Xu Xuzhi

Chapter 73
"Lu Wei—hey, Lu Wei!" The gentleman's soft voice called out, calling back Feng Jiupiao's wandering, absent-minded soul. She focused her eyes on the handsome face of the man in front of her, and she still danced gracefully with his steps, unmistakably, "You'an, I'm fine. You haven't told me yet, why did you suddenly come to Fengtian? "

After more than two months in Guangdong, Bao Buqu would call her "Lu Wei" as long as the two of them were alone. This was a tacit little secret between the two of them.

"Businessmen value profit and live after profit." Bao Buqu, who hadn't seen him for a long time, said lightly.

Feng Jiu smiled, "Then I wish you to become a famous businessman comparable to Tao Zhu and Zhang Jian." Tao Zhu Gong is naturally Fan Li who helped King Gou Jian of Yue to take revenge and retired; and Zhang Jian is the first since ancient times. Hanlin, who abandoned his official position and went into business, advocated "saving the country by industry". His cotton textile industry has supported millions of people in the country, and he is the father of China's light industry.

Fengjiu is very careful. Since ancient times, there have been many rich and powerful businessmen, but few of them have a good death, so she only picks those with good reputations and good fortunes, which is also what makes her considerate.

Bao Buqu happily accepted it, not because of the flattering words, but because of her heart.

The sound of auspicious sound came into his ears, and a never-ending heat surged in his heart. He stared at the beautiful face in front of him who had been dreaming from time to time and had been with him for many years, and whispered to her uncontrollably: "I, Bao You'an, wish to be my best friend Lu Wei in this life, Talk about the work of a dog and a horse."

Feng Jiu was stunned when he heard this, and the smile froze on his face, showing a little embarrassment; Bao Buqu laughed and shook his head, "Don't be burdened, that's not my original intention, it's our intention." secret between.

Lu Wei is Lu Wei: Chen Su Lie Zhang, the universe is prehistoric, and you are safe in this life, there is only one Lu Wei.

Ning Zheng was still staring at them from the sidelines. In just a short while, he politely declined the invitations of several ladies, regardless of the more and more unscrupulous stares and whispers on and off the court. Wan is in a bad mood, Qiao Xin, who loves to dance, doesn't even dance anymore, and looks back and forth with worried eyes.

Bao Buqu and Feng Jiu are not Ning Zheng's disregarding temperament, just at the end of the song, Ning Zheng stepped forward without concealing his impatience, Bao Buqu also walked down holding Feng Jiu's arm, when the two met, Bao Unyielding looked at Ning Zheng who had been keeping his eyes on Feng Jiu's face without even looking at himself, smiled helplessly, and lightly patted Feng Jiu's arm, and finally returned Feng Jiu's most important thing. Ning Zheng, and then left the banquet early.

After Bao Buqu left, the couple continued to socialize as usual. Ning Zheng was persuaded to drink a lot, but if he, who has always been a weak drinker, doesn't want to drink, with his current status, who can force him?

But tonight, he never refused to come, and his face was flushed in a short while.His complexion was fair, which became more obvious after being stained with a layer of wine red, and his steps were a little staggering. After saying goodbye to the other guests, he ordered Hu Jianxue to drive away with his two younger sisters, and he had to take his wife back to Yingying Alley.

The two younger sisters, who were clearly disturbed by the undercurrent between the three of them just now, got into the car, and without saying a word, they just waved Feng Jiu goodnight.

Drunk people don't listen to advice the most. Feng Jiu has noticed that more and more eyes are focused on this, so he can only make Hu Jianxue obey the order, while he himself sits beside him as if going all out.

Fortunately, there was no one on the road in the winter, Ning Zheng's car was driving crookedly, Feng Jiu couldn't help screaming in shock.

Later, he noticed it himself, so he simply stopped the car, switched places with Feng Jiu, and insisted on teaching Feng Jiu to drive on a whim with a smile.

Feng Jiu looked at the cars of the Guards Brigade that lined up behind him. The guards were all silent, and none of them dared to come up. They could only watch helplessly as the always prudent boss went berserk in front of his wife.

