Qi Yu turned his head: "What?" ”

Ji Zimo hesitated a little: "You love to be angry, if I ask, you want to answer, you don't want to answer, don't be angry again." ”

When he said this, Qi Yu was even more curious, and he didn't care about what he said about his anger: "Well, I'm not angry. ”

But he retorted in his heart: his temper is not good, but he must not be angry.

Qi Yu agreed, and Ji Zimo said boldly: "Pure curiosity, there is no other meaning, that is, I understand the body structure of men, the body structure of women, what is my brother like?" ”

"Is it the same as a man? Or is the key point completely different, or is it slightly different? ”

"That's what I saw before...... In the book, I saw that there is a kind of twin sons, who can marry or marry a wife, so the brother here only has the function of marrying and having children, is it purely impossible to let a woman get pregnant, or can't do happy things? ”

"Also, like my brother giving birth, I remember being able to feed it by himself, but my brother doesn't seem to have a baby granary, where did he feed it?"

"Does my brother react the same as a woman during pregnancy? I see you have been retching some time ago, is it a reaction in the first trimester? Anyway, it's been a month since you go, will your bamboo horse come back early? Did you write to him and say so? ”

Ji Zimo asked what was in his heart in one breath, it was really how to eat the soft rice in the back Qi Yu never said, he always had no bottom in his heart.

As soon as he looked up after speaking, the golden sunlight fell on the cold dagger, emitting a bloodthirsty light.

Si Qin just went to serve some rice cakes, and as soon as he walked to the door, he heard a bang inside, as if a round stool was rolling on the ground a few times.

Before she could push the door, the aunt in the house shouted, "Say it's okay not to be angry, what kind of knife are you holding!" ”

"If you have something to say, brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have asked you."

"I'm just pure curiosity, I really didn't mean to tease you."

"If you don't want to answer, just let me fart, murdering my husband is a crime, I will die if I die, don't put yourself in it."

"Qi Yu, Qi Yu...... O ancestors! ”

The sound of the river and the sea in the house was too loud, and Qi Qiu and Qi Si also hurriedly walked over.

Pushing open the door, he was immediately dumbfounded.

The tables and chairs in the room were all overturned, the porcelain was broken in two, and a dagger was thrown in the middle.

On the big red wedding bed, the uncle pressed the young master on it.

The uncle's knees pressed the young master's thighs and pressed the young master's hands on the top of his head.

He grabbed two wrists in one hand, tied him with his waist band in the other, and coaxed in his mouth: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, I was wrong, I was really wrong." ”

"You fight and scold, scold and scold, don't use the knife."

The two of them were disheveled, their hair was scattered and intertwined, and the overlapping figures were beautiful and wild, and the startled Siqin shook his hand holding the rice cake, and the rice cake staggered and fell to the ground.

Qi Yu was pressed and couldn't move, his eyes were red and he was about to cry, staring at Ji Zimo, eager to bite him to death.

Ji Zimo's heart trembled when he was frightened by that look, tied his hands and feet, jumped off the bed violently, stood in front of the bed, and bowed with his hands folded: "Ancestor, I won't ask you anything next time, you just treat me as a fart just now, you dissipate your anger first." ”

After saying that, he picked up the dagger in the broken porcelain, turned around and ran, like a poisonous snake and beast behind him.

Ji Zimo only loosened the tie, but the loose one seemed to have a weight of 10,000 catties, which made it difficult for Qi Yu to break free.

The frightened back was like a sharp sword piercing the heart, and warm tears flowed from the ink-like eyes, which went down the corners of the eyes into the black hair.

The sound of the wind caused the window to clang, waking up Si Qin and the others.

Several people hurriedly stepped forward and untied the waist seal on Qi Yu's wrist.

Ji Zimo's waist seal was like a point, and Qi Yu was on the bed, and now the waist seal is unsealed, as if he has untied the acupoint.

He sat up, buried his head in his knees, cried suppressed, his shoulders shrugged, like a homeless kitten in the rain, whimpering and not knowing the direction, suffering all the grievances.

