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At dusk, the sunset presses the mountains, and the orange glow fills the sky. Meng Jiagui ate and walked alone in the courtyard, he wore a high-necked satin gown, stood under the old elm tree in the courtyard for a while, and asked the old mother at home to bring him a bamboo rocking chair, and simply sat under the tree to rest.

The wind brings a heavy coolness, driving away the heat of the day and the fatigue of the day. He lifted Erlang's legs, leaned back comfortably, and hummed a little tune in his mouth.

The stars in the sky are the eyes of lovesick people-

The clouds in the sky are the mood of lovesick people-

Before he could finish humming, he stopped.

Qiu Shui'er, a girl in a goose-yellow apricot shirt, walked by from the flower gallery with a few clothes, and when she saw him, she was stunned for a moment, and her eyes met each other, but she looked away as if she hadn't seen anything, and didn't even say hello.

"Stop!"

Meng Jiagui snorted lazily.

"Don't you see Young Master Ben here?"

"See!"

Qiu Shui'er stopped and said firmly.

"See, you ignore me? Second Young Master, I'm so good to you, don't you even bother to hum when you see me? I've never seen such a wayward girl as you! ”

Qiu Shui'er lowered her head and didn't speak.

"Hey, didn't you hear me talking to you?" Meng Jiagui tilted his neck, flirted his eyes, and looked at Qiu Shui'er with a smile.

Seeing that Qiu Shui'er's girl actually ignored her, Meng Jiagui stood up, walked over, and stretched out a hand to pinch Qiu Shui'er's chin.

"Obediently, are you playing tricks on me again?"

"Nope!"

"No, why don't you speak? We've always been fine, what the hell is wrong with you today? ”

Qiu Shui'er turned her face away, broke away from Meng Jiagui's hand, glanced at him, and said expressionlessly: "Listen to the second wife, you are going to marry again?" ”

"Huh? How? There you got it! If you know, you'll know! Isn't that a good thing? ”

"Second young master, you keep saying that the person you like is me, but why is the woman you want to marry again is not me? You dislike me for being a girl, my life is cheap, and I don't deserve to be a young grandmother for you, right! ”

In the end, Qiu Shui'er's eyes were bright, red, and she wanted to cry.

She thought that the second young master didn't love the second young grandmother because she loved her!

She thought that the flower called love between them would slowly bloom, and in the garden of the rich Meng family, it would bloom quietly, but he surprised her and let it wither.

Meng Jiagui was stunned for a moment, laughed and shook his fingers: "Neither is it!" Young Master Ben has always done whatever he wanted! Which one I marry depends on whether she can make me happy! If you make me happy, anything can happen! As he spoke, Meng Jiagui stretched out one side of his face in front of Qiu Shui'er and said, "Come, kiss me!" ”

Qiu Shui'er's face quickly turned from gloomy to clear.

"Second Young Master, this is not good!"

"Come on! It's okay! ”

Qiu Shui'er turned her head sideways, her face was flushed, she looked delicate and shy, and her joy was beyond words.

Just as her lips were about to touch his rough cheeks, a sharp cough brought everything to an abrupt halt.

Meng Jiagui turned around and saw Ding Shujiao, the second young grandmother wearing a green shawl, standing behind him, holding a silk handkerchief in her hand, and a small basket on her elbow, which was half-knitted. This scene made Qiu Shui'er stunned. Ding Shujiao stared at Qiu Shui'er without squinting, and in front of her, she gritted her teeth and pulled the handkerchief away.

Qiu Shui'er glanced at Meng Jiagui, hugged his clothes, lowered his head, and hurriedly walked away in a funny way.

"Slut!"

Behind him, Ding Shu came

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A scolding voice that was dripping with joy.

Originally, Ding Shujiao just wanted to take advantage of the fact that the sun had not yet set, go to the flowers in the courtyard by herself, and weave woolen clothes by the way, which was considered to relax herself, but who would have expected her to run into this embarrassing scene.

In fact, Ding Shujiao has heard some rumors about the second young master and He Qingping's girl Qiu Shui'er, but he can't control the second young master, so he finally chose to pretend not to see it and pretend not to know. But today, her patience suddenly reached the extreme, and out of instinct, she also wanted to let them know that there was no way for the two of them to mess around here!

Meng Jiagui whistled, sat back in the chair, didn't look at her, and said lightly: "Why don't you walk at all!" Suddenly appeared behind me and scared me, I thought it was a ghost! ”

"I really wish I was a ghost, and I wouldn't let you go if I was a ghost!"

Ding Shujiao snorted coldly.

"Good! All right! Meng Jiagui smiled and said, "I hope so too!" I'm going to see what you do, and the hell won't let me go!" ”

The bamboo rocking chair shook and made a "squeak, squeak" sound.

"Pull out your heart and see if it still has temperature!"

Meng Jiagui laughed out loud, but soon, he restrained his smile, glanced at her expressionlessly, reached out and picked a flower from the flowers beside him, put it in his nostrils, and sniffed thoughtfully, the bamboo chair was still shaking, and his body was also swaying up and down with the swaying of the bamboo chair.

"What are you thinking?" Ding Shujiao asked.

"Well, I'm a man who likes flowers! A wide variety of flowers! Flowers of all colors! Fragrant, smelly, I like the second master! No way! Would you like to live with someone like me? ”

"Why do you ask me this?"

Ding Shujiao stood aside and was knitting a small wool dress with her fingers, which made Ding Shujiao stunned, and stopped knitting in her hand, she knew that he must have something to say later.

Ding Shujiao guessed correctly.

"Since ancient times, there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great!"