Fengjiu had no choice but to put his mind to rest, and sat in the driver's seat. Under Ning Zheng's half-drunk guidance, he recalled the actions of watching other people drive, and he drove away smoothly. Fortunately, the Yingying Alley they went to was not there. How far.

Along the way, Ning Zheng babbled about what parts it was and what its use was, talked about the car experience endlessly, and even used the handlebars to adjust the direction of the steering wheel when Feng Jiu was driving crookedly, so that Feng Jiu doubted the authenticity of his drunkenness How many are there? When Feng Jiu drove the car into the small mansion smoothly, even the guards behind Feng Jiu were relieved.

Feng Jiu immediately pushed the door and got out of the car, not wanting to pay attention to the drunk sitting next to him, thinking that he should just freeze him to death.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she stepped out of the car door, Ning Zheng, who was already reeking of alcohol, jumped out like a rabbit, caught up with her, picked her up, and spun around several times, laughing loudly like a bell Said: "My wife is very capable, she can drive so steadily for the first time, and she can park the car just right!"

The guards behind were all dumbfounded, Feng Jiu was speechless and could only thump his shoulder bitterly.

Ning Zheng didn't take it seriously, and still wanted to go upstairs with Feng Jiu in his arms. Unexpectedly, the drunkenness that had been dormant all the way finally hit, and Ning Zheng fell down the stairs with a "gu dong". , let her slide down, and finally lay down slowly on the first step.

Looking at the high ceiling, Feng Jiu couldn't laugh or cry, and tried to drag Ning Zheng, it was okay, she could move him, she dragged him along the carpet to the sofa in the living room on the first floor, and let the servant who heard the sound go upstairs He went to the bedroom to get a few quilts, and without asking the servants to help, he spread a quilt on the carpet, and with all his strength pushed Ning Zheng, who had become lifeless due to his deep sleep, onto it.

After the whole set of movements, she herself sat on the ground with her back against the legs of the sofa, panting heavily from exhaustion.

After he had recovered his breath and covered the quilt, Feng Jiu went to the kitchen to mix a cup of honey water and put it on the coffee table in case he was thirsty in the middle of the night; after thinking about it, wasn't this still awkward? He is so considerate?So he took the cup to the kitchen and poured it out; after thinking about it again, he adjusted a cup of honey water again with a sullen face, brought it down and put it down.

During this process, Feng Jiu was very annoyed by his capriciousness and soft-heartedness, biting his lower lip so that he couldn't let go of his hatred.

Finally made up his mind not to bother, Feng Jiu went upstairs to rest on his own without even looking at the drunk lying on the ground sleeping soundly.

At dawn, she was woken up again by Ning Zheng's unique way of waking up...

What's the use of locking the door?It's impossible to guard against the villain who possesses the stunt of chicken-crowding and dog-robbing.

Accompanied by the lingering relationship between the two, the ubiquitous clear lemon fragrance on his body became stronger and stronger.Feng Jiu thought angrily, he didn't forget to take a bath and brush his teeth early in the morning, it seems that he is diligent, he really is a greedy person who has no profit and can't get up early.

It's a pity that Feng Jiu can't take any small errands any more, his movements are heavy and urgent, Feng Jiu's eyes are blurred soon, his cheeks are like fire, and small whispers and vague reproaches also escape intermittently, accompanied by Ning Zheng's heavy panting echoed in their spacious bedroom.

On the third night, the couple hosted a banquet for Bao Buqu in Baofa Garden, accompanied by Bao Buqu's son Ke Weili, and the four of them had a relaxing and happy night.

Fengjiu watched the tall and handsome half-breed Ke Weili's brows look at ease, and thought to herself that she had learned from Wei Wei, who was always carefree before, but now she was coy in the letter, that the two of them had progressed smoothly in the past year. Coming is also a good thing.

