Ma'am help, the general is in trouble again

Chapter 48 Rotten wood can be carved (two chapters combined)

Zheng Quchi's dog's eyes were dull, and he was bluffed.

What kind of incredible family is this Liu family, to set such an inhuman rule for their descendants?
Doesn't this mean that after marrying into their family, even after death, he will be nailed to the coffin boards with him, and he will never be able to climb out alone to breathe?

She also never expected that it was not his personal hobby to be so pure and pure as jade, but the traditional code of their family since ancient times.

But what did she do just now?
Is he trying to break the code that has been followed for so many generations, or is he trying to make him a widower who lost his wife at an early age?

No wonder Liu Fengmian persisted for so many years and still refused to get married. Once married, he would have to be bound forever. Who would be careless? If it weren't for being forced this time to the point where he couldn't afford the exorbitant unmarried tax, he wouldn't be desperate to marry lost her...

Ai?
Not right either.

She had no choice, that's why she took advantage of his condition, but if he really wanted to marry a wife, he only needed to report a formal job, and then don't be so vicious, even if he has eye disease, even if he is poor and white, there is absolutely nothing wrong with her. The young lady will be seduced by his monstrous face, she would rather live a well-to-do life than eat chaff and dig wild vegetables with him.

Love brain is such a disease, once it suffers, it is so irrational.

But how did he fall into her hands?
Just when Zheng Quchi was puzzled, he didn't realize that a dangerous shadow was devouring the light above her head, and then covering her short body.

Yu Wensheng's hands were moving towards her back, his lips were curled up, the bright red color of his lips was like dried blood: "Which one do you want to choose?"

She regained her senses and looked up suddenly, how could she not know before that Liu Fengmian was so much taller than her, when he rolled down, she almost had no room to breathe.

There is... a murderous look.

She still remembered that the first time he was so angry that he wanted to kill someone, it was after he fell into the water that she thought it was a kind of frivolity for her to give him artificial respiration, when she was still a man.

Now "fortunate" to see him get mad enough to kill for the second time.

In fact, think about it differently, one has the mentality of wanting to spend the rest of his life with his wretched wife, and the other has the mentality of planning to run away at any time, whoever listens can feel calm.

She shrank her cold neck, her big eyes rolled quickly, and when she saw him stretch out his hand, she subconsciously crouched down with her head in her arms, and got under his arms and got behind him.

As soon as this familiar action was performed, both Yu Wensheng and Zheng Quchi felt as if it had happened before.

But I thought it was my own illusion.

Zheng Quchi was afraid that she would become the unlucky wife who was hacked to death by her newlywed husband in the headlines tomorrow morning, so she conceded defeat and said, "How about you just pretend I didn't say anything and I don't have to choose, okay? "

Yu Wensheng turned around and smiled softly: "It's not good~"

On the wedding night, he was the only one in the world who received such a unique "gift".

She smacked the postnuptial agreement, since begging for mercy couldn't reach an agreement, then come to lure her: "Liu Fengmian, what kind of animal do you like?"

Her sudden question interrupted his movements. Although Yu Wencheng saw her crumpling up the unsightly piece of paper and throwing it away, he still didn't intend to let her go so easily: "What do you mean?"

"You speak first, I'll tell you later."

What animal do you like?He frowned lightly, and a strange light flowed through his pupils: "Snake."

Zheng Quchi didn't think there was anything wrong with liking snakes, so she nodded: "Snakes, okay, wait."

She rummaged through boxes and cabinets to pick out a piece of log, and took out a set of large and small carving tools. She drew the size of the composition while thinking in her mind, and then sat down on the table and quickly cut out the large and small outlines.

"What are you doing?" He leaned over, looking down at the wood in her hands that gradually had undulating lines through the distance between each other's clothes.

The knife in Zheng Quchi's hand skillfully carved: "Didn't I offend you just now, of course I prepared an apology gift to calm you down."

Yuwen Sheng's voice was light: "Just a piece of broken wood?"

"Yes, I will carve out a piece of rotten wood and give you an exquisite sculpture that satisfies you. Do you want it?"

There was a pun in the words. After Yu Wencheng listened to it, a subtle and quiet state was maintained between the two of them. For a while, neither of them spoke again, only the sound of the wood being peeled.

At this time, a light snow fell outside the window, and the snowflakes were blown by the wind and floated to the red plums on the window sill. Because they drank a little wine, they didn't seem too cold.

The wind blew a strand of hair carrying the dark fragrance of cold plums across his nostrils. It was the fragrance that accompanied him to sleep all night, and it had already changed from unfamiliar to familiar.

It is strange to say that he and Zheng Quchi have not known each other for a long time, but the relationship between them seems to have nothing to do with time. Even if they are so close that they seem to be able to hug each other a little closer, they still have not aroused his physical tension. disgust.

"It's snowing." He said suddenly.

