Zhang Meishou looked at him.

But I saw that the young man's eyes were covered with a layer of red blood, and his face was slightly tired.

Cousin hasn't slept all night, right?

Zhang Meishou got up and walked towards the courtyard.

Song Fuqi hurriedly followed-

An open line of sight and a cold breeze blowing in his face are the standard features of his conversation with his cousin now.

"Cousin, I'...... I may be ......" The young man was a little embarrassed when he reached the extreme of speaking, so he said euphemistically: "I think Sister Qin...... Very good. ”

"What's good?"

Zhang Meishou believes that these two words can be interpreted in two ways.

Song Fuqi added: "It's very ...... To my heart's content. ”

Zhang Meishou looked at him and asked, "Cousin, have you really thought it through?" ”

Facing his cousin's serious expression like an elder, Song Fuqi's face was full of seriousness: "Since I said it, I just thought it through." ”

He thought about it all night, enough to make sure of his heart.

The puzzles that lingered in my heart before seemed to have found a reasonable explanation overnight.

He didn't know how to express his certainty, so he gave a casual example: "If I have a plate of roast duck in front of me at this time, I am willing to share it with my cousin—but if it is my sister, I would like to see her eat it more than I eat it myself." ”

Zhang Meishou was stunned when he heard it.

This example is indeed very simple.

Can...... What did she, an outsider, do wrong to be hurt by such a comparison?

"But cousin, I can't decide what Sister Qin thinks." Song Fuqi looked quite worried.

He is not such a self-confident person, but the cold reception he has received over the past few days is in front of him, which makes him really unremarkable.

Zhang Meishou thinks that he has seen through the thoughts of his third sister.

can also roughly guess that the third sister and the second uncle and aunt are now deliberately keeping a distance from the second cousin.

The second uncle and aunt are both very clear and rational people, her maternal grandfather insisted on leaving the second cousin in the capital, the second uncle is so smart, he may not know the meaning of the Song family-

In this way, he noticed his daughter's thoughts, and naturally avoided suspicion.

But Zhang Meishou didn't plan to talk about these things with Song Fuqi.

She didn't know what the second uncle and aunt were thinking, so she couldn't make her own decisions to get through the bottom of the second room.

Song Fuqi coughed lightly at this time, and said in a somewhat hesitant tone: "Cousin, it's better to ...... Would you like to find out my sister's mind for me? ”

After the young man finished saying this, he saw his cousin wrinkle his eyebrows, and said categorically: "Don't even think about it." ”

Song Fuqi couldn't help but be stunned.

Immediately, I heard Zhang Meishou say with a warning: "Even if you are yourself, you must not ask my third sister in person." ”

She led him to figure out his own thoughts, but he didn't lead people to crooked ways.

The second uncle and aunt already care very much about the right name, and she can't let the children mess around regardless of the rules.

"Why?" Song Fuqi was a little dazed.

After asking clearly, if he is in love, he will beg his father to come to the door to propose, isn't it a logical thing?

"Whether a family thing succeeds or not, it doesn't just depend on the hearts of the two of you." Zhang Meishou looked at him seriously and said, "If you want to know if you can do it, just explain your thoughts to the family, and the elders will come forward to discuss." ”

Discussing relatives is different from proposing marriage, and the man's elders reveal one or two in private, even if it can't be said, it doesn't hurt.

The Song family spoke first, and the second uncle and second aunt would definitely consider it carefully, and naturally the third sister's thoughts would be included in the scope of consideration.

Even if you can't really talk about it, you can save the face of the third sister - now in this world, secular etiquette is very strict on the girl's family, and if the girl reveals her heart, she can't talk to the man casually under all unknown circumstances.

This is a retreat, and it makes more sense.

"I understand what my cousin meant, but I was in a hurry and abrupt."

Song Fuqi roughly reflected the difference, and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

As a man, he should have begged his family to agree to the matter before talking about anything else.

Otherwise, it seems too timid, looking forward and not mentioning it, in case the second master of the Zhang family knows about it again, that is the real self-cutting life path.

Song Fuqi was suddenly extremely happy - he knew that it was right to discuss with his cousin when he encountered something.

However, my cousin's calm, calm and thoughtful appearance really looks like an elder who is in charge......

At this moment, who could have imagined that the reason why he chose to stay in the capital in the first place was to abduct his cousin home?

Thinking of this, Song Fuqi asked a little embarrassed: "Cousin...... You're not mad at me, are you? ”

It's not enough to say that he has changed his mind, after all, he thought about it carefully last night, he had tried hard to win his cousin's favor, just because he had a heavy responsibility.

Actually, deep down, I still treat my cousin as a younger sister.

But come to think of it, my cousin should still feel a little frustrated, right?

Song Fuqi wanted to try to comfort Zhang Meishou.

But before he could speak, he heard his cousin's tone say helplessly: "Cousin, if you have this leisure, you might as well think about how to explain this matter to your grandfather and uncle." ”

Song Fuqi breathed and couldn't help but admire.

My cousin's realm is so high and free and easy, it is really beyond people's reach.

But...... Or maybe you don't look down on him at all, and now you are feeling relieved and getting rid of the entanglement?

Thinking about it this way, it seems that he is the one who should be frustrated.

But the boy didn't have time to feel frustrated—thinking of the picture of his grandfather leaving Beijing, he vowed to complete the task successfully, and Song Fuqi couldn't help but feel that the road ahead was difficult.

Now that I think about it, I don't know where I got the courage at that time......

Sure enough, people are more or less oblivious and have to suffer some losses of youth and ignorance.

……

On the night of the Shangyuan Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Zhang Meishou and others went out to see the lanterns together.

The moment he slipped out of the house, Wang Shouren breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he was clever enough to lie that he would not go out tonight, and pretended to sleep for half an hour, so as to confuse his father and mother, so that he could escape the fate of going out with his sister.

At the Lantern Festival, it was very lively.

Xu Wanxi pulled Zhang Meishou to guess lantern riddles everywhere, and at this time she was handing a freshly won rabbit lantern to the girl.

"Jing'er, do you like it?" Zhang Meishou asked with a smile.

Jing'er, who was held in Aunt Lian's arms, smiled and nodded, and said in a milky voice, "I like it." ”

The four-year-old girl was born round and lovely, and the scars on her cheeks were mostly hidden in the shadow of the lamp.

"Aunt Lian, I'm going down to turn on the lights."

Jing'er shook the rabbit lamp in her hand and said.

Aunt Lian put the person down, holding one hand carefully, and two other maids guarding her side to avoid being bumped into.

The group stopped and bought a lot of knickknacks.

After a while, a child's sharp screams suddenly sounded.

"Jing'er?!"

Xu Wanxi's face changed, the lantern in her hand fell, and she hurriedly looked back.