Chapter VIII Thinking in the Long Term

The wedding date of Weng Guimi and Fuma is set for the tenth day of the first month of next month, and there are only ten days left. Although his granddaughter's marriage did not go well, it was finally in danger, and Weng Guimi, his grandson-in-law, was determined to win, and he was convinced that even if Weng Guimi was squeezed out by Jun Sumi, he would still shine in time.

Fuma lost Weng Guimi, and now he finally got back together, and he didn't dare to have a second time. She restrained the eldest lady's temper and was extremely gentle with Weng Guimi, for fear that he would be unhappy or something, so she carefully curried favor with him, hoping to wait until the day of marriage.

Words such as "Right Lady" and "Princess of Anxiety" are taboo in the Ubuji family, and no one dares to mention her in front of Fuma, unless she is tired of living and seeking her own death. Not only in Ubuji's house, but also on the grassland, if anyone talks about the triangular relationship between them, as long as Fuma hears the wind, don't think about having a good life, take a few slaps or be light, and those who don't repent are waiting to be driven away!

Regarding what the Ubuji family did, Weng Guimi pretended not to know anything, Fuma looked for him, and he also took care of it, but he no longer had the feeling of being happy with each other before. Feelings can't come reluctantly, he can't force himself.

Fuma ignored his perfunctory, even if she could only have him, she was satisfied, she didn't care that Weng Guimi had another person in her heart, and she didn't care about other people's eyes, she just wanted him.

Whether this kind of life is happy or not, whether it is what she wants, Fuma never thinks. She has experienced the pain of heart-burning, and now she is very glad to be with her sweetheart, people can't be too greedy, can they!

In the evening, Weng Guimi went to Zhao Sheng's house as usual, chatted with him about the customs of the Han Dynasty, and played with the children for a while. Weng Guimi's mouth is good, and as soon as he walked to the door, he smelled the fragrant broth.

"Lord Zhao, what are you doing to eat?" Weng Guimi lifted the door curtain with a pot of wine and walked in, the table was steaming and fragrant, and the large clay pot in the basin was white and flowery, and it was impossible to see anything at a glance.

Zhao Sheng wiped the hands of the two children with a sweat towel, looked back and saw that it was Weng Guimi who came, and said with a smile: "King Zuoxian, you came just in time, we are about to eat, you can also eat with those pair of chopsticks!" ”

"Uncle......" The young man saw him, his apple-like little face blossomed, he opened his chubby little hand to hug Weng Guimi, raised his head to look at him, and called sweetly, "Uncle, why don't you play with the young man, let's play hide and seek......"

Zhao Sheng asked Zhao Ziqing to sit down, turned around and hugged the young man: "Lord Weng, it's time to eat, and then play with your uncle after eating, otherwise your uncle won't like you......"

The young man nodded: "Everyone doesn't like unbehaved children, I have to eat well and sleep well, so that I can see my aunt as soon as possible." Uncle, I'll go to dinner first, you wait for me for a while! ”

The "aunt" in the young man's mouth is Liu Ye, Weng Guimi's expression darkened, and he smiled reluctantly: "Okay, when you finish eating, we will play hide and seek." ”

Zhao Sheng saw that his expression was not quite right, and he understood what was going on, but he was embarrassed to say it clearly, so he hurriedly took a pair of chopsticks and handed it to him: "Come on, eat together, try the hand-rolled noodles I made, we Han people like to eat this, there are a lot of ingredients added to it, and the little Weng master also likes to eat it now!" ”

"Hehe, you guys eat, I just ate it!" Weng Guimi moved a stool and sat aside, picked up the young man's toy windmill casually, blew a breath, the windmill slowly turned, and the picture of Meilan Zhuju appeared alternately in front of his eyes, he seemed to see the gentle woman who was holding the pen and painting on the desk, the woman who made him haunted by his dreams.

"Okay, I'll tell you in advance to make noodles another day, you come and eat!" Zhao Sheng said with a smile, put a few noodles in the young man's bowl, and fed her with his own hands to rest assured. Although there are two maids to take care of the young husband's daily life, he still likes to do it himself, and it seems that only in this way can he not live up to Liu Ye's trust.

Zhao Sheng will look at people's faces and speak, but Zhao Ziqing will not, although he is a very smart child, but in the end he is just a child, he doesn't understand why the topic of "aunt" is inconvenient to say, why Weng Guimi's expression instantly dimmed.

"The little lord likes to eat noodles, and the princess also likes to eat them, and they all like to eat the noodles made by my father." Zhao Ziqing took a sip of noodles with satisfaction, sucking soundly, his meaning was very simple, that is, to praise his father's good craftsmanship.

Zhao Sheng glared at him unhappily: "Okay, adults talk less and children don't interject, eat your noodles." ”

"Hmph, just eat it!" Zhao Ziqing grimaced unconvinced, and put a piece of meat in the young man's bowl, "Young man, eat meat, when you grow up, I will take you to your aunt." ”

"Okay, okay, the young man is going to find his aunt, it's great......" The young man buried his head in eating and ate so much that his mouth was oily.

Weng Guimi lowered his head, secretly thinking about his thoughts, Zhao Sheng smiled embarrassedly: "Children like to talk nonsense, and they are not honest when they eat. ”

"Children are also very honest, they do whatever comes to their minds, and they don't have as many concerns as us, in fact, I envy them." Weng Guimi's voice was very soft, as if he was speaking to himself.

