Some people are happy and some are worried, here they are elated and jubilant, then there are people who are sad and sad.

In the corner, Knock took a handkerchief and handed it to One-eye, gave up his shoulders, and said righteously, "Big ...... Big brother, crying...... Cry, brother, I'...... My shoulder, give ...... Lean on you. ”

The thin monkey patted himself on the shoulder, "Mine is also for you." ”

One-eyed slapped them on the shoulder, "What are you crying about? He was unwilling, pointed at the nighthawk, and was so angry that he wanted to cry, "What's so good about him? Isn't he just a little better-looking, taller, and taller?

said iron-clad, or take away the handkerchief, wipe your eyes, "Why!"

Knocking and rubbing his shoulders, he grinned when he fanned him, "Poor...... It's not a star and a half, you ...... You see, this house ...... Fushang, except for ...... Except for the prince, he is the best-looking, and the night ...... The night stalker is not as good as him. ”

One-eyed was angry, and turned to look at him, "You're still stimulating me!

The thin monkey agreed, this is an era of looking at faces, "It's amazing, don't you see those little girls all revolving around them? ”

The more they talked, the more sad One-Eye became, although he was a rough man on the outside, but his heart was fragile and glass-like, and he would shatter when he touched it. grinning and crying, but unwilling to cry in front of so many people, suffocating and pretending to be strong, although they didn't pay attention to him.

After holding it for a while, he couldn't hold it anymore, so he ran out of the house, hid in a corner, and went sad alone.

"What's the big deal, isn't it just good-looking? That look, the whole little white face, if it's a man, let's compare and contrast with real knives and guns, see who can beat whom, and marry Qiushui who wins." ”

He stood under the porch, hugging the pillars, and the paint on the pillars was going to be cut off by him.

"The princess and princess are also partial, obviously the princess said that she would promise me the autumn water, but she turned her face and gave it to the nighthawk, and it doesn't matter if you speak. ”

"And those people, usually the one-eyed brother one-eyed brother is kind, I am so sad now, why haven't I seen anyone coaxing me? ”

was complaining there, handing a handkerchief in front of him, he turned his head to look, it was Mo Yu.

"Why are you here? Don't you rejoice with them?" he said, with a stiff neck and resentment.

Mo Yu smiled slightly, wiped his face with a handkerchief, the paint had not yet dried, and he stuck it on it, leaving a deep red mark.

Her movements were gentle, and her pale face was reflected in the glow of the setting sun. Even her open pores were clearly visible, and the one-eyed heart sped up for a moment.

"Or do you have a conscience, and those people only care about their own pleasure and don't care about my feelings. ”

One-eyed rubbed himself, stabilizing his flustered heart, he secretly glanced at Mo Yu again, looked at her and smiled, and felt warm in his heart.

After so many years, she is the first person to care so much about herself.

Mo Yu picked up a branch and wrote on the snow, she couldn't speak, but she wrote a good hand.

The snow is very thin, and when it is written, the black ground has been exposed for a long time, and it is very conspicuous.

When I looked at it with one eye, my heart was even warmer, as if I had burned charcoal.

Don't be discouraged, emotional matters depend on fate, and you will definitely find your fate.

"It's so beautifully written. He blurted out, "Just like your people, they're all good-looking." ”

Mo Yu was slightly stunned at first, and then looked at his eyes, shy and embarrassed, and even a little flustered, she threw away the branch, made a "I'm going back" gesture, turned around, and ran away.

One-eyed held the handkerchief given to him by Mo Yu in his hand, looked at her back as she ran away, smiled stupidly, and a flower bloomed in his heart.

On the morning of the first day of junior high school, Rong Zhao was woken up by the sound of firecrackers. may have gotten rid of He Yingming, a corrupt official, so the people are all working hard to order artillery battles.

Not only the people in the city, but even the palace was very lively, and the people were busy non-stop, starting from the fourth watch, and their heels did not touch the ground.

Rong Zhao hated being woken up before he slept enough, but just as he was about to get angry, he saw Xiao Junjue's solemn face, and the curse words that came to his mouth were swallowed again.

Last night, Xiao Junjue specially told her not to be angry, not to scold, not to lose her temper, and not to ...... during the New Year. Anyway, a lot of nos.

She raised her smiling face, arched her hand towards him, and said with a smile: "Happy New Year for Prince Chu." ”

Xiao Junjue's serious face blossomed, smiled, kissed her, and kissed her belly, "Good New Year Zhaozhao, Little Lotus Rong, Happy New Year Little Lantern Festival." ”

Last night, the two of them gave the child's name all night, and they didn't expect it to be good, but the nickname was good, one from Xiao Junjue's "Xiao", and the other from Rongzhao's "Rong".

"Little lotus paste, little Lantern Festival, happy New Year. Rong Zhao touched his stomach and smiled happily, just as his belly moved, "They kicked me again." As if complaining, Rong Zhao pouted at Xiao Junjue.

