Xu Xuzhi

Chapter 36 Access Control
In the evening, when Ning Zheng came back, he listened to Feng Jiu's follow-up with a smile, but later on, there was a hint of sadness in his expression.

Regarding Ning Zheng's thoughts at the moment, Feng Jiu also had a mirror in her heart, and she pretended to say: "Oh, I just remembered, my second cousin brought me some Shanghai specialties, and the small snacks of Xinghualou and Lao Dachang are really delicious. I haven't sent it to Qiaozhi Qiaoxin yet, so I'll go now, you'll be busy first."

Without raising his eyes, Ning Zheng stretched out his hand and pulled her back and dragged her to sit on the sofa, "You little cunning, why are you running, so you know it in your heart, and I thought you were heartless."

Feng Jiu was not happy to listen, "Why am I so heartless, hey? Could it be..." After all, he was embarrassed to gossip about his best friend behind his back, but his face still blushed.

Ning Zheng stared at her, and said slowly, "She's not married yet, she already has children, how can I..."

Feng Jiu straightened his back, raised his hands nervously to straighten the small square neckline of his white and blue-dotted soft silk shirt, and suddenly turned his head to stare at Ning Zheng and said, "Then what do you want?"

Ning Zheng looked at her, and finally felt that it was not time yet, so he just took her hand and fixedly stared at her innocent, stubborn and fierce eyes like a deer in a willow pond, "I just hope, don't make me wait too long." It's been a long time." After speaking, he stared at her deeply, slowly raised her hand, and kissed the back of her hand lightly.

Immediately, Feng Jiu felt as if the back of his hand was scalded by fire, he quickly shook his hands and stood up, grabbed a few boxes of chicken biscuits and Butter Cheese Butterfly Cakes tied with hemp rope on the coffee table, and hurried downstairs.

Since Feng Jiu never wanted to see Ning Zheng, even though everyone said how good-looking he was, she didn't take it seriously.Just now, it was the first time she looked at him carefully, but this time, she really felt his eyes, like a new moon breaking through the clouds and then covered, like the last sound in summer The sound of cicadas... makes people feel compassionate and nostalgic.

When the noisy summer was completely over and the school started, the whole summer vacation, Feng Jiu's surroundings, which were originally as lively as singing operas, immediately became quiet.

After all, Feng Jiu went to Shanghai to attend the wedding of Zheng Li and Tang Fengyun. He took Qiu Sheng and Wei Lan with him on the train, because Ning Zheng did not agree with her taking the plane. The last time Feng Jiu came back from Guangzhou by plane, he looked uncomfortable. Remember clearly.

Before attending the wedding, they went to stay at the second aunt's house on Seymour Road for two nights. Fengjiu's mother stayed with her for the third time, and her great-grandmother lived with her. Although the relatives on my mother's side in Shanghai refused to receive my father, they have always been very affectionate to my elder brothers and sisters and myself.

The fourth aunt’s family who came over after hearing the wind filled the second aunt’s house again. All the cousins ​​and cousins ​​shouted affectionately: This is the case in the family room. Even if we haven’t seen each other for a long time, once we meet, the sense of intimacy will immediately disappear. popped up.

Everyone couldn't help asking about her married life, and they all thought it was pretty good after hearing it, and then looked at her lively and cheerful spirit that was the same as when she was a girl, and they were relieved, after all, they heard that Feng Jiu was married instead of Feng Lin. Entering Ning's house, everyone was sweating for her young age.

On the morning of the third day, she set off to attend the wedding of Zheng Li and her second cousin.

Their wedding is a combination of Chinese and Western styles, but there is no link for the newcomers to toast at the table. Looking at it this way, my cousin is quite considerate, and the uncle and aunt who arrived in Shanghai a few days ago are also open enough-after all, not all Chinese Older people can accept this kind of wedding dress in which women are dressed in white and men are dressed in black.

Zheng Li is now three months pregnant, but she can't see it at all, her waist is still slender, she doesn't show her pregnancy, and she doesn't have any strong pregnancy reactions, so she doesn't plan to suspend school, and Feng Jiu agrees.

