Boss, she was forced to be the wife

Chapter 35
"It's here!"

While Mara was still looking at the plaque, the man pushed the door open a crack with his shoulder and squeezed in.

Mo Luo saw the man entering the house, so he followed him.

"Just put that stack of books on the cabinet on the left."

The man put the book down on the right side, shook his wrists that were sore and numb from holding the book for too long, and nodded in satisfaction after seeing Mo Luo put the other stack of books properly.

"Thank you for today."

Mara shook his head and said to her:
"Where, I still want to say that you are magnanimous. You didn't care about me and broke your book."

"Ha ha ha ha"

Seeing that Mara was an easy talker, the man laughed a few times, then took out a pot of tea and said:

"I don't think you are that tricky person, and you speak decently. I like decent people. Don't rush away. Stay and taste my tea."

The man beckoned Mo Luo to sit down at the table, then suddenly thought of something and stood up again, saluted and said:
"Look at my memory, I forgot to introduce myself - I am Du Liufang, the owner of this Liufang Pavilion. This Liufang Pavilion is a study, which is my father's legacy to me."

Mo Luo took a private look at it by the candlelight inside the room, and this Liufang Pavilion was really like a library with four books and complete books, and there were countless books in it.

Then he also bowed to Du Liufang:
"Your humble Wan Moluo, who works in Zhou Guogong's mansion, is from Pingshui Town, and came here with the nobleman by chance."

Du Liufang snorted disdainfully when he heard the words Zhou Guogong's mansion, and then he heard Pingshui Town and then continued:

"Oh~ Pingshui Town, in the northernmost part of the southern country, there are still people willing to bring you to the capital in such a remote place. It can be seen that the person you met is indeed a noble person."

At this time, the pot of hot water was boiling. Du Liufang picked up the pot from the small stove and placed it on the table mat. He also took out some tea leaves from the box and put them into the teapot, then poured the boiling hot water into the pot. Pour slowly.

After waiting for a short while, he poured out all the tea in the jade-colored teapot and added another pot of tea. At this time, he poured the second pot of tea into a medium-sized teacup and wiped it with a lid. After the tea spilled out, close the lid and twist it a few times.

Then he poured the tea in the tea cup with the lid closed into Mara's and his own tea cup respectively.

Finally, open the teacup upside down and display the remaining tea leaves in the standing lid.

During this period, neither of them spoke, and Mo Luo just watched silently as Du Liufang finished all this and then solemnly placed the tea in his hand in front of Mo Luo.

Mo Luo picked up the tea, only to see that the tea inside was slightly yellow-green, and there was a fragrance of leaves blowing towards his face. Mo Luo moved his nose closer to inhale, then took a shallow sip, and said:

“Good tea”

Du Liufang, who had been looking at Mo Luo, showed a hearty smile at this time:

"You are really interesting, I rarely meet people like you!"

"You are very skilled in the tea ceremony, you must taste tea often."

Mara also responded politely at this time.

Du Liufang nodded, showing appreciation to Mo Luo.

Many candles were lit in the room of Liufang Pavilion, brightly illuminating the study, and Du Liufang's face, which could not be seen clearly outside just now, could be seen clearly now.

She is very delicate, even delicate, she seems to be born with the temperament of a literati, her pale face seems to have not seen the sun for a long time, but at this time she is a little red, I don't know why Because I met Mo Luo, a person who can talk, and it was still hot.

"Since my mother passed away, few people are willing to have tea and talk with me."

Du Liufang drank the tea in the cup in one breath and said somewhat depressedly:

"My father's property is this study. He was willing to be with my mother because he took a fancy to her talent. Although the two of us did not have great wealth in this life, we enjoyed flowers and the moon together, talked about poetry and songs, and we Political scriptures can be regarded as a peaceful and beautiful life."

"The dead are gone, so mourn and change."

Mo Luo has always been incapable of comforting others, seeing Du Liufang showing a sad expression at this time, he could only pat her on the shoulder to express comfort.

And Du Liufang also reacted at this time, wiped his face and said with a smile:

"Look, I'm really serious. I'll punish myself for talking about this sad thing!"

Speaking of which, Du Liufang raised the teacup and drank the tea in one gulp.

Mo Luo just smiled without saying a word, picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a shallow sip.

The two of them chatted very passionately that night. Although it was mostly Du Liufang who was talking about it, Mo Luo occasionally interrupted, but every time Du Liufang spoke, Mo Luo connected just right. In fact, Mo Luo also felt that although Du Liufang talked a lot, he was not annoying. Bored.

She, Mo Luo, has always been a person who is suitable to be a listener. When meeting such a talkative but not annoying person, she is willing to say a few more words with her.

By the time the two of them came to their senses, several pots of tea had been boiled and the sky was getting dark.

On the contrary, Du Liufang became more and more excited as she chatted, and she didn't feel thirsty when drinking tea. The conversation this night made her regard Mo Luo as her confidant.

