Chapter 039: Thousands of Thoughts of You (Repair)

On the bank of the Qinyang River, ten miles of flowers are like brocade, Qi Jingyan wears a bright yellow spring shirt, holds a crescent-white bamboo umbrella, chatting with the green seedlings from time to time, and the clusters are eye-catching.

Zhong Mingjun was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the two of them coming, he suddenly stopped and looked around, and hurriedly lowered his head and coughed twice at Zhong Chanyu.

Zhong Chanyu looked up and glanced at her pretending brother, a little disgusted. Unexpectedly, I didn't expect her brother to have today: "Don't forget my green hosta." ā€

Zhong Mingjun folded his fan to hide his face: "Go quickly, you are indispensable." ā€

Zhong Chanyu got up and ran to greet her: "Good sister, you can be counted, I'm going to be bored to death alone, and my brother is also a wooden nerd, and he doesn't talk to me." ā€

"Look at what you said, didn't I come?" Qi Jingyan walked over with her arm in arms.

Falling flowers, Zhong Mingjun was wearing a peach-pink robe, standing there with his clothes flying, holding a folding fan behind his waist with his back to everyone, as if he heard the movement, turned around and folded the fan, and fanned it hypocritically: "Miss Qi is here?" ā€

Qi Jingyan was stunned for a while, and always saw him swaggering through the market in red, but he didn't know that this light color also set him off like this, although it was a little more feminine, but there was a kind of shock that was more shocking than Huajiao, so that she couldn't think of a proper adjective for a while.

I just want the concubine to look back and smile, and the six palaces have no color, so that's it.

The master and servant looked infatuated, only the corners of Zhong Chanyu's mouth twitched, shameful, when did her brother stand there and scratch his head, seeing the two of them staring at each other affectionately for a while.

Zhong Chanyu coughed: "Today's flowers are really good?" ā€

Qi Jingyan hurriedly returned to his senses, took the three-story high-level mahogany multicolored dot Luo Flowers, Birds, and Rui Beast Food Box from Qing Miao's hand, and handed it over.

"The first time I came, I didn't know what to bring, so I made some good snacks, let's try them."

"Sister still has this craft? Looks like we're in for a bite this time, well, delicious. Zhong Mingjun took the food box and was about to praise a few words, when he saw Zhong Chanyu take the first step to open the lid and reach out for a piece. Zhong Mingjun slapped her on the back of her hand quite angrily, and she stuck out her tongue at him proudly.

"Sister Jingyan is still standing and doing something, don't be restrained, just sit at will."

The breeze blows through the flowers and rains falling, and the beautiful woman is playing a fan, how can you not have a drink in this situation.

Zhong Mingjun thought of his own wine: "You sit here first, there is the peach blossom wine I brewed on the carriage, and I went to get it." ā€

Qi Jingyan excused: "No need to take it, we are not good at wine." ā€

"Sister, don't worry, it's not a strong wine, it's just some fruit wine made by my brother himself, it's sweet and weird, it's delicious, but I don't want to take it out when I'm stingy on weekdays." Then the yin and yang raised the volume angrily: "I don't know what kind of wind is blowing today, but I am willing to take it out, or I have a good mouth with my sister." ā€

"Didn't you let you drink all my wine? If you dare to slander me, don't come to my cellar in the future. Zhong Mingjun turned around and took the wine.

"Hmph, if you don't go, you won't go, who is rare."

Qi Jingyan looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but think of his younger brother at home: "Your brother and sister have a really good relationship. ā€

"Whoever is good with him, relying on crawling out of my mother's womb before me, will send me in various ways."

Zhong Chanyu sat on the ground, her hands behind her back, her body leaned back slightly, and she closed her eyes to feel the breeze: "Today's wind is really comfortable, and I don't know if the paper kite can be put up." ā€

"You also brought paper kites?" Qi Jingyan said happily, in fact, in the spring, her favorite thing is to put paper kites.

"Of course, how can there be no paper kite in spring."

"Oops, why didn't you say it earlier? Say it early...... I'll bring my own. Qi Jingyan regretted greatly.

Zhong Mingjun, who was just holding the wine jar, answered: "You also like to put this?" ā€

"Of course. I don't think there's anyone who doesn't like it. ā€

Zhong Mingjun put down the wine jar and opened the wooden box on the side like a treasure, and there were three huge kites neatly erected inside.

"It's windy for a while, let's go put paper kites, which one do you like?"

