Tripod wedding

Chapter 69 Notes of the Fu Family ([-])

"Is this ribbed paper?" Xu Qingru stroked the paper with his fingertips, looked carefully, and saw faint curtain patterns on the paper, guessing that it should be handmade paper, ribbed paper from the Qing Dynasty.

Fu Tianze: "Yes, yes. Xu Qingru, is your focus on paper?"

Xu Qingru pouted, turned to the second page, and began to read.

"The predecessor of the Fu family was the Han family. Han and Zhou had the same surname, and the surname was Ji. In the first year of Jianlong, Song Taizu, the ancestor made meritorious service, and the surname was given to Zhao. In the third year of Shunzhi, in order to protect the Han family lineage, the surname was changed to Fu."

Xu Qingru's eyes moved with the words, and her brows frowned.

"What? Do you want me to translate?"

Seeing her serious appearance, Fu Tianze started to laugh at her again.

She gritted her teeth: "I can understand classical Chinese."

"Heh...Xiao Ru, don't you think you can read it faster if I translate it?"

"Fu Tianze, if you make trouble again, please go to bed first, okay?"

"Okay, I'll shut up."

Xu Qingru turned her gaze back to the notes again, but... she actually forgot where she saw it.

Very well, she was led astray by Fu Tianze again.It used to be the same way, sometimes when she was drawing a picture, he would come over and rub left and right like a cat, until she paid attention to him and forgot what he should draw next.

Of course, this kind of situation always happened when she stayed up late to read books and draw pictures. At that time, he always used this method to force her to stop staying up late, and then left her homework to help her catch up with the progress the next day.

Neither Xu Qingru at that time nor Xu Qingru now knew that Fu Tianze didn't have any "classwork". All his "classwork" at that time was to abandon almost everything and stay by her side.

But what is the situation now?Didn't he ask to read the notes himself?

Xu Qingru sighed, concentrated, managed to find the place where her thoughts were disconnected, and continued to read.

The night is deep, and Kuncheng, a city in the mountains, can see the outline of the mountain from a distance, vaguely and vaguely, like an ink painting.Kuncheng, surrounded by mountains, is still brightly lit, shining like stars.

In the old house of the Fu family hidden behind the green shade, there is a gentle light in the corridor, only the room on the southeast side of the second floor is brightly lit.

Xu Qingru sat at the desk, propped her forehead with one hand, and flipped the pages of the book with the other. Her eyes were all focused on the words, her brows were furrowed, and she was thinking about something intently and solemnly.Fu Tianze stood by her side, his eyes fell on the words for a while, then on Xu Qingru for a while, and finally all of them focused on Xu Qingru's slightly dignified little face.

Ah……

This kind of moment always makes his heart become extremely soft and happy.

This is the girl he loves so much.

Her serious and serious appearance always made him unable to look away.

Time passed slowly, and the notes in Xu Qingru's hand were turned to the end.

"The northern and southern factions are looking for the 'Bian Lang Kingdom' tomb group? They think that the information my father left me is related to the 'Bian Lang Country' tomb group, so they will trouble me everywhere, right? ?”

Xu Qingru raised her head sideways and looked at Fu Tianze, only to realize that this guy was staring at her again.

Speechless.

Fu Tianze came back to his senses, a little surprised.

The records about "Bian Langguo" in the "Transcripts" are just a chat. One of them is that Fu Huaiyin once found a jade finger that is suspected to be a relic of "Bian Langguo" in the "ghost market" of the antique market. .The other one is about the legend of "Bian Lang Country".

【Small Theater 29】

classical Chinese love letter

One day, Fu Tianze received a printed love letter:

Since the day we met each other, I have been thinking about it, tossing and turning, hoping to see you, and I made an appointment to teach the fifth floor downstairs after dusk.

In the evening, Xu Qingru hid in a corner, ready to catch the rape.

Fu Tianze came from behind her.

Fu Tianze: Have you played enough?
Xu Qing was astonished: Do you know I wrote it?

Fu Tianze: Of course.Nonsense classical Chinese, who else but you?

Xu Qingru: ...I didn't play tricks on you. There was indeed a love letter from an elementary school girl, and it was handed over to me. I translated it for you.

Fu Tianze: Translation?

Xu Qingru: Translating should be faithful and elegant, and I have achieved it.

Fu Tianze: Really...mysterious confidence.

Xu Qingru: ...

　Continue to collect

　　
　
(End of this chapter)