auspicious time has come

Chapter 56
Gigi was momentarily stunned.

Marry... marry her? !

"You...what nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm not talking nonsense! I've never thought of her like that before!" The young man blushed, but his clear eyes were sincere and firm.

Gigi held the hand stove tightly, and her cheeks blushed suddenly.

The snow from the day before yesterday had not cleared away, and when the last twilight of the evening light dissipated, the sky and the earth fell into a cold gray, as if it had suddenly become much colder.

The lanterns hanging high under the pavilion add some warmth to the cold ashes.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Meng Dazhu hurriedly said: "I know it's a little presumptuous to say this suddenly, but I just want to explain my heart to you. If you feel it's not right, you can...you can punch me a few times Yes! If you don’t know how to answer, you don’t have to give me the answer now! I can wait as long as you want!”

Listening to these funny and confused words due to nervousness, Jiji wanted to laugh, had a sour nose, but was also a little annoyed and unwilling to express.

She thinks he is very good, but she is not a woman who will be carried away by these nice words that don't know whether he will be good for a long time!

Otherwise, it would be useless to stay with the girl and study for so many years!
With so many mixed emotions, Ji Ji forced tears into her eyes.

"Jiji..." Meng Dazhu became more and more anxious.

The next moment, the tearful girl said decisively: "No need to wait, I can give you the answer right now - I will never marry you! Captain Meng should marry someone else!"

Meng Dazhu panicked: "Why... why?"

Of course he thought that Jiji would not agree on the spot, or even that he was passionate, but why is it "absolutely impossible"?
Jiji was so angry that her face became more and more swollen.

He actually asked her why?
Why else!
Sure enough, he is as virtuous as those dirty men who don't know it!

Looking at Tie Hanhan who was still eagerly waiting for his answer, Jiji stood on tiptoe and raised her head to stare at him in order not to lose her momentum: "Because you are not good-looking!"

After saying that, he turned around and strode away from the pavilion.

Meng Dazhu had no choice but to stand where he was, with the phrase "Because you were not good-looking" echoing in his mind.

This sentence made the young man sleepless all night.

While tossing and turning, the young man rested his arms on his pillow and looked at a bright moon in the night sky through the wide open window. He asked in a low voice, "Nuwa Empress, are you asleep?"

Paused for a moment, the tone became more and more aggrieved: "I'm too ugly to sleep..."

The young man was full of grievances and disappointment, and in his mind he was imagining the scene where the Nuwa Empress was too irresponsible when pinching him.

When the sky was about to dawn, the young man who was too tired just fell into a dream.

In the dream, he was still obsessed with asking Empress Nuwa——

Empress Nuwa finally responded, but she raised her eyelids and asked: What kind of muddy idea is this?
Clay idea!
It turned out that he was just a muddy idea thrown out casually!

Woo!
In the dream, Da Zhu cried very loudly.

……

Before the residual snow hanging on the corner of the corridor had completely melted, Yingzhou was covered with heavy snow again.

Snow flakes were flying outside the window of the study. Heng Yu was sitting behind the desk and was painting. The smoked cage at her feet was warm, and a few sweet potatoes were thrown into the charcoal basin, and the sweet aroma gradually overflowed.

Jiji stood grinding the ink, squatting down with a torch from time to time to turn over the sweet potatoes that had begun to soften.

When it was really cooked, it was carefully picked out and placed on a tray beside it.

Not long after, Heng Yu just put down the paintbrush, and Jiji wrapped a half-peeled sweet potato in a white and clean handkerchief, and handed it to her girl: "Girl, eat it while it's hot, be careful!"

Heng Yu took it and took a bite. The roasted sweet potato was sweet and glutinous. After one bite, all the internal organs were stretched and ironed.

Hengyu sighed contentedly, and urged Jiji: "Eat it while it's hot."

Gigi grinned and nodded, and the master and servant ate happily around the charcoal basin.

"Is my Jiji worried recently?" Heng Yu took the warm handkerchief and wiped her hands clean, as if asking casually.

