The Blessing of the Qi Nv of Transmigration

Chapter 68
Mr. Shen has always looked down on this son, and always scolded him for being flashy. Hearing this, he couldn't help snorting: "Isn't this a lice on the bald man's head—is it obvious? Don't insult your son's intelligence. Who in this family Can’t you see that it was Xiu’er who supported it? You are still clamoring for business all day long, look at him, this is called business!”

Shen Fangrui has always been used to being scolded by his own father, and he was not annoyed when he heard this, he said with a good-tempered smile: "That's right, I don't need to mention my business, now I will learn from my brother-in-law and Xiu'er while Do it, it’s very good! I have saved a few hundred taels this year, and I can’t make so much money in any business!”

Zhou said with a smile: "This is also what you do at your sister's and husband's house. How can you get so much for the little work you do?"

Yang Feier said with a smile: "If he doesn't find it troublesome, he can be assigned more tasks next year."

Shen Fangrui said: "That's good, I have the opportunity to learn more."

Old Man Shen said: "You'd better let him do what he's doing now. It's fine to get less money, but I'm afraid that he won't be able to eat too much, and it will cause trouble."

Mr. Hu smiled and said: "I said, old brother, don't worry too much about him. When the child grows up, it may still be due to lack of experience in the past, so it's fine to practice slowly."

Old Master Shen snorted twice, and said: "I hope so, just be more cautious, this fluster is like a ghost, I'm just afraid that he will delay your business."

Everyone laughed and said, "Where is that? You still don't know him too well. He is good at things, diligent and kind. It's rare for him to be such a good-looking talent. If you practice hard in the future, you can handle great things."

Hearing the unanimous praise, Shen Fangrui just laughed happily, his handsome face shone with brilliance, as if he had never heard of his father's disdainful words.

After eating the dumplings, everyone gathered in each main room to play cards, throw pots, or play games. Feng Ling Fengmin took all the female staff to wash up, and asked the hostess to wash up early and go to rest. They will have to get up early tomorrow morning to prepare Deal with New Year's greetings and hospitality matters.

Yang Feier was lying on the bed, and it was past ten o'clock in the evening. At this time last year, Zhang Fuzhen had already been here to accompany her, but he hadn't been seen since today, and suddenly found that Zhang Fuzhen didn't seem to be here for a while. Seeing him, he also felt strange, and he didn't know what Fuzhen was busy with during this time.

Actually raised the mood of longing and anticipation.

When it was about to be handed in, accompanied by the sound of firecrackers outside, Yang Feier had practiced the breathing technique taught to him by Zhang Fuzhen twice. Counting the time, he thought that he would probably not come again, so he had to prepare Going to sleep, he suddenly heard two familiar "duk-duk" knocks on the door, Yang Feier got out of bed with his clothes on, opened the door, and saw that it was Zhang Fuzhen standing under the red lantern, with a handsome face and a slight smile, dressed lightly. He wears a blue brocade cloak with dark patterns, and wears a jade crown on his head, making him look handsome and handsome.

The boy who is about to turn 15 has a tall stature. In the past two years, he has already exceeded 1.7 meters. Although he has worked hard to grow taller, the gap has become wider and wider. It is only about 1.5 meters, which only reaches his shoulders.

The young man entered the room, wrapped in the cold air in the room, and quickly turned around to cover the door. As soon as he sat back on the bed, Zhang Fuzhen hugged Yang Feier in his arms, fearing that the cold air on his body would startle Yang Feier. Quilt together.

Zhang Fuzhen's face was pressed against Yang Feier's hair, and the cold breath invaded his scalp directly through the warm hair. Yang Feier only felt that Zhang Fuzhen was a little different today, and asked: "For the Chinese New Year, what is this?" What's the matter?"

Zhang Fuzhen didn't answer either, he just put his arms around Yang Feier and remained motionless.

After a while, let go of Yang Feier and said with a smile: "I want to borrow you to keep me warm, but it's very cold outside."

The red lanterns in the yard outside the window filled the room with red light, Zhang Fuzhen smiled a little reluctantly, Yang Feier didn't ask any more questions, and just took out a hot water bottle from his quilt and handed it to Zhang Fuzhen.

Zhang Fuzhen held the warm kettle. It was a small round clay pot with a small opening, only the size of a finger. It was plugged with a cork and filled with boiling water. Red thick cotton made a cover.

Zhang Fuzhen held this small and cute water bottle in his hand and played with it repeatedly, as if how interesting this water bottle was, he had nothing to say: "This water bottle is really unique, can you give me one?"

Yang Feier smiled and said: "If you like it, you can take it. It's not a good thing. I made a lot of them in that store. Everyone in the family, including apprentices and employees, has one!"

The two had always been like friends when they were alone, and when they were in Didi Valley, they would often laugh out loud, unrestrained, sometimes almost like two boys, but today they don't know what made Zhang Fuzhen become like this... panicked sad.

Yes, anxious and sad!
Zhang Fuzhen smiled, as if talking to himself: "Then I'll take you, even if I get to the capital, it's just a thought."

The two of them suddenly looked fixed, Zhang Fuzhen turned his head and looked at Yang Feier, looking at each other inquiringly.

Yang Feier said: "Are you going to Kyoto?"

"Yes, my father came back this time, one is to come back for the New Year, and the other is to arrange various matters for us to settle in Kyoto."

Yang Feier's heart suddenly collapsed, and after a long while, he whispered, "When are you leaving?"