However, Feng Jiu looked up at Bao Buyi, who was sitting opposite and was concentrating on talking with Ning Zheng. His words were earnest, and his demeanor became more and more calm and dignified. When will you find your soul mate?

No, it should be said, when will You'an be willing to find the person he likes?

Of course, taking this opportunity, Ning Zheng and Bao Buqu officially resumed their contacts, even though the situation has changed.

This is the adult world.

Although Ning Zheng still believes in "fight at the head of the bed and make peace at the end of the bed", after a few days after returning from the dance, Feng Jiu still felt uncomfortable and suddenly wanted to go to the grandmother's house in Shanghai to stay for a while.

Years later, on a whim, the old lady and several concubines went to Qianshan Longhai Temple on the second day of the new year to visit the old monk Chengguan to worship the Buddha: Although most monks and Taoists deceive people, this old monk is really a rare Buddhist eminent monk.

Because dignitaries and relatives often come to the mountain, when the old marshal was still alive, he simply repaired the guest house in the temple to be very elegant and convenient. Not only are there Simmons beds, heating, and even 24-hour hot water.

Because they live comfortably on the mountain, their return date has been postponed again and again.Qiaozhi didn't go back to Fengtian at all this winter vacation, she went to a classmate's house in Shanghai, and said she planned to stay there for a longer period of time.Anyway, the Ning family has properties in many places, so Feng Jiu asked the cousin of the second aunt's family in Shanghai to help take care of her young and promising sister-in-law.

After the Chinese New Year, Hong Si went to Fengtian Arsenal for an internship, saying that he wanted to study ordnance carefully, and he would not come back on weekdays.

The second sister-in-law also went back to her parents' home in Shanghai with her second brother to celebrate the New Year this year. After the next year, she will accompany her parents to Nanjing, Suzhou and Hangzhou for a walk, showing her filial piety.

Qiaoxin can enjoy herself at home. She has a soft temper since she was a child, and she is quite aloof from the world. She is completely different from her mother who owes Deng'er. Fengjiu also loves this sister-in-law very much.

In fact, since the old man passed away, the family has lost the lively and beautiful atmosphere of the Chinese New Year: Ning Zheng is so young, and the four concubines of the old man are not old, not to mention that the seven concubines are even younger than Feng Jiu , the relationship between the prostitute and the concubine has been full of embarrassment since ancient times. In order to avoid suspicion, Ning Zheng never wanted to interact with them.

The entire mansion was empty, and because of the recent peace talks, it was safe inside and out, Feng Jiu couldn't stay still anymore, and planned to take Qiu Sheng out for a walk.

She has been well-behaved and obedient since she was a child, and she doesn't like to cause trouble to others. She is also recognized as a good wife when she is married. She is a good wife praised by the entire Fengtian top social circle.

But Fengjiu is very tired of such labels, why should Ning Zheng leave as soon as she wants, and she has to sit at home imprisoned in place?She also wanted to go out to relax, but she was definitely not allowed to report to Ning Zheng, and she was afraid that she would be stinging and stinging to prevent her from going out on the grounds of safety.

So Fengjiu planned to make a surprise move and leave without saying goodbye.

Feng Jiu gave Mama Wu a vacation and asked her to go back to the countryside for a few days. After everything was settled, Feng Jiu told Hong Fu that she would go back to her mother's house for a while, and the housekeeper said respectfully that she knew.Feng Jiu went back to her mother's house for a look, and said that she had made an agreement with the family to take Qiu Sheng to Shanghai to see her grandma.

In this way, neither the Ning family nor the Tang family suspected it, and Feng Jiu set off smoothly.

But Feng Jiu underestimated Ning Zheng's grasp of her whereabouts. When Ning Zheng got the exact news and realized that his wife's unhappiness was not returning to her natal family, but "running away from home", Feng Jiu had already set off.

Fengjiu bought a sleeper ticket with Qiusheng, and arrived in Tianjin after a day and night, and the parking time was 5 minutes.

There is a semicolon of "Goubuli" steamed stuffed buns on the station, which are specially bought and eaten by passengers.