Zhao Sheng thought about it, he didn't plan to answer, he was not good at comforting people, and he didn't know very well what the relationship between Weng Guimi and Liu Ye was, so it was better to say less.

At this time, one of the attendants of the old king hurriedly came to report that Elder Ubuji and Fuma were waiting for him to go back to discuss the marriage. Weng Guimi answered, sent the attendant away, and sat in place without any intention of leaving.

Zhao Sheng heard the attendant's words clearly, and seeing that Weng Guimi had not moved for a long time, he couldn't help but wonder a little, and couldn't help asking: "King Zuoxian, don't you go back and have a look?" ”

Weng Guimi was silent for a few seconds, put down the windmill in his hand, and said for no reason: "Why do people have to start a family?" What's so bad about living a life alone? ”

Zhao Sheng coughed twice and said with a dry smile: "Well, I can't say it, but you see everyone lives like this, who can not become a family, when they are old, they should naturally start a family, just like a flower blooming and falling." ”

"So, do you feel happy?"

"Well, Ziqing is my everything, the child left early, our father and son can only rely on each other now, but I think I should still be content, after all, I still have Ziqing. Without him, I would have lost a lot of joy. ”

Weng Guimi looked at Zhao Ziqing and the young man, they were competing to eat, to see who ate faster and more, the innocent and cute appearance of the children made him chuckle unconsciously: "Having a child with the woman I love was also my dream." It's a pity that I don't have this opportunity, since I don't love, then find everyone the same, but the child is innocent, am I worthy of my own child by doing this? ”

Zhao Sheng didn't understand too much, and said: "How can there be a father and mother in the world who don't love their children, you don't have children now, and when you have your own flesh and blood, you will naturally love it very much." ”

Weng Guimi smiled bitterly and did not respond, got up and walked to the young man, rubbing her head: "The young master is obedient, my uncle has gone back in advance, and I will come to play with you tomorrow, okay?" ”

The young man turned his head to look at him and smiled as brightly as the sun: "Okay, uncle, can you call your aunt to come with me, the young man misses his aunt, I think about it so much......"

Weng Guimi nodded with a smile: "Uncle will come to see you with his aunt, there will be a day ......"

When Weng Guimi returned, Ubuji and the old sage king had already discussed it, and when Fuma, who had been waiting for a long time, saw him, he immediately smiled and stepped forward to hug him: "Solang, where have you been, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" ”

"Don't do that, the elders are here." Weng Guimi pushed her away and said lightly.

Fuma stared at his back, and an indescribable emotion welled up in his heart, how many times had he rejected her with this excuse, and now that the two were about to get married, he still looked indifferent. On the cliff that day, she didn't force him, he himself wanted to marry her, but in a few days, did he want to regret it? The woman is gone, is he still thinking about her?

"Solang, let's talk." Fuma suppressed her anger and said calmly.

Weng Guimi didn't look at her: "I'm tired, I'm going to rest, let's talk about it another day!" ”

"Solang ......" Fuma's voice raised a few degrees, attracting the attention of Ubuji and the old sage king, Fuma turned a blind eye, stared at Weng Guimi's back, and swore not to give up without asking clearly, "When are you going to snub me, if you don't want to marry me, just say it, don't be self-sacrificing!" Do you feel aggrieved? You're aggrieved with me, aren't you? Solang, if you feel wronged, then I will be a thousand times more wronged, ten thousand times more wronged than you......"

"Enough!" Ubuji shouted in a low voice, "Fuma, what's wrong with you, don't you want to be so nervous!" When Solang is tired, let him rest, you are messing around like this! Remember, you will be his wife after you get married, you must have the consciousness of being a good wife, and be more considerate and caring for your husband......"

"What about me? Who will care for me and understand me? Fuma flattened her mouth sadly, tears overflowing from her eyes, "I can't take it anymore, I'm always careful to please him, but he doesn't take me to heart." I'm so scared, I'm afraid that it will still be like this after getting married, if he refuses to forgive me for the rest of his life, what's the point of us being together, woo woo ......"

"Fuma!" Ubuji frowned, this granddaughter was so uneasy, seeing that she was about to get married, she actually cried and made trouble in front of the old virtuous king.

Weng Guimi sighed, patted Fuma's back gently, and comforted: "I'm sorry for making you think too much, I'm really too tired during this time, I shouldn't have snubbed you, it's all my fault." Well, let's go out and talk. ”

Fuma raised her eyes to look at him and hurriedly threw herself into his arms: "Don't leave me, Solang, it's my fault, it's all my fault, it's me who messed around...... I care about you so much, I can't live without you......"

Weng Guimi took her shoulders and walked out, looking at Ubuji and the old sage king apologetically: "I'm sorry, I think Fuma must have misunderstood something, let's go out first." ”

Ubuji secretly congratulated his grandson-in-law that he was still very sensible, and sighed: "I really didn't look away, Solang is a good man worthy of entrusting his life, and Fuma will be very happy with him." ”

"yes!" The old sage king looked at their backs, and suddenly didn't want to speak.

Ubuji saw that he seemed to have something on his mind, thinking that he was worried about Weng Guimi's expulsion from the government, so he looked around and said softly: "Don't worry, Solang's talent will not be buried, and the eldest husband can bend and stretch, and he doesn't have to be confined for a while." With me, I will help you father and son get everything back. ”

Ubuji's meaningful smile made the old sage's scalp tingle, and he raised his glass and smiled, seemingly naturally changing the subject. It seems that some things should not be rushed, and should be considered in the long run!