"It's scheduled to go on the tenth day." Zhang Fuzhen lowered his head.

"...Then I wish you all the best of luck. It may not be convenient for me to deliver it at that time." Yang Feier smiled lightly.

There was the sound of closing cannons outside the door, and when it was time to talk, countless firecrackers from far and near were fired together, and there was a loud bang. At this time, the words could no longer be heard, so Yang Feier got out of bed, put on a coat The red fox fur cloak on the hanger, walked to the window, opened the window, a gust of cold air hit the room, diluting the warm fragrance in the room, like a stream of ice water rushing into warm milk, mixing each other Together, the warm fragrance adds a touch of refreshment, and the coldness adds a touch of softness.

Outside the window, there are countless people setting off fireworks soaring into the sky, resplendent in the cold night sky, shining pieces of light in the night, and then returning to complete darkness in an instant, the night lights up everywhere, and then goes out, Yang Feier is mocking in his heart—this How much like your own life!
Standing by the window, Zhang Fuzhen accompanied Yang Feier to watch the fireworks explode in the night sky, shine brightly, and then go out, and watched the light of the fireworks flicker on Yang Feier's face. You could see the little girl There are thousands of stars jumping in the eyes, the long and curly eyelashes are trembling, and the colorful eyes follow the bright light, but the coolness on the face is not only not diminished, but a little something called loneliness has been added .

Zhang Fuzhen embraced Yang Feier in his arms again, his movements naturally followed his heart, and he looked down at those shining and beautiful eyes.These eyes open to an equally beautiful heart.

Yang Feier is often hugged by Zhang Fuzhen like this, he has long been used to it, his body is ignorant, but he also looks up at the boy's pair of phoenix eyes, looking for the boy's unspoken heart in it, his small mouth is tightly pursed, that The mouth of Handan sandalwood is moderately thick, the lips are beautifully shaped, moist and plump, in Zhang Fuzhen's eyes, they are like cherry fruits with rich sweet juice.

He stood up straight, and she was still imprisoned in his arms.They stopped talking, and the stars began to shine.

How did their lips meet?How can the birds sing?How can snowflakes melt?How can a rose bloom?How can fireworks fall like a rain of stars?And what bright things are whitening behind the black mountains?
One kiss and it's all there.

The two of them were taken aback at the same time. They stared at each other in the darkness with their sharp eyes open, as if they felt like seeing the spring, like seeing the dawn.There was morning light in his eyes, dew in hers.

At this moment, they could no longer feel the cold night, the sound of firecrackers, the footsteps of the new year, or the sadness of parting. They looked at each other, full of emotion.

They closed the window and sat back on the edge of the bed. Zhang Fuzhen's knee touched Yang Feier's knee, and they both felt trembling at the same time.

The sound of firecrackers for the New Year's Eve has stopped, and above them, the night is bright and beautiful.Gradually they began to talk, replacing the heartfelt silence that had just begun.

The youth's thoughts are pure like elves, talking about everything, about his nostalgia, his yearning, his intoxication, his fantasies, his sadness, how he sneaked away in the early autumn afternoon without her knowing. Watch her take a nap, take a nap with her, how he misses him in two places not far away, how he wishes each other from afar during the festive season.Relying on his trust in the other party's innocence and straightforwardness, he confides all his secret thoughts and the remaining bit of childishness.

Yang Feier was surprised that Zhang Fuzhen had done so much, but all she could do now was stammer a few words now and then.Her soul, like a drop of dew on a flower, trembles on her lips.

This was her first kiss in two lifetimes, how could it not make her heart palpitate.She just felt that something had quietly changed in her heart. In her heart, the young man used to be an arrogant and domineering child, but later he became a learned, ambitious and unrestrained young man. Just now, she put her face on the boy's increasingly broad chest. , Hearing the solid heartbeat inside, I feel that I am a real 12-year-old child, and finally I have a garden where I can play, a coast where I can rest, and a harbor where I can shelter from the wind.

The feelings that make people small are shameful, but the feelings that make people become children are precious!
When he was exhausted, Zhang Fuzhen's eyes were still fixed on this face that made him ecstatic: "Phil, don't worry, I will write to you, and I will find a way to come back here as soon as possible. If I can't come back, you have to find a way to get to where I am."

Yang Feier didn't delve into the meaning of these words, and said, "Okay."

She didn't ask him, and she didn't even think of asking when he would return, and how she let herself find him.In her opinion, it was a very simple and natural thing for him to return to her side!It was a very simple and natural thing for her to look for him!
She rested her head on his shoulder and asked him and herself, "Is it possible for us to be together?"

The innocent question every woman asks.

Zhang Fuzhen gave her an affirmative answer: "Yes!"

In front of his beloved, every teenager shows that he possesses earth-shaking power, can overcome obstacles and lead his lover through many obstacles.

With the current situation of Yang Fei'er's family and Zhang Fuzhen's family background, if Zhang Fuzhen wanted to behave impurely towards her, Yang Feier would have no ability to resist.Among all things created by God, the human heart emits the greatest light, but unfortunately, it is also the human heart that creates the deepest darkness.Often, what you hold out is a piece of sincerity, while what others take is flesh.The heart is still your heart, but in the end you can only watch it trembling and crying in secret.

Yang Feier was lucky, what she met was not a prodigal son, but Zhang Fuzhen, who had a pure heart and a curling jade ruler.

(End of this chapter)