Zhong Mingjun took out the three kites in turn, the first one was butterfly-shaped, and the peach pink color was particularly eye-catching. The second is a flower fairy holding a flower basket with auspicious clouds on the pedestrian paper kite, and the third is the most common swallow kite, only painted on the five blessings of the longevity of the fine pen, the style of the bat is lifelike.

Qi Jingyan has always liked kites, but Lingchuan's style is not as good as Zezhou, and it is the first time I have seen it so exquisite: "Where did you buy this?" Too pretty? ā€

Zhong Mingjun smiled: "Miss Qi really listens to what she says." ā€

Qi Jing looked at the two of them puzzled, and listened to Zhong Chanyu explain: "These are all made by my brother himself, although they are playthings, but the dexterity is real, this Zezhou City, whoever makes paper kites is not as good as my brother." ā€

Qi Jingyan was very surprised, and couldn't put it down and looked at the butterfly kite over and over again, the paper kite that she and Lin Shijun pasted every year was good to fly, where it was still good.

The simplest style, sometimes you have to do it for two or three days, and then you can't put it up, and you can buy a new one on the street, but even if it is ...... It's fun to stumble like that.

"Then this hand is too skillful, I can't do this."

Zhong Chanyu boasted proudly: "That is, even the giant dragon-shaped kite that is sacrificed every year is made by my brother." ā€

Qi Jingyan looked at him in disbelief, this was the first time she had heard this.

Zhong Mingjun's cheeks flushed when he was praised: "It's nothing, if you like it, I'll help you make your paper kite in the future." ā€

Chanyu smiled and hit her shoulder: "Don't be polite to my brother." ā€

Qi Jingyan didn't answer her with a flushed face, but just took the cup of green wine and drank it all, the lingering taste was soft and greasy in the throat, it was really delicious.

Zhong Mingjun's eyes never moved away from her, and he took in her shyness and naivety, even the tender jade-like earlobes turned pink all of a sudden, and his heartbeat became even more rapid, and he didn't know what he said, but he felt that his throat was dry and his cheeks were hot.

It's like being poisoned, making him less and less like himself, he knows that he is not like usual, but he wants to continue like this.

Surrounded by her soul, she willingly became her little girl, holding the skeleton of the kite, running to a high place to fly, holding the spool in her hand.

When he saw the wind blowing, he threw the kite out, and she pulled the kite string, and the kite flew up and down in the wind.

He happily ran down the slope, patiently guided her on the side, and even took the initiative to circle her, holding the spool and pulling the line one by one, skillfully making the kite fly higher.

Qi Jingyan looked back at him and smiled, he was stunned as if he had clicked on the acupoint, and he didn't dare to roll his eyes.

"You're good at putting paper kites."

Zhong Mingjun pursed his lips and grabbed the placket of his clothes, how could she open her mouth to praise him, so that he was defenseless at all.

She looked at the high kite and the blue sky, and couldn't help but think of Lin Zhaoxing, every time at this time, that villain would always drag a kite much bigger than herself and beg her.

"Mother, mother, you accompany me to put paper kites, the weather is good today."

"Mother, when Daddy comes back next time, let's go with Daddy, Daddy's paper kite flies the highest."

"Mother, it would be nice if Daddy was a paper kite, as long as we pull the string, he will go home."

"Mother, you see that I can put the paper kite up by myself, and I don't need my father at all."

"What do you do at home on weekdays?" Zhong Mingjun pressed his chest and moved half a step to the side, his heart was pounding, he was afraid of being heard by her.

"What to do? …… There was nothing special either, as it is now. The peach blossoms bloom well in Lingchuan Shilipo, where we will go to enjoy the flowers, and sometimes we will go to the suburbs in the south of the city to fly kites, but more often it is in Shilipo. ā€

"Ten mile slope sounds good, can you take me to see the scenery somewhere?"

Qi Jingyan frowned and was puzzled: "Lingchuan is a small place, how can there be a good scenery here in Zezhou." But if you come, I will do my best to be a landlord. ā€

When Zhong Mingjun looked at her, she was a little shy and nervous, she said that she was not a very amazing beauty embryo, but she had a magic that people couldn't take their eyes off.

"The scenery is secondary, I just want to see what the scenery you have seen will be like."

The corners of Qi Jingyan's mouth were hooked without self-examination, this person, should his mouth be so sweet.

"Oh, by the way, last time my father came to the door to thank you, I heard that I still left food for you to be troublesome."

