Secret love becomes a marriage

"Young master, sit down for a moment, and I'll call grandma."

The little girl called by Gu Shubai to listen to Chan led them into the house, poured tea for them, bowed to Gu Shubai, and ran outside to call people.

Soon, the lively little girl came back. There was an old man walking in front of her. No, it should be said that she was a woman, or a very young "old man", because Gu Shubai just said that she listened to Chan's grandmother. Chan looked very young, but she estimated that she was 15 or 16 years old. If she could be her grandmother, she should have at least 50. Of course, It's another matter if it's not grandma.

The woman, let's talk about the woman for the time being. She pulled up all her black hair, wore a water blue cheongsam, wrapped in a summer shawl, and her temperament had a bit of the charm of old Jiangnan women. She came in and went straight to them.

"Young master." she didn't bow to Gu Shubai, but shouted to him with a smile in her eyebrows.

"Love aunt." Ji Zimo saw Gu Shubai sitting next to him and smiled. He turned his head and looked at her and "shouted silently."

"Aunt Qing." Ji Zimo got up obediently and shouted to the woman in front of him.

"Your wife?" hearing the little girl's call, Su Qing's facial expression stiffened, but soon returned to normal. She smiled at Gu Shubai, and only a few eyes fell on Ji Zimo.

"Well." Gu Shubai took a sip of tea and said, "aunt Qing, a few days ago, I asked Uncle yuan to buy everything. If I did, I'd bother you to take it over and have a look with me. There's not much time left between me and my mother. The family is waiting for us to go back."

"It's all done."

"I'll send someone to bring it." then I listened to her call, "listen to Chan, go and find them in green clothes and green color, and let them present what the young master wants."

"Yes, grandma."

After listening to Chan Ying's words and saluting Gu Shubai, she slowly withdrew from the door. At this moment, she was more dignified and quiet than just now. It should be that this "woman" was very strict with her, and she was afraid.

After a while, footsteps came from outside the door, and then stepped on the sunlight from the door. Several women in cheongsam came in. Some of them were holding exquisite jewelry boxes, while others were holding several cheongsam and shawls. Naturally, they had to put up the frame of cheongsam. They didn't know what to do, and put their cheongsam and shawls on the frame one by one.

"I was in a hurry. I only had time to make three sets."

"That's enough." Gu Shubai said, "we only go through the motions at home. Three sets are enough."

"Well!" the woman who was called love aunt nodded and said, "now I want to change it? I don't know which one of the major and minor looks?"

"Silent, those clothes, like that set?" Gu Shubai didn't answer her, but looked sideways at the girl sitting next to her.

"What do you think?" Ji Zimo left his seat, went to the hanging cheongsam, looked back at Gu Shubai and said, "I have difficulty choosing."

"The emerald color can match people, and the pink is also pleasing. The bright red must look good on you. Well, I can't pick out what to do."

"What kind of color does your mother like?" Ji Zimo felt embarrassed. Her two crescent moon like eyebrows frowned, but there was a little man around Gu Shubai's mother in her mind. After a short pause, she gave her instructions on how to choose according to her mother's preferences.

"Mother's favorite color?" Gu Shubai was silent for a moment and turned his eyes to the person on the side: "aunt Qing, do you know which color my mother likes best?"

This man, how to be a son, doesn't even know the color his mother likes. Ji Zi gives Gu Shubai a white look, and then puts his eyes on Su Qing. His eyes are burning.

"Young master, I don't know this very well, but when my wife comes here, the color she often makes is bright red. I think my wife likes red."

"Well, then wear bright red, OK?"

"OK." Gu Shubai nodded, a little spoiled and bent between her eyebrows and eyes. "Aunt Qing, take her to change."

"HMM." aunt Qing nodded and led Ji Zimo out to the wing room.

……

"Professor Gu, do you look good?"

Some people say: no matter what kind of woman, there must be a cheongsam in the wardrobe. Only by wearing cheongsam can a woman be called a woman.

That's right. Ji Zimo puts on his cheongsam, which adds a charming feminine charm to his temperament. There is also some feeling of ancient Jiangnan women. Time seems to fall back to a thousand years ago through her.

"Good looking." Gu Shubai got up from his position and walked to her. Some possessive people hugged her little body in their arms: "aunt Qing, it's not early, so Shubai took the first step."

"Well, young master, go slowly." Su Qing nodded and took listening to Chan, green clothes and green color to see Gu Shubai out of the courtyard gate.

……

"Professor Gu, what if your mother doesn't like me?"

Although she had done some pleasant things according to what he said, she was still worried. She sat in the car with two beautiful eyebrows and a slight wrinkle.

"No." Gu Shubai patted the little head of the girl in his arms: "my silence is so clever and lovely. How can anyone not like her? Good, don't worry."

"Well." I was still nervous, but his words undoubtedly gave her some strength, making her a little less upset and afraid.

……

"Professor Gu, how long will it be? Why not? It's so dark."

The car was driving on a straight road. The scenery on both sides was originally high-rise buildings, but later it was mountains and forests. All the trees in the eye were towering trees. However, Ji Zimo had no doubts in his heart. Many things that could not be explained clearly could be explained after he told her his identity.

Because there are many big trees on both sides of the road, but it's more than four o'clock, it's very late. Ji Zi looks silently and is worried.

"It's coming soon. Don't worry."

When he says it's fast, it's really fast.

After a while, their eyes were filled with some faint yellow light, the light color held by the thin red yarn. When they looked closer, Ji Zimo found that it was not the candle fire, but the light. As for the reason for not using candles, Ji Zimo looked at the trees on both sides of the road and thought it should be to avoid fire.

The car is not far ahead. In addition to the dim yellow light, there are scattered buildings that are still different from modern buildings. It is a very simple old house.