If that Fang Zilan is really that good, why hasn't she appeared at this time?

She can wear this dress, could it be that Fang Zilan is as tall as her?

Is it good-looking? But look at their kids just now, huh...... I can't compliment it......

"Hehe......" Showa covered his mouth and laughed: "How come, these clothes are prepared for the students of Zilan Sect, many of them have no parents, I will make clothes for them when I have nothing to do." ”

"And what about your husband?"

As soon as Chu Jiujiu's voice fell, he realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Showa's rough hands were stunned, her eyes lost their brilliance, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes became deeper and deeper, and her tone was sad: "He, he is seeking injustice for others, and he was ...... by the official of Pingyang City on the spot Fa-rectification. ”

Showa's eyes were red, tears were rolling, and finally he couldn't help but fall.

Bean-sized tears fell to the ground along the ravine, and the unfocused red eyes made Chu Jiujiu's heart tighten.

Tingling slightly.

"I'm sorry." Chu Jiujiu took out a brocade from his waist and handed it to Showa.

You shouldn't ask.

"I don't blame you, girl." Showa wiped his tears, stretched out his hand and patted Chu Jiuyue's hand, "The girl's hand is very delicate, she is a girl from a big family when she touches it, does the girl know the Li family in Yong'an City?" ”

"I haven't heard of it." Chu Jiujiu shook his head, "I'm from out of town, and I don't know much about Yong'an City, but what's the matter?" ”

In this Yong'an City, she only knows that the Regent's Mansion is in the east, and the Yong'an Hou's Mansion is in the south.

But looking at Showa's concern, something important must have happened.

"That's right." Showa pondered for a moment, and then said, "Can that girl help me take a look at the second miss of the Li family?" See how she looks? How is it to be a person? My eyes are out of sight, and I just want to know what my future daughter-in-law will look like. ”

Showa looked at Chu Jiujiu longingly.

She frowned: "Your son has treated you like that, what do you care about him?" ”

Chu Jiujiu thought of the appearance of the man just now, and was a little angry.

Showa's hands are still red and swollen.

If this kind of son were her, he would be dead.

"Girl." Showa said bitterly: "Zizheng, he has lost his father since he was three years old, I owe him, he has seen Ruyilou's mother come to see me, I can't get rid of the identity of the Qinglou woman in my life, I chose the closest place to the shore and bought this house with all my savings, just to escape the gossip of the streets." ”

"This child has been scolded by pointing his nose since he was a child, so he hates me, as a mother, I am willing to be his stepping stone, although it is just a dirty stone, but fortunately it is hard."

Dongguan country, although it is said that women are inferior to men, but Qinglou, singers, and women in lowly status, including men, are living at the bottom.

Chu Jiujiu glanced at the picture scroll on the table, and really couldn't figure out what kind of wind and frost a proud woman had gone through to be so inferior and belittle herself.

No one can change a person's mind for a while, but Chu Jiujiu still wants to tell her: "No matter what kind of identity you are, you can't be self-deprecating, you don't steal two, you don't rob three, you don't lewd, you rely on your own ability to survive in this world, one nose and a pair of eyes, who looks down on whom?" ”

"Only I know best my own hard work, live happily and happily, why care about other people's eyes, let them say that their mouths are on them, their ears are on us, and they don't listen."

Chu Jiujiu said seriously.

As soon as the words fell, Showa's pupils shrank, revealing a rather appreciative smile.

"What's your name, girl?"

"Chu September."

Chu Jiujiu slammed it after speaking.

It's over, it's too exciting.

Said bald lips.

"Chu... Nine... Moon..."Showa repeated in a whisper, lost in thought.

It won't be that she discovered her identity as an empress, right?

This name should not be popular!

Chu Jiujiu was a little panicked, looked around and wanted to escape.

I saw Showa snorting his mouth, wanting to speak and stopping.

Chu Jiujiu's sideburns broke out in a cold sweat.

But don't make a noise, there are spies from the regent and the Marquis of Yong'an around here.

If so, how can it be explained?

Will he be killed privately by the remnants of the previous dynasty?

No way!

Chu Jiujiu had a silver needle in his hand, wanting to seal Showa's throat.

The flowers outside the window were blown by the wind and the sound was blowing, blowing the hair in her ears, a pair of deer eyes were unbearable, but the silver needles were getting closer and closer to Showa.

At a distance of a centimeter from his neck, he quickly retracted it.

I can't get my hands on it.

Run.

Swim back.

Thinking of this, Chu Jiujiu stood up without hesitation, touched the table next to him, and made a clanging sound.

Showa looked over worriedly, and although he couldn't see it, his hand still groped forward, "September, are you okay?" Why so careless? ”

Chu Jiujiu: "??? ”

Don't know?

So why did you think about it for so long?

"It's okay, I just saw that the tea was gone, and I wanted to pour another pot."

Chu Jiujiu picked up the teapot on the side and pretended to be there, and walked to the well outside the house.

It's just that the hem of the aqua blue robe was pulled by Showa.

"What kind of tea? Your thoughts just now are exactly the same as my original appearance, since you are so fateful, I have a good osmanthus brew, do you want to have a drink? I was just thinking about where I buried the wine back then, and my memory is a little poor when I get old. ”

Showa seemed to have some energy at the moment, perhaps because of what she had just said, which touched her.

"Got wine?" Chu Jiujiu's eyes lit up.

She loves to drink.

She has always been a little drunkard, and she wants to taste any kind of wine, but she has never drunk this ancient one.

It's tea every day, and she's about to vomit.

"I'll dig it."

I saw Showa walk into the courtyard, groped for a wooden shovel, digging hard in the flowers, Chu Jiujiu walked over to help dig together, about a tea time, a brown wine jar came into view.

There is a piece of red paper pasted on it, and the word morning and evening is written.

Showa smiled and put the wine on the table, the wine was a little heavy, and her thin and small body leaned forward and opened the wine stopper.

Chu Jiujiu's hands had been around Showa, for fear that she would accidentally fall.

She was so skinny that she was covered in skin and bones.

It's all protected by the wide dark red robe, otherwise it looks a little scary.

"I'll do it."

Seeing that Showa was about to pick up the wine jar and pour it into the wine jug on the side, Chu Jiujiu made the first move.

I poured a full flask of wine.

The rich aroma of wine is refreshing, especially with a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

"This wine is so good!"

Chu Jiujiu clinked glasses with Showa, first took a sip, the entrance was sweet and strong, mellow, and finally there was a rich fragrance of osmanthus between the lips and teeth, and there was no unpleasant smell of wine.

Hearing Chu Jiujiu's praise from the heart, the smile on Showa's face became even kinder, and wrinkles filled the corners of his eyes: "This wine was buried in the year I got married, and it has been thirty-five years since today." ”

"Thirty-five years!" Chu Jiujiu exclaimed.

When I drink it, I cherish it more and more, and I can't afford to waste even a drop.

"Don't look at me as a Qinglou woman, we have a rule that we must bury a jar of wine on the day of marriage, and when the husband and wife have been in love for 50 years, we can take it out and drink it, so that we can go to Huangquan together after death, and we can still be together in the next life."