"This, what's the trouble here, Uncle Qi can come to the door, it's too late for me to be happy. And you and I really don't need to be so polite. ā€

Qi Jingyan thought to herself, this person still spoke the same way, which always made her feel that everything was treated alone.

When the girls were tired of playing, they sat on the curtain on the grass, eating snacks and drinking fruit wine.

"It's delicious, and the wine made by your brother is too good."

"That's, don't look at him on weekdays, this dexterity is unique in the world."

After a while, Zhong Mingjun also came back with the kite, and when he saw several little girls laughing together, he also came in: "What are you guys playing?" ā€

"Turn over the flower rope, anyway, we don't know how to chant poetry, so it's better to find something interesting."

Qi Jingyan said that in his previous life, he had to take care of all the mountains and rivers, and he talked to him for an afternoon. I feel that I have never seriously understood him, and there were many misunderstandings in his previous life, but now that I have seen it, I feel a little kind.

"And what do you three do? Count me in? ā€

"Will you?"

"No, you can learn, just play a few times, then you can't let me watch from the sidelines, right?"

Qi Jingyan only cared about talking, and didn't see the corners of Zhong Chanyu's twitching mouth and rolling her eyes: "That's right, then I'll teach you." You have to look at it, you have to pick it up like this, you have to hook it like this. ā€

"I'm going to have to be patient."

Her fingers unintentionally touched his palm, and the temperature seemed to be absent, tugging at his heartstrings.

Zhong Chanyu shook the goosebumps on her body: "I don't want to play with novices, but fortunately, I still have one." Seedlings~ You come and play with me, let him learn by himself. ā€

The white fingers intertwined and turned between the red ropes, adding a bit of seductive charm.

Qi Jingyan held the rope and laughed angrily: "Oh, that's not the case...... That's not true...... Why are you mistaken again? ā€

Zhong Mingjun couldn't learn no matter how he learned, and he looked aggrieved: "Why is this so difficult?" You won again, why can you do any trick, why do I get entangled in my hands as soon as I get it? ā€

Qi Jingyan, who taught to the end, simply gave up: "It is said that you are skillful, I think you are very clumsy." ā€

A few people laughed, and time flickered. As the sun fell, Zhong Mingjun sent them back to the academy.

On the way back to the house, Zhong Chanyu kept laughing. Zhong Mingjun leaned on the big soft pillow, his long legs stretched straight, and his ten fingers crossed on his chest to review the scenes of the day, listening to someone's laughter.

"You girl, it's endless."

"I just didn't expect that my brother could act so well, obviously he was the best at turning the flower rope, and he pretended to play for the first time, which sister couldn't stop laughing, tsk...... What a good way to do it. ā€

Zhong Mingjun licked his lips, turned over shyly, buried his face and ignored her with a snicker: "You stinky girl, what do you know." ā€

"Brother, you don't like other people's girls, do you?"

Zhong Mingjun immediately half-sat up and asked solemnly, "Is there one?" Eyebrows raised, and a smile could not be concealed: "Is it obvious?" ā€

"Brother? Can't you, are you coming really? ā€

Zhong Mingjun carried Zhong Chanyu and threw it out of the carriage: "It's annoying, you, walk home by yourself." ā€

Zhong Chanyu chased the carriage through the window: "Hey...... Zhong Mingjun, you're not, aren't you? Zhong Mingjun? Are you awake now? Wow...... Is this an eye-opener? My Zhong family's incense is hopeful. ā€

Zhong Mingjun urged the coachman to hurry up and get rid of the people who spoil the scenery.

And then his mind was full of her, he really didn't think she was special, but she looked good when she laughed. The two pear vortices are deep, making people haunted by dreams at a glance.

"Next time, what should I find?"

Fate is a strange thing, and the moment it comes, it's like your mother beating you, it's not reasonable at all.

"Miss, I think this Zhong Gongzi is interesting to you, right?"

Qi Jingyan turned around to avoid the green seedlings pestering her: "Don't talk nonsense." ā€

"Miss, are you also tempted, aren't you embroidering purses for others?" She pinched the aqua-blue cloth and paused for a moment.

"I—I'm just thanking you."

Qingmiao quipped: "What kind of gift, you can use embroidered purses, I think Miss you have ulterior motives." ā€

Qi Jingyan twisted her with her hand: "You, you dead girl, dare to joke about your young lady." ā€

Qingmiao looked at the shy young lady and rubbed her arm: "Miss, in fact, I am quite optimistic about Zhong Gongzi." I've inquired for you, the son of the Zhong Governor's family, the eldest son of the five generations of single heirs, and the most important thing is that he hasn't married yet.