Zheng Li wore a lace flower hat around her head, with long transparent silk ribbons hanging down on both sides. She was wearing a white satin wedding dress with a wide hem, long sleeves and a small stand-up collar, which was covered with pearls and rhinestones. The romantic talent praises the traditional beauty. The Western-style wedding dress and her Chinese beauty complement each other. Tang Fengyun, who is wearing a black dress next to her, looks even more handsome and upright. He also stared at his bride with obsessive eyes. Laughed out loud.

In front of the bride and groom stood a pair of three or four-year-old little flower girls, both relatives of Zheng Li's family. The little boy had a three-seven haircut, and the girl had a child's flower hairstyle. Wearing a small suit and a flower skirt, her expression was serious and serious. , so cute, the newlyweds looked at each other and began to look forward to how cute their firstborn would be.

Among the guests in the film industry, only the manager and wife of Tang Fengyun's film company were present. No other movie stars came. Not many.

At the later wedding banquet, Zheng Li was wearing a red wide-body cheongsam that aroused the keen interest of the female guests watching the ceremony. It was embroidered with pavilions, towers, pavilions, dragons and phoenixes, graceful and elegant, and too beautiful to behold.After some people inquired, they found out that this style was advocated by the wife of Liang Weijun, the "No.1 in China's diplomacy" at that time, Ms. Huilan, the Queen of the Javanese Sugar King. The only Chinese best-dressed lady from the 40s to the [-]s recommended by the famous American fashion magazine "Vogue".

I heard that this lady was very disapproving of the fresh and elegant silk imported from France that Chinese noble ladies pursued at that time. She said that the best silk in the world is of course Chinese, antique and exquisite, and the old-fashioned hand-embroidered kung fu on it is Western. People can't even keep up with flattering horses.Driven by her, the ladies turned to the orthodox traditional silk with high saturation, such as royal blue, lake green and red.

Feng Jiu immediately recalled that this was the hostess of the villa where Ning Zheng took her to Beidaihe for honeymoon. Before leaving, she also left a letter of thanks to Ms. A meticulous painting about the banquet hall of this house that I drew by myself is also considered ingenious.

The cousin looks like a happy person, and the uncle and aunt are also so happy that they can't see their teeth. After all, their son who hangs out in the film industry once made them worry. The actress came.

Probably because of knowing the details, Feng Jiu always felt that Zheng Li exuded a kind of maternal brilliance, and her joy of long-cherished wishes being fulfilled infected Feng Jiu, making Feng Jiu suddenly envious of her, at least, she had the courage Go after what you love, and be lucky enough to be happy with each other.

Of course, Feng Jiu, who was dressed in lotus-colored silk indigo-trimmed long cheongsam, attracted the attention of other guests early on. Although her dress was low-key, her elegant and charming appearance was still as outstanding as ever. How can a person's hair bun not make people feel sorry?Although it was the Tang family marrying a wife, since the ceremony was held in Shanghai, it was natural that the landowner Zheng's family had to be in charge. When someone inquired about Feng Jiu's origin, they could only vaguely say that it was the Fengtian Tang family.

Not long after Feng Jiu came back from Shanghai, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Shuai's mansion became lively again.

Because the old man who has been living in Beiping is coming back for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The old man's life in Beiping is also quite difficult. Of course, he asked for it mainly. Why is he still looking for a chance to become the president?
Fengjiu has always had some views on her husband's politics in his heart, or in other words, as long as he is a normal person in China, he has no shame in fighting and killing all day long, calling him brother and spending his money. The warlords in her family didn't like her very much, but she always adhered to the principle of not inquiring, not asking, which was also what her father and elder brother repeatedly ordered before she got married.

She knew that even though the old man loved her very much, deep down, he was still the old warlord who hated progressive ideas extremely.

In June of this year, just a few days after they got married, the old man left Fengtian and went to Peiping to discuss the candidates for the regent cabinet with Wu Ziyu from the Lu family. He also said to the gathered reporters from all over the world: "Bong Ning (the old man) and I are like first-time couples, and it is inevitable to quarrel occasionally. As time goes by, our relationship will grow stronger day by day."

However, at the banquet held by Ju Ren Tang to celebrate the difficult formation of the cabinet, there was a scene that made people laugh and cry: Everyone was listening quietly to Xun Huisheng's "Fishing and Killing the Family", and suddenly came from nowhere. With a sound of "poof", many guards on both sides immediately stood up and drew their guns to face each other, and the atmosphere became extremely tense for a while.