Siqin Siping was so frightened that he was about to cry out in unison, they had served the young master for so many years, where had they ever seen him so wronged.

Even when Dong Hanyu happened, he only secretly lost his mind, and cried behind his back, and he was sad for no one.

Now I don't know when it happened with my uncle, and I can't even bear it.

Ji Zimo ran out of Qi's house in one go, remorseful and longed to hit his head on the wall, knowing that Qi Yu loved to be angry and couldn't joke, why did he still ask him these words on a whim.

He was frozen all night yesterday, and he didn't even take his cloak when he ran out today, and his head was even more dizzy from the cold.

But they all moved the knife of popularity, and it is not good to go elsewhere, otherwise the crime will be increased.

The gatehouse was narrow, Ji Zimo sat on the ground and roasted the fire, from the early morning sun to the snow.

There was already snow on the ground, Ji Zimo picked up sweet potatoes in a charcoal pot, and he asked six times a day if anyone came out to look for him, and the answer was no.

In the end, I felt bored, so I simply stopped asking, thinking about where to sleep tonight.

The Dark Mirror Courtyard may not be able to go back.

The gatekeeper is called Lao Liu, who is more than 50 years old this year, and his back has been bent.

It was already dark, he closed the door of the house, walked in with a pot of wine, and said with a smile: "Uncle, I just went to the street to get a pot of wine, Uncle tasted it?" ”

Ji Zimo sat down on the side, took another futon and put it aside: "Okay, I made your young master angry, I didn't bring anything when I came out, come to you to avoid the limelight, and when your young master is angry, I will invite you to drink in a few days." ”

Lao Liu warmed the wine, and the two of them chatted while drinking.

Lao Liu remembered his identity, sat in one place and was always restrained, Ji Zimo took the initiative to find some topics and asked him how his family was doing, how his children and grandchildren were.

Speaking of these, Lao Liu kept talking, and his restraint dispersed.

When I first said it, I was afraid that my uncle would be annoyed, but when I saw that he was always listening with a smile on his face, I was relieved.

Ji Zimo looked at the snow outside the house, drank warm wine, stayed in this narrow place, and listened to Lao Liu talk about the character of his children and grandchildren.

It was not too early to finish drinking a pot of wine, so he asked Lao Liu to go back to sleep early, and he still stayed in this world.

On this day, Qi Yu thought about Ji Zimo's words, and the tears of grievance wanted to fall.

If it was only the front, he wouldn't be like this, but Ji Zimo actually thought that he had a relationship with others and a child in his womb.

Coarse thinking is annoyance, but thinking carefully, but sad and bitter like a yellow lotus.

Ji Zimo thinks that he has a relationship with others and a child with others, but he can still talk and laugh, in the final analysis, he just has nothing else in his heart, so he can not care at all.

They worshipped heaven and earth, and became husbands, and their husbands had nothing in their hearts.

The heart that wanted to get close to the snow fell, and there was no warmth, and it was cold to the bone.

I want to be wronged once, and there are many grievances, as if it has already been healed.

When the snow fell, he remembered that there was nothing more than the pain in his heart.

Qi Yu sat at the table, flipping through the account book, except for the red in his eyes that had not yet dissipated, everything was the same as usual.

Si Qin will change the tea for a while, and make dishes and pastries for a while, over and over again, obviously having something to say.

Qi Yu turned the pages: "If it weren't for the sky falling today, don't tell me." ”

Si Qin fiddled with the plates on the table, heard the sound, and quieted down dejectedly.

It was late at night, Qi Yu washed up and fell asleep, although he woke up twice in one night, he generally slept peacefully.

It snowed all night, and the snow bent the branches.

The road was difficult to walk, Qi Yu asked Ji Ya and Ji An to ask if they still wanted to come over, both of them wanted to come over for dinner, Qi Yu waited for the two of them to come over while looking at the account book.