It is very rare to find such an identity in Zezhou, and those who have not yet been married. And there is no arrogance at all, he speaks politely and behaves politely, and there are few men with such good conduct.

And according to reliable grapevine, one of the main reasons why the Zhong family's heirs are not prosperous is that the old men of the Zhong family are very fond of their wives and don't bother at all, this is a good family that can't be found with lanterns. ā€

Qi Jingyan smiled: "You also know what his identity is, and his talent and appearance are both prominent in his family." I estimate that the people who want to marry him are all lined up from here to Lingchuan, where can it be your turn to be a young lady. You, don't think about what you have or don't have. ā€

"Why can't you? What if he is blind. ā€

Qi Jingyan twisted her hand up and down: "What did you say?" ā€

Qingmiao laughed and hidden: "No, no, no." I don't mean that, I just think he is much better than Lin Shijun, let you seize the opportunity. ā€

At the mention of Lin Shijun, she became worried again, looking at the half-embroidered purse in her hand, she couldn't figure out what she was doing blindly.

If she really married a prominent family like the Zhong family, would Lin Shijun let her go? If he can just give up, that's fine.

*

One day in April, Qi Jingyan was fanning in front of the academy when he saw a dirty little beggar running over.

"This sister, are you Qi Jingyan?"

Qi Jingyan looked around and pointed at herself: "Looking for me?" ā€

The little beggar nodded with a smile and took out an envelope from his chest: "This is a letter from the elder brother of the Lin family from Lingchuan." ā€

Lingchuan?

Qi Jingyan took the letter and saw that the word Lin Shijun was written on it, so he hurriedly touched ten copper plates from his body and gave them to the beggar, and turned over and over to look at the envelope.

Three months have passed, and I always thought that Lin Shijun would forget about her without knowing it, but who would have thought that he would still remember to write to her.

Faith? This is a letter, and this is the first time in two lifetimes that I have received a letter from him.

Qi Jingyan put the letter in her heart, and the inexplicable joy in her heart made her conflicted. She knew that this was not worth her happiness, but the excitement was even gritting her teeth and holding on, and she couldn't suppress it.

She simply went as she pleased, pressed the letter as a treasure with both hands, jumped back to the yard, turned several times in a row, and then threw herself on the bed, she kicked her feet excitedly, held the envelope high, and wondered what he would write to her?

Will you miss her? Isn't that too pretentious?

will definitely warn her to stay away from Zhong Mingjun, he is so unreasonable.

Do you tell us about your current situation? But what does it have to do with her whether he is doing well or not, she doesn't want to know.

Would he ask her how she was doing? Whether she is doing well or not, she doesn't want to tell him, ah, when she sees Wang Qiao, you can tell him, what did he write?

She opened the envelope with joy, and the peach blossom petals fell on her face, where is the letter?

She pinched the envelope and saw that it was empty. She rolled over and pulled the petals with her hands, trying to find something.

So far...... He brought a bag of petals?

Qi Jingyan angrily skimmed the envelope and hammered the pillow. Can't he just write something decent? Did he read all that book into the dog's belly?

Good, good. He doesn't write best, anyway, she won't read what he writes, and she doesn't read it at all.

On that day, Lin Shijun walked to the peach forest, and the flowers of Shilipo were in full bloom.

I still remember that in previous years, she would always make some snacks and enjoy the flowers under this tree. He would always lean back to the peach blossom tree with her with wine, and he would secretly hold her hand, and she would shake him back. The two of them leaned against the tree and closed their eyes and pretended to sleep, letting the petals fall all over their bodies.

He touched the marks on the tree, "Qi Jingyan Lin Shijun, get what you want, don't separate." ā€

In this life, he is not greedy, even if it is enough to realize only one of them.

Yesterday, Lin Huan's first sentence when he came back from Zezhou was: "Big brother, did I see my sister-in-law?" ā€

"Oh." He responded casually, but his heart was beating suddenly, and a bad premonition struck, and sure enough.

"Big brother, why don't you care at all? You know, my sister-in-law is with a strange man and looks very intimate. ā€

"But...... This is what it looks like. He pointed to the portrait on the table.

