"Reason." He didn't believe that was the reason for her refusal, and some of these sixteen years old were children. Although the question is more or less a bit more or less hers.

"It's too small to do it."

"After getting married, it won't limit you because of this, you can do whatever you want." Zimao thinks that this is the main reason. Does he seem like such a pedantic man?

"No, sixteen is too early for me, I mentally bear it at the age of eighteen, and finally get married at the age of twenty-two." Shen Xinran couldn't stand Zimao's pitiful appearance of being deeply hit, and he came out of his previous life that he was only an adult in eighteen years, and twenty-two years old was the legal age for marriage. Getting married too early and having children is too damaging to a woman's body.

"No, I'm thirty at twenty-two." He couldn't wait, she was too bright, and he was afraid that when she showed her beauty, there would be too many discerning people. Although he is not afraid of competition, he is not happy. Your own people are still pampered by yourself.

As soon as Shen Xinran heard it, he thought of the five words that the old cow eats tender grass. Although this is a diamond-level old cow. Puff laughed. Under Zimao's darkening face, he was shocked to converge. "Men stand at thirty."

"Hmph, all my grandfathers are my age, but I don't even have a daughter-in-law." Zimao snorted arrogantly and complained to Shen Xinran. Twenty-two is nine years to go. He doesn't want it, this is the protection of his rights and interests, and he can't back down.

Shen Xinran was embarrassed, this is indeed a fact. This is a problem of not being able to communicate smoothly, and Shen Xinran said that she refuses to communicate in depth, which is not good for her, very bad. She was afraid that she would be dizzy and lose herself. She never doubted his eloquence, even though he had always been taciturn. She never questioned a woman's sixth sense, sometimes it was scary.

Seeing that Shen Xinran didn't want to say any more, Zi Mao resolutely said, "I am engaged to be married, and I am eighteen, and I can't retreat." ”

"You can't be so domineering." Shen Xinran said dissatisfied, but he was not angry.

"Don't be domineering, daughter-in-law, after this matter, I'll send you back. I'll be on my way early tomorrow. Zimao didn't know Rong and retorted that he could listen to her and let her call the shots in other things, but this was the only thing.

Shen Xinran angrily walked home with Zimao. I don't know if she's angry at him for being overbearing or if he's leaving.

Shen Xinran was shocked when she was about to fall asleep, she had made a private agreement with someone for life, and she had to dip in the pig cage in this dynasty. The point is, she hasn't agreed yet, so why did she make up for it in a daze.

What about her beautiful first love, the romance and heartbeat that is pursued, there is no this.

The important thing is that she never thought that she would get married in this dynasty and share her husband with so many women, she wanted a couple for the rest of her life. She also has to travel all over the thousands of rivers and mountains to see all the great rivers and mountains of the motherland. How this developed was unexpected.

And what the hell is it now, how can she still have a trace of sweetness, a little excited. Although she admits that she doesn't dislike him, and has some appreciation, she hasn't yet decided to follow him. At the very least, you have to fall in love, this is developing too fast.

How could she feel that she was so pretentious, coquettish, Shen Xinran thought and fell asleep embarrassed.

Although Zimao was early the next morning, after Shen Xinran fell asleep, he sat on the edge of her bed and looked at her sleeping face, as if he wanted to portray her in his mind. It's really getting more and more inseparable from her. But no matter how reluctant you are, you have to leave, and you steal the incense thief again, so you are reluctant to leave, when can you kiss her openly, instead of sneaking while she is asleep.

Shen Xinran slept soundly last night, and he didn't even know when it was snowing heavily. When I woke up in the morning, I was shocked to find that Yishan Village had put on a white shuttle dress, and the small leaves that had lost their lives were decorated with snowflakes to regain their charm. The house was covered with white plain frost, the willow branches turned into silver strips, and I loved the white snowflakes! The snow is flying all over the sky, and the beautiful snowflakes are the strange scenery that the magical nature gives to human beings!

Luntai East Gate sent Jun to go, and when he went, the snow was full of Tianshan Road.

It's a pity that Zimao didn't need her to send it, and I don't know what time he was in a hurry this morning, this heavy snow covered the road, and it was difficult to walk when it was difficult to walk, and I don't know if Suifeng took care of him. Whether it's a meal or a place to rest along the way.

I don't know how long it will take to get to the capital from Huidong Town to the normal speed of the journey. It's not a few days before the Chinese New Year. This Lantern Festival tosses back and forth, can you rush back?

"Sister, sister, are you thinking about Brother Zimao?" Shen Ruoran saw that Shen Xinran was worried, and he didn't hear it several times.

"Oh, no," he said after a pause, "it snows so hard that I don't know when it will start or stop." "Seeing the snow crumbling against the branches, it must have been raining for some hour.

"It fell in the second half of the night, and it stopped in the morning with a strong wind, and the wind blew and whirred, and it was strange." Shen Wu has the habit of getting up in the middle of the night to help children cover quilts, so he knows.

"Well, that wind sounds weird." Shen Manshi said with him.

"Xiao Mao's day is not good, this should be the biggest snow of the year, it should last for a few days." Shen Youfu knew as soon as the weather changed. In today's absence of weather forecasts, watching the weather changes is a skill that farmers must learn. After all, he is a person who relies on God to eat, and he doesn't have any skills in this area, so what kind of field do he plant.

"I heard that the family was in a hurry, there is no way, alas, I hope he goes well, and he didn't encounter heavy snow." Shen Manshi prayed for him. It was so cold that no one wanted to go out.

"Alas, I don't know when this snow will be a head, I hope the snow will melt when the fourth child comes back." Shen Youlu wrote a letter saying that he would come back the day after tomorrow. Shen Mengshi never forgot and kept chattering.

"It's not very far from the neighboring town, and there are carriages that go back and forth twice a day." Shen Ruoran comforted.

"Isn't this usual, but it's so bad this day." Shen Mengshi is always worried that children will not eat well and sleep well outside. It's not as comfortable as at home.

"Mother, don't worry, the fourth brother will take care of himself. Besides, Xiaohan doesn't let you relax, don't worry too much, it's not good for you to recuperate. Shen Youshou also persuaded the ranks less.

"This and that can be the same, and you are also brothers and sisters-in-law, and you are not persuaded to come. Fortunately, we take care of it at home, and there is no one to take care of it outside, and there is nothing to worry about at home, so this heart must be wild. Shen Mengshi muttered.

As soon as they heard this rhythm, everyone instantly did not answer, which was no longer something they could participate in.

Since Shen Youlu went to the neighboring town to open up, this topic has been mentioned the most. Don't say that Shen Youlu has a big head and a shadow in his heart, even the others are afraid. At the beginning, there were still people arguing for reason and discerning for themselves, but they talked too much, only to find that this topic could not be answered, and once it was connected, it was endless. In the end, it is you who suffers. Whoever makes it full have nothing to find an itch to scratch. Blame who, blame yourself.

Shen Xinran was unexpectedly silent, only precipitating in his own world. He had just left, and he missed him for a while. Habits are such a scary and mysterious thing.