He Mansion is the home of He Yuandao, the Zhongfu of Fanyang Mansion.

Jiang Dazhi was walking in his home, and he was walking to the backyard.

Jiang Dazhi looked at the scenery of He Mansion as he walked, and thought, "How can the scenery of He Mansion be so beautiful?" And, what's even more hateful is that the young lady of He Mansion is even more beautiful than this scenery. ”

Looking at the scenery is actually looking at the mood.

When Jiang Dazhi walked to the back garden, he saw He Xiangxue's hands holding a handkerchief, her moist eyes were staring at the handkerchief motionlessly, and the corners of her mouth raised a faint smile.

When Jiang Dazhi saw this scene, he felt that He Xiangxue's daze was very charming, and thought: "Her thoughts must have flown far away." ”

Jiang Dazhi immediately launched the "Wind Rush" and blew towards He Xiangxue like the wind. When passing by He Xiangxue's side, Jiang Dazhi did not stop, but took the handkerchief from He Xiangxue's hand and hid behind a rockery to observe He Xiangxue's expression when the handkerchief was lost.

When He Xiangxue saw that the handkerchief was gone, she immediately let out a "ah", her expression was very nervous, and she looked around with her eyes wide open, as if she was looking for the most important thing in her life.

Jiang Dazhi glanced at the handkerchief, but did not find the peculiarity of the handkerchief, this is an ordinary handkerchief, and thought: "Why is He Xiangxue in such a hurry?" ”

Jiang Dazhi: 1: Ben: Read: Novel 3w.ybdu turned the handkerchief around, but saw a poem embroidered on it, he looked at the verses, and said in his mouth: "Leaning on the garden breeze, who will rely on the will of the word; The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yi. ”

It turned out to be the poem that Jiang Dazhi wrote to He Xiangxue as the most greeting gift.

Jiang Dazhi put away the handkerchief and walked out from behind the rockery.

"Miss He, what are you looking for?"

He Xiangxue saw Jiang Dazhi suddenly walk out, her face was surprised and happy, and her expression was very complicated.

"Jiang Gongzi, when did you come? I was looking for a handkerchief, and a gust of wind had just blown it away. ”

"Is that handkerchief important to you? I have a handkerchief, so I'll give you one. ”

"No, that handkerchief is unique, I've got to find it."

Jiang Dazhi took out He Xiangxue's handkerchief and said, "I'll give you a piece, it's also unique." ”

After Jiang Dazhi finished speaking, he handed the handkerchief to He Xiangxue.

He Xiangxue took the handkerchief and looked at it, her face was surprised and happy, and her expression was still very complicated.

"Jiang Gongzi, how can you have a handkerchief like me."

When Jiang Dazhi heard He Xiangxue say this, he thought: "This He Xiangxue is really stupid and cute." ”

"Because, I have a heart-to-heart with you!"

When He Xiangxue heard Jiang Dazhi say this, her face turned a little red, like a shy flower waiting to be released.

"Thank you!" He Xiangxue seemed to suddenly understand something, and said softly.

"The maple leaves in the West Mountain are red, very beautiful, let's go and see it! Good no good? ”

"It's up to my dad to agree or not?"

"My father-in-law has agreed."

When He Xiangxue heard this, she was very happy and excited, and whispered: "Okay then! ”

"There's a carriage outside, let's go."

"Okay."

Jiang Dazhi and He Xiangxue walked out of He Mansion, got into the carriage, and went straight to Xishan.

West Mountain, still West Mountain.

The difference is that there is no strongman, and tourists are ushered in; There are no green mountains, and the autumn leaves are ushered in.

Jiang Dazhi and He Xiangxue rode in a carriage to the foot of Xishan.

Jiang Dazhi helped He Xiangxue out of the carriage.

Jiang Dazhi raised his eyes and looked at the West Mountain, but saw that the top of the West Mountain was crimson, redder than He Xiangxue's face.

He Xiangxue saw the red leaves all over the mountain, and she was also excited.

"Miss He, is it the first time to see the red leaves of Xishan?"

"Hmm. Jiang Gongzi, don't call me Miss He in the future, okay? ”

Jiang Dazhi understood what He Xiangxue meant, and it seemed too angry to call Miss He.

"What do you like me to call you?" Jiang Dazhi asked affectionately.