At this time, a diplomat who had just returned from abroad stood up and said, "I'm sorry, my top hat fell from the hanger to the ground." The entourages of both sides put away their guns in embarrassment.

Feng Jiu blushed for them when he heard the rumors at that time. Those who share the same bed with different dreams and draw guns at each other, and who can shake hands and talk happily with each other in the blink of an eye are not ordinary.

Of course, this is just a rare occurrence at Fengjiu's age. The thickest skin in the world is the cheek of a politician; if the politician is also a soldier, then the toughness of this cheek can only be blown to nothing by a mortar. come soon.

The old man usually lives in the Prince's Mansion of Shuncheng County in Beiping. This was bought by him for [-] yuan after the "War between Lu and Anhui".

Occasionally, he would sneak into Tianjin secretly by train, and play the card game "Doushihu" with an old bustard named Xiao Lima from "Tianbao Class". This is also his favorite pastime in his life. It was exchanged.

And just in Tianjin, he also spied on Mr. Sun, the founding father of the Republic of China who went north from Guangzhou.

This time, in order to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with his family, he came back specially.

He arrived home the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and several concubines were chatting with him - after eight o'clock, Mrs. Ning had already rested.

At this moment, the old man suddenly saw a servant walking out with a food box: there is a small kitchen not far from their living room, so that the meals can be delivered closer in winter, so as not to get cold.

He immediately sternly said, "Who is this? There are no rules." Then he looked up at the huge grandfather clock at the door of the living room, "It's been half an hour, how can I still cook for you? ?”

The old handsome is well-known throughout the country for his strict family management. One of the rules is that after nine o'clock in the evening, the kitchen will be turned off, and no one is allowed to cook food for any master or master in the family.

"Handsome, it's... Third Young Mistress, she..." The servant stood there in embarrassment, not knowing how to advance or retreat.

The old man was stunned, so everyone saw his face that was originally stern and suddenly smiled into a flower, "Oh, then hurry up, hurry up, don't be cold!" He waved his hands and urged.

The Mid-Autumn Festival has not yet arrived, and it's not a cold winter, how can the dishes be cold?
When he turned his head, the aunt [-], who was gorgeously dressed beside her, was squinting at him with ambition and resentment.

"Feng Jiu's child is different. When is she going to live with this? She is the most well-behaved child. I know how well the door is guarded. Let me tell you, even if Chen Zhong'er and I are outside, they are still inside. Haha, hehe, hehe..." The old man was also a little embarrassed, so he had to explain abruptly.

Although the old man was born in the green forest, he is as careful as a hair, and there is nothing he doesn't know about the big and small things in the family.

"That's true." The four aunts also had to nod.

Fengjiu has been married since she was married, and she hits it off with two sister-in-laws who are about the same age as her. As long as she finishes her homework and handles the sundries and has free time, she, the sister-in-law, often accompany them to watch movies and go shopping together. Street or something, slowly, I also found the feeling of sharing the time of girlfriends with Melanie and the others.

The elder sister-in-law is far from them in age, and she is quiet by nature; the second sister-in-law is still young.

This evening, they just watched an extended Shanghai love movie, which lasted an astonishing three hours, and it was past ten o'clock at night when they returned home after watching it.

The three of them are not very old, so it is inevitable that they will be hungry, because eating is not allowed in the movie theater, and the better restaurants are closed after they come out.

So Qiaozhi groaned and yelled that she was hungry, although Qiaoxin didn't say anything, she rubbed her stomach silently, and after Feng Jiu saw it, she simply called the kitchen secretly and asked them to bring some Yi Kehua's supper over—— No way, Mama Wu hasn't been sleeping well lately. She must have taken sleeping pills and fell asleep at [-] o'clock in the evening. Even if there was a small kitchen, no one would cook it for her. .

Qiaozhi Qiaoxin became anxious when she heard that, she thought it would be fine to mix some delicious snacks here with the third sister-in-law, but she didn't expect to have a supper-they had already found out that at the third sister-in-law's place, all over China Famous snacks and delicacies from all over the world can be found here.

