After Cang Zijian finished talking about his acquaintance with Liu Qing, he sighed with emotion: "Liu Lao lost his wife in middle age and his son in his old age, and in the future, there is only one book left, so he pinned the rest of his life in the library pavilion. Now, if it's because I don't have a place to live—"

According to Yuan Zizhou's recent behavior, Fu Zhenyu also thinks that he will do something to blow people away. Only halfway through hearing it, she had already made a decision, and when she saw Cangzi Jian, she immediately said: "If he has no place to go, he doesn't think Nanhu Academy is small, and he will also give him the entire library." As for books, this man is old, and he always has to have some thoughts and hopes, and there is no better way than to let him search for books everywhere by himself. ”

Cang Zijian also meant this, but he didn't expect that Fu Zhenyu not only thought of it with him, but even had the same point of view, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Senior sister has all kinds of shortcomings, and this reasonable one is better than countless others." ”

Fu Zhenyu is angry.

Senior brother's broken mouth can't spit out any good words. If you are a person, you will have shortcomings, and if you don't have any shortcomings at all, perfection is a shortcoming—and she is no exception. Wouldn't it be nice if the big things weren't confused? Besides, she doesn't have so many shortcomings, okay!

There was moonlight on his head and a light under his feet, Cang Zijian couldn't see it clearly, but he also knew that Fu Zhenyu was annoyed, so he said: "Although my senior sister looks very good, she is angry. Yes, it's better for the junior sister to be less angry. ”

In a word, Fu Zhenyu didn't know whether to be angry or laugh, of course, there was no other way than to laugh. After she confirmed with Cang Zijian again that she could be a master, she asked, "When is the senior brother going to talk to my father?" ”

"I'll go when I wake up tomorrow."

Tonight is definitely not suitable, tomorrow morning is already the earliest, Fu Zhenyu did not disagree, and continued to ask: "What are you going to say to my father and mother?" Tell me about it? I'll give you a good check, so that you won't be angry with my parents. ”

Cang Zijian wanted to talk to his junior sister, but he didn't want to say this, so he said: "After so many years, have I ever made my master and my sister angry?" ”

Fu Zhenyu racked his brains and thought for a while, and found that there was really nothing. Shao had to give Cang Zijian a thumbs up and said, "Then the question is, senior brother, why are you making me angry?" ”

Cang Zijian didn't answer, looked at Fu Zhenyu faintly, and didn't speak. Just when Fu Zhenyu thought that he couldn't speak and was about to change the topic, Cang Zijian spoke again: "Because you are different from others." ”

Fu Zhenyu's heart, liver and lungs trembled, and he became vigilant. Could it be that the senior brother knows that he has changed the core?

After Cang Zijian dropped that sentence, it took another moment before he said, "Senior sister said, I can be less tired." However, I am my father's only son, and I can only be so tired, only in front of my junior sister, I can be less tired. ”

In other words, the senior brother gave all his amiability to outsiders, and it was hideous to her, an "insider".

Fu Zhenyu thinks that a girl with a normal brain will not like a man who is treated differently in this way, unless the girl's brain is kicked by a donkey. No, it's not enough to be kicked by a donkey. After being kicked by a donkey, she just smashed her head again, so she fell in love with her eldest brother.

"Senior brother, if you don't do this, you tell me, what method are you going to use to persuade my father? I have thought of many reasons, I have the ability, I can support the family, even the girl's family must have their own ability...... In short, behind every reason, I can see my mother's teeth and claws. Fu Zhenyu said with some frustration.

When Cang Zijian heard her dissatisfaction with her mother, she immediately solemnized and criticized: "My mother is an ordinary mother, a mother like my mother. Human fingers are not the same length, let alone children? They love their sons, but they don't care about their daughters. Besides, my father treated me very strictly, and my master treated small businessmen very strictly. Treat your daughters, but they are extremely indulgent. You and my sister are no less than others. ”

"Oh? That sister never complained? ”

Cang Zijian nodded and said, "My sister always says that this is just right, and my mother is strict with her, for her good; My father was strict with me, and it was also good for me. ”

"My sister is a good sister." Fu Zhenyu said, but she still can't love her mother.

Don't say that Mother Fu is not her own mother, she is pro, and she does not accept all the old mothers who use the banner of "for your good" to meddle in the formulation of life path. Like in the past, her mother would advise her on what kind of person to marry, but she was not forced to marry - so, in her previous life, she was still a bachelor at the "advanced age" of twenty-eight.

Hey, I want her to study obediently and inherit the family business. Not surprisingly, after ten or eight years, with the help of relatives and friends, he got into the position of principal. What a beautiful life path, as a result, God had a grudge against her and threw her here......

Before she could open her eyes, there was a voice in her head. The accent of the voice was strange, but she understood the content. The man, the god, or the strange one, said: "Your brain circuit is wonderful, this is the word, well, and the will is strong-willed, and can protect the sprout of the holy pilgrimage, which is the sprout of capitalism that you are talking about." ”

God's logic.

How normal her brain circuits are, and how positive her three views are. She is a baby who grew up under the sunshine of socialism, and she doesn't know much about socialism, what kind of capitalism is she doing? Also, if you have a firm ambition, isn't it just to be a principal? She didn't believe it, no one in the world volunteered to be the principal except her?

The point is, she's still a woman, a woman!

When the Holy Dynasty is so cruel to women, is it difficult for her? Now she wants to be a master, and no one in the whole family agrees. She used to say that she wanted to be the principal, and since her grandfather, there was no one who did not support her, and various resources were prepared for her......

It's uncomfortable.

Glancing at the wine bag at his feet, Fu Zhenyu unscrewed it and poured a big sip into the air. Cang Zijian reacted consciously, snatched the wine bag, and reprimanded: "You are a girl's family, drink such strong cold wine-"

"Senior brother, I'm a little dizzy on this wine......"

In his previous life, Fu Zhenyu didn't say that it was massive, and it was no problem to drink two or three taels of liquor. She saw that Cang Zijian had drunk a lot, and it was okay, so she thought that the strength of this wine was average. Who knows, the stamina is so big, and the top is so fast, it is more ruthless than rice wine! Is it because her current body is not good, or is the alcohol too high? But no matter which one it is, Fu Zhenyu can't take care of it anymore, she feels like she is falling down at any time.

It turned out that her feeling was right, and after she finished saying that she was dizzy, she fell down, and after her head hit the ground, Cang Zijian's hand chased after her.

Cang Zijian picked up his junior sister from the ground, looked up and asked Mingyue: "This little junior sister, why is she so sad?" ”

Mingyue was speechless.

Looking at the equally wordless little junior sister in his arms, Cang Zijian's mind flashed the picture of the daytime, and the picture of Yuan Zizhou hugging the junior sister and kissing.

He thought about it, too.

Throw two stools into the door first, and then throw the troublesome wine bag on the stool. In the end, Cang Zijian carried the lantern in his left hand and walked back with his sister in his right hand. Passing by the Du Academy, I found that the lights inside had been extinguished. Cang Zijian bowed to the academy, and after saying goodnight, he walked straight back and entered the bamboo courtyard.