Fu Li looked at Wen Mianmian with great interest, there are chrysanthemum essences, rat essences, snake spirits, fox spirits, etc., but they are the same, and the goblins are all scholars.

"Could it be that the scholars are more stupid?"

Fu Lile said uncontrollably: "It's a scholar's skin that looks good, and he can make sour poems to attract girls, doesn't it mean that the righteous are more dog slaughterers, and the ungrateful are more readers?" ”

Wen Mianmian put down the notebook, "Second cousin definitely doesn't like to study, right?" ”

"No, your second cousin likes to study."

Fu Qian on the side said quietly, "I have seen a basket of all kinds of interesting stories. ”

Fu Li laughed dryly, turned his head to meet Fu Qian, who was not good-looking, and explained: "Brother, you study well, but you must not be ungrateful, I am not talking about you." ”

Fu Rou lowered her head and smiled, and said faintly: "Then you can't catch the scholar and make a fuss, right?" ”

A flash of inspiration suddenly occurred in my mind, if a small piece of the newspaper was opened to serialize this kind of little story, it would definitely attract people's attention, right?

"Second cousin, do you have a longer notebook?"

"Long?" Fu Li took out the bottom book, "This is, let me tell you, this is the most satisfying thing I have written, and the plot is very rich." ”

I took it and looked at it twice, "Take it back for me?" ”

"Cheng, if you like me, I'll get you two more copies."

It's just a bosom friend, and the smug gaze swept over Fu Qian and Fu Rou's faces, and the gaze seemed to say: See, someone likes to read the book I wrote.

Fu Rou shook her head helplessly, took Wen Mianmian's hand and got up, "Let's go, go to my yard to talk." ”

"Hey, you can't dominate my sister like this, I still have to talk to my sister."

Wen Yiqing stretched out his hand and pulled Fu Li's sleeve, and opened his mouth with a blank eye, "Second cousin, and me, I also like obedient books, I like fox spirits." ”

Fu Li's eyes lit up, and he sat down again and picked up the notebook, "Come on, come on, let the second cousin tell you a good story, this fox spirit is very beautiful..."

Fu Qian shook his head helplessly, sat aside and drank tea, listening to Fu Li's babbling poisoning his ears.

Fu Rou's bedroom is simple and refreshing, and there is a vase painted with plum blossoms and magpies on the long table in front of the window, with a few flowers in it, which looks good in the sun.

"Come, tea."

Fu Rou held the pot, her movements were very elegant, the tea was tinkling, the water droplets were slightly splashing, Wen Mianmian admired it carefully, and felt that her cousin was very beautiful with a smile and a smile.

"Cousin, you look good."

Fu Rou was slightly stunned, the roots of her ears were slightly red, and the corners of her mouth smiled slightly, "Mianmian is also good-looking." ”

Pushing the teacup in front of her, he asked with some concern: "As soon as I came back, I heard that you were going to get married in August, but you haven't even been able to get married, how can you get sick?" ”

Wen Mianmian picked up the teacup elegantly and said with a smile: "People have good fortune and misfortune, as for me getting married, it may be the fate of heaven, I think it's very good." ”

"The king of Annan is good-looking, and the house is rich and noble, the key is that it is separated by a wall from my house, and I will go back to my mother's house and go out and lift my feet, and there is no such a good choice."

Fu Rou put down the teacup and stepped forward slightly, "My cousin-in-law is really that good?" ”

Wen Mianmian nodded again and again, thinking about the embarrassment of not being able to find a boyfriend before, but now this kind of bag distribution is so good that it can't be done, and you don't have to worry about anything.

Seeing this, Fu Rou didn't continue, and talked about interesting things about Xiangzhou.

Mrs. Fu in the front yard was also talking to Mrs. Wen here, and Mrs. Fu said worriedly, "Then the king of Annan is sixteen or seventeen, is there a concubine in the house?" ”

"This Mian Mian has not yet reached the end, and I can't round the house, what should I do if I am bullied in the future?"

For her worries, Mrs. Wen smiled, the Fu family had been away from Beijing for a few years and didn't know about the situation in Kyoto, so she lowered her voice and said, "As long as her father doesn't fall, it is unlikely that such a thing as being bullied will happen." ”

"And Mianmian is not something that can be bullied."

Mrs. Fu wanted to speak and stopped, goodbye this time, Wen Mianmian's personality has changed greatly, how can these two sisters have changed, so Wen Mian really has such a lot of power?

Fu Youxian didn't come back until noon, and Wen Mianmian, who was still talking to Fu Rou in the room, stood up happily, "Uncle is back." ”

"I'm going to say hello to my uncle."

Fu Rou got up and led her, "I'll take you there." ”

In the front yard, a warm and touching picture of brothers and sisters meeting each other is being staged, of course, it is Mrs. Wen who is crying, with a happy smile on her face but tears can't stop flowing, and Fu Youxian, who is nearly forty years old, is full of emotion, "You have worked hard all these years." ”

With just such words, Mrs. Wen began to cry again.

She was widowed, and the eldest brother was afraid that their mother and son would be bullied, and they took her back regardless of the outside discussions;

My sister died of illness, and before she died, she arranged for the rest of her life, making her the wife of General Wensheng as a widow...

In this world, no one has ever been so good to her.

pressed his eyes and said with a smile: "I haven't seen my eldest brother for many years, and I don't know what to say when I'm happy, so I cried with a clean heart." ”

"How is my eldest brother good in the past few years?"

Fu Youxian sat down, "Everything is fine, but you, how are you in the Wen family?" ”

"Okay, all right."

As he was talking, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Fu Qian arrived with his younger brothers and sisters.

"Uncle, we're here~"

As soon as he entered the door, Wen Mianmian greeted him, and pulled Wen Yiqing forward to give Fu You a salute, "I've seen my uncle, my uncle is fine." ”

"Okay, okay." Fu Youxian looked the two sisters and brothers up and down, full of appreciation, "They have grown so big, good, good."

Fu Youxian is nearly forty years old, wearing a lake-blue robe, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a dignified appearance, looking at Wen Mianmian's sister and brother, the expressions of the two sisters and brothers are a little happy and elegant, and Fu Qian is at least five or six points similar, while Fu Li is more Xiao's mother.

"Mianmian has grown into a big girl."

Thinking of the eldest sister who died early, Fu Youxian was very embarrassed and couldn't help but recall when the eldest sister was still there.

"When you were naughty when you were a child, I thought that as you got older, you would become a quiet girl like your mother, but who knew that it was getting more and more naughty."

"Are you still so skinny?"

Thinking that this girl is like a little hedgehog after losing her mother, she will stab anyone when she sees her, but now she looks at it again, she is much more well-behaved, and she looks more and more like her deceased mother.

"Uncle, I'm good now, I'm not skinny at all." Wen Mianmian's smiling eyebrows were crooked, and he held Mrs. Wen's arm affectionately, "If Uncle doesn't believe it, you can ask Mother." ”

Mrs. Wen smiled and hurriedly testified to her, "Yes, Mianmian is now well-behaved and sensible, which is rare." ”

"I testify too." Wen Yiqing jumped up and said urgently, "Sister is the best." ”

Wen Mianmian raised her head proudly, look, how good her popularity is!

Seeing this, Fu Youxian and Mrs. Fu both laughed, and Fu Qian's brothers and sisters also laughed, and the originally unfamiliar atmosphere in the room was washed away, and they were happy.