Xiao Junjue put her hand on her stomach, and she didn't know whose foot kicked his hand, "These two children must be naughty, they don't stop in their stomachs, and they don't know how to be naughty when they come out." ”

He scratched Rong Zhao's nose lightly, "Follow their mother." ”

Rong Zhao took the opportunity to bite his finger and was dodged by him, Xiao Junjue teased her again and hooked her chin, "Why, you still don't admit it, don't you know how naughty you are?"

"Who said that, I'm very well-behaved. She didn't admit it, "If you want me to say, it must be like you, I don't believe you asked your father." ”

After Rong Zhao finished speaking, she realized that she had said the wrong thing, she looked at Xiao Junjue's frozen expression, and hurriedly covered her mouth, "I didn't mean to." ”

Xiao Junjue smiled again and touched her head, "Okay, don't make trouble, get up, there are still many things to do today." ”

Rong Zhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded hurriedly, and diverted the topic, "They must be clamoring for red envelopes in Qiushui today, you will seal more in a while, this is our first year in Yizhou, and the people who follow us can't be stingy." ”

Xiao Junjue smiled and said, "I really married a good wife, I think about everything, you asked for a reward for your subordinates, did you ask for a gift for yourself." ”

Rong Zhao pursed his mouth and said, "I don't need to say this, you should be conscious, otherwise, I will be unhappy." ”

Xiao Junjue smiled lowly, "It seems that fortunately I was prepared, otherwise I might have to sleep in the study tonight." ”

"Of course. Rong Zhao's eyes lit up, and he looked at Xiao Junjue burningly, "Have you prepared a gift for me?"

Xiao Junjue knocked on her head and deliberately sold the guanzi, "What's the hurry? You'll know when it's night." ”

Rong Zhao was curious, and the more she sold her money, the more she wanted to know, and pestered Xiao Junjue to ask, "What the hell is it?" ”

"Well, you'll know when the time comes, this gift has to be at night. ”

Rong Zhao wanted to break her head, and she didn't expect that there were any gifts that she couldn't see until the evening, but she asked many times, but Xiao Junjue didn't answer, and she had to wait until the evening to see what tricks he played.

Yesterday was a day of trouble, and I got up in the morning and took the pen and ink to let Xiao Junjue give treasure to write Spring Festival couplets. Xiao Junjue was in good spirits, swiped her pen, and sprinkled a few words, showing her style.

Rong Zhao really didn't pay attention to Xiao Junjue's writing before, only to find that it was still a good pen, this character is written with both style and charm, and it is a good word.

Maybe it's because I love the house and Wu, and I like a person, so I think this person is good at everything, and no one can match the painting and writing.

She also asked Xiao Junjue for one, there is no need to write couplets so troublesomely, just a word "Fu" can be pasted on the head of the bed, and you can see it when you open and close your eyes.

It's the same today, the first thing people who come in to serve is to kowtow to be rewarded, thanks to the preparation, otherwise the scene is really embarrassing.

Qiushui was already holding a red envelope in his hand, and reached out to Rong Zhao to ask for it, Rong Zhao looked at her, "You can't be too greedy." ”

Qiushui's face seemed to have stolen the monkey's ass, and the red glow was crimson, "The slave maid is asking for the nighthawk." ”

The lonely bird quipped, "Yo, you haven't married yet, so you should start a family and be in charge of finances." ”

Qiu Shui's eyebrows danced, "Of course, I don't believe that to catch a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach, I believe that if you want to catch a man, you must first grab his money." has no money, see where else he can go, he can't afford to raise another woman. ”

When Rong Zhao heard this, he felt that it made sense, and quickly turned his head to look at Xiao Junjue, that speed, if it was not strong, could throw his neck out.

She hurriedly dragged Xiao Junjue aside, "Xiao Junjue, where is your money? ”

Xiao Junjue was really laughed to death by her, but only in her heart, her face was very serious, "This king is poor, all his money has been squandered by the princess, and now he still owes a lot of debt." ”

He took the account book to Rong Zhao, which was all the accounts she had paid for the past few days.

Rong Zhao was very bold when he went shopping, and when he saw what he liked, there was only one word - buy. Then add another sentence and go to the Chu Palace.

It happened that Xiao Junjue was looking at the account book at this time, but Rong Zhao bumped into the muzzle of the gun.

Rong Zhao looked at the ink pen marks on the account book full of silver taels, swallowed his throat, and said with a weak heart: "Isn't it just to spend money on your daughter-in-law when you marry a daughter-in-law?"

Leaving a sentence and giving Xiao Junjue a roll of the eyes, she dodged in a gloomy way, not giving Xiao Junjue a chance to ink her.

People just spend a little bit more, just a little bit.

It's not that Xiao Junjue doesn't want to spend money on her, it's just that she really wants to say that Rong Zhao really doesn't treat money as money when he spends money, and after shopping for two days, 10,000 taels of silver will be put into water, the problem is that the things he bought back are directly piled up in the warehouse, waiting for long hair.

Her clothes and jewelry alone have already set aside two houses for her, and if this continues, the Chu Wangfu will be able to do business directly.

Alas, this daughter-in-law is really about to be unable to raise her, it seems that she really has to find some way to make money, otherwise, sooner or later, the Chu Wangfu will sit on the mountain and eat empty.

Moreover, there are some things that do require money.