Qing'e didn't talk to Zhao Qi much in the first three days of the year, and the more Zhao Qi thought about it, the more angry he became, and the two started a cold war.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Qing'e got up early to come back from the market, and saw Zhao Qi sneaking back in the dark right now, intentionally or unintentionally loosening the neckline, so that Qing'e could see the lip marks on his neck.

Qing'e didn't mind at all, but felt that the way he pouted and turned things was ridiculous, and walked forward and asked, "What are you looking for?" ”

Zhao Qi didn't look back, his head was down, and he seemed to hold his breath when he spoke, "What about the jade pendant that the young master gave me?" ”

Qing'e took a step back quietly, clasping her hands on her chest, "Didn't you give it to me?" What do you want that jade for? ”

"Lao Tzu has no money, so I will spend a few dollars instead." Zhao Qi threw away the contents of the box and turned to look at her, "Did you hide it on your body?" Give it to me, and it will be redeemed in two days. ”

Qing'e covered her waist and walked out, "Don't you think about it, I have been wearing this jade pendant for a few days, and it has long been mine, how much money are you missing, and you still have the idea of this jade." Brother Qi, you borrowed money to gamble, didn't you? ”

If this is the case, the situation will be serious, this has always been Qing'e's last bottom line, and Zhao Qi has never violated it.

Zhao Qi said categorically: "No, I won't borrow money to gamble, and my family is not out of money." ”

There is money at home, but Qing'e is also in charge, she raised her chin thoughtfully, "You want money to get it from the counter, don't move this jade idea." ”

After hearing this, Zhao Qi also saved himself from taking the jade, and went straight to the counter, and was looting on a large scale, just at this time Wang Ban came to the wine shop with a few copper plates, and the two took a photo and said good New Year to each other.

"It's rare to see Brother Zhao, you are in the wine shop." Wang Ban smiled and put the copper coin on the table, "I want two taels of Luo Fuchun." With a smile, he smiled and saw a few beautiful red marks on Zhao Qi's neck, and he restrained his smile, and he couldn't help but secretly reverie in his heart.

Is this to tell the young master? Or don't tell?

After thinking about it, what is there to tell, what do the husband and wife do at night, but they don't say it, the young master also knows it in his heart, if he really cares about this, he would have cut off contact with Qing'e a long time ago.

It's just that Miss Qing'e didn't do enough to be authentic, and said that she would talk to the young master in the future, how could she still make Zhao Qi into this speckled virtue.

Zhao Qi was in a hurry to leave, chattered a few words, and by the way, he also pulled the money into his pocket, and shouted in the backyard, "Two or two Luo Fuchun, I'm leaving, you say hello." Then he walked out into the street with a heavy copper coin.

Qing'e lifted the curtain and walked out, and saw Wang Ban wearing a mink hat, and said with a smile: "Happy New Year, Brother Wang is so spirited." Is this wine eaten by yourself, or is it eaten by the young master? ”

"I'll eat." Wang Ban turned his face to look out of the door, and saw that Zhao Qi had already walked away, so he asked in a low voice, "Brother Zhao, what's wrong?" I wasn't very happy to see it. ”

"Not much, take the money to gamble."

Qing'e bent down to drink as if nothing happened, and Wang Ban glanced at it again, "That's not the direction of the gambling house, where is Brother Zhao going?" ”

"Oh, he went to the river, where there was a place to sleep and a place to gamble, and it was not as comfortable as coming home? I didn't come back last night, and I didn't have any money to come to me. Qing'e got up and sealed the wine jug and handed it back to Wang Ban, "Okay, two taels of Luo Fuchun, and I gave you an extra spoonful of brother." ”

When Wang Ban heard this, his heart turned out to be like this, and the big red spots on Zhao Qi's neck actually came from this, so he hurriedly picked up the wine jug and went back to the house to report.

Feng Juncheng was at home as usual in the fourth year of junior high school, reviewing books, and now the wind direction is still coincidental, and the sound of the small actors in the ancestral courtyard is sent into the window with the fragrance of flowers.

But before Wang Ban could wake him up, a mother-in-law in the old lady's courtyard came to invite him, asking him to take a break and go to have a cup of refreshments.

Feng Juncheng rushed over and saw Aunt Bai standing beside the old lady with a red face, and the old lady slapped her back vest while talking to her softly, very warmly.