Lin Huan came over: "Yes, big brother, you have seen it." Is it my sister-in-law's cousin or something? Then I'm relieved, I thought it was someone who was plotting against my sister-in-law. ā€

Lin Shijun held his forehead, a little resentful: "Let you do things, don't be so bastard." ā€

"If I don't care, I'll be busy."

Lin Shijun sat at the table and was distracted, holding his face with his hands. He already knew that when he went to Zezhou, how could he not meet him, and annoyed this haunting Zhong Mingjun.

No way...... He had to pick up his speed, he couldn't stay so far away from her.

He desperately wanted to write a letter to her, and he obviously wanted to say thousands of things, but he didn't know which one to write when he picked up the pen?

"I heard that you saw Zhong Mingjun, didn't I say it......" Lin Shijun saw the words on the paper and rubbed it, if she made such an accusation, I was afraid that if she didn't see the first sentence, she threw it aside and didn't look at it.

After a while, a pile of paper balls was thrown on the ground, and he sat in front of several cases, completely clueless, and when he pulled out the paper, he found that the last one was left in the paper box.

In the end, the letter was delayed, and it dragged on day after day, and I couldn't say a word about what I wanted to say.

Until one day, he missed her and unconsciously walked into the peach forest.

At the beginning of April, the peach blossoms had already fallen.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have missed the flower viewing with her, and he didn't know if she could enjoy the flowers in Zezhou, and he could have thought of him without him, and he would not be hypocritical to see the flowers of this ten-mile slope.

She naturally didn't think about him, but she would definitely feel regretful.

In this way, there will be no regrets.

He took the envelope and stood under the peach blossom tree. Thinking of you, you can understand a little.

*

A few days after the letter was delivered, Lin Shijun sat on the beam of the house to repair the roof, wondering if she would reply to the letter, and saw Uncle Ming walking around the house.

"Shijun, are you there? Where did this man go? ā€

Lin Shijun thought, if he always controlled the overall situation in such a condescending manner, how easy and happy it would be, but I don't know what "good news" there is today. He jumped off.

"Uncle Ming, why did you come here today?"

Lin Ming stomped his feet and patted his legs, familiar movements and familiar lines: "Shijun, something is wrong." ā€

"Uncle Ming, don't make fun of your nephew, your nephew can't help but be so scared if you're timid."

Lin Ming sat down and poured a cup of cold tea, wiping the non-existent sweat on his forehead: "What's scaring you, there is a shop that can't be opened recently, and this business is not easy to do." The accounts of other shops were also confiscated, and there were deficits everywhere, and the previous shopkeeper told me that if he didn't allocate any money from above, he would have to roll up the shop and leave. I really can't do it......"

Lin Shijun smiled: "Why is there still a shop in the void?" Didn't you close the year ago? ā€

"Who's to say it's not, business is not easy these days. When your father was here, he bought everything, the scholar had a good brain, and he made money from any shop in his hands, but he left, hey...... This shop has become a burden.

We don't know a single big word, so we have to learn and sell everything, which is difficult. Everyone sees me in charge of these dozens of shops, and the scenery on my face is how chic I am, but who knows my difficulties. The shopkeepers don't leave the money, I can't sleep all night, and my hair is falling out one by one. can be regarded as looking forward to you growing up, and Uncle Ming can also entrust this burden to you.

Let's get through the current difficulty first, Shijun, do you still have any money there? Take it out, let's fill the vacancy in this shop first. This shop is alive, and the money can be made slowly. ā€

Lin Shijun looked at the empty house, and the fine pear blossom wood furniture was sold and sold by Uncle Ming, and there was only an empty shelf.

"Uncle Ming, you have also seen it, everything I can sell in this house has been sold, and I don't have any spare money in my hands."

"This, this...... How can you have no money? Your father left you so many family businesses, are you all done? Hey, it's all Uncle Ming's fault...... I didn't discipline you well, I'm sorry Brother Lin, I'm ashamed of his entrustment to me, and I used you to be a loser. ā€

Lin Ming knelt on the ground and beat his chest, crying to Lin Qing's spiritual position to complain about this, if he usually couldn't bear the elders kneeling on the ground. But now he felt numb and stood by the whole time.

"All the family funds left by my father before his death were patched up in the shop. What can I do if the shop is not doing well? You can't fire all the old people in these shops, right? ā€

Lin Ming reminded: "Don't you still have your mother's dowry?" The Bai family's business is big, and the dowry is more than ten miles, you can take it out, this is a big deal to burn your eyebrows. ā€

"My mother's dowry is reserved for my mother-in-law, and I can't touch it."

