Last year, in this door, the faces of people were peach blossoms. People don't know where to go, and peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. Jiang Qing, why do you think I will wait for you, the white-eyed wolf, and do you rely on our shallow friendship?
"Jiang Qing, you see, this peach blossom is really beautiful!" I pointed to the peach tree in the distance, and the peach blossoms were in full bloom, and the pink peach blossoms were densely covered with branches.
"Peach blossoms are not as shy as people." Jiang Qing looked at me and said seriously.
Listening to his blunt love words, I blushed shyly.
Jiang Qing was my father's protégé, the two of us grew up together from a young age, Jiang Qing and my marriage has been settled, it was sent to hire, Jiang Qing said that he wanted to achieve meritorious fame, after solemnly asking his father to marry me, he wanted ten miles of red makeup, eight big cars to marry me through the door.
The original beautiful vows seemed so vulnerable in the face of reality.
Jiang Qing got his wish, and the title of the gold list became the eye of the list.
On the day Jiang Qing came home, I was helping at his house. Because our marriage was a foregone conclusion, during the months of Jiang Qing's absence, I did not take care of his mother and younger brother.
The news of Jiang Qing's examination had come early, and Jiang Mother had painfully taken out ten pieces of silver and planned to hold a banquet.
I was helping at Jiang's house, and when I thought of Jiang Qing's promise, I couldn't help but feel sweet in my heart.
But reality slapped me hard.
When the guests had all left, I was packing my things in the kitchen, but I heard Jiang Qing and Mother Jiang talking in the courtyard.
"Mother, I was favored by XiangYe, who wanted to take me as a protégé." Jiang Qing desperately wanted to share the joy with Mother Jiang.
"My son is really out of breath, and it is really the blessing of the patriarchs." Mother Jiang folded her hands and kept saying that it was really a blessing from the ancestors.
Jiang Qing seemed to have something to say, but he didn't know whether to say it or not.
Mother Jiang saw at a glance that Jiang Qing seemed to be a little embarrassed.
"My son, what's wrong with that, isn't that a good thing?"
"Xiang Ye also wants me to marry his young daughter and marry Miss Xiangfu, and my son's career will definitely be smooth, but Ah Ying and Mr. Xiang's side..." Jiang Qing was touched by the identity of the son-in-law of the current chancellor.
I was in the house, and when I heard him say this, I knew that he was already trying to dissolve his relationship with me. When I think of the way Jiang Qing swore in front of my father, I feel sick.
I didn't expect that Mother Jiang, who had always been generous to me, said something that I couldn't bear, and it turned out that her goodness was all pretended.
"My son, isn't that simple?" Now it seems that it was really a wise choice not to be hired, and if you didn't hire it, you can't count it, as for Sir, if he crusaded against you above, you said that Mr. looked at your high school and wanted to forcibly marry your daughter to you. ”
I was still wondering if Jiang Qing would have a little conscience, my father did not treat him thinly in his daily life, but if he had a trace of conscience, he would not slander my father so much.
"Mother did a good job."
"Snap." I directly pushed open the door, pointed at Jiang Qing's nose and scolded, "I don't need you to say, I can't look at such a villain as you." ”
In the midst of Mother Jiang's scolding and grinning, she threw up her sleeves and left.
After this incident, I found that whether it is a quiet town or a bustling capital, there will be evil people, and the calculations in the simple town are no less than in the capital.
My father severed his teacher-student relationship with Jiang Qing and took me back to Beijing.
I was a little looking forward to what Jiang Qing would look like when he saw me in the capital, and I believed that his face would not be much better when the time came.
A young girl who was born out of the house made him give up on me, and his insight was really shallow!
"Teacher." Cheng Ziyu bowed to his father and gave a salute.
How did he come again, looking at the gift in Cheng Ziyu's hand, I was almost embarrassed.
"Sister Master." Cheng Ziyu handed the gift to me, I did not take it, nor did I pick it up, my father nodded to me and signaled me to take it.
After Cheng Ziyu left, I couldn't help but complain to my father, "Father, what do you mean by letting me receive gifts for no reason?" ”
Father laughed and touched his beard, "What else can it mean?" I still remember that when you were a child, you followed Ziyu's ass every day and said that you wanted to be a daughter-in-law, and when you were a child, you didn't have any relatives. ”
"Father!" I sneered, when I was a child, I didn't understand things, how can I still say now.
Indeed, before her mother died, she and Mrs. Cheng were close friends in the boudoir, and the two families did not have less contact. When I was young, cheng ziyu followed him every day because of his good looks.
Later, my mother died, my father resigned and returned to my mother's hometown, where we have been living, and Cheng Ziyu and I have not seen each other for many years. If it weren't for Jiang Qing's incident, I probably wouldn't have returned to Beijing in my lifetime.
It has been many months since I returned to Beijing, and Cheng Ziyu gives me gifts every day.
"Cheng Ziyu, what do you really mean?" This day, when Cheng Ziyu stuffed the gift into my hand and planned to go to my father, I couldn't help but ask.
"Lady, gentleman." Cheng Ziyu did not dare to look at me, and replied with a low eye. His ears were already red with this sentence.
White clothes, blushing ears, warm as jade. As if seduced by him, I tiptoed to my feet and reached out and touched his already reddened ears.
Cheng Ziyu was frightened by my actions and bowed his head, and the moment he looked down, he hit my head.
"Oops." My forehead was red, was Cheng Ziyu's head made of iron? How so hard!
"Ah Ying, are you all right?" Cheng Ziyu was busy observing my head, and he also reached out and rubbed it for me.
"I'm okay. Is your head okay? I smiled and signaled that I was okay.
"I'm okay." As soon as he heard my words, Cheng Ziyu quickly covered his forehead.
Watching his reaction I felt something was wrong.
"Let go, I'll see." Cheng Ziyu still covered his forehead.
"Let go." I ripped Off Cheng Ziyu's hand. When I looked at it, I realized that his forehead should have hit my beads, and he was poked in a small hole and bled.
"Sit down." I pointed to the chair behind me and motioned for him to do it.
Cheng Ziyu saw that I was angry, and could only sit timidly.
"Jewel, come here with the medicine box."
I bowed my head and gently medicated Cheng Ziyu. Cheng Ziyu looked at me with a red face.
"You said you didn't have a dim sum either, and when the time came, it would affect what you would do if you married your wife."
I began to preach, really such a good-looking face when the time comes to break the face of what to do!
"Ah Ying, will you be disgusted?" Cheng Ziyu asked.
"Of course not." I didn't even think about it.
"Then it doesn't matter." Cheng Ziyu's words made the temperature on my face rise and my face turn red.
An angry voice came from behind.
"Lu Ying!" I turned around and saw that it was actually Jiang Qing.
To be continued...