Small town in March.

Walking out of the city along the country road, there are fertile fields soaked in Sichuan sources on all sides, and the fields are full of crystal dew drops that break through the soil and thriving spring harvests.

The faint, clear and soft mist like a light yarn, moist and sweet, mixed with the earthy aroma of the new seedlings, constantly pounces on people's faces, refreshing people's hearts.

This is a promising March, and the people of Anqing have not felt such vigorous vitality for a long time.

Boys and girls went out in groups of three or five to enjoy this rare spring and stability.

Now that everything is going well in Anqing, Huaiyu is also rarely idle, and he is trying to steal half a day of leisure, lying on a rocking chair and reading a book, but he received a post from Miss Anqing Anjia, inviting Huaiyu and Zhao Yan to go to the suburbs together.

If there is a richest man in every city, the richest man in Anqing is definitely An Jia located in the north of the city.

How rich is the An family? Let's put it this way, when the Green Turban Army entered Anqing, not only did they not dare to provoke the people of the An family, but respectfully and respectfully paid a lot of filial piety to the An family.

The head of the An family is An Chengfeng, who is close to old age, and he is very shameful about what the Green Turban Army has done, and categorically refuses the "filial piety" of the Green Turban Army.

After Huaiyu's Gu Jiajun came to Anqing, he saw Gu Jiajun collecting food and distributing it to the people, and he took the initiative to donate thousands of money and food, which made Huaiyu quite surprised, and he had to look at the An family differently.

Now Huaiyu is different from the past, when she first entered Yundu and passed through Pingzhang County, she had no long things, so she could only go to the small boss of Pingzhang County, Ru Shopkeeper, and let him fund to save the people of Pingzhang, which was also helpless at that time, and now she has enough power, so she did not think about going to the rich and noble family of Anqing.

After all, the rich also work hard to get their money.

But the other party took the initiative to send money and food, which still moved Huaiyu very much.

Therefore, the post sent by Miss An Jia, she still has to give this face.

Huaiyu put down the scroll, got up, found a light green dress at random, and went to Zhao Yan with the post.

Zhao Yan was seriously writing something on the desk, Huaiyu saw it, smiled, walked in lightly, and stood behind him quietly.

I saw that the pure white rice paper was impregnated with two lines of upright characters

Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight.

The rain hits the pear blossom and closes the door.

Huaiyu turned her head, and sure enough, a few pear blossoms bloomed outside the corridor, and she smiled and asked, "Why did you write such two poems that are not related to each other?" ”

Zhao Yan turned around and got up and let Huaiyu sit down.

"For some reason, I thought of these two lines of poetry, and I wrote them with a pen."

Huaiyu carefully read the words on the paper, and praised, "Brother Yan, I can take this word, and I will frame it and hang it on the door." ”

Well, hearing her unconsciously call "Brother Yan" again, Zhao Yan couldn't help but hook his lips and smile.

Hearing her words again, Zhao Yan hurriedly waved his hand, "If you want to frame, I'll write you a few more suitable sentences, why use such two nondescript sentences." ”

"No, I prefer those two sentences."

Huaiyu protected the words behind him like a baby, so as not to ask Zhao Yan to snatch it.

"Let's go."

Zhao Yan saw that she was persistent, so he also let her go, because he asked, "Why did you come here now, is there something wrong?" ”

Only then did Huaiyu remember the business of coming to Zhao Yan, handed the post in his hand to Zhao Yan, and joked, "This is a post sent by Miss Anjia, inviting me to go to the suburbs tomorrow, and the post specifically mentioned that I should bring you." ”

Zhao Yan put the post on the table in disgust, "The matter of my daughter's family, what should I do?" ”

"I don't know, the An family is very strict, Miss An's special post, Mrs. An must have allowed it, you and I can't save Mrs. An's face."

"I'm not going."

Zhao Yan was very unhappy.

He can still remember the scene when he saw Miss An in Anqing Shangwei Restaurant half a month ago, although Miss An was a lady, she actually asked him in front of the public if he had a wife, and he looked like he would recommend himself if he didn't marry.

Huaiyu laughed and said, "Do you still have palpitations?" ”

At the beginning, Miss An ran to Zhao Yan and said, "Does Zhao Gongzi have a wife?" ”

After hearing Zhao Yan say "yet", she immediately said, "Let's get married."

This really frightened Zhao Yan, who was usually mild-mannered, so scared that he didn't dare to go out at will anymore, for fear of meeting Miss An Jia.

Seeing Huaiyu's heartless appearance at this time, Zhao Yan said angrily, "I'm guarding yourself like a jade for you, it's good for you to make fun of me here." ”

"Although Miss An behaves like Meng Lang, she is not malicious, besides"

Huaiyu approached Zhao Yan's ear with bad intentions and said softly

"There are bandit gentlemen, such as cutting and learning, such as grinding. Our banquet is so beautiful, it is normal for a girl to like it, and I will never be jealous. ”

Zhao Yan really couldn't do anything about him, on the one hand, he was itchy because of her straightforward praise, and on the other hand, he was angry that she was so relieved that she didn't eat a trace of vinegar.

There is a lot of love in his heart, but his face is serious.

Zhao Yan hugged Huaiyu, who was close to Chi Qi with a backhand, and let her sit on his lap, quickly stole a piece of incense, and smiled proudly

"If you don't eat it, I will never provoke those rotten peach blossoms, I only guard you, I will guard you."

Who can stand this!

Huaiyu turned his back to Zhao Yan and let him hold him motionlessly, his cheeks were as bright as peach blossoms.

Zhao Yan smiled like a fox and said in a low voice, "Huaiyu, let's get married." ”

"Didn't you say wait?"

"I thought I could wait, but now I realize I can't."

"When, then?"

"Today? Tomorrow? ”

Huaiyu glanced at the immodest Zhao Yan, was he teasing himself?

"I think Miss An can marry you today, do you want to consider it?"

"Don't."

The two were tired of crooked, and Pei Ling ran in excitedly.

Seeing Huaiyu sitting in Zhao Yan's arms, he hurriedly covered his eyes and turned his back to the two, and said in his mouth, "I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything." ”

Huaiyu stood up, patted his slightly wrinkled clothes, and said to Pei Lingze, "Ah Ze, why are you in a hurry?" Did something happen? ”

Pei Lingze turned around at this time, glanced at Zhao Yan with a straight face cautiously, and said in a low voice, "I heard that Miss An invited her uncle and aunt to go out in the suburbs together, I also want to go, can you take me with you?" ”

In the end, his voice was as thin as a fly, after all, it was he who suddenly broke in and interrupted Uncle Yan's good deeds.

At this time, Uncle Yan still had a black line on his face, obviously in a very bad mood.

Pei Ling wailed in his heart, and he would have knocked on the door first.

Ay?

No, when he came in, the door wasn't closed, so how could you blame him?

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