Before He Tianze was discharged from the army, he had been living in the army, and Hua Mo did not date him many times. So that forehead kiss left a very deep impression on her.

At that time, the two had just established their relationship. Once, after dinner, he sent her downstairs, and had already said goodbye to each other, but she was stopped when she was about to leave.

"You...... Did you go back like that? He didn't do anything else, just looked at her steadily. He had never been in a relationship before, he didn't know how to grasp the size, he was worried about offense, but he was reluctant to let her go, so he gave her the initiative.

“…… Well? She turned to see him standing still, pondering for a few seconds.

She understood what he meant.

Huamo hesitated for a moment, in fact, they also naturally developed to the step of holding hands, but after all......

Forget it, she didn't think much about it, took a deep breath, and took the initiative to reach out and wrap her arms around his waist. She had been in love, he hadn't, but as a girl, she could only do it to this extent.

But she didn't expect that she was immediately hugged by her backhand, and then a dragonfly kiss fell on her forehead.

She froze.

No one had ever kissed her on the forehead like this.

She remembered the princess in the fairy tale.

Before going to sleep, the king and queen sat together on the edge of the bed and told stories to the princess, and when the princess fell asleep, they would take turns kissing the princess on the forehead for a goodnight kiss. When the princess is in danger, after the prince comes out to save the princess, they hug each other, and the prince will kiss the princess deeply on the center of the eyebrows comfortingly, and finally the curtain will be happy.

If this doll kiss set by the elders made her feel that she was really loved and cherished at any moment, then it was now under this starry night.

For the first time, she felt that she could also be a princess who was cherished by others in the palm of her hand.

A light kiss without any lust, he lingers, but he also stops: "Good night." ”

She didn't let go, and the two hugged for a long, long time.

Only He Tianze has ever kissed her like this.

Memories are flooding and tears are flooding.

"Who the hell are you?" She choked up and asked the person in front of her, "Are you He Tianze, you are him, right?" ”

His gray eyes froze, he raised his sleeve to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, the movements of his hands were extremely gentle, but cold words came out of his lips: "Who is He Tianze?" Could it be that the lady is good-looking? ”

"Madame is with me, why do you mention the names of other men?"

"Madame is always used to eating from the bowl and thinking about the pot?"

She was stunned and stared into his eyes: "Are you really not?" "She wants to see through his soul and catch his flaws.

He sneered: "Madame, if you miss your old lover so much, your husband can help you find him." ”

"Get out!" She picked up the hourglass and stormed the door, and he stopped her.

It would be nice if the crossing just now would have given her enough time to find the evidence, but unfortunately at the last moment, the dead child was just hiding under the covers, saying a string of inexplicable and wonderful numbers, and she couldn't even hear clearly.

She admits that she has fantasies about this face, about Sanshui telling about He Qingxian's past, and about the forehead kiss that happens to be the same. But his outright denial, his mockery and sarcasm, trampled on the little hope she had finally rekindled.

At the moment, she really didn't have full confidence to be sure that He Qingxian was He Tianze.

He didn't chase after her, staring at her departing back, leaning down to pick up what had fallen from her.

Book?

Flipping through a few pages, he smiled.

In the following week, the guys of Longen Rice were discussing a matter before and after dinner.

"It's been the eighth day, and the young lady still hasn't come. What the hell do you think happened to her? ”

"I inquired, it seems to be a bitter summer, and I need to recuperate if I am not well."

"Bitter summer? Isn't that nausea and nausea? Are you pregnant? ”

"Wouldn't it? I heard that Uncle Cai gave the young lady a look, and the young lady didn't come to the store when she was angry...... Ouch hurts! ”

"Stinky boy, what are you talking nonsense!" Uncle Cai rewarded the long-tongued man with a chestnut. Don't think that he is old and has bad ears, he just overheard it clearly from behind the door, "When did I show her face?" "What kind of bitter summer is it, it sounds like it's just an excuse for passive slacking, not doing serious things, and busy with messy chores all day long.

"Lao Cai, you didn't smile at the young lady that day, you had a straight face, and you said that you didn't show people a face?" Uncle Fan didn't have time to untie his apron, so he couldn't help but come out of the kitchen and say a fair word, "In my opinion, you can come to the house with me tomorrow, and the young master asked me to tell the young lady about the production of konjac rice, and we can also visit her by the way." ”

"I'm going to go, you're going." Uncle Cai glanced at his eight characters and said disdainfully, "No matter how you say that we are also elders, although she is a young lady, I think she still has shortcomings." To put it bluntly, he is not quite convinced by this milky little girl.

Uncle Fan clasped his hands helplessly: "You...... Alas, that's it! "What an old stubborn stone who doesn't listen to persuasion!

The next day.

Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock

"Who?"

"Young lady. Uncle Fan came and said that he would discuss with you about the production of new rice. ”

"Oh, let him in."

