Wang Ning looked at Min Xingzhi, who ran away in stride when he went out, and couldn't help but smile. When I think of the first time I met him, and then back to the present, I probably feel a little emotional. But then again, it was he who was the most miserable, and when he thought of this, he didn't feel the need to worry about it anymore.

Closed the thick ledger, picked up the pen and wrote a few lines on the rice paper next to it, examined it for a moment, probably felt satisfied, put down the pen, muttered a few words to himself, and then went out.

Mu Rong has been very busy these days, but if you ask her what she is busy with, she can't say for a while, and when she is idle every day, she looks at her surroundings and doesn't change much, she is quite helpless, and then understands that she is actually busy.

But in the end, the most important thing is that you don't have to see the young master's unmotivated face, so that even if she is busy, she will enjoy it. Of course, there may be some other reasons, every time she looks at everything she is familiar with at home, even if it is a set of tables and chairs, she can't help but be in a daze, thinking about the same thing.

That is, the young master is going to get married, and there will soon be a hostess in this family.

Although she has a good sense of the young master's fiancée, the girl's mind is still more or less complicated, and there is still a distance between recognition and acceptance.

Or, the little girl also has other expectations in her heart.

It's just that maybe it's not realistic, so being busy is actually avoiding something.

Wang Ning was already fine, but he didn't talk to Mu Rong properly, as if under the coercion of an inexplicable and wonderful atmosphere, he also became a busy man.

In addition to being at home, Wang Ning ran to Qin's hometown most of the time, and with the help of Mrs. Qin, some things were gradually sorted out, and the corresponding preparations were gradually improved.

The auspicious day chosen was on the fifth day of the first month of August, when Wang Ning was about to go to the Su family with the dowry, and the day of the real marriage was November.

It is estimated that there is still half a month, Wang Ning began to learn the relevant etiquette, and Mrs. Qin did not discount at all at this point, which was indeed an extremely torturous thing for Wang Ning. Even small things like walking have to be re-practiced. Most of the time, Qin Lao sat in the courtyard with a book in his hand, and he didn't know if he was really reading it.

The old man has been in a good mood lately, and it seems that all the worries before have been completely forgotten.

"Which rude boy came out of the middle of nowhere......" Qin Lao said as he poured himself tea, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was dazzling in Wang Ning's eyes.

Wang Ning rubbed his back, which had been "beaten" by Mrs. Qin with a rattan before, glared at the hateful old man in front of him, picked up the teapot on the table and poured tea for himself, and then drank it all.

"Heh, old man, this is a good hairy tip, it's too bad for you to drink like this." The old man's face was full of pain, perhaps he really felt sorry for his good tea.

"......" Wang Ning held the empty teacup and looked at Qin Lao suspiciously: "Fade out of a bird."

"It's so boring." Qin Lao didn't try to tell Xiaobai about tea, he probably made a plan in his heart, and he would never take out such a good tea in the future.

Mrs. Qin saw the movement here in the distance, smiled and went about her own business.

"I see that you can also learn some things these days, why don't you read more?" Qin Lao said earnestly, and there was some exhortation in his words.

Wang Ning knew that the old man's urine sex was going to instill in him the same way as his family and country, so he smiled and said: "It's so tossed to marry a daughter-in-law, I really can't do such a thing as studying."

After saying this, he stared at the old man for a while, and then said: "Ten years of cold window, I am reluctant to waste ten years."

"How can it be a waste?" Qin Lao asked rhetorically, his voice also raised a little, and said, "The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day." The old man stared over, saw Wang Ning's face with a puzzled face, and explained helplessly: "This is a poem written by Tang Wukang and Meng Dongye after Dengke."

"Hmm......" Wang Ning chick pecked at the rice and nodded, staring at the two eyeballs: "And then?"

Qin Lao opened his mouth and didn't speak, his face was bitter and hateful, if it weren't for the cultivation he had always cultivated, I am afraid that he would have picked up the tea on the table and splashed it.

The old man sighed, "Child, read more books."

After speaking, he got up, took the ancient book on the table and went back to the study, and even the fine hair tips were not drunk. Euro eBook

Wang Ning retracted his gaze and sighed: "It's not that I don't want to read, I just can't read."

This is true, thanks to his family's unique educational environment, he is not bad if he does not grow up. When I think of this, I can't help but think of my distant home.

The eldest brother is a good reader, but what's the use? As for the kid who can't wipe his nose at the age of eight or nine, study? Read a book!

Wan Er smiled, took another sip of tea, got up and talked to Mrs. Qin, refused to stay for dinner, and walked outside. When he passed by the small table in the courtyard, he looked around to see that there was no one, so he took the tea on the table and stuffed it into his arms, and ran away with it.

It was getting late, he didn't go back immediately, he wandered by the Qinhuai River until it was dark, and he found a direction and walked into the night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the clouds are thick.

It's a good time to climb the wall.

The bamboo waves are gusting, and the wind is howling.

A head suddenly poked out of the wall, and two small eyes glanced into the courtyard, seeing that there was no one, and a figure appeared on the wall. Looking at the candle flame on the second floor, I could faintly hear the sound of laughter.

Wang Ning jumped down and tiptoed upstairs with a familiar car.

As soon as I reached the top of the stairs, there was a creak, candlelight leaked through the room, and footsteps sounded in the hallway.

Wang Ning estimated that someone might go downstairs, so he planned to go back the same way, tiptoeing down a few stairs, but he heard a squeak, and there was no one at all.

Shrinking upstairs, the conversation between the master and servant in the room was interesting.

"I'll just say no one, you still don't believe it."

"But I really hear movement."

"Oh, maybe it's a night owl."

"......" guessed a few words about the topic of the two and also related to other things, Wang Ning heard this for the first time, but he also felt funny.

I thought to myself that women were so bored in private.

……

"Look, I'll just say someone......" A voice of surprise sounded overhead, and with the voice, a figure stepped out of the way, and the candlelight spilled over him.

He raised his head, Lu'er also looked at him, Su Xiaoyan was behind, maybe the candlelight was too dim, and his face looked very dark.

"I'm going to go back to the same place." Wang Ning snorted.

Su Xiaoyan snorted coldly: "Lu'er, hit him."

Saying that she had bypassed Lu'er, the pink fist smashed her head and face.

"Don't slap ...... face"

Suddenly, the candlelight flickered, and the fist shadow was sufficient.