Ding Shujiao was silent, put the woolen clothes back in the basket, and was stunned for a moment, she seemed to know what Meng Jiagui was going to say.

Ding Shujiao raised her eyes and gave Meng Jiagui a cold glance.

Meng Jiagui got up and put the cup on the stone table in the courtyard, sat back in place, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said lightly: "The Meng family is a very traditional family, you have been coming to my house for a while, you should have known it for a long time!" ”

"You dislike me and didn't give you a boy and a girl?"

Ding Shujiao raised her eyebrows lightly and snorted coldly.

"Well, I didn't say anything!"

Meng Jiagui cocked his legs and shook them back and forth defiantly.

Looking at Ding Shujiao's slightly red cheeks and a pair of eyes that were staring at her, Meng Jiagui showed a weird smile on her face.

"What are you nervous about?" He asked.

"You're going to marry again?"

Ding Shujiao's eyes sank, her voice was extremely low, just the movement of her lips, she had rarely spoken so quietly before, pondered for a moment, and suddenly raised a pitch and asked, "Who is she?" ”

Meng Jiagui didn't speak, got up and walked a few steps, squatted down at a blue porcelain flower pot, deliberately calmly picked up the shovel on the ground, shoveled the soil and poured it into the flower pot, straightened the plants inside, and compacted the soil in the pot, and then said lightly: "Actually, it's nothing!" I just really want to really love it all at once! ”

After speaking, he didn't look at Ding Shujiao, so he got up and walked in the direction of his study.

Ding Shujiao followed a few steps, stood in the middle of the courtyard, watched Meng Jiagui enter the study, took three steps and made two steps to the blue porcelain flower pot that Meng Jiagui had just filled in the soil, and kicked the flower pot to the side, the flower pot overturned into the running ditch on the side, and the flowers and soil in it also spilled out.

He Qingping happened to go out and heard it

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looked over this side in surprise at the sound in the courtyard, but saw Ding Shujiao sitting on a bamboo rocking chair in the courtyard, as if she was about to cry, her face was flushed, and her chest was lying together.

The eldest lady trotted out of the house, and when she saw this, her face turned cold.

"What's going on? Even the flower pot is in the way of your eyes! What a sin! It's the other way around! Young grandmothers don't have the rules of young grandmothers, and this is worth it! Kicking the flower pot! This flower, tree and grass belong to the Meng family, you eat the Meng family, drink the Meng family, and you have to smash and kick the Meng family! I'm going to tell the master, you wait! ”

Ding Shujiao took a breath of relief and said lightly: "Okay! I'm waiting! ”

"Look at your arrogant tone, who are you talking to!"

"That's how I talk, that's how I've always been!"

The eldest lady trembled with anger.

"Everybody come out and see! Look what kind of woman our family married! Like a crazy woman! More like a ghost! ”

Ding Shujiao got up, took two steps, approached the eldest lady, and said in a trembling voice: "You're right!" I'm a ghost! Didn't you always say that I brought bad luck to the Meng family! Hahaha! Hahaha! Hahahaha! ”

She laughed inexplicably, and the laughter was rapid, and the laughter was a little abnormal.

The eldest lady's face became ugly, and she rushed up and slapped her in the mouth.

"Second young grandmother, you are crazy! How dare you talk to me like that! Who am I? This family can't help you to go wild! I've got you back! ”

The slap came suddenly, and the laughter disappeared instantly. After being beaten, her face hurt hotly, but Ding Shujiao's psychology was like a mirror, she held her cheek with one hand, and suddenly she was much more sober.

"Okay!"

"What's good?"

Ding Shujiao tilted her head sideways and looked at the eldest lady's hair for a long time, and her inexplicable expression made the two wives stunned.

"I mean, the eldest lady's hair grows so well! At such an age, it's still so much! Thick, thick, black and long hair! ”

The eldest lady subconsciously touched her hair, and looked at Ding Shujiao again, I don't know what this woman was thinking in her stomach, why did she suddenly mention her hair as soon as the topic changed?

"What does it matter to you whether my hair is good or not? You're not really crazy, are you? ”

"It doesn't matter! Of course it is! Because, I want it too! I'll get what I want sooner or later! Ding Shujiao said, took out the half-knitted wool from the basket, pulled the thread, she pulled out a large section of the thread, bit it with her teeth, and when she pulled it, the thread broke.

"What are you doing here?" He Qingping asked.

"I'm mimicking the scene of pulling black hair one by one! I want these hairs, the more the merrier! Whether it's long or short, living or dead, as long as it's hair, I want it! ”

"Crazy!"

When the eldest lady saw Ding Shujiao's crazy and crazy speech, she didn't bother to pay attention to it, she "hummed" in her mouth, turned her head and went back to the room, ready to discuss with the old man to simply coax this crazy woman out of the Meng Mansion and save the waste of food. She didn't want to pay attention to He Qingping, thinking to herself, it was all non-fuel-efficient lamps!

Looking at the short and chubby back of the eldest lady, Ding Shujiao's hands clenched into fists, and there was only one word in her heart: hate!

"Forget it, forget it! This grievance is nothing! Which young grandmother hasn't been angry! ”

He Qingping comforted her and went back to the room.

Ding Shujiao bit her lip and continued to pull the thread, she just wanted to use this simple action to calm the anger in her heart. After dragging for a while, I looked up and suddenly found that the girl Qiushui'er was hiding behind a pillar in a room, sticking out her head to look at her, knowing that she had been discovered, she simply gave a smug smile and turned around and walked away. Ding Shujiao didn't say a word, and strode in the direction of Meng Jiagui's study.

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