Jiji dodged her eyes subconsciously, and quickly asked, "But what's wrong with the servant girl recently?"

"How could it be, my Jiji is so powerful, even if she has something on her mind, she can do everything impeccably, but who told me that Jiji and I are life-and-death friends, and we have always had the most tacit understanding. "

The girl's voice is sweet and smiling, and the sweet aroma of sweet potatoes is in the air, which is warm and reassuring.

Gigi's eyes turned red immediately.

The girl has never treated her as a servant...

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to tell me right now." Heng Yu said: "It's just that no matter what the decision is, since it's a matter between two people, it should be clear to each other. Only when we open up and explain clearly, will there be no misunderstandings And regret, if it is really irreversible, but there is no need to worry about it in your heart anymore, you can be clear about yourself and others——Aren’t you right?”

Jiji wanted to cry more and more, her voice choked up: "Girl..."

But it wasn't this incident that made her want to cry, she wouldn't be so useless, the reason why she wanted to cry was because the girl always treated her so attentively, and she always took everything about her into her eyes!
Heng Yu raised his hand and rubbed her head with a smile.

Jiji held back her tears and promised: "The servant girl will not disappoint the girl."

"Why are you talking stupid again?" Heng Yu poked the little girl's forehead a little angrily: "I've said it many times, you don't live for me, and you shouldn't live for anyone. And my Jiji is a smart and sober girl, no matter what you do, it must be right."

The tears that Jiji had just held back rolled down again, and she nodded heavily towards the girl in front of her.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Heng Yu went to Mrs. Xiao's place to pay her respects, and happened to meet Xiao Mu, and the two of them were left together for the meal.

Madam Xiao's face was full of relief, and she drank one more bowl of porridge than usual.

After the two left, Mrs. Xiao, who was still not satisfied, looked at Mr. Qinghan's poetry collection beside the desk, her eyes lit up, and she suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.

Having made up his mind, he couldn't wait to confess: "Someone ask Master Liu to come here!"

On the other side, after Xiao Mu and Heng Yu left Mrs. Xiao's courtyard, they walked halfway and met Meng Dazhu who was in a hurry.

It's just that this time Dazhu didn't come to find his own general——

After saluting to Xiao Mu, Dazhu looked at Hengyu's master and servant: "Painter Ji, I have something to say to Jiji, I wonder if I could ask her to speak for a while..."

Although he asked Hengyu for instructions, his last gaze still fell on Jiji.

Heng Yu nodded: "Go."

Jiji replied "Yes", blessed her body, and followed Meng Dazhu back not far away.

Hengyu looked at Xiao Mu, and Xiao Mu also looked at her.

Hengyu has already seen the clues. As for Lord Xiaohou——Recently, Dazhu from his family has been quite autistic. 'General, don't your subordinates look particularly vulgar?Obscure? '

Lord Xiao Hou, who didn't pay much attention to his appearance, scrutinized his subordinates for a moment, and then gave an objective evaluation: "It's not that bad." '

But he has always responded to requests, so he still thoughtfully gave a way to solve the problem: "If it affects your normal life, you can go secretly to find Yan Ming, he knows some ways to change your appearance." '

At that moment, the expression of the subordinate really looked like the believers in the temple who were revived after receiving the guidance of the Bodhisattva, and then crazily kowtowed to the Buddha statue.

From the above, looking at the present, Xiao Mu also roughly guessed the reason why his Dazhu was autistic.

And the current scene is quite like two children looking at each other and talking in private, leaving the parents of both sides standing opposite each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Let's go, don't wait for them." Xiao Mu stepped forward, obviously trying to get rid of this weird identity.

Hengyu nodded, and a sentence came out of nowhere in his mind: Children and grandchildren have their own blessings.

What's even weirder is that she felt that the person beside her had the same thought for a moment——

The two walked in silence for a while.

It was Heng Yu who broke the weird atmosphere: "Master Hou just told Aunt Xiao that he was going back to the barracks, but there was another war?"

　From my gradually unstable update time, everyone must have seen it——I don’t have many saved manuscripts (灬灬)
　　
　
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