Chapter 7 It hurts like a heart
Jiang Changxi said seriously, but Jiang Changchang thought she was comforting, and she was unhappy, but she didn't want to make her sister unhappy, so Jiang Changchang went to the front door awkwardly.
I didn't expect to be guessed by Jiang Changxi, the person who came to pick up the horse was just cold, and Jiang Changchang's unsightly face was even worse.
At the corner of the cloister, the withered brown wisteria hung down from the corridor, somewhat obscuring the scenery here, and through the gap of the wisteria, Jiang Changxi saw the arrogant young man who had two sides.
His eyebrows were flying, he was arrogant and had three points, he was rebellious and had five points, and the remaining two points were all careless laziness, what did he say, so angry that Jiang Changchang jumped to his feet, if it wasn't for the little guys pulling, Jiang Changchang would have kicked over.
Jiang Changxi held her forehead, she was afraid that her brother would not be able to stand Han Weixi's impulsiveness and make things bigger, and she was thinking about whether to go out to help pull people, Han Weici, who was about to turn around and leave, suddenly turned around, and his deep eyes shot straight in, colliding with Jiang Changxi's line of sight.
Jiang Changxi was bluffed, his heart was pounding, and he seemed to be about to jump out of his throat.
Han didn't say anything, but he just raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around and left.
Jiang Changyuan was still there and shouted: "Han Wei, you come back to me, you have the ability to fight with me for three hundred rounds!" ”
Han Weiqi had already ridden the red date horse and walked away with great majesty.
"Okay, brother, everyone has run away." Jiang Changxi pulled Jiang Changchang.
Jiang Changchang shook off the two little guys and complained to his sister: "Han Weici is too much, he actually said that he looks down on my wind-chasing BMW!" It took a lot of effort for me to get there. ”
"Yes, yes, the wind chasing BMW is indeed one of the best horses in terms of speed, and King Nanxiang wants to leave some money for his brother."
"Really?" Jiang Changchang will be skeptical.
Jiang Changxi tilted his head, "Maybe?" ”
"It's weird!"
“……”
In the end, he was afraid that he would make too much noise to attract the attention of the old lady and Jiang Wu's family, so Jiang Changchang gave up, but he was secretly looking at when he would find the field.
The day of the old lady of Qin Guo's birthday is a rare good weather in winter, the light snow that has been falling for a few days has stopped for a long time, the breeze blows away the gray clouds, revealing a large area of clear blue sky, and the small banquet is placed in the Pengyang Racecourse outside the east city.
Because it is not a whole life, the old lady does not like those polite greetings, so she only set up a few tables to invite a few friends who can talk to be lively, Mrs. Jiang and the old lady of Qin Guo are all family members in Luoyang, since they grew up together and married in the same year The fate of the capital city made the two have a good personal relationship for many years, but Mrs. Jiang received the post of the Duke of Qin Guo early and arrived at Pengyang Racecourse early on this day.
Earlier than the ancestors of the Jiang family was Qin Mo, when Jiang Changxi arrived with his grandmother, Qin Mo galloped on the vast grassland, dressed in purple clothes and clean, leaving his companions far away.
The old lady of Qin Guo likes this little granddaughter very much, just because her hearty and atmospheric temperament is very similar to when she was young, but occasionally she will have a headache Qin Mo is too lively: "The skin monkey is the same." Old Madam Qin said to Old Madam Jiang.
"No matter how skinny you are, it hurts like your heart." Old Madam Jiang pierced her heart.
Old Madam Qin glared at her with disgust, and pulled Jiang Changxi to the point of liking: "I like the leather monkey, and I also like Xi'er who is so well-behaved." Can you ride a horse? Go play with the little sisters, Madont care about your grandmother. ”
Old Madam Jiang also said: "Go, let the two old guys talk quietly." ”
Jiang Changxi retired and walked to the place where the horses were racing.
Qin Mo happened to ride a lap back, and when he saw that Jiang Changxi was finally willing to come over, he excitedly rode a horse in front of her: "Sister Changxi, do you know how to ride a horse?" "As soon as I heard that Jiang Changxi was the same age as her but a few days younger than her, she had always been the youngest of the sisters, and now there was a younger one than her, Qin Mo was so happy, she didn't stop talking about her sister.
Jiang Changxi smiled and nodded: "I know some, but I rarely ride." "Chuncheng is located in the south of the Yangtze River, the river is wide, the boat industry is prosperous, there is no decent horse farm, and she rarely goes far away, and the number of horseback rides is naturally less.
"Once raw and twice ripe, just ride a little longer." Qin Mo turned over and dismounted, and pulled Jiang Changxi to the stable to choose a horse.
The two little girls held hands, but the first time they met, the relationship was good, and Mrs. Qin nodded with satisfaction: "Looking at the two of them, I remembered the days when I was still in Luoyang." ”
"I'm old, and my granddaughters are so old." Old Madam Jiang looked at Old Madam Qin and said, "The only thing I can't worry about now is Changxi." ”
"You don't have to think too much, doesn't it mean that you will be raised well in the past few years, and there is no big problem?" Old Madam Jiang moved to Spring City five years ago not all to avoid the Jiang Wu clan, but in fact, her health was indeed getting worse.
"Can you believe it all if you coax people like that?" Mrs. Jiang laughed at the innocence of her old friend: "At the age of you and me, no matter how healthy our bodies are, isn't it a day less?" No matter how long I live, how long can I outlive a little girl? ”
"Even so, you don't have to be too anxious. Changxi, this girl is good-looking and well-behaved, I like it when I look at it, are you afraid that you won't find a good man? ”
"I'm not afraid, I just want to make proper arrangements for her while I'm still alive. Her father didn't treat her at all, Jiang Wu's ......" Old Madam Jiang looked indifferent and didn't comment too much.
Old Madam Qin was clear in her heart, "It's not your own mother, I understand if you have this worry." At the foot of the Son of Heaven in Lindu City, there are young talents, and there are many gentlemen, so they still have to be selected carefully. ”
"I don't know your vision yet, but you're sure it's not bad."
Old Madam Qin smiled when she heard this: "This hasn't been introduced yet, so you flattered me first?" This was just a joke, but it also made Old Madam Qin turn her senses: "What do you think of our second boy?" ”
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"It's rare for me to see my grandmother so happy." Because Jiang Changxi had to adapt, Qin Mo accompanied her to ride a horse and walk slowly, occasionally looking back at the two old grandmothers who were talking and laughing on the tent, and quietly said to Jiang Changxi: "Just before, I heard that Mrs. Jiang was going to return to Lindu to settle down, and my grandmother happily used an extra bowl for dinner. ”
"Grandmother has been talking to me about Mrs. Qin, and has always said that she wants to take me to meet her. Before you came today, you kept thinking about me, asking me to be obedient. Facing the wind, Jiang Changxi squinted her eyes slightly, and the distant mountains and blue sky entered her eyes, as clear as water, because of the smile at the corner of her mouth, there were some ripples.
When Qin Mo heard this, he stuck out his tongue in horror: "You're not so well-behaved, then aren't I going to heaven?" ”
Jiang Changxi pretended to be old and said "um": "I am self-aware." ”
"Okay, you dare to laugh at me, don't you?" Qin Mo scolded her jokingly, slapped the horse's buttocks, who knew that the horse was so easily frightened, and ran out with a long neigh, startling Qin Mo.