Zheng Quchi glanced out the window: "This is the first snow this year. I really like snow. It's a bit colder, but the auspicious snow is a sign of a good year. I hope that in the coming year, our Fuxian County will not continue to suffer from drought."

The previous evil fire seemed to be silenced by her interrupting words. Although they didn't have any in-depth conversations, the quiet room was not deserted and boring.

He saw her concentrating on carving, pretending to be desperately trying to boil her soul for him, so he took off her coat, and leaned on the bed with Zhi Yi.

After watching her for a while, he picked up the carving knife and gestured at him, as if he was studying something.

The dim light of the fire swayed between the two of them, floating slightly dry, smelling alcohol-smoked, and hot at night.

He looked at her, his gaze was full of red dust, but it was a pity that he couldn't see the glamorous beauty behind his eye veil.

She was looking at him too, but it didn't look like she was just looking at him.

"Liu Fengmian, are your eyes well?"

"You despise?"

She rolled her eyes: "You did it on purpose. I asked you to say that if there is still hope, after I make money in the future, I will find a genius doctor to treat you."

"Don't feel bad about money anymore?" He teased her.

"My heart hurts, but..." She opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything, she just scratched her face and praised sincerely: "Liu Fengmian, your body proportions are really good, you have a perfect nine-headed body."

I heard that sincerity is always a nirvana.

Changing the subject again, is she afraid to say it, or is she unwilling to say it?

At this moment, she suddenly heard her asking.

"Are your feet cold, do you want to soak your feet?"

Yu Wencheng's emotions that had just been quiet were stirred up again. He suppressed his smile and didn't speak, but sat up honestly.

Zheng Quchi stopped carving, went to get a basin of hot water and came back, but this time Yu Wensheng avoided her help and took off his shoes and socks to soak.

But when she got up, he suddenly grabbed her with his hands.

"Why such a contract?"

Come, come, sure enough, the questioning will be late, but it will never be forgotten.

She considered her words before slowly saying: "Just... suddenly two strangers got married, I was worried that you would mind, and I am not quite used to it... I am not sure if I can handle life after marriage, and I'm not sure if you and I can get along, in case someone regrets it in the future... just because I thought too much about things, I drafted such an agreement."

No, in fact, the more real reason is that she just wants to find someone to get married.

Firstly, she can avoid paying fiancé tax, secondly, she can avoid being urged to marry by her parents, and thirdly, she can use this to get rid of this makeshift marriage and restore her status as a single nobleman.

But she didn't dare to speak out, she was afraid that Liu Fengmian would hack her to death.

After listening to her words, Yu Wencheng suddenly put a cold thing on her wrist.

"Take it well, don't sell it off."

Zheng Quchi was so angry that her cheeks hurt, no matter how much she loves money, she won't just turn it into a seller, okay?

"what is this?"

She shook the gold and jade bracelet on her wrist. The emerald bamboo and jade body was in the Bibo Pool, dripping exquisitely and translucently. When she touched it, it was not ice-cold, but warm and moist like porcelain skin.

It's not that Zheng Quchi hasn't seen good things. She was poor in this life, but in her previous life she was also a person with a seven-figure savings.

In short, looking at it, I think it is... very expensive!
No wonder he specially reminded her that if she really sold it, she might be able to spend the rest of her life lying in the pile of money. This kind of temptation is hard for anyone to resist.

Yu Wensheng let her go, and kindly reminded: "Stop carving? Let's go to bed then."

Do not say do not say.

"Carved."

Zheng Quchi knew exactly what to do on the wedding night, but she was not at all mentally prepared to be a real couple with him.

Originally, she thought that Liu Fengmian and Liu Fengmian should just be a plastic couple. You must know that Liu Fengmian is a person who works under Yu Wensheng, and her future is limitless. As for her, a village woman, according to the direction of various TV dramas and novels, she looks like her. Sooner or later, this kind of faceless dross will lose its position.

But now, after learning about Liu Fengmian's family rules, all her plans were broken immediately.

For a while, she couldn't think of any other way, so she could only bitterly carve an apology ceremony for him all night.

The bright sunshine in the morning crept into the room, Yu Wensheng felt the light become stronger, and woke up faintly.

Zheng Quchi fell asleep on the desk at some point last night. When he got up, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a wooden sculpture placed on her elbow.

His pupils were slightly suffocated.

A ferocious Yamata no Orochi docilely surrounds a man. The man is thin but tall, with his hair draped over his shoulders like ink, blowing freely without wind. Eyes closed, with a narrow long veil covering the eyes, the posture of a god and man is floating, like a god or a demon, both righteous and evil.

That face was exactly Yu Wensheng.

He picked up the wooden sculpture and observed it carefully.

She was able to carve his appearance so meticulously and perfectly. Eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, snakes, hair, clothes, veils and people, blended into one scene and formed a scene of its own. The hollowed out parts were disconnected and overlapped by various parts Inlaid together, this exquisite carving technique is simply amazing.

At least, Yu Wensheng has never seen anyone who can achieve this level of craftsmanship.

