The eldest married as a merchant's wife

Chapter 18: Love Between the Eyebrows (1)
There are many people in the ancestral hall, and the big show is about to begin.

The sisters picked an open space and put down the stools. Xiuhe had just sat down, but when she looked up, she saw Gengwu again.He was sitting on a bench not far from her, in horseback riding posture, with a broad back.She only needs to raise her head a little, and she can meet his gaze.

How could he be so born that he would not play anymore? I didn't want to see him, but he was everywhere I went.

"What are you looking at?" Wan Chun approached, she picked the place, in fact, she had already seen Geng Wu.The girl's mind is always sharp, seeing Xiuhe looking in that direction, she feels uneasy.

Wan Chun followed Xiu He's line of sight, and suddenly said, "Ah, why is your father here?"

Xiuhe was about to change positions, so she couldn't help but take a closer look after hearing this.No, under the pavilion, a middle-aged man limped in, holding a wine gourd in his hand, with a rough figure of a northern man.Walking to the outside of the crowd, a pair of big eyes swept the crowd, and then walked straight to Geng Wu's side, waved his hand, and sat down with a clatter.

Geng Wu raised his head, seeing that it was Xiu He's father, he bowed his hands politely: "Hello, Uncle."

"Well, you're good too!"

Xiuhe saw her father taking a sip of green wine, and pulled the bench away in a big way.Geng Wu had a good temper and gave way to her father, and Lao Guan Fu didn't thank him. He had already occupied most of the seat, but he still felt that there was not enough room. With a kick, Geng Wu only had a seat about the size of a palm.

Xiuhe stopped short of breath, she knew her father too well.Mei Xiaoting played tricks on old Guan Fu a lot in the past few days. Once Mei Xiaoting teased Guan Fu, Guan Fu would hire a matchmaker. Sometimes Xiuhe was rushing to work in the embroidery workshop, and Guan Fu would call the matchmaker to the gate. By the looks of it, the old and the young are struggling.

Probably tonight, he had the intention to test Geng Wu again, "Master Yuezhang is testing his son-in-law", since no one wants her, her father will leave her to Lao Geng's family and ask Geng Wu to "responsible".

Sure enough, after sitting for a while, Guan Fu rubbed against Geng Wu again, coughing and coughing with a thick voice: "That day you carried our Xiuhe back from the pool in the middle of the afternoon, but many people saw it."

Xiuhe heard Geng Wu answer: "Yes. I'm afraid that Xiuhe will faint for too long, this junior will take the path."

"Hmm... I heard that I'm 21 this year, and I'm going to marry a daughter-in-law in the future. It's not easy to live in a small courtyard with your palm-sized one." Guan Fu shook out the hookah and gave Geng Wu a sideways look.

——The boy looks stable and steady, but he is quite upright and can be the head of the family.

Geng Wu frowned, not knowing what Uncle Guan meant, but he still replied respectfully and earnestly: "If I marry a lovely woman, I will definitely not be willing to let her suffer with me. When the days are better, I have to change to a better house." .”

"Oh, good, that's good." Guan Fu took a sip of his wine and looked up solemnly to watch the play.

This is slowing down, when he thinks up how to ask, who knows what else he can ask next.

"Father." Xiuhe became anxious, raised her voice, and glared at Lao Guanfu bluffingly—you don't feel ashamed to sell your daughter like this!

"Ah?" Old Guan Fu raised his head and was stunned for a moment - he didn't expect his daughter to sit so close - but he didn't admit his embarrassment when he was caught, and pretended to be fierce: "Why? The person is not his, so this Is it distressing? This girl... I have seen it all, and if I don’t like it, I will ask him to take responsibility. "

On that day, Geng Wu had his daughter's body on his back, a bag in one hand, and her hip in the other hand. When he entered the door, he ran to the small attic without saying a word. Once he put Xiuhe on the bed, he covered the quilt tightly—so afraid of being caught by others. See—Old Guan Fu is someone who has experienced it, he has sharp eyes, he is not a fool.

Geng Wu didn't look back, he was still sitting upright in a horse stance, with his hands naturally on his knees.However, Xiuhe saw from behind that his sharp-edged face seemed to twitch.

Sure enough, he did not forget what he saw that day.It is customary to pretend to be indifferent solemnly.

(End of this chapter)