In the car, he touched his chest.

There, there was a small purse made for him by his sister, and a silver ticket of fifty taels of silver was stuffed inside!

Along the way, thinking of his sister's goodness, Sanzhu ushered in a new life.

In everyone's own busyness, the days passed like flowing water, and in a blink of an eye, a year passed, and Qingbao officially entered the age of fourteen.

During the year, several major events took place around Qingbao.

First, Old Man Xia passed away, and Qingbao experienced the first funeral since the crossing.

The second is that Chen Wanhua gave birth to a boy, and Qingbao was officially promoted to be an aunt.

Third, that is, Ding Pan'an Yuan failed in the trial, and when he returned to this long-lost home, he brought back a beautiful concubine. This concubine's room, whether it is eyebrows or size, is a bit like a treasure, which makes Xia Yu furious, and the family is constantly fighting.

Qingbao had already noticed that Ding Pan'an looked at her differently, and now he actually married a concubine who looked very similar to her, which made her really embarrassed.

It was for this reason that Qingbao no longer went to the door of Ding's house.

In the face of Xia Yu's vexatious troubles from time to time, she also tolerated silently.

Fang Qingyue had already gathered several sets of jewelry to Qingbao, but he still hadn't been released from the ancestral hall.

Qu Zhaoxia was Fang Qingyue's son, and naturally she didn't want her son to stay in such a gloomy and terrifying place, but Fang Wenju seemed to be iron-hearted, no matter what she said, she didn't let go of her mouth at all.

Afraid that her son would really not be able to marry her daughter-in-law, Qu Zhaoxia spread her mouth widely, saying that the Fang family's son-in-law wanted to marry a wife.

It's a pity that Fang Qingyue is famous for his "beauty", and there are few people who send portraits at all, even if there are, they are also some low-status people, and at a glance, they know that they are coming for the reputation and family property of the Fang family, and Qu Zhaoxia naturally looks down on it.

At this moment, Qu Zhaoxia knew that her only son had become a difficult household in marrying a wife, which forced her to lower her requirements for marrying a daughter-in-law.

Just when Fang Qingyue's mother was trying her best to find a daughter-in-law for Fang Qingyue, the brothers and sisters of the Luo family who had been separated for a long time finally came back.

After getting the news, Qingbao went to Luo's house on the pretext of visiting Min Cha.

She was lucky, she only went twice, and she met Luo Qianyue in the yard.

Luo Qianyue was still wearing spotless white clothes, wearing a white jade crown, white brocade boots, and a jade pendant was not hung on his waist, but the fan-shaped purse embroidered by Qing Bao was still hanging, and the edge of the purse was worn out a little, and it could be seen that he was often hanging on his body.

Qingbao walked over and took the initiative to greet him: "Brother Luo, do you have time?" Shall we go for a walk in the garden? ”

"Okay." Luo Qianyue glanced at Qingbao in surprise, and nodded very neatly in agreement.

It's autumn again, and most of the flowers in the garden have already bloomed a little defeated, and occasionally a few bushes are in full bloom, and there are quite a few barely supported postures.

The two walked slowly along the path among the flowers, and did not speak for a long time.

Qingbao has been racking her brains to think about how to bring up this topic, but Luo Qianyue didn't know what Qingbao was going to say, and when she saw that Qingbao was silent, she walked quietly next to her.

After walking most of the garden, when she came to the foot of an osmanthus tree, Luo Qianyue stopped.

At this time, it is the season of osmanthus fragrance, and the golden osmanthus of a tree is bustling, so lively. The fragrance of osmanthus is strong, and when I stand under the tree, my sleeves will be covered with fragrance after a while

"I haven't seen each other for more than a year, and Sister Qing has grown a lot taller." Luo Qianyue looked at the girl under the flower tree and smiled gently.

"Brother Luo is also getting more and more handsome, haha, I don't dare to look up anymore." Qingbao hasn't grown yet, and he doesn't know how much shorter than the tall Luo Qianyue, and when he looks at Luo Qianyue, he really needs to look up.

"Poor mouth!" Luo Qianyue reached out and touched Qingbao's head, his hand just touched Qingbao's hair, he didn't know what he remembered, and immediately retracted it, and then he picked a bunch of fine osmanthus flowers and inserted them in Qingbao's hair.

Qingbao touched the flower on his head, raised his head, and asked Luo Qianyue with a smile: "Is it beautiful?" I haven't really put flowers on my head. ”

A fourteen-year-old girl, as tender as a drop of dew in the morning, and with a flower support, it becomes a beautiful painting.

Luo Qianyue praised from the bottom of her heart: "It's beautiful." ”

After chatting and laughing with Luo Qianyue, Qingbao gradually relaxed.

After a few more words of gossip, Qing Baocai pretended to ask casually: "Brother Luo, why haven't you been engaged yet?" Is there a sweetheart who loves each other but can't stay together? Although Qingbao's words are straightforward, she asked very clever questions, and she asked two very important questions in one sentence.

"Sweetheart? No. Luo Qianyue stood quietly, white clothes were better than snow, and his emotional world was as clean and white as his clothes.