Mrs. Dong sat silently on the other side, sipping tea, and when she saw Feng Juncheng coming, she immediately smiled and raised her hand to greet him, "Come on, your Aunt Bai has something to say to you." ”

Feng Juncheng's eyes were happy, and he came to Aunt Bai's side, but Aunt Bai showed a gloomy face and did not say anything directly.

The old lady smiled and said, "Juncheng, you came just in time, I was telling your aunt to ask her to ask you for a gadget, put it in the house, and press it under the pillow." ”

He is a lifter, and then he has to be a jinshi, and at this time he asks for an item, what can he beg for, and naturally want to be blessed with children and grandchildren.

Feng Juncheng looked at Aunt Bai's flat belly in surprise, "Auntie, do you have something good on you?" ”

Aunt Bai smiled at him and bowed.

The old lady said: "She has been hiding from us for two months, and she is afraid that she will not be able to do it accurately when the days are small, so she will not say it until now." ”

"yes." Mrs. Dong also smiled and said, "Tell me earlier, I should send someone to arrange it earlier, your meals and daily life can't be the same as usual, my mother-in-law in my room has served me twice for confinement, so I asked her to serve in your courtyard during this time." ”

The old lady pulled Feng Juncheng's wrist and patted it in her hand, "Juncheng, do you want Aunt Bai to give you a brother or a sister?" ”

Feng Juncheng smiled, "My younger brothers and sisters are good, I teach them to read and write." Auntie, you wait, I'll ask someone to send a set of my study four treasures to your house later. ”

After the play was over, Mrs. Dong returned to the courtyard and sat down on the collapse, obviously just sitting and watching a play, but she was very tired. The mother-in-law on the side lit the charcoal basin, and then came up with her clean hands, and took a jade hammer to knock her legs.

Hearing Mrs. Dong sigh twice, the mother-in-law asked softly in her hand and in a low voice, "Mrs. is worried?" ”

Mrs. Dong is not a bad person, and said lightly: "She is three months pregnant, I don't have to worry about it, it's just a girl, if it's a boy, in the future, our Feng family will not have more masters, although it is a concubine, but it is also the son of the master, it is impossible to say that Juncheng will not be affected at all." ”

"Our young master is the son of a long house, and she will have a great future as an official in the future, even if she gives birth to a young master, she is also a milk doll that has not dried up, why should you worry, wife."

Dong rubbed the back of his cold hand, his eyes fluttered and looked at the crackling charcoal basin, not feeling warm at all.

"That's what you say...... But it's hard for me not to worry. ”

She is the mother of the house, and she is also a woman who longs for her husband's love, the old man and Aunt Bai have a child, but she lives as if she is a widow, even if her mother-in-law asks her what she is worried about, she does not dare to confide in her, she only dares to say that it is for Juncheng.

It's as if as soon as she says it, her title of lady in the main room is really worthless.

Time is really fast, yesterday she was still green sideburns, she is a girl who has not left the cabinet, she is the baby in the palm of her parents, today she is gloomy, she is alone in the empty pavilion, and her surroundings are empty.

When the first child died early due to illness, she noticed that Master Feng's attitude towards herself had changed, and that change was a small thorn in her flesh, which would always help her remember it when she thought she had forgotten. But he is clearly the father of the eldest brother, why can he blame her for all this from above.

For so many years, Mrs. Dong has also peeled off this problem, because the master is a man, and a man is a family law, which is the reason.

The clouds were gloomy here, and Feng Juncheng returned to Fenglai Pavilion as if nothing had happened, and saw Wang Ban anxiously waiting outside the courtyard, looking at him with his head probed.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Ban lowered his voice, "Young master, listen to me, I went to the wine shop to see Sister-in-law Zhao, and saw Zhao Qi's red scar, and asked Sister-in-law for money." Don't blacken your face first, I'll find out when I ask......"

The two whispered for a while, and Feng Juncheng's face became darker and darker the more he listened. Zhao Qi actually intensified, not only gambling, but also a prostitute, and used the money earned by Qing'e to sell wine in the courtyard during the Chinese New Year.

He knew that Qing'e must be alone in the shop at this time, but he was not in a hurry to see her, but instead sent someone to the river to inquire about Zhao Qi's movements in the past few days.