His eyes flickered, thoughtful.

goooo~
Yu Wencheng turned his eyes to the gray pigeon by the window, and saw Zheng Quchi frowned in his sleep. He was about to be awakened, and he shot out a burst of energy, which startled it and flew away.

The carrier pigeon was sent by Weiyao. Since Yu Wensheng never told them who his new wife was, they did not dare to investigate in private behind the general's back. Usually, if they want to contact the "going home" general, they can only rely on specially trained flying pigeons. arraignment.

It is precisely because of this reason that they still don't know that their general is "eating soft rice" at Sang's house.

This sleep lasted until noon, and Zheng Quchi woke up with a sore back and a sore back, and found himself lying on the bed, and the work that he had worked so hard on last night was gone.

She guessed that Liu Fengmian must have taken it away, which means that what happened last night should be changed.

Thinking that Zheng Quchi would sleep until the afternoon, Brother Sang cooked a pot of vegetable porridge at noon, which is how their family usually eats.

When Zheng Quchi passed by, he happened to see Yu Wensheng eating like picking up rice grains in a bowl, and he put it down after two bites: "You eat so little?"

"It's not that I don't like eating, it's just that I have always been like this." Yu Wensheng explained "kindly".

Brother Sang's eyelids twitched when he heard that.

"The temperature has dropped sharply in the past few days. You are already cold and have low blood sugar. If you don't eat well now, what should you do if you get a cold?"

A family like theirs can't afford a doctor, let alone traditional Chinese medicine. The Chinese medicine she used to treat his eye disease was more expensive than buying a dozen roast chickens. For that money, she might as well eat something good Stuff to nourish the body.

Thinking of this, she said, "You wait."

After a while, there was the sound of chopping vegetables from the kitchen. Brother Sang frowned. He glanced at Yu Wencheng who was sitting beside him, and instead of eating, he simply got up.

He went to the kitchen.

"It's not a big deal because it's not a holiday, but you actually chopped pork? Why, you can't eat the porridge you usually eat today?"

"Brother, the meat is useless, I will save the rest for you and Yaomei."

"You also bought wheat flour? What are you going to do? Such a fine and expensive food, you plan to rush like this?"

"No matter how expensive it is, it's for people to eat. Brother, don't worry, I can earn money and won't starve you. Brother, do you want to eat?"

"I—forget it, do whatever you want."

After Brother Sang came out of the kitchen, he went back to the room without saying a word.

Not long after, Zheng Quchi brought out a bowl of hot, fragrant dumplings.

"Liu Fengmian, come and eat."

She only cooked ten of them, and the smell of food that came out from one end spread out.

Yu Wensheng has always had a bad appetite, and even if the court delicacies were served in front of him, he would only take a few mouthfuls, but just now he heard the argument between her and Brother Sang in the kitchen, in order not to make that nosy person feel uncomfortable, he also Did not refuse.

After tasting one, he found the sour, fresh and crispy taste different from the previous dumplings, which made him feel novel.

He asked, "What's the bread here?"

"It's the sauerkraut I pickled a few days ago. It's sour and crunchy. It's wrapped with pork and wild onions fried in lard. Don't you think it's very fragrant and appetizing?"

After finishing speaking, she was also stimulated by the overbearing food aroma and drool.

It was really good, and he, who had no appetite, ate several of them without knowing it.

He saw that she was greedy, but he was reluctant to pack some for himself, so he divided some into her bowl of porridge.

"I can not eat."

"Really? Don't you feel bad that I didn't eat?" She smiled and said hi.

Yu Wensheng paused, and said lightly: "Did you tell your brother about going away?"

Zheng Quchi was taking a bite of the dumpling, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction: "Which pot should not be opened and which pot should be lifted, let's talk about it in a few days."

"Is it necessary to come to this far door?"

Why did Zheng Quchi feel that this sounded weird, as if he was asking, do you have to be so cheap?

This person is really not in charge of the family, and he doesn't know the price of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

"Yes, no one can persuade you."

Yu Wencheng put it down with a "slap", and got up: "I want to go out for a while."

Zheng Quchi was startled: "Where are you going?"

He smiled like a cold plum in the snow, with the arrogance of disregarding other people's life and death: "What does it have to do with you?"

Zheng Quchi choked.

Just watched him take out his blind stick from the door, and walked outside smoothly all the way.

"What were you talking about just now? Who wants to travel far away?"

The questioning and angry voice behind him made Zheng Quchi's body freeze in vain.

Turning around and seeing Brother Sang's dark face, she quickly raised her hand: "Brother, brother, calm down and listen to me...no, listen to my explanation."

Yu Wensheng, who was outside the door, heard the scolding and scolding from the yard as he wished, and the smile on his lips deepened, like a spring breeze. He took out the letter on the gray pigeon's feet, and after reading it, he shattered it with his fingers.

"Even if you lose, you finally appeared."

(End of this chapter)