Lin Ming incited: "Didn't you move before, not bad this time." Besides, there is no way to do it, and if you make money in the future, you can't let your father's family business lose in your hands. Besides, who is Miss Qi, and the daughter of the county lord can still miss these two dowry money. ā€

Lin Shijun thought that he really believed in Uncle Ming too much in his previous life, so he wanted to tear down the east wall and make up the west wall, but who knew that the west wall was a bottomless pit.

"Uncle Ming, don't worry about this, there's no way to be in a hurry."

"Shijun, Uncle Ming can't watch your father's foundation just like this...... We can't hold it, and we can't defeat it. How can you do it if you don't take it at this time? I'm sorry for your father, and I'm sorry for the ancestors of the Lin family, I'm ...... I don't have the face to see anyone, I might as well hit my head and die. ā€

Lin Ming fell to the ground with his head, just like the old minister who advised him to death, as long as he didn't change his mind, he would die in the local area.

Lin Shijun also knelt on the ground and exchanged kowtows with him: "Uncle Ming...... I don't want to take it, but it's hard for a good woman to cook without rice. I really can't get the money. Today's shop is in deficit, tomorrow's shop is also in deficit, we always have to think of a way, always tear down the east wall to make up the west wall, no matter how big the family base can't stand this. ā€

"Shijun, if you really can't do it, sell this courtyard."

"Uncle Ming, the ancestral house can't be sold."

Lin Ming was a little annoyed: "You child, is this house important, or is your father's foundation important?" This ten-in house, but you live alone, except for this one, which is empty, you don't live there. I said, why can't you even carry three more and two less? ā€

"Okay, I'll raise the money. Uncle Ming, you help me to count a copy of the name of the deficit shop, and also hand in a copy of the accounts, and calculate the specific deficit, and I'll see how to fill the vacancy. ā€

Lin Ming was overjoyed: "Make up all the shops? Isn't it enough to sell this hospital? ā€

"Uncle Ming, don't worry, I have a way to deal with money."

Lin Ming got up with a smile: "It's still a good nephew, then I'll go and count a list, and ask the shopkeepers about the specific situation." Let's go first, this busy person has hit the back of his head, so he can still rest here. ā€

As soon as Lin Ming left the Lin Mansion, he was blocked by his son Lin You: "Dad, do you want any money?" I can't get itchy hands right now. ā€

", you were caught by the wind?"

Lin You was unhappy: "What are you angry at me, that stupid boy doesn't lie to you, what's the matter with me?" Hurry up and get the money, and when I win the bet, I'll give it back to you. ā€

Lin Ming scolded, but still took out a few dimes of broken silver from his sleeve: "Don't gamble, you lose nine out of ten bets...... You're going to kill your father. ā€

Lin You snatched the silver and ran: "Old fool, the Lin family has such a big industry, who will spend it if I don't spend it?" Is that stupid boy going to spend money? ā€

*

At the end of school this day, Qi Jingyan was still standing under the porch, looking around with a fan.

Zhong Mingjun saw it from a distance, so he tiptoed over to scare her. But the moment she patted her on the shoulder, she inadvertently turned her head, and immediately her fingers poked her cheek, and her soft skin was like glutinous rice dumplings, sinking deep under her fingers.

He withdrew his fingers like an electric shock, swallowing his saliva, the burning heat of the explosion spreading from his fingers, and looking at her as if he had done something wrong, he unconsciously dodged.

Qi Jingyan touched his face with the back of his hand, chuckled and didn't say anything, just handed over a purse in his hand.

"Thank you for your gifts."

"Huh?!" He took the purse expressionlessly, and his heart had already been turned upside down, as if a huge wave had hit.

For him? He won't dream anymore, and in an instant, the temperature on the surface of his body has risen a few degrees, and it seems that he is about to blow him up, and when he comes back to his senses, she has already gone away.

The beige purse, the pattern is ingenious, a piece of green lotus holding a red lotus, below is a colorful fish, the edge of the fish is lined with water lines, under the water lines is a five-color beaded thread.

How could her hands be so skillful?

Why is her face so soft?

As soon as Zhong Chanyu went out, she saw her brother looking into the distance with an obsessive look, and then looked at Qi Jingyan's back and couldn't help but guess a few points.