They quickly grabbed Feng Jiu's sleeves one by one, and asked her to call again to cancel, "No, third sister-in-law, father has stipulated that after nine o'clock in the evening, the kitchen is not allowed to deliver food. This is the rule."

Qiaoxin went on to say: "The last time my mother's relatives came, after dinner, my mother didn't dare to disturb the kitchen, so my uncle and aunt ate some snacks to pad their stomachs, and the next day, it was still my mother With the extra money, the kitchen has prepared a few decent dishes for guests."

This statement is true, but—it is also the first time that Feng Jiu knows that there is such a rule.She had no choice but to embolden herself, "It's okay, this is only once in a while; besides, it's not likely that father will see it."

How did they know that the old man has returned—his whereabouts are always weird, and sometimes even Ning Zheng can't fully grasp it. normal.

Feng Jiu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and dally thought about what to do?Unexpectedly, after a while, the cook in charge of the small kitchen of the big brothel brought the meal, and said with a smile: "Miss San, don't worry, the old handsome said, it's not too much for you once in a while. Don't worry about eating. "

Qiaozhi Qiaoxin put his heart in his stomach, Fengjiu couldn't help feeling a little awe of her husband when he saw this scene, although it was as if he had never read a book, but the backyard of the big family has always been chaotic, the old man insisted on managing it better than how many poems he had read The famous people in the book are much stronger, such as the living reference in front of me-my father who is familiar with the way of Confucius and Mencius and has a long history of family education.

Going further, for example, in the backyard of the home of a certain Beiyang warlord prime minister, there was a scandal of incest between his son and concubine, and the prime minister almost died of anger.

There is no concubine competing for favor, let alone a woman in the backyard using insidious means to kill someone. With so many children, they insist on keeping their heads down. Highly savvy.

Supper is a light chicken porridge, a plate of dried shrimp with fungus and lily, and a small plate of sweet and sour radish. The three girls ate a delicious meal, and then they said good night contentedly and left. Went to Xiaohonglou.

Feng Jiu originally answered Ning Zheng's phone call this afternoon, saying that there was a gathering of colleagues tonight, and the time of return was uncertain, so she told her not to wait for him.

This is what she said, as if she used to sit upright and wait for him when he came back late before. Fengjiu cherishes her body very much. She has long known that men often come home late because of their careers. The eldest brother, the second uncle, and the like are all like this. When they really come back, the female relatives are just waiting for the bath to get pajamas or something. This work does not have to be done by themselves. Soaked a cup of honey water and put it on the bedside table to sober him up, and went to sleep after taking a bath.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, she felt a tingling in her nose, and soon she couldn't breathe, and then she was woken up by suffocation.

Here it is again, she opened her eyes angrily: Ning Zheng was sitting on the edge of the bed in an extremely awkward position, leaning over, covering her nose with her mouth open, sucking mouthful after mouthful, with a concentrated expression, as if this It's the most important thing in the world.

Ning Zheng, who came back late, was unsurprisingly drunk again. The smell of alcohol all over her body and the stronger smell of alcohol in her open mouth invaded her sensitive nose again.

This is the third time since we got married.

There are only three things, it seems that the first two times I told him the next morning were too subtle, Ning Zheng didn't take it to heart at all, Feng Jiu felt that this could not go on like this.

"Let go! Don't wrap my nose again!" Feng Jiu grumbled his nose and pushed away Ning Zheng's unyielding and upward face, grabbed the mandarin duck playing with water pillow towel on his pillow and rubbed it vigorously.

"You don't know how uncomfortable this is, huh? Why don't you try?!" Feng Jiu complained angrily, his voice was small but the meaning was clear.

After hearing this, Ning Zheng sat up immediately, with a serious face and closed mouth. Even in the dark night, his eyes with strong night vision could catch the angry eyes of his wife very well. He immediately thought about it seriously, Then say, "Then I'll try."

After finishing speaking, she poked her head towards Feng Jiu, stretched her tall nose forward, and waited for Feng Jiu to come to kiss her.

Feng Jiu: "...you think beautifully!"

Ning Zheng laughed loudly, his voice was like a bell, in the silence of the night, it sounded deafening, Feng Jiu covered his mouth and shouted in a low voice: "In the middle of the night, calm down!".