As soon as Ji Ya and Ji An arrived, they stretched their necks to look left and right: "Sister-in-law, where is my eldest brother?" ”

Qi Yu put down the book in his hand: "I don't know." ”

If it was before, he would have wondered where Ji Zimo had gone, whether he had gone to a place where he shouldn't have been, and after figuring it out yesterday, he planned to return to the bridge and return to the road in the future.

The relationship between husband and wife on the surface can't be bridged, and it always has to be done in the heart.

Ji Ya sighed in disappointment, and Ji An muttered in his heart that his eldest brother was afraid that he had gone to the Huachuan Qinglou again.

Si Qin wanted to speak and stopped, let people set the meal, and after Ji Ya and Ji An left, he whispered: "Young master, my uncle has been in the concierge for a day and a night, and it snowed all night yesterday, do you want him to come back first?" ”

Yesterday, the young master was angry like that, she was naturally angry, but she was angry, after all, her uncle was her own family, in case her son was tormented, it would not be her own aunt who would suffer in the future.

Qi Yu didn't ask where Ji Zimo went, and what he thought about in his heart was similar to Ji An's, thinking that he was a monk after all, some went to the restaurant, and some went to the Qinglou.

The ink on his sheep's hair dripped onto the rice paper, smudged into a ball, and his heart was unwillingly beating at this moment.

Qi Yu lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes blinked slightly: "Why did he stay in the concierge for a day and a night?" ”

Seeing that Qi Yu was in a calm mood, Si Qin hurriedly said: "My uncle knows that I made the young master angry, so I waited for the young master to dissipate his anger at the gatehouse, and Lao Liu said that the young master stretched out his head and looked at it several times during the day yesterday to see if the young master asked him to go back." ”

"But after the snow fell, I stopped looking at it, I don't know if it's too cold, or I think the young master won't let people call him back."

On the branches outside the window, a colorful bird came out of nowhere, and its call was crisp and pleasant.

When his heart throbbed involuntarily, the pen on Qi Yu's fingertips fell to the ground, his face turned pale, and his whole body was filled with deep fear.

He looked down at his chest for a long, long time, and finally, closed his eyes in pain.

There was no one to sleep in the concierge, and after Lao Liu left yesterday, Aji ran back to the next room and hugged the quilt.

Ji Zimo smelled the smell on it, almost didn't spit it out, and directly let him hug it back.

Ji Zimo roasted the fire, leaned against the corner of the wall and fell asleep, not even knowing that the fire in the charcoal pot was extinguished in the middle of the night.

After a few ups and downs, he was trapped in his memories again, one night after another when he ran away from home, in early summer, autumn and winter, wind, frost, rain and snow, that person would never look for him.

She beat him, and he sat downstairs all night, and the next day when he came home by himself, she got up yawning and scolded him for not cooking.

And then again and again, each time he hoped that she would come downstairs to him once.

He didn't go far, just downstairs.

The hot forehead covered the slightly cool palm, Ji Zi rubbed it indifferently, and muttered: "Mom." ”

Just one word, it seems to be wronged, it seems to get what you want, like hot oil, the whole scoop is poured in Qi Yu's heart.

He asked people to ask for a doctor, and called softly: "Ji Zimo, go back to sleep." ”

Ji Zimo, go back to sleep.

Ji Zimo, go back to sleep.

Ji Zimo, go back to sleep.

He had been waiting for this sentence for a long, long time, and he couldn't count how many days and nights.

opened his thousand-pound eyelids, couldn't tell what day it was, couldn't tell who the person in front of him was, and said slightly arrogantly: "If you don't come to pick me up, I won't go back." ”

His eyes were shining, refracting the starlight infinitely, Qi Yu was already angry, but he was angry again by Ji Zimo's words, and he got up directly and wanted Aji and Si Ping to help him back.

Caught off guard, as soon as he made a movement to get up, he was vigorously pulled into his arms.

Ji Zimo hugged him tightly, like a drowning man holding a life-saving straw: "I'm obedient, whatever you say is what, do you love me a little?" ”