Feng Jiu stopped the sound of autumn, got out of the car by himself, and bought a few Goubuli wrapped in oil paper; and Tianjin's "Eighteen Street Guifaxiang" crispy mahua - this traditional delicacy It is very special, the length is only one-third of the cannabis flowers sold by Fengtian, and the taste is crispy instead of soft. Sprinkled with sweet-scented osmanthus, it has a unique flavor.

Seeing that it was time to drive, Feng Jiu hurriedly got on the train, but the train that was supposed to leave in about one or two minutes later hadn't started after a while. While walking back for a while, he wondered.

When he got to his own carriage, Feng Jiu suddenly saw two guards with guns standing at the door. They were dressed in stone blue military uniforms. Even when they saw Feng Jiu, they didn't look sideways, let alone speak. A feeling emerged in Feng Jiu's heart. Unclear feeling.

"Girl..." Qiu Sheng shyly stood beside the soldier, she was used to being imposing in front of someone.That's right, how can ordinary people have any momentum in front of him?

Feng Jiu calmed down, and patted the little girl who was a little shorter than her comfortingly: "Stay outside."

Feng Jiu put his hand on the handle of the box, hesitated for a while, and opened the door anyway.

With his back to her, there was a tall and slender young man who stood motionless against the car window, dressed in military uniform, and his back was imposing.

Hearing the sound, the man turned around slowly, and Feng Jiu met a pair of dark eyes without any surprise.

The enemy does not move, I do not move.

Seeing that Ning Zheng was silent, Feng Jiu also kept his mouth shut.

After staring wide-eyed for a long time, Ning Zheng didn't wait for Feng Jiu to say a word.

He walked forward unhurriedly, stretched out his hand to support Feng Jiu's chin, let her look up at him, then suddenly tightened his fingers and squeezed, Feng Jiu finally said "ah", and then put his hands together and started to fight. save yourself.

"Let go! Quickly let go!" Feng Jiu simply kicked with his legs and kicked his hands.

Ning Zheng took a step forward and clamped Feng Jiu's leg tightly, his posture was so ambiguous and awkward that Feng Jiu's face immediately turned red.

"A married woman who lies and cheats, and leaves without saying goodbye, where is she going?"

After waiting for a long time, Feng Jiu, who was still shouting happily just now, did not move, "Isn't he always eloquent? Now is your chance, and you don't want to hide it for yourself?"

"Didn't you convict me? What else do you want me to say?" Feng Jiu muttered.

Ning Zheng simply took off Feng Jiu's long furry cloak from the clothes hanger next to her and covered her head-on, regardless of her struggling, picked her up by the waist, kicked open the box door, and ordered without looking back: " Qiu Sheng, go in and tidy up."

Qiu Sheng was so frightened that only the eyeballs could move around, and he couldn't speak a word.

Ning Zheng hugging a big living person didn't affect his walking speed, but Feng Jiu calmed down: performing martial arts in front of outsiders is a very uneducated thing, and she couldn't learn or do it after many years.

Ning Zheng strode straight to the train that was parked opposite. This is a special train that cannot be seen from the outside. It is very short, with only four carriages hanging on it. Removed those previously prominent features.

After the two bustling tasks are over, the unlucky passengers on the southbound train can move on.

Feng Jiu was carried by Ning Zheng all the way to the special train, into the sleeper compartment, and then thrown onto the sofa.

"Why did you come out so recklessly, aren't you afraid of danger?" Feng Jiu struggled to sit up, not forgetting to stare at him, because he was angry at him for not cherishing his own life, and the scene of the death of the old man less than a year ago is still vivid in his mind, Heart-piercing.

Although the situation is relatively stable now, if things are not in order, something will happen.When Ning Zheng travels now, there will usually be a large number of brigade guards and brigade soldiers in full armor to follow him, how could such a small number of people come out now.

However, during this period, people on the military front were quite particular, and no family members, women and children of their enemies were kidnapped to extort money from the powerful, so the travel of the family members of the warlords was not affected.

