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Chapter 271 I'm dead, remember to burn the paper (1)
Today, Wei Zhizhi was noble and glamorous, and when he saw that he looked down on everyone, he got into the carriage and said coldly, "Go back to the house."

Going down the mountain and returning to the city, the sun in June was really bright, but it was mid-afternoon, and the streets were still bustling with people.

Suddenly Wei Zhizhi lifted the curtains of the car and shouted, "Stop."

The driver didn't know why, so he stopped quickly.The four guards who followed the car quickly stopped in their tracks.

Wei Zhizhi got out of the car, still not looking sideways, walked to a sugar cake stand on the side of the street, and suddenly said to Ming Cui, "Ming Cui, pay, I want to transfer a sugar cake."

Ming Cui hurried to pay.

In front of the sugar cake stand, there stood a child with a runny nose, watching the old man pouring sugar cakes.Wei Zhizhi squatted down, smiled and said, "My sister sent you sugar cakes. What do you want?"

The child's eyes lit up, he sniffed and said, "I want a puppy."

Wei Zhizhi said, "Okay."

Then she stretched out her slender fingers, and sure enough, she still didn't make any progress, just a fairy peach.

She dialed again, it was still Xiantao.

Dial again, a flower.

Dial again, a fairy peach.

Wei Zhizhi was in a hurry, "Why can't you transfer the puppy?"

In a hurry, she tried harder to turn the wooden arrow on the sugar cake turntable, but all the fairy peaches, rabbits, and monkey flowers turned, but she couldn't turn the puppy. Life is really unsatisfactory.

But Wei Zhizhi was not reconciled, and desperately tried to move the wooden arrow, saying, "Why can't it turn? Why can't it turn?"

Tears rolled down my face while talking, "Why can't I turn around?"

Ming Cui was so frightened, the child sniffed his nose and ran away quickly, not daring to ask for sugar cakes.

Yongrong watched this scene in silence, walked over in silence, looked at the sugar cake turntable, knelt down and stretched out his hand, the wooden arrow spun quickly, then slowly slowed down, and finally pointed at a puppy.

Wei Zhizhi raised his head to look at him, his face was full of tears, he didn't speak, he raised his hand to wipe his face, and calmly walked back to the carriage.

The old man sugar biscuits held up a handful of sugar biscuits and shouted, "Miss, your sugar biscuits!"

When he went back, Wei Xian had already returned from the barracks in the west of the city that day, and was waiting for Wei Zhizhi at the gate of Du Wei's mansion.

Wei Zhixia was not surprised when he saw him behind the carriage, he just said lightly, "Father, the family relationship has been broken, so don't be so vulgar, okay? If you can afford it, you have to let it go."

Wei Xian didn't make a sound.

Wei Zhizhi said, "Father, I promise marriage."

Yongrong followed behind the car, raised his head, and glanced at Wei Zhizhi's back without turning his head.

It was night, after Yongrong changed shifts, he went back to sleep listlessly in the barracks behind the shooting range, turned a door, and a black figure jumped out with a whoosh.

When he saw it, he was very pleasantly surprised that it was Ming Cui.

With a straight face, Ming Cui threw a black cloth bag at him, "I'll return all these things to you."

Yongrong caught it in a hurry, a little at a loss.

Ming Cui turned around and left, but after taking two steps, she was unwilling to reconcile, and she stepped back and pointed at the tip of his nose viciously, "According to me, the lady was struck dumb by lightning. It's a good thing she tried so hard to get you into the army, and she still counted on you Meritorious service advances. I think you are such a coward, she can't wait for 100 years, not to mention you are such a wolf-hearted thing! Hmph!"

After speaking, he ran away arrogantly.

Yongrong was so torn, he was dumbfounded for a while, and slowly opened the black cloth bag in his hand.

A mahogany hairpin with a butterfly, and a small wooden figure that has been touched round and smooth.

The little wooden man Wei Zhizhi was smiling at him, silent.

Since that day when Wei Zhizhi went out to Qingjing Nunnery and visited her mistress, she never left the door behind closed doors, and even asked Ming Cui to send her meals to her room. When Wei Xian went to visit her, she was most likely sleepy. Not talking, looking listless.

It has been like this for several days, and even Wei Xian, who is so careless and careless, can see that she is not very satisfied with this marriage.Cheng Yibo came to visit again, and on the pretext of playing chess, he brought up the marriage between his sons and daughters. Wei Xian had no choice but to falter and say that Wei Zhizhi felt a little sick, and we will discuss this matter in a few days.

Cheng Yibo is not happy, is it possible that he is so dignified and Cheng Yibo still can't find a good daughter-in-law?So after playing a game of chess that day, he left with an excuse.

I didn't want him to have a backbone, but his son didn't have one, so he said it was good to see Miss Wei, and urged his mother to send a post to Duwei's mansion, inviting the second aunt and eldest lady of the Duwei's mansion to go to Lingling Lake together Picking pears in the pear orchard.

As soon as the post was delivered, Wei Zhizhi frowned, "What kind of pears are you picking? I don't like pears."

Ming Cui comforted her cautiously, "Miss, you haven't left your room for five days, and you're going to get sick from boredom."

Wei Zhizhi said impatiently, "Forget about being suffocated."

Ming Cui said again, "I think the patriarch's son is a caring one, thinking of Fang'er to please the lady, he's not like those heartless ones who don't even give a sneaky greeting. The lady is suffocated to death because of this." , how unjust it is. It's not the lady's style."

Wei Zhizhi's complexion darkened, Ming Cui's words were not unreasonable, what kind of words did she feel so aggrieved, people might not be able to tell if she wished she would get married as soon as possible, so that she could sit back and relax and never worry about being tortured again.

Thinking about it this way, she Wei Zhizhi is really shameless, why bother.So he resolutely turned over from the soft couch and sat up, "Changing my clothes and combing my hair, let's pick pears."

Ming Cui was very happy to see her young lady recovering her aura, so she went to choose a dress.

Yongrong went to the government office to finish his errands that day, and as soon as he walked to the gate of Duwei's mansion, he saw two green-covered carriages parked at the door, so he asked a guard, "Who wants to go out?"

The guard whispered, "Second Madam and Eldest Miss."

Just as they were talking, Second Aunt and Wei Zhizhi came out one after the other.Wei Zhizhi was wearing a light pink dress that day, his black hair was swayed in jade-colored steps, and he held a round white silk fan in his hand. He looked as noble and glamorous as before, but he looked thinner.

As soon as she came out, she was about to get in the car. When she saw Yongrong standing there holding a stack of documents, she quickly got into the car with her eyes fixed on her. It's not your style to afford it and not let it go.

Yongrong bowed his head in silence for a while, and when he saw the carriage moving, he suddenly grabbed the guard and said in a low voice, "Brother, let's change shifts and be on duty tonight, and I will cover it for you too. Send this to the captain's study."

As he said that, he stuffed the document in his hand into the guard's hand, and then followed the carriage and left.The guard heard that there was someone on duty at night to help him, and he just slipped out to drink flowers and wine tonight, so he happily ran into the captain's mansion with the documents in his arms.

Last summer, Yongrong visited Lingling Lake to pick pears, and it was here that his relationship with Wei Zhizhi began.

Naturally, Wei Zhizhi also remembered these things. When he was sitting on the painting boat, he was usually in a daze. She didn't even listen to Mrs. Chengyi talking to her. Suddenly, he smiled awkwardly, bowed his head and said softly, "I'm a bit tired in the afternoon, I made Da Furen laugh."

(End of this chapter)