After a check, I learned that he went home to get money this time to repay a gambling debt, although Zhao Qi is fond of gambling money, but rarely owes foreign debts, this time I don't know what stimulus, I don't know what to do, I don't go home after losing the gambling, I went straight to the gang entrenched by the river to borrow twenty taels, and when the debt was repaid, it jumped into forty taels.

Zhao Qi wanted to fight with others, but he was weak, so he had to suffer this loss. But the money he got home was not enough to pay it back, so he still owed twenty-five taels.

When Feng Juncheng learned of this, his first thought was to ask Wang Ban to take the money to pay off Zhao Qi's debts, worried that he would hollow out Qing'e's hard-won family foundation. Although the second thought was fleeting, it really made him stunned, and then he changed his opinion of himself—

He wanted to get a sum of money in exchange for Zhao Qi's divorce.

This idea is also a seed, and in this case, it may sprout in some humid day.

In a blink of an eye, I came to the day of Shangyuan.

The fire trees and silver flowers in the sky, shattering the excitement of the moon, the spark lanterns on the ground, the artists wear noodles, throw off their arms, step on the high and wave the torches and colorful silk in their hands, sing and dance against the sky, and the posture is like the gods descending to earth, wandering the streets.

Qing'e intends to have a cold war with Zhao Qi, so that she can go out today to meet the little master privately.

Zhao Qi really didn't come back, she closed the door early, picked and chose in the house, changed into ayaluo's clothes, and deliberately wore a begonia red skirt, dressed like a girl who had not left the cabinet.

Then again, she was originally a girl's family.

Qing'e dismantled the woman's bun and completely left those miscellaneous identities behind. Tonight, she's just herself.

Walking on the street, the opera "Fairy Gu Sends a Child" was in full swing, and everywhere he went, people were full of voices, rubbing shoulders.

Qing'e mixed with the crowd, and some of them were thieves, so they turned their backs and went, not looking at the excitement on the street, but picking and picking at the mask stalls.

"The little lady likes this or not, she painted the Dragon Girl, the seventh daughter of the Dragon King." The vendor picked up a mask and handed it to Qing'e.

Qing'e took it and felt that this 'Dragon Girl' was indeed the most beautiful one in this pile of masks, so she gestured in front of her face and asked, "Do I look good when I wear this?" ”

The peddler laughed and said: "Oh, I can't lie, no matter how good-looking this dragon girl is, it is also fake in the drama and the book, far less than half a point of the little lady." ”

Qing'e liked him to say this, and smiled and took out the money, "Okay, I want this dragon girl, how much is it?" ”

Without waiting for the vendor to answer, a hand came in from his side, pointing to another mask, "Then I want Han Xiangzi next to the dragon girl." ”

The hand has long and thin knuckles, with blue veins, and the cuffs are doped with gold threads.

Qing'e looked at him happily, only to see Feng Juncheng with a smile on his lips, his chest rising and falling, accompanied by breathing, it seemed that he trotted a few steps in order to go to the appointment on time.

The peddler said to Feng Juncheng with great disdain: "One is three cents, two are considered petty officials, you are cheap, and you will only be charged five cents." ”

"That's what I want."

Feng Juncheng happily handed over the money, "led" the dragon girl Han Xiangzi with one hand, and Qing'e with the other, and took her into the crowd.

"I told you to wait for a long time, and before going out, I asked my ancestor for good night, but I delayed."

"There are many people in your family, and there are many rules, and it is more difficult for you to come out than me."

Qing'e was so nervous that her palms were sweaty, and the backs of her hands were damp for some reason, she raised her eyes to look at Feng Juncheng, and saw that the roots of his ears were red, and she knew that his palms were also sweating.

She called "Young Master", and he also called "Qing'e" at the same time.

"You speak first." "Let's talk first."

Feng Juncheng looked at her with a smile and said, "You look so good dressed tonight." ”

Qing'e's cheeks were dyed with red clouds, but fortunately, the lights were busy, and her face had already been reflected with joy, "Put it on quickly, don't let people recognize it." ”

The two put on their masks and looked at each other hand in hand without any scruples.

"Follow me." Qing'e picked him up and ran towards the most lively and interesting riverbank lanterns.