Qingbao knew that a gentle person like Luo Qianyue would speak in a roundabout way, and after thinking about it, she felt that it was better to be straightforward and quick to decide.

I first looked to the left and right, and saw that no one else was nearby.

Qingbao glanced at Luo Qianyue, and blushed before speaking.

"Brother Luo, that, look, your boss is not too young, and I'm almost there. If you don't have a sweetheart, that, that, can we make do with it? This kind of confession, Qingbao really hasn't done it, and she feels that she has a lot of courage to say it stumblingly.

Luo Qianyue is an adult after all, in the face of the little girl's confession, he didn't blush, nor was he embarrassed, after a little thought, he immediately asked very calmly: "Sister Qing, have you encountered anything difficult?" ”

Seeing that he guessed what was on his mind, Qingbao sighed and said, "I'm afraid that my mother and sister will sell me, so I want to find someone to know and book it first." You know, I'm locked up at home all day, and I don't know many men, so ...... "I'm going to hit you with the idea!" Qing Bao omitted the latter sentence, but she knew that Luo Qianyue would definitely understand.

Luo Qianyue is not stupid, so she naturally understands what Qingbao means.

He has a good impression of Qingbao, but he has not yet sublimated to the love between men and women. After all, she was too small for him.

Luo Qianyue carefully looked at the little girl in front of her, she was ingenious, smart and kind, and had a smart heart.

If you stay with her for the rest of your life......

Glancing at the unique purse on her waist, Luo Qianyue's heart moved slightly.

"Sister Qing, if you need it, I can promise you. However, I am not a good match, so please consider it carefully. When she said this, Luo Qianyue's expression was quite solemn. He knew sensibly what it would mean if he said yes. Therefore, at this moment, there is no room for him not to be solemn.

Isn't a perfect man like him a good match?

How can it be!

Qingbao hurriedly asked, "Brother Luo, how do you say this?" ”

Luo Qianyue gently plucked a laurel leaf, put it in her hand, unconsciously folded it around, and said after a while: "I have studied Buddhist scriptures since I was a child, and for so many years, there is no day when I don't chant and worship Buddha. If I had the chances, I would probably have become a monk and become a Buddha. The reason why I didn't marry a wife was because I didn't want to miss a woman's life. ”

Qingbao immediately wilted.

Luo Qianyue wants to become a monk, so naturally she doesn't need a wife.

I wore a wedding dress and he wore a robe, which others may think is a joke when they talk about it, but for the person concerned, it is definitely a sad thing that cannot be laughed at!

Even if he can marry her now, what will she do if he shaves his head and leaves in a few years?

If you can have a son and a half daughter under your knees, you will have a hope.

If she doesn't even have children, then wouldn't she be lonely for the rest of her life?

Then again, will those who study Buddhism have a married life?

It seems that there is still no child's face!

"What's so good about being a monk? Where to recite the sutra is not to recite it, why do you have to go to the temple to recite it? Qing Baoyu made a small face and retorted in a low voice.

Luo Qianyue didn't smile this time, he stared at the crease-covered leaf in his hand for a long time before he said slowly: "You don't understand." When the opportunity comes, all the fate is empty. Only by transcending the red dust can we devote ourselves to cultivating Buddhism.

After saying these words, he didn't wait for Qingbao to refute again, and continued: "I don't know when my chance will appear, maybe tomorrow, maybe more than ten years later, maybe decades later, and maybe I can't wait for it in this life." Being with me is like a gamble. If you lose the bet, you miss your youth. If you win the bet, you're just getting a stinky skin. So I said, I'm not a good match. ”

Luo Qianyue is indeed a gentleman, he did not take the liberty of accepting Qingbao, but told her very bluntly that he would not be happy with him. How to choose, the decision was suddenly handed over to Qingbao.

Qingbao has a good impression of Luo Qianyue, but this good impression has not yet been sublimated to love, so she can't follow Luo Qianyue desperately.

Qingbao thinks she is a very ordinary woman, she yearns for single-minded love, she also yearns for the life of husband and wife, and she also yearns for growing old together and accompanying her for a lifetime.

risking a lonely life to marry a man who is not in love, this deal is not cost-effective no matter how you look at it.

But then again, if you are married to a guy with a brain full of fat sperm, it is better to marry Luo Qianyue and gamble, at least, Luo Qianyue's face is very good, and it is pleasing to the eye.

really can't do it, so she forced him to have a child, with the child by her side, she will not be too miserable for the rest of her life.

Qingbao stared at Luo Qianyue tightly, her mind was spinning fast, all kinds of thoughts and ideas came one after another, and after quickly analyzing her situation, Qingbao decided to take a gamble with Luo Qianyue.

She didn't believe it, she entangled him with tenderness, let the child tie him up with affection, and he would be so ruthless to abandon them and go to the house.

Just as she was smiling and about to tell Luo Qianyue about her decision, she suddenly heard a crisp laugh not far away: "Sister Min, this time we can pick more osmanthus flowers and let Aunt Min make more osmanthus cakes." ”

The author has something to say: I wrote a little shorter today,. I feel that today's chapter was written in a dream. Tomorrow Xiaofang confesses, so stay tuned.