"You still know how to care about me?" Ning Zheng raised his head to look at her indifferently, touched his pocket, and put his hand down again when it was empty.

"I just want to come out for a walk. It's nothing else. I'm afraid you won't agree if you just say it."

Ning Zheng originally wanted to speak harshly to her, but... how difficult it is, Xianyan, whom he hasn't seen for a few days, is right in front of him, within reach.

The interrupted itinerary can no longer be stagnant, the follow-up arrangements are full, and it will only waste time if you keep your face sullen.

He walked over to sit down, hugged her in his arms, raised his head after a while, face to face, forehead to forehead, "Don't do this again, if there is such a thing..."

what will happen to youFeng Jiu couldn't help tilting his head, looking at him out of the corner of his eyes, there was no fear in his eyes, only curiosity.

Ning Zheng felt that her husband had failed. How many women are not afraid of their husbands nowadays?The times have progressed, so what?The husband is still a woman's god, but this never includes herself.

"I'll lock you up and not let you go out of the room." He whispered, but there was a smile in his eyes. The cunning little girl looked into his eyes carefully and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Ning Zheng secretly sighed, "When I'm free, I'll accompany you to Shanghai to visit my great-grandmother, second aunt and third aunt, huh? Didn't we say before that we're going to meet Zhang Daqian?"

Feng Jiu remained silent, but his eyes softened.

"Miss me?" Ning Zheng asked softly, seemingly unintentionally.

Usually Ning Zheng talks like a mountain spring, like a jade pendant, clear and cold, just like the impression he gives people, he is a noble son with a sense of distance, he seems to be courteous and easy to approach, but once he really gets along When you get close, you will find that there seems to be a magic circle drawn by Monkey King around him, and he bounces back with a "bang".

But at this moment, there was a hoarseness in his voice, hiding a trace of improbable timidity, but it was more ear-piercing than usual.

Feng Jiu's heart suddenly jumped a few times out of synch, she was a little strange, she raised her hand to cover her heart, looked at Ning Zheng, hesitated a little, just about to open her mouth, Ning Zheng suddenly leaned over and kissed her , kissed her so straight that she forgot his question, where she was, and where her heart was.

Ning Zheng knew that he couldn't hear the answer he wanted—there was no lovesickness in the clear eyes in front of him;

Ning Zheng put Fengjiu and Qiusheng down after the special train arrived in Fengtian. In the following days, he shortened his unimportant itinerary and hurried slowly. Finally, he returned to Fengtian a few days earlier than expected. The day happened to be Sunday. Jiu has already started school, but logically, Feng Jiu should still be in the commander-in-chief's mansion.

When I got home and went into the study, I didn't see Feng Jiu.He was a little surprised. In the past, at this time, he was allowed to study hard in the study.

He turned around and was about to go upstairs when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from upstairs. Looking up, Feng Jiu was wearing a Song-made Hanfu made by Mr. Collared jacket and light lotus-colored skirt, with a dark lotus-colored long gown on the outside, Qiusheng combed a wig made of real human hair into a beauty bun, and put a red gold-dotted kingfisher on it. The little bird in the frame swayed and jumped out of the lover, and there were two cloisonne hairpins.

Fengjiu's whole person is elegant and elegant, and she is hanging down the skirt. If the current day is replaced by the melting moonlight, she is simply a character who has stepped out of a picture of a lady in the Song Dynasty at home.

Ning Zheng already knew that his wife was living a retro day.

Fengjiu is very proud of being a Han nationality. He didn't like the cheongsam that almost everyone wore during the Republic of China, which evolved from the flag dress. Most of the clothes on weekdays are straight and big gowns, or simply wear Western-style skirts. ; especially the improved cheongsam that is popular now, the waist is pinched and thinner, the skirts are opened higher and higher, and a large section of white legs will be exposed in summer, which has provoked many old masters to scold the world for not being old.Although Feng Jiu is not an old master, he doesn't like it either.

"Are you going to play the zither today?"

Seeing that Ning Zheng was doing so well, Feng Jiu nodded in satisfaction, "No, so I have to burn incense and clean my hands."

