Before entering the door, out of politeness, Lord Jia Jia coughed lightly.

"Uncle!"

Xiao Qiao Nizi Qiu Tao came out of the house with a bucket of water and bowed her head, not daring to look up at Lord Jia Jia.

"Hmm."

Jia Liu is friendly, and he thinks that this autumn peach looks very energetic, so he turned around and asked if he liked it, and if he wanted it, he would give this girl to Zhuzhu as his daughter-in-law.

Stepping into the house, Chen Mashi, the surviving member of the Eight Banners, had just finished washing up and was cleaning up the bed.

Seeing the new husband Amma found for herself enter the house, he hesitated and stepped forward to greet him in a low voice, and called softly: "Husband." ”

"Hmm."

The surviving person in white will have a heart of pity when he sees it, and Lord Jia Jia has a heart of great love.

For the sake of the old man who was so willing to give up his book, Lord Jia Jia gently held the hand of his daughter, and asked softly, "Are you tired?" ”

Haruka shook her head, not trying to withdraw her hand.

"Sit down and talk."

Jia Liu, as a husband, must be more active, and immediately pulled the surviving person to the bedside, sat down, and then asked Chunhua what happened to her last marriage history.

It's a sad story.

The story has to start from the night of lightning and thunder in Jingshi nineteen years ago, Guarjiabo drank too much and hugged the maid...

“.... After my mother had me, Ama didn't dare to disobey her mother's wishes, so she asked my mother to take me to live in the outer city, as long as Ama was in Beijing, she would come to us every month..."

Jia Liu nodded slightly, although the old man is a strict wife and is afraid of the eldest wife from the Fucha family, he is actually very good to Chunhua's mother and daughter, otherwise he would not have set up a set for himself, a first-class outstanding talent in the Qing Dynasty, for the happiness of his daughter, and gave him a house and money.

Of course, in addition to knowing that he Jia Jia Shikai has a first-class character, he also knows that he Jia Jia Shikai is like the eighth king in the pool, as long as he does not die, he will one day be ten thousand years.

“... After Ama came to Sichuan, my mother saw that I was older, so she asked a matchmaker to talk about the matchmaker and promised me to the Chen family of the Han Army Zhengbai Banner, but after I got married, I learned that my Langjun was not in good health when he was young, and his body was very weak..."

Hearing this, Jia Liu's heart jumped, and his hands tightened: "So, you have never had a room with him?" ”

Chunhua was stunned, thinking about the things that her husband asked the slave to ask Qiu Tao before, knowing that this husband had some trouble with her in the past, and it was even more difficult to hide it.

confessed that she had sex with the young master of the Chen family, but the young master of the Chen family died of illness less than three months after getting married.

"His family said it was me... I said that I made him tired to death without knowing moderation... My mother was so angry that she took me home..."

When Chunhua said this, although she blushed a little, she still spoke generously and bluntly, unlike the girl who had not come out of the cabinet to answer shyly.

Jia Liu didn't believe that women could still make men tired to death, so he shook his head and asked, "Do you know about this matter?" ”

"My mother didn't dare to tell him, but later I received a letter from Ama asking me to come to Sichuan to get married, and I couldn't hide it, so I wrote back to Ama and told me about it..."

Speaking of this, Chunhua looked at her new husband cautiously, "Don't blame Amma, he really didn't know at first. ”

"How can I blame Amma, the so-called thousand-mile marriage is a thread, you and I can be in the same house here, and it is also a blessing from the previous life..."

Jia Liu is really relieved, and he can't give birth to half of his resentment towards his father-in-law.

Looking at the lovely spring flowers dressed in white, the pity in his heart was even stronger, and he raised his hand to gently caress her, a little puzzled: "You have been driven out of their family, why do you still have to wear filial piety for him?" ”

"It's always a husband and wife, I was going to keep it for him for three years, but I don't know Amata..."

Chunhua had tears in her eyes, it seemed that her husband, who died of illness less than three months after marriage, should have been very good to her during his lifetime.

Seeing this, Jia Liu couldn't help but feel even more pity, and said to Chunhua that if she really wanted to keep the festival for her dead husband for three years, he would not be strong.

"Being affectionate and righteous is not a bad thing,"

As he was talking, Qiu Tao's voice came from outside: "Miss, uncle." ”

Chunhua hurriedly looked at the door: "Come in." ”

"Yes."

After entering the house, Qiu Tao hung her head and put a gong bucket with the word "happy" under the bed. In addition, some peanuts and sweet dates were placed on the table, and then a basin of hot water and two new towels were placed on the stool next to the bed.

"Miss, uncle, it's not early, let's rest early."

After doing what she had to do, Qiu Tao slowly withdrew from the house, and the atmosphere in the house suddenly changed greatly.

The red candle made Chunhua's face look even hotter.

Jia Liu was about to speak, but Chunhua gently withdrew her hand and then untied her clothes.

As the white clothes fell, Jia Liu's eyes were greeted by a pair of round and jade shoulders, which were neither thin and boneless, nor fat and fleshy, but so white and tender.

Although Chunhua's undressing action was very slow, there were a few pieces of clothes, and soon, the surviving people were unclothed, bowing their heads and burrowing into the quilt without saying a word.

His eyes were closed, and he looked like he was tasting it.

Jia Liu was stunned for a moment, and also began to undress.

Silence at this time is better than sound.

Words pale compared to actions.

In the bed, men and women snuggled.

As the president said, those who have come here do not need to bother, and everything has already been adapted.

Under the red candle and on the new bed, men and women linger like two big insects.

"Whew!"

After letting out a long breath and sticking his head out of the quilt, Jia Liu slowly calmed down his rapid heartbeat.

There is still warmth spreading throughout the body.

After wiping her husband with a towel, Chunhua leaned on the bed with one hand on her chin, and looked at the man Amma had found for herself motionlessly.

She made her heart out.

Jia Liu smiled, and he also expressed his intentions.

"From now on, this will be your home, and it will also be my home."

While gently stroking the spring flowers, Jia Liu's eyes fell on the burning red candle.

With the jump of the candle flame, his thoughts drifted away little by little, and his expression became a little frozen.

He was deep in thought.

Begin to meditate like a saint.

What I think about is not the spring in this house, nor the surviving people around me, but the far north, the fate of the Qing Dynasty.

When his gaze was drawn from Jingshi, which was thousands of miles away, to Jinchuan, which was close at hand, Lord Jia Jia saw that everything was full of vitality, everything was competing, it was white-hot, it was burning, it was smoking.

The great cause of progress together cannot be fast, nor can it be delayed.

Be just right.

What's just right?

Just as he was thinking, there was a "bang" knock on the door outside the house, it was Yang Zhi.

"Young master, young master, something is wrong, something is wrong!"

The bolt sound was urgent.

Jia Liuda was furious, this kid didn't know if the young master was spending candles in the cave room, what kind of mess was he making.

"Young master, Jinchuan is urgent, Ah Gui is defeated, call our cannon, ah, no, call the thief's cannon!"

The sound of the bolt pillar was like magic that made the young master in the house jump up with his bare buttocks, and rushed to the door without even wearing shoes, opened the door of the house and pressed the bolt on his shoulders, shook it violently, and shouted: "You mean Ah Gui is fighting!" ”

"It's hit! Hit! ”

The bolt pillar was shaken dizzy by the young master.

"Just right, just right!"

Jia Liu was overjoyed, "Daqing is saved!" ”

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