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"Say things, talk about things, why are you looking at me like this?"

As soon as Zhou Qiaoqiao said, Nie Xiaofan really turned his head and didn't look at it.

Nie Xiaofan slowly sat on the big pit near the window, flipped through the notebook quickly, and said softly: "According to the current situation, if you string the two stories to the old fish head." It can also string together a new story. ”

How do you string this?

Zhou Qiaoqiao looked at Nie Xiaofan puzzled.

"First, the old fish head was a house slave bought by Mrs. Zhou back then, when he was only fifteen years old, and the story in the book was seventeen years old. It can be seen that the story begins at the age of seventeen..."Nie Xiaofan told the story.

In the fox demon and the book, the protagonists are all scholars. Although the old fish head was once a slave, he was indeed a scholar. The setting of the scholar can be explained.

And he and Miss met and fell in love but didn't know each other, and they should be much the same as in the story.

An important turning point should be that a year later, the young lady's family told her about her family, and the old fish head was determined to participate in the imperial examination after knowing it... At this time, the matter was revealed..."Is the old fish head still alive?" Zhou Qiaoqiao also sat down, threw off his boots, sat cross-legged on the kang and listened to Nie Xiaofan's story. She objected at this point. According to this statement, the old fish head who has fallen into slavery and the young lady of the master family fall in love, and the clansmen of the Nie family will definitely wipe out the old fish head back then.

Nie Xiaofan's eyes rolled, and he said: "Think about it, what if this matter was caused by the trouble at that time? Then at this time, wouldn't it be true that the old fish head died again? So they spread rumors about the identity of the young lady that the old fish head saw had already passed away..."

"Oh!" Zhou Qiaoqiao's tail note dragged on for a long time, as if he suddenly realized, and slapped the kang table suddenly: "So... Then they said that the old fish had hit his head with evil?"

The story is really strung together by the two of them at this point...

In the evening, Zhou Qiaoqiao came to the ancestral house under the mountain again.

In the courtyard where Nie Baijun lived, Zhou Qiaoqiao placed the old fish head in the guest room, and Nie Baijun didn't care anyway. She is now very liked by the Lian family, and her status in front of the Nie family is no less than that of a concubine. Zhou Qiaoqiao walked in familiarly, and the two little guys took care of the old fish head. As soon as Zhou Qiaoqiao came, he let them out.

The old fish head was really sick, as thin as a paper man, and although he was well cared for, he couldn't stand his heart like ashes.

"Old Fish Head, how do you feel today?" Zhou Qiaoqiao sat at the head of the bed and fed Old Fish Head some chicken soup. Zhou Qiaoqiao knew that although this was soup, Yu Lao Yu's head was like a meal, and it was indispensable.

The old fish head rarely drank anything, but Zhou Qiaoqiao fed him, so he drank two sips.

"Girl, you've asked this during the day..."The old fishhead was extremely weak, and his voice trembled. As soon as he spoke, he couldn't stop coughing.

Zhou Qiaoqiao did come to see him in a hundred days, if there was no accident, Zhou Qiaoqiao should be in the capital at this time.

Zhou Qiaoqiao hurriedly gave him relief, and looked at him again, and his pale face became red again because of coughing. Zhou Qiaoqiao's nose was sore, and she was busy not starting, so she stopped her tears.

"Old fish head, you said that if you cough like this, how many days will you live?" Zhou Qiaoqiao exerted his poisonous tongue nature.

The old fish's head is like dead wood, how can he care what she says.

"Actually, I'm asking for your daughter." Zhou Qiaoqiao said calmly.

The old fishhead's eyes lit up when he heard this, and then it dimmed again, and he slowly closed his eyelids.

"Do you know, since I was a child, Zhou Zhuangtou and his wife didn't have a proper closeness to me, they wanted me to be good to Xiaofan and repay my wife's kindness, but they didn't want me to serve Xiaofan like Liu Xin and Liu Yu, I was actually very overwhelmed. It was you who told me that I regarded Xiaofan as a sister and friend. The care is not inferior. You taught me to deal with her as equals. Otherwise, our relationship wouldn't be so good...

"If you can teach me to love, I'm sure you'll have someone you love very much. You love them and miss them, why don't you want to go to them? You are about to die, and when you reach the underworld, you can't even remember your daughter's face, can you reincarnate with peace of mind..."

Zhou Qiaoqiao was kind and seductive, and said that his tongue was dry, but the old fish head still closed his eyes and did not move.

"This old horseman!" Zhou Qiaoqiao scolded in his heart, if it weren't for the old fish head being seriously ill, Zhou Qiaoqiao would definitely yell at him.

Turning around and drinking the herbal tea on the table, Zhou Qiaoqiao suppressed his temper, took a few deep breaths, smiled again, sat back on the chair at the head of the old fish's bed, and stared at his old face. Said slowly: "Old fish head, let me tell you a story..."

"There was a scholar who fell into slavery and fell in love with the young lady of the master's family. Later, the young lady was promised, even though the scholar said that he would take the test to marry the young lady, but the main family said that the identity of the young lady was a dead person for the sake of face...

After that, all the scholars hit the evil, and the main family deliberately spread the story of the fox demon all over the city for the sake of the family style.

But the scholar didn't believe that his lover was a demon, and he went through a lot of hardships and sufferings in the world to finally find the real lady.

"They eloped together, lived happily ever after, and gave birth to a daughter..."

Zhou Qiaoqiao finished the story briefly, and the old fish head was already full of tears.

"There's just one thing I don't understand, the scholar later... Why did you lose your wife?" Zhou Qiaoqiao looked at the old fish head, her eyes were full of pious expectations, she hoped that the old fish head could tell her the truth.

The old fish couldn't cry, his lips trembled several times, and he was stunned and kept his mouth, and he didn't miss a word.

Zhou Qiaoqiao couldn't sit still.

"Why?" Zhou Qiaoqiao stood up abruptly and circled around the room a few times. She really didn't understand what the old fish head had to hide, so she told her when she got to this point, and then went to find her family to meet, wouldn't it be good?

"Even if I find a way to meet peacefully, you know I can do it!" Zhou Qiaoqiao said again.

The more Zhou Qiaoqiao asked, the old fish head had too many ups and downs, and coughed violently.

Zhou Qiaoqiao handed him a handkerchief, but the old fish head stubbornly refused to answer.

"Old fish head?" Zhou Qiaoqiao called impatiently. She really couldn't understand what the old fish head had to hide?

"Did everything you say to me go to the dog's belly?" Zhou Qiaoqiao knelt on the edge of the bed, obviously there was still one last bit left to know the truth, the old fish head just didn't kick this door, what she wanted to do has always been vigorous and resolute, so procrastinating, it is really not her style: "My master told me about the tragedy of destroying the door thirteen years ago, telling me about the enemy, but not telling me who my family was." It was you who taught me to find out who had a girl my age in the three families that were wiped out thirteen years ago. I went to check, and I also found out, it turns out that my name is Li Ling'er, my father, and he is a general under the account of the former grandfather...

"I dare to face my dead family, why don't you dare to face your living family?"

"Wrong... You're wrong," shouted the old fish, beating his chest.

(To be continued.) )