Feng Jiu doesn't like the sound of the guqin, it always feels hoarse, sad and self-admiring, and the volume is also low; she prefers the sound of the guqin, which is round and deep, with a sense of worldliness.

Some people say: "The zither pleases yourself, and the zither pleases others." With Fengjiu's personality, she would rather please herself and others at the same time.

Although the history of Guqin is 1000 years earlier than Zheng, there have been famous Qins since ancient times, such as "Fengming" in Song Dynasty and "Ben Lei" in Ming Dynasty. The reason for the name is probably as someone said, the problem of Chinese intellectuals arrogance; for example, compared with cats and dogs, intellectuals always prefer cats with their own independent will, the same reason .

Feng Jiuben doesn't like incense very much, but in order to fully replicate the elegant scene of the ancients, he can only endure it, but there is always only one kind of spice burned.

She threw incense into the Song Jiexiu kiln incense burner on the desk, and when the fragrance came out, Ning Zheng smelled it and smiled.The glaze color of Jiexiu incense burner is white and yellowish, fine and smooth, with fine and dense slices, which looks simple and elegant. This is what Feng Jiu found in the big warehouse of Ningjia's antiques, because he likes its shape and formed after opening. For fine lines, I took it out and used it.

The lingering aroma is exactly the sweet pine that Ning Zheng often wears in his daily clothes. It is cold and slightly bitter. It is used to refresh the mind in summer, and it smells cool.

Fengjiu has been very close since she got married, and since then she only burns this incense when she plays the zither.

Ning Zheng saw that she washed her hands very carefully in a clay bowl, wiped them clean with a towel, and carefully looked at the trademark of a circle and an inner triangle printed on the lower left corner. It was the first domestic brand "triangle brand" towel. Realizing that she can use domestically produced products in her daily life, she also uses domestically produced products.

Feng Jiu then sat on the piano bench in front of the Guzheng. Although there was no dispute over which of the Guqin and the Guzheng was superior, it did not delay Feng Jiu's use of the music scores written for the Guqin that have been handed down from ancient times to the present. Piano, so she is very familiar with Western staff notation, and the current piano notation is rewritten with staff; otherwise, she would not recognize it, whether it is the reduced character notation of Guqin or the meter notation of Guzheng.

Feng Jiu calmed down and played the song "High Mountain and Flowing Water" first, and then "Pingsha Luoyan", one piece was mellow, and the other piece was full and smooth.

Fengjiu's fingering skills are proficient-heavy, heavy, fast and slow, rolling and relaxing freely.The two songs are both melodious and lofty, and to Ning Zheng who listens to them and appreciates them, they are both a great enjoyment.

At the end of the strings, Feng Jiu's slender hands wearing extremely elegant and expensive antler armor caressed on the guzheng made of red sandalwood. The eggplant purple silk sleeves half covered her arms, and the 21 pillars arranged in a geese array The zither and the horse are weaving together, bringing the lingering rhyme unabated. The two looked at each other, and their eyes were already intertwined.

A thought suddenly popped up in Feng Jiu's mind - that's it.The past is the past after all, let's live the life in front of us.

Ning Zheng looked at the ever-changing emotions in Feng Jiu's eyes, felt relieved, stared at her watery eyes, and said slowly: "Master Ning's skill is so superb, I deserve a reward."

Feng Jiu's piano skills are lackluster, the main reason is still lack of skill, but his guzheng is indeed worthy of great praise.

Feng Jiu smiled: "Don't dare, what reward? I won't do it if it's easy."

Ning Zheng smiled and said, "You are satisfied." Walking to the back of the study, he took out something from a cowhide box, and beckoned Feng Jiu to come over: "Do you know what this is?"

Feng Jiu looked at it curiously. It was a yellow wheel-shaped object, one side was engraved with the cloud pattern of Ruyi's head, and there were two dragons leaping in it, and the four seal characters "Ruyi Baolun" were engraved on the back.

