Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 39 Dongshu version of 'Pu Songling'

Wen Mianmian had no doubts about paying the gift. After all, in his understanding, fifteen or sixteen-year-olds should not be beaten, so there is a high possibility of falling.

Fu Qian and Fu Rou lowered their heads and chuckled lightly. Wen Yiqing raised his head and looked at his brothers and sisters with happy faces. They looked very well behaved.

After sitting down in the courtyard, Fu Rou gave Wen Mianmian a string of bracelets. Small bells hung on the red string bracelets, which were crisp and sweet when shaken, and gave Wen Yiqing a fat baby look. Tumbler, Wen Yiqing is rare.

Fu Qian and Fu Li both gave gifts to each other, and the two brothers and sisters gained a lot from this trip.

"I also brought a present to my cousin."

Wen Mianmian took a small box from Lingguo's hand and opened it. Inside was a very exquisite bird and phoenix hairpin, "My brother gave it to me, but unfortunately I can't wear it. My cousin is about to get a hairpin, so I can wear it for my cousin. ."

The sparrow hairpin is luxurious and valuable at first sight. Fu Rou waved her hands again and again, "It's too precious, I can't have it, just keep it."

"Cousin, keep it. My brother and mother know it. When I can wear it, this sparrow won't look so good. It's not even more pity."

After some pushes, Fu Rou finally took it back, and everyone started laughing again.

"Cousin doesn't know, Xiangzhou is good, the folk customs are simple and the people are happy, and when the sun comes out, there are people under the wall who are basking in the sun and chatting."

"Many snacks taste good. The key is that they are cheap. You can buy the same for two or three pennies. The taste is very good."

"There's a lot of game in the woods, and" he said, winking and leaning forward a little, "there are a lot of books about spirits, which are very interesting."

Seeing his eyes light up, Fu Qian and Fu Rou helplessly stroke their foreheads, this guy who remembers eating but not beating, did he forget that he was beaten last night?
Wen Mianmian's eyes were piercing, why did it sound like her second cousin was an ignorant and ignorant person, who knew everything about eating and playing, and he read a lot of words just by listening to him.

"Second cousin, what scriptbooks do you read?"

This is a very serious question, like opening a gift box, and simply sitting next to her, "I've read a lot, and I've heard a lot. I can write it myself, do you want to read it?"

"Let me tell you, everyone who has read the stories I've written has said that there are ghosts, female ghosts, and male ghosts. When I get rich, I will go to the bookstore and print it into a storybook, for sure. Someone bought it."

"I'll get you two copies?"

Seeing that he was looking forward to it, Wen Mianmian nodded with difficulty, "Look."

"Wait, I'll get it for you right away."

The corners of Fu Li's mouth were raised high, and he got up and spread his feet and ran out, grimacing his wounds and grinning, then stroking his butt and limping away.

Wen Mianmian smiled and asked, "Second cousin is so happy on weekdays?"

"You have to be prepared." Fu Rou chuckled, "If you refuse him today, you will have an endless book of words in the future."

"Why, second cousin is obsessed with this way?"

Fu Qian and Fu Rou's expressions are indescribable, it's really hard to say.

In the front yard, Mrs. Fu and Mrs. Wen talked for a while, and then heard Mrs. Fu say: "Mianmian can accept you, and your life in Wen's house will be better in the future. Speaking of which, I thought there were only Mianmian and Xiaoyi today. Come on, why did your mother-in-law allow you to go out?"

In Mrs. Fu's perception, although Mrs. Wen is not a vicious mother-in-law, she is also not a friendly mother.

Mrs. Wen said with a smile: "After my mother-in-law came back, Mianmian stayed in the Hanyuan all day. That child is sweet and coaxing. My mother-in-law has been in a good mood recently. Yesterday, she even offered to let me come back and have a look."

"Speaking of which, Mianmian got sick inexplicably and has changed a lot since this game. Now he is very caring and pleasant."

Mrs. Fu was happy for her, and said worriedly: "How can you be in a coma for no reason and won't do it again in the future?"

Mrs. Wen smiled for a while, "Can't you?"

"Did you ask the Taoist priest to see it at that time, don't you think it's not Zhongxie?"

Mrs. Wen shook her head, and then talked about Wen Mianmian's inexplicable drowsiness, "The doctor outside the palace, the imperial doctor in the palace, I have hired everything I can, and no symptoms can be found, and Mianmian's head is still white. He was stabbed many times and didn't wake up."

"Afterwards, I asked the presiding abbot of Yuanen Temple to find a way. I don't know if it was so effective or just a coincidence. I woke up the same day the order came down."

After hearing this, Mrs. Fu took a deep breath and felt that this was simply unbelievable, so she could only understand it in the direction of strange power and chaos, "Maybe I encountered some dirty things, and then it would be good to have the blessing of the emperor, and we will have to do this in the future. Be careful."

Mrs. Wen nodded cautiously, then turned to talk about whether the Fu family could stay in Beijing, "It's been a few days since I came back, but the emperor summoned him once, but he hasn't been appointed yet, so I don't know what it means. "

"The children are all grown up, Qian'er is already engaged, and she is preparing to take the next exam next year. Rou'er has reached the age of her husband. Of course, it is best to stay in Kyoto."

He was a little hesitant to speak, and the only relative of the Fu family who could offer his hand was the Wen family. It is reasonable to say that Wen Mian married the two sisters of the Fu family. The relationship between the two should be quite deep. Rejecting the intimacy with Mrs. Wen has become estranged.

Therefore, this time Fu Youxian would rather find a good colleague to mediate rather than go to Wen's house.

Mrs. Wen is naturally aware of these things, but she can't control such a big event, so she can only say: "Earlier Mianmian said that when her father comes back, she will invite her elder brother and elder sister-in-law to the mansion for a small gathering, and then the elder brother can still be with Mianmian. Let her have a good chat."

Mrs. Fu glanced at her gratefully. Everyone knew why Wen Mian married her. It was difficult for a stepmother, even if the stepmother was a direct aunt.

In the small garden of Fu's family, there are also strange powers and gifts. He brought several storybooks. The first one was that a peony flower became a spirit, a beautiful woman and a rescuer. His poor scholar got married. In the end, the peony flower essence was broken by the poor scholar and left with sadness, turning into a peony flower in the mountains.

Familiar routines and familiar formulas are really the Dongshu version of Pu Songlin.

"How is it?" Fu Li looked at Wen Mianmian eagerly, "Do you think it's better to write a little more tragic, or do you want a happy ending."

"I feel that a poor scholar who has no power to tie the chicken, dares to dislike his wife so much without earning a single penny in his life. In the end, he has evil thoughts in his heart. If he doesn't write it to death, he is merciful, and he is not worthy of the prodigal son to turn back."

Wen Mianmian's mouth twitched slightly, and she silently gave him a thumbs up. Inexplicably, she felt that his second cousin didn't fall, or was beaten.

In this day and age, this is ignorance.

(End of this chapter)