"Where's the purse? She sent you? Okay, there's a play. ā€

Zhong Mingjun immediately took it back, and took off the purse on his waist by the way, threw it on the ground, and put the new purse on his waist.

"How's it going, isn't it a special mutant for me?"

Zhong Chanyu couldn't help but look at the purse on the ground with a smile and picked it up: "Hey, Zhong Mingjun?" What happened to my embroidered purse? ā€

"Ugly. Look at the embroidery workers and the minds of others. How can you have a good family? ā€

"Hey...... I'm your sister-in-law? That's not what you said when you asked for the purse. ā€

"Huh? Have I ever had a girl like you? Zhong Mingjun looked at the purse on his waist and couldn't put it down, and he didn't have the time to take care of her at all.

Zhong Chanyu held her forehead, this cabbage arched or not, she didn't know, anyway, the pig that had been raised for 18 years said that it would be lost.

Qi Jingyan has been saying that in the past few days, seeing that Zhong Mingjun always carries that purse, she is also ashamed to see her. She thought again...... Isn't it too selfish to pull an innocent person into her quagmire like this.

She wore a middle coat, tucked her hair behind her ears, tied it up with a four-generation bunch, splashed the water for washing her feet in front of the door, and carried the wooden basin back to the house, ready to sleep.

turned around and closed the door, and saw Lin Shijun flash in.

"Why are you here? Don't come here, I'm calling someone. ā€

"You shout? It's a big deal that I'll be charged with trespassing in the palace, and I'll be locked up for ten years and eight years, and you're not happy. ā€

When Qi Jingyan heard this, he poked his head out and saw that there was no one around, so he closed the door and dragged him into the east room.

"Do you know what kind of place this is, and you won't want to die if you trespass?"

Her subconscious actions were clearly a means to get away with it, and she was worried about it. The angry look, the pink fist hammered into his chest, seemed to pour hot oil on his hot heart.

"I don't want you, I just want you."

He put his arm around her, turned her around, pressed her against the wall, leaned over and kissed her. The heat of her cheeks spread all the way to her neck, and the long kiss made her instinctively respond, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Almost subconsciously, he freed up one hand to drill into the hem of his clothes, rubbing her jade back, the lovesickness he hadn't seen for too long was about to torture him crazy.

Half pushed, half pressed the person to the bed, disheveled, he picked open the placket of her shirt and poked deep into her neck. She suddenly came to her senses and tugged at her collar.

"Lin Shijun, don't ...... like this"

Lin Shijun listened to her trembling voice, and there was a trace of clarity between her turbulent eyebrows. His forehead was against her forehead, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Why? ā€

"Why? Don't reply to my letters. Isn't there anything you want to tell me? ā€

"You...... Is that also a letter to you? Without a word, do you want me to give you a handful of green leaves? ā€

Lin Shijun saw her spit out the resentful words, he really had no resistance to her at all, avoided her eyes, and pillowed on her shoulder: "Then you have to reply to me, do you know that I am waiting for your letter." You slapped your ass and ran so far, did you want to hug other people's thighs and get rid of me? ā€

"I didn't." She replied with a weak heart.

"Don't dare to say no, don't think I don't know your little thoughts." The heartbeats in the chest cavity collided with each other one after another.

Qi Jingyan pushed him: "You come down." ā€

"Write me back."

"Good. Come down, say anything, or you'll be ...... in a while."

"Scared? Don't worry, I won't mess around. If you want to reply to me, you have to report your daily life, especially what Zhong Mingjun said clearly. If you want to call me husband, you must write clearly when you think of me, time and place. ā€

"I don't want you."

"Hmm...... Don't move, you can't help it. ā€

Her legs stiffened, her hands were wooden, and her face burned.

After a while, he smiled and changed his shoulders to pilllow her, rubbing her eyebrows: "Xiaokai writes three words." ā€

"I ...... Not so much written. ā€

"What then?"

He kneaded her lips with his fingers: "Then it's better to write 'You miss me, you don't think about sleeping and eating when you think about it' until you copy three pages." ā€

Qi Jingyan was a little annoyed, so he asked her to reply with his bag of petals?

"Why do you want to ask me unilaterally, which of these five things can you do?"

He leaned on his side, gradually loosening his grip on her, and she hurriedly rolled into the bed and sat up on her side.

"I'll do the same, satisfied?"

"Not satisfied, you don't want to go quickly. If someone finds out after a while, Da Luo Immortal can't save you. ā€

He lay on the bed: "But I want to sleep with you for a while." ā€

"You've ruined my reputation."