Xiaolan pushed open the door and saw that her young lady was burying her head in the pile of wood again, and glanced at Uncle Fan worriedly and shook her head.

After returning to the room from the study that day, the young lady still said that she was restless, her chest was tight, and she was short of breath, and the doctor she asked said that it was a bitter summer, and it was not suitable to overwork and go to a crowded place.

As a result, during this time, almost all of their young ladies were not out of the door, and they were not in a state of stepping out of the second door. The old lady asked someone to bring it to the room to eat. Jue, the young master said that in order to avoid the air from being turbid and aggravating the young lady's discomfort, he temporarily moved to another room to sleep by himself.

After greeting her in-laws every day, the young lady goes back to the room to play with the wooden toys given by the fans, catches crickets in the garden with Azhu at night, and occasionally moves a small stool to watch the stars at the door of the room in the middle of the night.

And the young master only conveyed to them every day without a word, preparing some ice drinks and fruits for the young lady to cool off, but he never saw him enter the young lady's room again. provoked their group of maids to gossip, did the young master and the young lady quarrel?

Hua Mo saw that there was no movement behind her for a while, and turned her head to see an old man and a young man looking at her worriedly.

What's the situation? It's weird, isn't it?

She put away the building blocks on the table and beckoned: "That, Uncle Fan, come and sit." Xiaolan, go and bring two bowls of mung bean soup in. ”

"Yes."

"Huh." Uncle Fan hurriedly went over and put the wooden box on the table, and anxiously persuaded, "Young lady, don't take that old fortune's words to heart. He's just like that, his temper is as hard and smelly as a stinky stone, don't be like him. ”

"Flutter." It seems that Uncle Fan misunderstood, thinking that she was unhappy because of Uncle Cai, she waved her hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine." By the way, how is konjac rice progressing? ”

Uncle Fan patted his head before he remembered what was going on! He opened the lid and there were two layers inside, one for raw rice and one for cooked rice.

"Try it to see if it's something you've tasted before? I've studied it with my brothers, and this konjac rice can't be stored for a long time. If it is ready to be made and sent to the palace, it is best to eat it within half a month. ”

She grabbed a handful and spread it in the palm of her hand, scooped up half a spoonful of rice and put it in her mouth, hmm...... The taste is very close to what she had bought at the supermarket before.

"What about the guys who asked Uncle Li to arrange last time? Have you started eating this rice? ”

"Not yet, the young master said that he would wait for you to go back and arrange it."

"Ahem." She choked on her trachea, "Wait, wait for me?" ”

"Yes, the young master said that he doesn't understand, everything is waiting for you to go back and command."

"......" is a really good wishful thinking. Avoid her for a few days with a sense of humor, let her calm and calm herself, and then openly borrow someone else to force her to end the rotten ostrich mode?

Unless she becomes a rebellious wife who escapes marriage again, or simply becomes a crazy woman, she has to continue to play a good daughter-in-law, a good wife, and a good boss.

"Young lady, the chilled mung bean soup is here." Xiaolan entered the room with a wooden plate, and there was a small booklet on it, "The young master asked me to give you this little book, saying that there are many postures in it, let you learn it." ”

"Poof—"What?" What a wolf's words!

Xiaolan hurriedly handed over the handkerchief: "Young lady, are you okay?" Isn't it too stuffy and wants to throw up? ”

"Ahem, no, it's fine." She blushed and glanced at the cover.

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It's not the spring palace picture she thought it was.

"The young master said that you were in the study last time, and he helped you put it away."

“…… Yes. "It can only be said that the props randomly dropped by the system are really becoming more and more casual.

Uncle Fan took a sip of the soup and didn't forget to bring the topic back on track: "Young lady, then take a look...... Would you like to go back to the store tomorrow? Everyone is waiting for your orders. "That's what he's doing today!

“…… I'll think about it. ”

The next afternoon.

While cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Xiaolan peeked at the flower lying on the bed after eating and drinking, looking at a certain flower that was brewing sleepiness in the book, and said cautiously: "Young lady, do you want to go back to the rice shop today?" ”

A certain flower comfortably crossed Erlang's legs, leisurely turned a page of the book, and threw out the word lazy: "Don't go back." "In the face of someone, she is not mentally prepared, so as not to lose face in front of everyone.

Xiaolan said in embarrassment: "But didn't you promise Uncle Fan yesterday that he would consider it?" ”

Flipped another page of the book: "Yes, the meaning of thinking is that I will talk about it later." "Well, that's how she understood, and that's fine.

"But without saying a word, the young master is going to run errands outside the city this afternoon, don't you really go back to the rice shop to do some work?" Xiaolan very much hopes that her master is a career-oriented strong woman, even if she has a conflict with her husband, don't delay business, the clear distinction between public and private is the key to success!

Someone's not there? Then she'll be in for it.

"Now help me wash up."