Feng Jiu leaned closer to smell it, and there was a faint musk and an almost inaudible smell...

Feng Jiu narrowed his eyes and laughed: "It's actually a piece of ink? I've never seen such a beautiful piece of ink."

Even in the era of the Republic of China when old and new ideas collided fiercely, and Chinese and Western cultures fought to the death, decent families never slackened in their children's traditional calligraphy education.Calligraphy is the appearance of a person, so Feng Jiu and Ning Zheng cannot escape such experience. They have been writing for at least an hour a day since they were young, so how could they not be familiar with the Four Treasures of the Study?
"But the ink ingot is so fragrant, and it's as black as lacquer, and it's bluish-purple. It should be the highest grade ink."

"You really have good eyesight. This piece is musk ink. According to the owner of our pawn shop, it was made by Pan Gu, an ink worker in the Song Dynasty. It has a history of 300 years." Ning Zheng continued, "The fragrance you smell is musk. ——Add a little musk to oily ink, and the painting and writing will be fragrant and quiet, and it will not rot or corrode.”

When Feng Jiu heard this, he was very surprised: "Musk's musk?"

"Hmm." Ning Zheng looked at Feng Jiu, why was she so surprised?
"It's not that Musk will..." Feng Jiu suddenly stopped talking, and his face turned slightly red.

"Musk will make women infertile?" Ning Zheng said with a hint of a smile, "I didn't expect our Jiu'er to be so anxious to become a mother." He put down the ink ingot and picked her up suddenly, "Yes My negligence, now I will personally correct it."

Feng Jiu was held in his arms, kicking his feet in a hurry, "Young master climbed the pole, I just have a thirst for knowledge, do you understand?!"

Ning Zheng wanted to tease her at first, so naturally he put her down: "Musk is indeed easy to cause miscarriage, but it's not that serious. If you do get pregnant in the future, you should pay attention to it, and you can't use perfume. It’s just a lot of plasters for bone pain, and there’s a lot of musk in them.”

Feng Jiu squinted at him, thinking that if Ning Zheng didn't have this burden on his shoulders, he would be considered a person with a wide range of hobbies, so he praised half-truthfully: "I didn't expect our third young master to understand so much. Little, could it be that you originally wanted to study medicine?"

Ning Zheng twisted her face, "I really want to be a doctor, but my father doesn't agree; I have read some ancient medical books and studied the human body. When the family doctor comes, I always go to see the doctor. I even worked in the family’s Chinese medicine shop for a year. Don’t forget, my father was an apprentice in a Chinese medicine shop, and Soma is quite famous..."

Feng Jiu's eyes widened: "Didn't father become a gangster from the beginning?"

Ning Zheng was so angry that he gave her a brain crash: "Why didn't you say that he was a traitor from the moment he was born?"

That's true, Feng Jiu smiled complacently.

"Look at how much money you got by marrying me. It's equivalent to having half a doctor, a driver, a pilot, an equestrian instructor, a ski instructor, and a connoisseur who specializes in Shi Tao..."

Feng Jiu smiled and looked at him with his hands on his cheeks, Ning Zheng: "..."

"Why are not you talking?"

"No, temporarily." Ning Zheng straightened his body.

"Why don't you say that you married me, which is equivalent to marrying a cook, a gourmet, a luthier, an antique connoisseur, and an accountant at the same time...?"

"It's gone, it's only temporary." Feng Jiu puffed out his chest, so Ning Zheng's eyes stuck to it and turned around for a few times, then he laughed, hugged her close to him, and stared into her clear and bright eyes: "You I left out one of the most important... But, I won't tell you..."

He lowered his head and kissed her deeply, hearing her originally steady breathing become rapid, and seeing her white jade-like cheeks rising like fire, Ning Zheng finally began to have a small portion in his heart that he had been tossing and turning for so long. peaceful.

Qiu Sheng heard the conversation between the two just now outside the door, covered her mouth with a smile, turned around secretly and went to the kitchen to tell Wu Ma, so that she could have a good time too.

(End of this chapter)