A piece of paper

Chapter 189: Give someone a try (Third update)
Qi Qiqi looked at Tuesday Dog in silence.

"Let's just say, would it be more reasonable for you to ask me if I like Shopkeeper He?"

Qi Qiqi neither perished nor exploded in silence. Instead, he calmly proposed another way of solving the problem.

Tuesday Gou suddenly understood, and waved his hand after a moment, "You and Sister Jin? It's even more impossible."

Qi Qiqi: Is this person insulting him, or is he insulting Shopkeeper He?

"You said that Sister Jin raised three or five sweet and frail young husband-in-laws. I believe it. You said that Sister Jin would marry a man, sew and mend a man's clothes, wash and clean them, and then cry around the children, and the parents would be short-tempered. ." Tuesday Gou lowered his voice, as if thinking of that scene, he trembled unconsciously, "I would rather she never get married in this life, and live alone, which is more comfortable than that life."

The shack is large but airy.

Words come out of your mouth and travel with the wind.

Xianjin thought about it very seriously and ignored what was going on outside the window.

Chen Jianfang, who only read the books of sages, could not help but focus on the preface of "Plants" and did not move for a long time.

Isn't it a good thing to get married?

The two people support each other and spend time together.

How come this strong man has become such a bad thing that everyone is angry with him and everyone is angry with him?
If. If he is lucky enough to marry Xian Jin, he must work hard and make progress. Not to mention his position as an extremely popular minister, he should also be an official in the sixth department. Xian Jin will definitely be proud and have something to rely on - he will definitely give the middle-class feed, fertile land, and Stores and property were handed over to Xian Jin without any reservation, and all the power of raising and educating children was given to their mother. He would be loyal, tenacious, and strong, and bring her the greatest protection and love.

Isn't this also happy?

Chen Jianfang tilted his head slightly, seemingly disturbed by the obscure preface and disrupted his thinking.

Xian Jin expected to study on his own for one hour, but actually studied on his own for two and a half hours, which was almost the end of his life.

Sauce elbow and Tuesday dog ​​were snoring loudly, one on the left and the other on the left. Xianjin was about to wake them up when he left. Unexpectedly, they made the same move - turning over and continuing to sleep on the narrow board like an old dog.

Well, let them achieve the feat of sleeping on the company floor.

Xian Jin and Chen Jianfang got on the mule cart one after another.

Chen Jianfang held the fabric at his knees tightly with his hands. He thought for a long time and was about to speak. When he turned his head, he saw Xian Jin leaning against the pillar with his head tilted and sleeping unconsciously with his mouth open.

Chen Jianfang slowly loosened his grip on the fabric and couldn't help but laugh.

It seemed that every time he made up his mind to say something, he always failed - during the herbal tea incident, he carried the pastry to apologize and walked in the middle of the night, hoping to make it clear to Xian Jin face to face, but he was greeted by a closed shop. and the empty inner courtyard; just last time, his words had reached his lips, but they seemed to be sealed with glue and caught by hooks, unable to speak freely.

This time, he wanted to ask Xian Jin what he thought about marriage.

Xianjin responded with steady breathing and saliva falling from the corner of his mouth.

As if accepting his fate, Chen Jianfang took out another silk scarf from his arms and wiped it clean gently, his eyes falling on Xian Jin's open lips.

The girl's lips are pink, elastic, and dewy.

Chen Jianfang stared at her in rapt attention for a long time, and finally looked away with difficulty, Xianjin's words still ringing in his ears, "If you really like it, work hard to get into Chenji, and try to get two bars to be on an equal footing with her."

He is completely vulnerable now.

Any decision Grandma makes may turn this beautiful love into a cage of fear.

Chen Jianfang closed his eyes and raised his head, leaning his back gently against the inner wall.

Hold on.

Wait a minute.

For two days in a row, no one has been able to break the record of showing no good results in making money.

Facts have proved that engaging in feudal superstition is useless.No matter how much I pay homage to Patriarch Cai Lun or serve a table full of Manchu and Han people, I can't impress him.

Xian Jin was very anxious.

Rather than feeling anxious, I feel more irritable and depressed.

Chen Jianfang came to accompany him every night, but Xianjin's training time became later and later, and he spoke less and less. Most of Chen Jianfang's companions in the shanty and those on the mule cart were talking in silence. Spend time thinking.

The entire figure of Xian Jin is pressed down by a big stone, giving him a feeling of powerlessness as if Sun Wukong could not escape from Wuzhi Mountain.

It's not that she doesn't try hard enough.

It's her, really, really, really, who doesn't know how to solve it.

The mentality cannot be reconciled.

Even if her deputy is the experienced and skilled Tuesday Dog, it won't help.

Fishing for paper, only two times.

Put it into the water twice. If it works, it will be done. If it doesn't work, wash it off and start over.

Every force and every angle determines whether the paper fishing is effective this time.

Xian Jin became more and more anxious, and the newlyweds in the training did not dare to approach her. Only Aunt Zhong came to comfort her despite the pressure, and brought her a large cup of peach tea and four-color cakes. Xian Jin hugged Aunt Zhong with his backhand and buried his head. It was in the little sister's shoulder, and it took a long time to lift it up, "It's okay. It's okay——"

Aunt Zhong felt a little distressed, how could everything be okay?Her shoulders were so wet!

"Even if you can't do it, can't you be a shopkeeper?" Aunt Zhong said indignantly, "Can every pen maker be good at handwriting? Can every embroidery maker be able to make a suit of clothes? You know paper? , know how to settle accounts and know how to do business, isn’t that enough!”

Xian Jin shook his head.

not enough.

Blame her.

He used Li Sanshun as a crutch, thinking that if he ran fast enough with the crutch, he would reach the finish line before others.

Now, the crutches have been taken away, and she is limping on the track. Even if her posture is standard and the equipment is complete, she will not be able to finish the race, let alone win the prize!

The fifth day, night.

Xian Jin and Tuesday Dog were getting more and more confused. The bamboo curtains were raised so high that the middle curtain was about to arch out of a bridge.

Xianjin stood in front of the sink with her head bowed, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. The broken hair on her forehead blocked her eyes so that no one could see that there were so many tears in her eyes.

If crying helps, she is willing to cry in front of the portrait of Patriarch Cai Lun for four hours every day while clocking in and out.

But crying is useless.

Not only is it useless, it may even destroy the acidity and alkalinity of the sink.

Chen Jianfang closed the page of the book and walked softly to Xian Jin's side, "Go back first and have a night's rest."

Xian Jin nodded slightly.

Entering the Yiyuan from the small gate, Xian Jin lowered his head and pushed open the door to the east chamber. When he lowered his head, he saw a stone hidden on the window lattice not far away, and a large brown paper bag was pressed under the stone.

Xian Jin looked around, took the paper bag into the inner compartment, and quickly opened it, only to see a thin piece of letterhead with a line of words written in a flying style.

"Substitute people for matching. Tuesday's dog has a strong body, and its elbow height is three inches higher than yours, and its power point is different; the oily-tongued young man is slightly shorter and slightly weaker, and his shoulders and elbow height are similar to yours. You can give it a try instead."

　Let’s just say, how is A Yuan?Open or not? !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)