The Blessing of the Qi Nv of Transmigration

Chapter 65 Tracking and Peeping
Under Mrs. Zhang's constant care and care, Zhang Fuzhen's "illness" recovered after two days. He had lunch with Wu Jinci in Mrs. Zhang's courtyard with "haggardness", and said that he hadn't read for several days and had to close the door to treat him well. During the dinner, Wu Jinci and Zhang Fuzhen had no communication with each other. Zhang Fuzhen was lazy, and Wu Jinci was also indifferent. After lunch, Zhang Fuzhen went back to his own courtyard.

Wu Jinci and Mrs. Zhang sighed with a smile: "Auntie, seeing that I am so useless, everything is better here than when I was at home. Auntie treats me like my own daughter. I am still a little homesick. It just so happens that Fuzhen is also busy. , I’m going to go back too, and I’ll bother my aunt some other day.” Mrs. Zhang left a few words, and seeing Wu Jinci’s persistence, she knew that her son’s behavior was hurting the girl’s heart, and her future mother-in-law could not help her. The only way is to follow Wu Jinci's wishes and arrange carriages and horses to take her back. I know that even if I ask my son to send her back, I am afraid that there will be troubles and no results. But I have been with Wu Jinci for two or three days, and I think this girl is not bad. , who is good-looking, gentle-tempered, and well-educated, couldn't bear it, so he said to Wu Jinci: "Fuzhen is a nerd, we don't care about him, and let him go to school. He has indeed missed a lot of homework these few days. Auntie will send you back today." Wu Jinci hurriedly said that he didn't dare, and the two refused politely for a long time, but finally, under Wu Jinci's insistence, they only let Zhang An's escort go home.

Wu Jinci had a lot of grievances in his heart, and it was difficult for him to deal with the questions of the family members. He refused to be followed by his mother and a group of aunts. cry.

Ever since I can remember, have I ever been wronged like this, and have I ever been wronged in such a humble way?As long as Zhang Fuzhen can show him a little bit of affection, he won't be so angry and aggrieved.

On the night of the eighth day of the first lunar month of this year, my parents called me over and told me that I had taken care of her in-law's family. He was the young master of Zhangji Restaurant in Fucheng. He was the same age as me. In my heart, the male college should be married and the female college should be married. I just believe that my parents will not find someone who is not good for me, so I say that everything is up to the parents.

Unexpectedly, on the night of the Lantern Festival, the young man who was like a jade in the street under the brilliant lights was like the brightest lamp that night, illuminating her foggy and ignorant way forward. Since then, the image of that young man has been deeply in my heart He couldn't get rid of it, and he was very happy that he had such a good son-in-law. As for the woman he saw on the night of the Lantern Festival, Wu Jinci didn't take it seriously. It is normal.Second, a little business girl, who has not grown up in stature, can handle whatever she wants regardless of her status or age, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

But I never thought that the little business girl would make Fuzhen treat her so affectionately. The man is not afraid of spending all his time outside. He is still the only mistress, and the man will respect him no matter what. He will take his face into account, because he is afraid that he will use his affection and heart on these people outside, just like now, he doesn't even look at himself directly, if he enters the Zhang family in the future, how will he deal with it?In the big family of Nanuo, how can he stand up for himself?

The way of life of these big families has been imprinted in Wu Jinci's ears and eyes by Wu Jinci, who grew up in the big families, and under the indoctrination of his mother, it has long been engraved in his heart. What's more, how can a young girl who is in love not have hopes and fantasies about love?
When resentment accumulates and sublimates, it turns into hatred. Unable to hate the person you love, you hate the person who hinders you. That humble little business girl is the obstacle to her and his happiness.

The four maids stood by the bed, watching Wu Jinci weeping on the quilt, and felt deeply worthless for his little lady. In this Jinhuai prefecture, my lady was ranked among this group of unmarried women, regardless of her family background, appearance, temperament, talent and knowledge. On the other hand, although that Zhang Fuzhen is not bad, but his little lady is not bad at all for him, how can he be underestimated like this!

Until it was time to light up the lights, someone from the front hall asked her to go to have dinner, and when the girl Xiaoxia replied on her behalf, she said that the little lady would not go there, and that she could just eat some snacks in her own yard, and the maid who came to pass the message Then he went back, and after a while, he turned around again, carrying a tray with Shaqima donuts and a box of jelly, which he said was sent by the lady in the front hall, and was given to the young lady for dinner.

Xiaoxia took the tray, thanked the maid, brought the tray into the inner room, and said to Wu Jinci: "The ladies and grandmas in the front hall brought it over for you, my lady. You can eat some, too, my lady."

Wu Jinci raised his head, his eyes were red from crying, when he saw the contents of the tray, his eyes burst into burning anger, he stood up suddenly, and swept the contents of the tray to the ground with one hand. After a few kicks, I felt that the anger subsided a little.

Xiaoxia just stood aside and watched her little lady vent her behavior until the ground was in a mess.

After venting, Wu Jinci slumped down at the table, feeling a sense of emptiness and powerlessness, and couldn't help gritting his teeth and crying.

However, after Wu Jinci left Zhang's house, Zhang Fuzhen often came to chat with Yang Feier at night. Both of them practiced the method of breathing and exhaling according to the exercises taught by the mysterious master, and their spirits improved a lot. Doing things during the day, Yang Feier knew that the Taoists in the previous life also had similar exercises, and they might not sleep for several days, or for more than ten days or even menstruate without eating, so it is not surprising.

