Chapter 395 The dough of our old Zhao family is getting bigger and bigger (Happy May Day!)
At the beginning, Zhao Rong, who was preparing to go out at Longquandu, actually chose the road back home, heading south to experience the chivalry and swordsmanship of Nanxiaoyaozhou.
However, because of the memory evoked by the jade pendant buried in front of my mother's grave, I hesitated before leaving.
Finally, with a little guilt towards Qingjun and Que Yiyi's self-persuasion, he hesitantly turned around and headed north.
Then he met Sanbian, saved Xiaoxiao, helped Wenruo... and held Qingjun's hand.
This silver medal is the beginning of everything.
Zhao Rong stood on the roof in the night wind, watching Luo Xiu's searching figure go away, sending away a woman who wanted to experience the unknown and interesting things just like him before. Looking back at the beginning, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
At the beginning, it seemed that he was just choosing one of two equally unremarkable paths. Little did he know at that time that his life would be completely different over the years.
Zhao Rong actually had some vague thoughts about this silver medal that he had left on his body before. After all, it represented the third path that he had never chosen.
Now, when he gives the silver medal to others, it can be regarded as saying goodbye to the past self, no longer hesitating or looking back, and seriously facing the present.
"Xiao Qian'er." Zhao Rong said suddenly.
"Hmm." She said softly.
"You, Brother Rong'er, and I... are so damn smart. We are very smart about choosing the path." Zhao Rong was filled with emotion.
"...Well, how can I say this?" Zhao Qian'er tilted her head and looked at him.
"I'm so lucky." Zhao Rong smiled and said seriously: "I made up my mind to go north to find you at Longquan Ferry. I don't regret it. My wife and children are hot on the bed, and the only one left in our old Zhao family is the middle one.
We haven’t collected them all yet, hey, you and Qingjun need to work harder.”
Xiao Qian'er looked at him, half-smiling but not smiling, "Who should work harder? Brother Rong'er, think about it carefully."
".........Ahem."
What a careless person. Zhao Rong coughed lightly, skipping this difficult-to-discuss topic, and then glared at the little girl who was playing connotation with him... Wait for me, Zhao Qianer, Zhao Xiaochai! There will always be times that make you cry and shout,
Don’t beg for mercy when you don’t want it. Any two-word and repeated stimulating epithet will come out of your mouth crying...
Zhao Qian'er stood on tiptoe alertly, pinched Zhao Rong's nose, and squinted to examine his expression.
"Are you...thinking of something strange?"
Her face was suspicious.
Zhao Rong frowned and shook his head, "What are you talking about? You stinky girl, you are becoming more and more suspicious. Hey, women, I really don't care about you."
"Okay, but you're not allowed to think wildly." Xiao Qian'er hummed twice, narrowing her peach blossom eyes like a little fox, looking at him unblinkingly. "You are not allowed to bully Qian'er in your dreams.
Otherwise, I will bite you."
Zhao Rong was speechless.
I couldn't help but glance at the little girl.
Sometimes he wonders whether Xiaoxiao and Xiaoqianer were born in the wrong child.
Xiao Xiao, a stupid girl, is suitable to be a silly personal maid, while Xiao Qian'er is suitable to be a little fox demon, smart and smart, with a little bit of a dark underbelly.
At this moment, Xiao Qian'er suddenly looked around cautiously, then leaned into his ear and whispered:
"Brother Rong'er, tell me the truth, let this Luo Xiu go, and still help her like this...are we going to play a long game to catch the big fish?"
Zhao Rong had no expression on his face. He pressed her little head with his big hand and pushed her away with "utter disgust".
What the hell is your sense of immediacy like a sinister villain plotting?
"Is there such a long line to catch a fish with a hammer? Besides, why do people look like fools? Qian'er, you are so vigilant that you feel that people's hearts are full of ghosts and their smiling faces are like monsters? I do think that in some things, no one is a fool.
, In fact, you know the true and false, good and evil of others, whether they are warm or cold, far or near.”
Zhao Rong lowered his head and straightened his sleeves, stretched out a slender calloused index finger, and tapped Zhao Qian'er's white eyebrows, "Besides..."
Xiao Qian'er grabbed his index finger, held it gently with her little hand, and said crisply: "Well, what else can you say?"
"Besides, even if Luo Xiu knows that I am fishing, she probably doesn't care, because she is the one who wants to take the bait." Zhao Rong was held behind his back, and he raised his eyes to look at the direction where the quiet flame running at night disappeared.
Narrowing her eyes slightly, "It is said that a gentleman is good at bullying, so is it true for a chivalrous woman, a wealthy man, or an idiot and a naive person? I, Zhao Ziyu, do not want to be a gentleman who is bullied, but I also do not want to be a villain."
Xiao Qian'er, who likes to listen to someone quietly, so she occasionally deliberately goes against him, reaches out to cover Zhao Rong's mouth when he hears this.
She looked at his calm and clear eyes close at hand and shook her head, "You... you are Qian'er's sun, a saint in Qian'er's eyes. Everything you do is right... Well, you bully me and
Except when I’m a lady.”
Zhao Rong stared blankly at the little girl who was frowning but smiling suddenly as she spoke. He suddenly raised his hand and made a weird movement.
He spread his palms flat and pressed them on the top of Zhao Qian'er's head, as if to test her height, and muttered softly, "You little girl, you are so tall in the blink of an eye, but you are still so stupid."
Xiao Qian'er smiled happily.
After she was happy for a while, she thought about it and said frankly:
"Actually, Brother Rong'er, I still think this Luo Xiu is quite stupid. According to what she told us before, in fact, she has always had many choices. Even now, she can choose to go back to Lefang Division, but she chose to do it
Worst choice.