"I love it when you call me Snow."

"Why snow, not fragrant snow?"

"Snow, in winter, I have smelled snow, it is not fragrant; I've also eaten snow and it doesn't taste either. It's so white and flawless, I don't know why my dad named me Xiangxue instead of Bai Xue? Isn't white the truest description of snow? ”

"It's true that the snow in the sky is not fragrant and has no taste, but your snow is fragrant and tasteful."

He Xiangxue heard Jiang Dazhi's words so numb, so she lowered her head, and her face suddenly became as red as the red leaves all over the mountain.

"Xue, then don't call me Jiang Gongzi in the future."

"Then let's call you Brother Dazhi."

"Brother Dazhi is too cheesy, you call me big brother directly, you are my little sister, I will protect you for the rest of my life."

He Xiangxue smiled and called softly: "Big brother." ”

Jiang Dazhi replied loudly.

He Xiangxue was very surprised when she saw Jiang Dazhi answer so loudly, and said, "Big brother, why are you so loud?" There are a lot of people here. ”

"What are you afraid of, we are a legal husband and wife, and we are not a private junior, it's okay."

"What do you mean by having a private meeting with a junior?"

When Jiang Dazhi heard this, he thought to himself: "I forgot, there was no saying about a junior in ancient times." ”

"Xiao San, it's a beauty, you are my wife, I am a dignified and upright person to accompany you to see the autumn leaves, so I am not a private beauty."

"Then you must not have a private meeting with Xiao San in the future, otherwise, I will not let you go."

"It's okay not to have a private meeting with a junior, but it's always okay to marry a second room, right?"

"Can you not marry?"

"How can you not marry, that man doesn't have three wives and four concubines."

When He Xiangxue heard Jiang Dazhi say this, her mood suddenly fell.

"I'm joking with you, if you don't say that you will marry the second room, I won't marry if you kill me." Jiang Dazhi saw that He Xiangxue felt a little uncomfortable, so he said this to make her happy.

Actually, what Jiang Dazhi said was a bit false, telling him not to marry the third room, but the second room was absolutely necessary. Begonia is such a big beauty, you can't be cheap Wang Long.

"Big brother, what you said is true?"

"Absolutely." Jiang Dazhi said categorically.

In fact, Jiang Dazhi had already made a wishful calculation, and thought: "What I said is that if you don't say that you will marry me, you won't marry, but I have a way to make you agree to marry a second room." ”

When Jiang Dazhi thought of this, he felt complacent that he could have such intelligence, and it was difficult to hide his excitement for a while.

"Sister Xue, let's go up the mountain to enjoy the autumn leaves."

"Okay, big brother."

Jiang Dazhi and He Xiangxue walked along the mountain road, all the way to the top of the mountain, and there were crimson leaves along the way, which was really beautiful.

When he walked to the mountainside, Jiang Dazhi saw that He Xiangxue began to have some difficulty walking, and thought: "It must be the result of not walking much." ”

"Sister Xue, there's a resting place over there, let's go over there and take a rest."

"Well, I really can't walk anymore."

Jiang Dazhi took He Xiangxue to the place to rest, and saw a pair of old people walking over holding hands, but seeing that the hair of the two old men had turned white, their expressions looked very strong, and their bodies were also very healthy.

Jiang Dazhi motioned to He Xiangxue to stand up and give up the rest place to the two old men.

Jiang Dazhi really can't imagine that there were such romantic people in ancient times, and the world is really big, there are all of them!

Jiang Dazhi and He Xiangxue continued to walk to the top of the mountain.

"Big brother, can we hold hands like this until our hair is gray?"

"I will definitely hold your hand, not only in this life, but also in the next life."

He Xiangxue heard Jiang Dazhi's sweet words, and her face really smiled.

"Big brother, did you eat honey today?"

"I have eaten honey, I want you to eat honey every day in the future, and your daily life is as sweet as eating honey."

"As long as you're by my side, the water is sweet."

When Jiang Dazhi heard He Xiangxue say this, he was very moved in his heart, and thought: "Although this He Xiangxue is a young lady from a big family, she is kind-hearted, she doesn't have the temper of a big lady, and she also knows how to care about people and be considerate of people, the key is that people are still so beautiful, how can there be such a good thing in the world, I still think I'm dreaming, but even if it's a dream, it doesn't matter, I hope I can never wake up." ”

"Sister Xue, you're so nice."