Zhang Fuzhen gave the portrait he drew to Yang Feier, and received Yang Feier's sincere praise. He was quite proud, but he didn't mention Wu Jinci, as if there was no such person in this world.

On the fifth day of December, it was the first snow of the year. Because Yang Feier had told her about her special feelings for Chuxue when it first snowed last year, Zhang Fuzhen asked his wife and master for a day off, and asked Yang Feier to go Enjoy the snow in Didi Valley.

The two of them rode in Yang Feier's carriage together. The pink and purple carriage crossed the streets and alleys, and exited the west city gate. In the wilderness of the outskirts, among the white elves flying all over the sky, they galloped quickly and steadily towards the mountain.

It is strange to say that Yang Feier's driver came now. After the biscuit factory opened, a man came to the door to find something to do. Old man Qiu notified Hu Yongqiang. Hu Yongqiang saw it, but he knew him. An outsider with a bow and arrow.

This man left the store and farmed at home for a year. According to the official document of the new rice planting law issued by the county, the harvest is indeed good, but now it is the slack season, so his wife sent him out to find some work. To earn some extra money, he was not familiar with other places, so he turned to Shuyuan Street to have a look first, and then he realized that the Hu family recruited dozens of people in one go, but now they don’t want any more. The outsider didn't give up, thinking to himself, since he had recruited dozens of people, there wouldn't be one more of them, so he took the initiative to come to ask him because he still had some friendship.

Naturally, Hu Yongqiang still remembered this man. After a closer look, he knew that he could ride a horse and drive a cart, so he left him to work as a coachman for Yang Feier, with a monthly salary of [-] Wen.

This outsider is named Wuerchi, 22 years old this year, with a square face, thin eyes, broad arms and round waist, so he is quite strong, so Hu Yongqiang also agreed with him that the salary can be higher, but he has to be both The coachman and bodyguard are two jobs, and they must protect Yang Feier's safety while driving.

After trying it out for more than a month, I found that Nawuerchi was indeed a sincere and straightforward person, always devoted to his own affairs, scrubbed the horse and the carriage clean every day, and Yang Feier would get on and off the carriage without being reminded. Be careful, and do your best.Although I don't know how this Wuerchi will respond when he is in danger, but now in this peaceful time, it is enough to have such a person by Yang Fei'er's side.

Let's say that Yang Feier and Zhang Fuzhen entered the snowy Didi Valley, because the snow was so heavy, they stayed in Chengwangzhu, closed the door, isolated from the wind and snow outside the cave, and burned inside. At noon, the two of them warmed some rice wine and ate a hot pot of fish soup. It was not until the afternoon when the heavy snow fell and turned into scattered small snow particles circling with the wind. I don’t know if it was from the sky or from the top of the cliff. The floating snow was blown off by the wind, and the ground was covered with snow half a foot thick.

Yang Feier and Zhang Fuzhen couldn't hold back anymore, they left Chengwangzhu, went down to the stone by the pool, rolled four big and small snowballs, and made two snowmen, one tall and one short, with black stones as eyes and red snowmen. With the stone as the mouth and the branches as the arms, Zhang Fuzhen was happy to compose a poem on the spot: "Condensing the waterfall in the heart of the green pool, cooking wine and looking forward to the building, flying snow in the valley, Yi and I will guard each other."

Yang Feier looked at the waterfall, it had already condensed into ice, hanging in the air above the stone wall, like glass, covered with a layer of fluffy snowflakes, there was no sound of splashing in the valley, and there was silence, the pool The water also formed a thin layer of ice, and a thin layer of snow fell on it, just like the layer of icing on jelly.

The forest with towering ancient trees, so noisy and bustling in summer, trembling and dark green, is now covered with pure white holy clothes, towering into the clouds.

The two had a good time, and they didn't return until the evening, but they didn't know that Yang Feier and Zhang Fuzhen's whereabouts were always followed by people watching.

That person returned to his master's house, Ms. Wu, at night, and stood under the verandah. He was of medium height, broad-backed and thick, with beards. He whispered to the maid Xiaoxia about Yang Feier's itinerary for the day. Then he turned and walked away on the snow.

Xiaoxia pulled up the curtain and entered the room. There were two brass braziers inside, warm as spring, and two worlds outside the house. Wu Jinci was sitting at the table reading an embroidery sample booklet. After Xiaoxia came in, she dismissed the other people in the room. A maid said to Wu Jinci in a low voice: "Mr. Zhang and that foxy son went to Dashu Mountain today. My cousin only followed them to the mountain gate at the west foot of Shushan Mountain. When he saw them get out of the carriage, he called the carriage back. Mr. Zhang picked up the foxy boy." Exhibiting a strange footwork of lightness work, going up the mountain, although he can also do some lightness work, it is far from comparable. The snow that just fell did not leave footprints, it is difficult to track, and he guarded the mountain alone. One day, he was almost frozen, and at night Fang came down the mountain, but he used that kind of footwork and walked all the way. Looking back, it was the home of Hu Mei, and he probably sent Hu Mei back first. My cousin just came back Sent us a letter."

　Writing essays is a very difficult task. Without full enthusiasm for it, it is difficult to persevere. Because of sedentary codewriting, the intervertebral disc suffered from old diseases. I rested for four days according to the doctor's advice. I will compensate my dear friends later, okay!

　　
　
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