Chapter 29: Marionettes

Is it okay for her to regret it now?

"Gege, the slave thinks this matter can be discussed again......"

"No discussion, let's wait for the evening to pick up beans."

The ......" The tremor on Man'er's face disappeared in an instant, and the upright little breasts were also taken back, and the whole person was as wilted as a frosted eggplant.

At night, Lan Fang Pavilion is lit with candles and brightly lit.

Yan Deshan, Ge Jin and Man'er were holding a big dustpan alone, and there were two small dustpans next to the big dustpan, and several people were sitting on the futon, one bean after another picking out.

If you misplace a bean, you will be deducted a penny.

A penny may not sound like much, but it can't afford to make mistakes all the time.

Qi Yu was crooked on the chaise longue, holding a traditional Chinese script in his hand to pass the time, and by the way, he was familiar with traditional characters, but his ears kept floating in Man'er's voice: "Another penny, another penny...... How did I misput it again. ”

"I said Man'er girl, can you stop chattering, you chatter, I have to pick up the wrong one." Yan Deshan said with a sad face.

He lives on his monthly money, if it is deducted, how will his life be!

"I don't want to miss it either, but I can't control my mouth."

"Girl Man'er, my brother will give you a trick, grit your teeth and pick it up, and there will be fewer mistakes."

"Who are fools, I am a fool to believe you, and I don't have a brother." After Man'er finished speaking, her face became even more ugly, and she actually threw the beans she picked up in the wrong place.

Looking at the small dustpan, there is a handful of mung beans scattered in the red bean area, which ...... I have to work hard for a long time, and I can't live my life.

"Okay, okay, don't talk, hurry up and pick up beans, you can't sleep if you can't finish picking up."

Ge Jin reached out and yawned.

On weekdays, she wouldn't dare to talk to Man'er like this, but she was doing the same thing at this time, and it was not good to be too respectful, and she might be able to make Man'er a little faster if she urged her, so Ge Jin was no longer there.

Man'er glanced at Ge Jin's dustpan, and his eyes were round.

"Ge Jin, what's the matter with you, it's all the same dustpan and the same time, why did you pick up most of it?"

"Maybe I'm better?"

"......" Qi Yugang almost squirted out of the water in his mouth as soon as he drank it.

Has anyone already been able to play memes this year? Or is Ge Jin also crossing?

Qi Yu couldn't help but start to be tentative: "The bright moonlight in front of the window." ”

Ge Jin lowered his head and picked up the beans seriously, for Qi Yu's temptation, or didn't know that Qi Yu was tempting at all, Man'er, who was not attentive on one side, began to break his mouth again: "Suspected of frost on the ground?" Gege, why did you start reciting poetry? ”

Man'er's sudden answer made Qi Yu realize that she had crossed the Qing Dynasty. Not an overhead dynasty.

That's embarrassing.

What kind of poetry is used to test it......

After thinking about it for a while, Qi Yu gave up, and it was more difficult to cross this probability than winning the lottery. How can you cross like this.

Moreover, even if Ge Jin really crossed over, it would naturally be obvious after a long time, and such a deliberate test would not have any adverse effects, so let it be.

Qi Yu took the watering can and began to water the tomatoes and pepper seedlings, put down the notebook and began to think about finding an opportunity to "accidentally" find that tomatoes can be eaten.

The night is getting darker.

The dustpan that Ge Jin was in charge of had been picked out. The mung beans are completely separated from the red beans.

Qi Yu stretched out his hand and stirred it in the dustpan that separated the red and mung beans, but he didn't see any mistakes.

It seems that Ge Jin was originally a serious and careful person.

Looking at Yan Deshan again, it is almost finished.

As for Man'er......

No eyes, no eyes.

Only half of it was picked.

There is nothing wrong with the dustpan that is placed separately, but ......

There are too many left, if you let Man'er pick alone, it is estimated that this will have to be picked until tomorrow.

Qi Yu watched quietly, if Ge Jin took the initiative to help Man'er, it would prove that Ge Jin was a smart person, as long as he was sure that he had no second heart, he could be promoted to be a big girl by his side.

There is a big girl after Lan Fangge, and there is still a little bit of a lack of calling.

Sure enough, Ge Jin did not disappoint Qi Yu, got up and came to Man'er's side and helped Man'er pick it up.

Man'er's eyes were full of emotion: "Thank you." ”

"No thanks." Ge Jin pulled the futon to Man'er and helped pick it up.

Xu was helped, and Man'er was embarrassed to speak anymore, so he lowered his head and picked it up seriously.

Finally, follow Yan Deshan to complete the task one after another.

"It's not early, let's go and rest." Qi Yu briefly checked and walked to the bedroom.

Ge Jin followed Yan Deshan's debt, knelt down to thank him, and walked out of the flower hall while Qi Yu waved his hand.

Man'er followed Qi Yu to the bedroom and waited for Qi Yu to take off her makeup.

She was lying on the couch outside, and her clothes were untied, and if Gege got up at night to dream or the river, she could get up and serve when she screamed.

Next

The sun hung high in the sky.

The sky was as blue as if it had been washed in water, with the occasional white cloud flickering.

The air is very good, but there is a little more coldness.

Walking around outside, Man'er talked to a little maid with a raw face for a while, and then came to Qi Yu's side: "Gege, the slave maid inquired clearly, last night the master rested in the courtyard of Fujin, Fujin is not in good health, and the master has not left until now, but it is a pity that Fujin has been exempted from waking up in the morning for three days, otherwise you can still see the master." ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ That's right. Qi Yu sighed.

Man'er, this little girl, really thought she liked to go to the fourth master. She's just looking for something for herself, naΓ―ve silly girl.

After walking around the courtyard, Qi Yu's spirit improved a lot.

Man'er began to chant again: "Gege, the slave maid heard that the eldest brother is also sick, and this autumn rain is really catching people off guard......

"Big brother?" It was Honghui, Qi Yu paused suddenly.

It is now the 42nd year of Kangxi, if she remembers correctly, the little brother who looks very similar to the fourth master will die of illness on the sixth day of June next year.

Why do I remember this so clearly?

It's not because of the fourth master's actions, Honghui is the only one among all the sons of the fourth master who was cremated, even in later generations, the fourth master's actions are incredible, after all, a few years ago, Kangxi Ye began to promote the Han people's entry into the soil for peace.

Kangxi's little brothers who didn't grow up were also buried in a small vermilion coffin, but Honghui was still cremated according to the habit of the Manchurians.

The actions of the fourth master made future generations puzzled.

Originally, Honghui's death was just a sentence in the history books, but now, Qi Yu was a little frightened. When I came to this time and space, I also came into contact with the little brother who was very similar to the fourth master, and the little brother learned to keep a face from the fourth master at a young age.

The tender little face has to pretend to be mature, and the contrast is cute.

The eldest brother really said no, Qi Yu's face turned a little pale, and he couldn't do anything to witness the occurrence of history, this feeling was the same as ...... It's like a marionette, it's unpleasant.