"Big brother, you're so good."

Jiang Dazhi and He Xiangxue talked and laughed all the way, and unconsciously, they came to the top of the mountain. The view from the top of the mountain is very different from the view from the bottom of the mountain.

Looking down from the mountain, I feel that the red leaves of this mountain are not only red, but more like a fire, a fire that burns with glory, and it can really only be described as breathtaking.

"Sister Xue, look, the sunset on the horizon, coupled with the red leaves of the West Mountain, is this scenery beautiful?"

"How can it not be beautiful, all this is too beautiful, but it just disappears too quickly, and I am afraid that the beautiful things will disappear too quickly."

"Sometimes, we have to think about things from a different perspective, and we should be satisfied with such a beautiful view. We don't have to have good things all the time, we have them forever. ”

"Once you have it is a long time, big brother, what you said is really good."

Where did such a coarse person like Jiang Dazhi say such beautiful words, these are some classic words that he remembered when he was in Shanghai, when he was fine, when he was watching romance novels and Korean dramas.

"Sister Xue, it's not early, let's go down the mountain."

"Big brother, take a look again, I really can't bear to see the red leaves and beautiful sunset on the mountain."

"Sister Xue, if you really like it so much, the eldest brother will build a house here in the future, let's accompany the red leaves of the mountain day and night, get up in the morning to watch the sunrise, and watch the sunset in the evening."

"Big brother, are you telling the truth?"

"It must be true, it's not like we don't have money, can't we call more craftsmen?"

"Okay, when we officially get married, you can find someone and build a house here."

"No problem, let's go down the mountain today."

"Okay."

Jiang Dazhi could see that He Xiangxue really liked the red leaves all over the mountain.

Who doesn't love the autumn leaves on the mountain?

There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, Jiang Dazhi finally realized at this moment, why did Qin Shi Huang want to live forever, in the face of such beautiful rivers and mountains, who would want to let go west?

When Jiang Dazhi and He Xiangxue walked to the foot of Xishan Mountain, the sky was already very gloomy.

Jiang Dazhi drove the carriage and sent He Xiangxue to He Mansion.

Jiang Dazhi did not enter the He Mansion, and he was afraid of saying goodbye again.

Because, every goodbye is a sad thing, a painful thing.

Jiang Dazhi said goodbye to He Xiangxue, and wanted to go to Fanyang Restaurant to see if Haitang was still angry.

However, Jiang Dazhi didn't go in the end, because he knew that once a woman got angry, she would not be so easy to dissipate, at least after ten days and half a month.

Jiang Dazhi went back to the mansion directly, had dinner, and felt really bored, so he decided to go to Wang Lung for a drink.

Jiang Dazhi came to Fanyang Restaurant and ran to Wang Long's room.

"Brother Long, what are you doing?"

"Read a book."

"What books are you reading?"

"The Art of War."

"What are you looking at?"

"Men serve the country in the field, I think in today's world, war will happen sooner or later."

As soon as Jiang Dazhi heard Wang Lung's words, he was instantly impressed by Wang Lung, and thought: "These capable people are all prescient and far-sighted!" ”

"Don't look at it, let's have a drink."

"Why do you want to drink, is it because the dowry didn't go well today?"

"Close your crow's mouth, everything is going well, I just miss you, come to you for a drink."

"It's really that simple, I don't think you're a simple person, it won't be so simple."

"Whatever you want, I'll just drink."

As soon as Jiang Dazhi finished speaking, he started drinking, and Wang Lung also drank with him.

This night, Jiang Dazhi and Wang Long both drank a little too much.

Jiang Dazhi suddenly felt that this Wang Lung was really his confidant, and thought: "Life is really amazing, I have changed from a person who was ridiculed by others to a person with a red face and a confidant. ”

This night, Jiang Dazhi did not return home, and fell drunk in Fanyang Restaurant.

Jiang Dazhi originally thought that the ancient wine would never be able to get him drunk, but after getting drunk this time, he understood a truth, as long as it was wine, it could be intoxicating.

Early the next morning, Jiang Dazhi went directly from Fanyang Restaurant to Fanyang Mansion to the military camp, because his vacation had already ended.