Is this drunk or not?Feng Jiu looked at him suspiciously while covering his mouth, to prevent him from going crazy with alcohol like his cousin.

Ning Zheng didn't have it when he drank the broken pieces, but it's true that he became mischievous and clingy after drinking.

Feng Jiu saw that he was slowly stopping smiling. With the bright moonlight outside the window, which was not much different from August [-]th, his eyes, which were as quiet as deep pools, seemed to be sucking in people again. Feng Jiu was inexplicably a little scared, Just when she was about to withdraw her hand, she felt his wet tongue licking her palm.

Feng Jiu withdrew his hand suddenly, tried his best to calmly rub against the opposite side of the large Babu bed, trying to get out of bed, can't afford to provoke him, can't afford to hide, just give him the bedroom, and hide in the guest room by himself always available.

Ning Zheng stretched out his arms suddenly, grabbed the slender ankle that she was trying to escape, pulled it suddenly, Feng Jiu could no longer maintain the posture of sitting and rubbing, and fell on the bed at once, screaming softly and being dragged over .

Ning Zheng slowly and methodically pressed her down with his heavy body, "Don't let her nose be wrapped, how can I do this? But I have to kiss somewhere... Can't wake you up? Let's go here .”

He seemed to have a discussion with himself, lowered his head, and rolled up the sleeves of her thick pearl-colored sambo satin pajamas, revealing a section of the arm that was more and more deceptive against the full moon. Start kissing upwards.

While kissing and chirping loudly while kissing, it brought a damp, hot and itchy feeling, Feng Jiu wished he could die, who could drag this guy with such a bad drink out.

Kissing and kissing, there was no movement. Fengjiu was ready to spend the night with him. Unexpectedly, she raised her upper body that was not suppressed and looked at it. Ning Zheng hugged her arm and made a slight groan. Snoring, unexpectedly, fell asleep.

Feng Jiu stared at the top of the tent, motionless. It turned out that the tent of the lotus lotus pod had been changed. On the transparent crocodile tent, a group of children in colorful clothes were embroidered playing: they were playing rope, chasing, playing chess, or hiding. , or fighting crickets, after watching for a while, she struggled to turn Ning Zheng's body down, took a breath, and then pulled the golden silk satin quilt from the golden unicorn to cover him.

He left the bedroom and entered the next guest room.

The next day, both masters got up late.

Generally, when San Shao drinks too much, Zhi Changsheng will come downstairs to wait for him knowingly.

Feng Jiu didn't ring the bell, Qiu Sheng already knew about it, so he wouldn't rush into the bedroom so blindly.

So Feng Jiu didn't wake up until the sun was three poles high.

Once Fengjiu got married, once she was woken up, it was very difficult to fall back asleep, so last night she gritted her teeth and scolded Ning Zheng, while turning on the lamp to read a few English newspapers and a few pages of French novels. I turned on the radio in the guest room and listened to the jet-lag English broadcast for a while, until after four o'clock in the morning before falling asleep.

Feng Jiu felt the warmth on his back, and then realized that Ning Zheng was still chasing after him. He didn't know when he came, it was probably early in the morning.

She was tightly held in his arms, which didn't let his always high body temperature heat her up, and didn't let his human-shaped stove lose its effectiveness. Fengjiu also had to admit that it was mid-autumn and the weather was getting colder. She still likes to have such a heat source next to it.

Feng Jiu rubbed his eyes, and felt that Ning Zheng behind him also moved. Feng Jiu sniffed lightly, and instead of smelling the strong smell of alcohol last night, he smelled the fragrance of sandalwood soap. It seemed that he was sober Afterwards, I went to take a shower, which was pretty much the same, Feng Jiu muttered in her heart, and she didn't want to turn back, nothing happened, she still wanted to sleep for a while.

Ning Zheng, who was behind him, put his hands on her lower abdomen, and occasionally rubbed her breasts upwards, she had already learned not to care.

It was almost noon when the two masters were fully awake and woke up. After getting up, Ning Zheng knew that his father had returned to the mansion last night.

Their main activity today is to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, and this has always been attributed to Mrs. Shou Zhang Luo.

(End of this chapter)