirteen years of ups and downs, together through the ups and downs.

It's just that after the storm, it ...... It's what it is now.

The ninth day of the first month is about to be someone else's wife!

How can this be.

Clearly said haode, in this life, the ninth and seventeenth days of the first year will never give up, and they will grow old.

How can you be someone else's wife on the ninth day of the first month!

These days, Song Lanjun's loss of soul made Tang Shihua grit his teeth with hatred.

At the same time, there is a deep fear in my heart.

The resentment against Tang Chujiu is like the flowing water of the Yellow River, gushing endlessly.

Tang Chujiu! You deserve to die!

Song Dongli wanted Tang Chujiu to die, and he wanted to crush her to ashes.

I was so angry that I was going crazy, and my eyes were red with jealousy.

Qingchen actually wants to marry Tang Chujiu as his wife!

What's so good about her! What's so good!

Qingchen, you can't choose me?

I want to be your wife and raise eyebrows with you.

……………………

For the surging and turbulent worship outside, Tang Chujiu didn't know anything about it.

After getting up early in the morning, I took the piano and went to the backyard.

It's still "Mountains and Flowing Water", and it's still not in tune.

But the strange thing is that there are more ...... in the piano A different taste.

Let's be the shyness of a woman to be married and the taste of expectation.

After playing a song, Nan Chang'an said quietly next door: "On the ninth day of the first month, you are in the future for three days in a row." ”

This has never happened before.

Tang Chujiu climbed onto the wall and explained with a smile: "Nanchang'an, I want to make a wedding dress ...... in a hurry."

What else was said later, Nan Changan didn't hear a word.

'I'm going to hurry up to make a wedding dress', just a few words, but like a bolt from the blue.

Nan Chang'an's throat tightened, and every word was said with difficulty: "On the ninth day of the first month, when will you get married?" ”

"The sixth day of the Lunar New Year." The day is excellent, it is suitable to marry, it is suitable to marry, everything is appropriate.

Nan Changan lowered his eyes slightly, holding back the monstrous waves in his eyes.

On the ninth day of junior high school, you are about to get married!

Junior high, you are married, what should I do?

Tang Chujiu saw that Nan Chang'an looked a little stunned, and asked, "What's wrong?" But the leg hurts again? ”

Because of the winter, the cold is deep and the humidity is heavy, Nan Chang'an's legs are always aching, especially when it is about to rain when the weather changes.

Nan Chang'an felt bitter in his heart.

On the ninth day of the first month, my heart hurts.

Is it too late for everything?

Is your future going to be handed over to another man?

On the ninth day of junior high school, I thought that man was me.

Nan Chang'an barely raised a smile on his face, but he answered the question: "Ninth year, tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, right?" ”

Tang Chujiu nodded: "Yes." "This year's Chinese New Year's Eve came exceptionally late, nearly March.

Nan Changan squinted his eyes slightly, and looked up at the blue sky and white clouds outside the wall: "On the ninth day of the first month, when you make dumplings, make more of mine, okay?" ”

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