"I said, sister, you and I really hit it off. It's been a long time since anyone has allowed me to talk so much."

"I don't talk much, but you really know the past and the present."

Mo Luo told the truth. She had a deeper understanding of Du Liufang tonight, even though she was the one who told her everything about her family like beans poured out of a bamboo tube.

But at the same time, she also said a lot that Mara didn't know. Only then did Mara feel that she was shallow and indifferent——

There are too many stories, countries, histories and anecdotes in this world that she has never heard of, but at this time she can only be confined between survival and needs, struggling to survive, unable to move.

"What's the use of knowing everything about ancient and modern times if no one is willing to listen? My neighbors are not willing to play with me. They all laugh at my tone. If I live in the poor atmosphere of this scholar for the rest of my life, I might as well find a job to make a living. , I want to ask a husband to have a baby and live my life, but I don’t want to.”

Speaking of this, Du Liufang became more and more depressed. She has seen her parents' loving appearance, so she naturally wants to find someone who can spend the rest of her life with her loving and loving person.

I don't know how many times Du Liufang said this in one night, Mo Luo already knew it, and she just nodded and said:

"Don't care about other people's eyes, just do what you want to do. After all, only you can experience whether you are happy or not in your life."

Du Liufang seemed to agree with this very much, and he smiled even more when he heard Mo Luo say this. The two chatted for a while, and Du Liufang asked Mo Luo this and that.

And Mo Luo did not hide anything and told the truth about his situation.

Du Liufang was shocked when he heard that Mo Luo had seven husbands:

"There are so many, are you lucky enough to come here?"

Mo Luo shook his head helplessly, and simply said:

“I was young and ignorant at the time, and now I can’t get rid of it even if I want to.”

Du Liufang nodded and said thoughtfully:

"That's right. If a man is a husband, it will be difficult for him to get married again."

Mo Luo touched his nose, thinking that what he actually wanted to say was not this, but thinking of the current situation, what Du Liufang said was not wrong, so he also acquiesced.

Immediately during the conversation with Du Liufang, Mo Luo talked about what he had experienced recently, and how he was asked to learn about literature, ink, and ancient and modern art.

Du Liufang was stunned when he heard it.

"Why do you want to learn martial arts and know everything about ancient and modern times? Why don't you take me there? I'll definitely convince her."

"this."

Mo Luo took out the iron fan from his waist and put it on the table. Du Liufang picked up the fan curiously and exclaimed:
"So heavy!"

She slowly opened the fan and exclaimed after seeing clearly the layout and texture of the iron fan:
"This is the Xuanmen iron fan!"

"Xuanmen?"

Mo Luo grasped the key point and asked at the right time:

"What is Xuanmen?"

Du Liufang opened the iron fan in his hand and waved it in the air a few times, only to feel that his arms were sore, and then touched the tip of the iron fan with his fingers, only to feel that his fingers hurt and his belly was cut.

Then she closed the iron fan and said:
"Xuanmen is a hidden sect in the Jianghu. Legend has it that the first generation patriarch of Xuanmen got the meteorite from the Flying Immortal, and used the black iron on the meteorite to create weapons to open up Xuanmen."

"This iron fan is one of the representatives of Xuanmen's weapons. In addition to the fan, there are three weapons: hammer, shield, and sword. However, this iron fan does not seem to be real black iron. According to rumors, black iron weapons all have their own magnetic field. "This"

Du Liufang looked at the iron fan placed on the table and shook his head——

"Although it is sharp, it has no magnetic field. It should be copied by someone outside based on the real black iron fan."

Mo Luo only felt that the layout of the iron fan was exquisite, and it would be easy to use after being proficient, but she didn't know that the fan was so exquisite, so she picked up the iron fan, opened it with a swish, and looked at it carefully. .

"Liu Fang, I need you to help me."

Mo Luo looked at the iron fan, made a very important decision, looked at Du Liufang opposite and said solemnly.

puff--

At this time, Du Liufang couldn't hold it in any longer. She clenched her fist and hit Mo Luo and said:
"Why are you so serious, I know what you want to say, and I am willing to help you."

"Would you like to help me?"

Du Liufang nodded and then explained:

"Whether you approach me intentionally or unintentionally, it doesn't matter. I need someone who can listen to me, who is willing to listen to my boring knowledge, and I appreciate you very much, so... we have reached a cooperation! Wan Moluo !"

Du Liufang showed a big smile towards Mo Luo, and stretched out one hand to look at Mo Luo.

And Mo Luo also smiled. For Du Liufang's character and temper, she said what she had to say and did what she had to do. She made it clear that she liked to be straightforward the most.

"My honor, Du Liufang!"

Mo Luo stretched out one hand and held Du Liufang's hand backwards. The two held each other's hand tightly as if they were wrestling wrists, but they both had smiles on their faces.

　I worked overtime at ten o'clock today, had a meal at 10:30, and barely finished writing 6000 words. It seems that I need to save more manuscripts in the future

　　
　
(End of this chapter)