"Nonsense, we are husband and wife, have you forgotten all about it when you sleep naked next to each other? Now nominate with me? ā€

Qi Jingyan bit her lip and saw him rubbing her knee: "I haven't seen you for half a year, you have to let me hug me and then leave, just hug me?" Well? ā€

She has always been soft-eared and unprincipled. He grinded, begged her softly, and she had no way to deal with it, so she could only be held by him, her ten fingers intertwined with her hand, and her itchy laughter was blown on the side of her neck, and she pushed his head away.

This hug was hugged to the fourth watch, she looked at the sky outside and pushed him anxiously.

When he woke up, he saw that she was annoyed, so he lowered his eyes and kissed her passionately, until she bit her mouth, and then let go of her with a smile.

She wiped her mouth: "You're not dirty, you haven't brushed your teeth." ā€

"Write to me quickly." He stretched his waist and did not forget the purpose of his trip.

Laying paper and grinding, a look like she won't leave if she doesn't write.

Qi Jingyan sat at the table, biting the pen and didn't know what to write, especially when he was stared at by the recipient, he didn't know what to write.

"What are you writing here?" Lin Shijun is going to die, right? 'You don't know how to write. ā€

"Then you say you deserve to die, toss people up early in the morning, and let you write letters. Besides, I wrote a letter, why do you want to read it in advance, you can only go back to Lingchuan to read it. ā€

Lin Shijun took three steps back: "Okay, okay, I won't look at it, I'll go back to Lingchuan and look at it." But this can't work, you can't curse me, no one will curse their husband, in case I really die, what if I leave you alone? ā€

She crumpled the paper off, laid it out again, and stuffed it into an envelope.

"Gone?"

"Let's go, what time is it?"

He took a sip of her face, shoved a letter into her hand, and closed the door and left.

She watched through the crack in the window as his figure disappeared into the wall, and for a long time she did not hear the shouts of the guards, thinking that he had left safely.

Then he returned to the bed and sat down and opened his letter.

Seeing him talking about the things in the shop in recent days, what rained his roof leaked, he went to repair the roof.

The chatter was like a girl's footwrap, and she was a little impatient to see it for a long time, so she saw him write.

"The flowers on Shilipo are blooming just right, but you are not there. I remembered that in the past, you would always rely on me to enjoy the flowers, and I said that when we became relatives in the future, we would come out often, and you were very happy.

After that, the days passed in a hurry, and I was chased by debts without stopping for a moment, and I didn't have the time to accompany you.

Even more so when I went to the capital, everyone said, how is Lin Qing's son? In order to match my father's fame, I had to focus more on officialdom and socializing with my colleagues.

I know that the suburbs of Beijing are just right, and I obviously want to go with you, but because of the temporary invitation of my colleagues, I didn't tell you.

I knew that you wanted to ride a horse and wanted to teach you personally, but because others said that people who were afraid of the inner were not productive, I knew that you were looking forward to it, but I didn't dare to respond to you.

At that time, there were a lot of scruples, and if you cared about this and that, I think you must be unhappy. ā€

Qi Jingyan snorted coldly, tears bursting down: "I'm not unhappy." ā€

"In the future, I want to slow down, and I will accompany you to do whatever you want to do.

In February, we put paper kites, and I can paste paper kites that can fly. I'll teach you how to ride a horse in March, and we'll go on a hike together. Qingming in April, if you want to worship your ancestors, you can't run around, let's go to the temple to pray for blessings. You always say that the most difficult thing of the year is to go to the temple to live for half a month and pray for blessings, you say that the temple food is too light, then I will take you to the back mountain to hunt rabbits to roast and eat.

It's time to make some sake in May, and your favorite plum wine is in season.

Visiting the lake in June, I'll be the captain, you can go wherever you want. Picking lotus pods in July, don't you always want to mutter, you haven't picked lotus roots, this time let you pick enough. In August, the osmanthus fell to make osmanthus cake, you know what the child likes to eat.

In September and October, the weather is cold, you are easy to get sick, we take advantage of the good weather, enjoy the chrysanthemum and eat the crab feast. After October, we won't go out when you're cold, we'll sleep at home all day long, and have a few more children to accompany you.

Lantern Festival, I've thought about it for the rest of this time. ā€

She read the letter several times, and then put it in the box full of peach blossoms, and complained for a while.

"Bastards say beautiful things, you can show me one.

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