"If I hadn't met you, Brother Rong'er, I would have combed my hair tomorrow and committed suicide, or I would have become a caged bird in a numb manner. With two dead ends, how could I be as lucky as I am now, with a third road open to the world?"
As the little girl spoke, she raised Zhao Rong's left hand, twisted the sleeve where he had taken out the silver medal before, and squinted her eyes to look inside carefully, as if she wanted to find out the little secret hidden in this big pig's hooves.
Zhao Rong let her turn up his sleeves, turned his head and looked quietly at the bright moon and the straight river in the distance.
In the night wind, his long black hair, which had been blown dry, was flying gracefully, and Xiao Qian'er reached out to grab it again.
"What's so stupid? I think it's because of her that people feel...this world feels pretty good. There will always be some puzzling people like her who will do some puzzling things.
Maybe it's a joke, treating her as a fool, but after all, our feelings about this world are no longer monotonous and boring. Only in the unevenness can interest be born. There is also some hope in these boring days..."
Xiao Qian'er was a little confused, "Isn't it just that she was pampered for a long time, being cared for by someone else as the daughter of a crescent moon, and then she was carefree, thinking about nothing but pursuing the so-called fun?
Things, meeting interesting people, ordinary people are still trying to live, how can they have conditions and needs like hers?"
Zhao Rong smiled and touched her head, "Who said that fun is the pursuit of those who have no worries about food and clothing? Can't the life of the poor demand fun? Those boring and boring days are just living for the sake of living day after day.
What do you mean?"
Xiao Qian'er grabbed his hand that was touching his head, and she wrinkled her face thoughtfully.
Zhao Rong thought for a while and said softly:
"Qian'er, you have lived a hard life, so you don't like women like Luo Xiu who seem to be well-fed and well-fed, standing and talking without back pain to pursue fun. Brother Rong'er knows the hardships you suffered before, but you forgot that you were in Chai
It was time to move into a house, and Xiao Chai was really about to eat wood at that time.
"Before you chose the maidservant in the lobby of the Foundling Home, although your life was hard, it was not boring, because you had hope. I heard you say that you were looking forward to being selected by Uncle Kun, and looking forward to saying thank you to the eldest lady.
Looking forward to eating fish again, this is what makes you feel interesting.
"But then you were defeated in the lobby of the Foundling Home. I was there at the time, but I saw you with my own eyes and your heart was filled with despair. It still makes me heartbroken when I think about it now. Have you forgotten how you felt at that time?"
Xiao Qian'er grasped Zhao Rong's hand tightly, lowered her eyes and said seriously: "I have not forgotten, how could I forget? It is so painful, yes, it is really painful."
She stared blankly, "That's why I, Xiaochai, will remember the sweetness for the rest of my life!"
Xiao Qian'er sniffed, looked away, and recalled in a tone of voice:
"After I lost the election, I just felt that the surroundings were dark. I thought desperately that I would have to stay in this small firewood shed forever for the rest of my short life. I would never be able to eat fish again, and I would be hungry to eat firewood and die.
No one cares about it.
"What is more terrifying than death is the process of waiting for death, the despair and silence. This... should be what Brother Rong'er said is boring. Looking at it, life is full of boring colors and endless suffering..."
Zhao Rong nodded, "If it's boring, then maybe it's just a process of quietly waiting to die?"
Xiao Qian'er took a deep breath:
"Brother Rong'er, I...I understand somewhat. Luo Xiu took the initiative to sit on your lap tonight in the lobby of Zuixian Tower, smiled at you, and was dressed so brightly and attracted everyone's attention. In fact, he was just a walking zombie.
Just like me in the woodshed. But then you and the lady appeared, you are me...I am interesting...
"And Luo Xiu, after losing his faith in the teachings of the Nine Heavens Moon Palace, the interesting expectations have become a gift to you. Brother Rong'er, this feeling is probably equivalent to the sudden loss of you and the lady at this time.
, and it’s the kind you’ll never see again, so…”
Xiao Qian'er didn't dare to look at Zhao Rong, she lowered her head and whispered: "Then I will seek death too, this world is too boring."
Zhao Rong bent down and tilted his head to look at her, and held the little girl's gloomy face in his hands.
He rubbed it hard with his two big hands.
"Uh huh... Brother Rong, what are you doing..." Xiao Qian'er's face was wrinkled and her speech was unclear.
Zhao Rong feigned anger and said viciously: "Your little head is spinning so fast, and you are making weird analogies and sense of substitution. Are you cursing Rong'er brother? You are such a stinky girl, how dare you murder your own husband!"
Xiao Qian'er was stunned, wrinkled her nose and said, "I, I don't."
"Young mistress, you still dare to talk back? Look at me...see if I don't rub you to death. Wait, don't hide, rub it for me..."
"Hmm, don't stop ... alas, change it when you rub it there, Brother Rong'er wow, even more, don't, no, wow, brother, you bastard ... you bastard
!”
"Well, keep scolding..." Zhao Rong continued to study a hundred ways to knead dough, but this time he added two new doughs.
He said seriously: "It's okay, our old Zhao family's ones will get bigger the more they are rubbed."
Xiao Qian'er's face turned pale: "Hmm~"
After a while, Zhao Rong let go of his hand and saw the red-faced little Qian'er who was hitting him. At this time, her face was turned away from her delicate body with an angry face, adjusting her skirt and clothes, and she seemed to be silently brewing the next wave of hitting the bad guy.
attack.
However, it seemed that she was out of the uncomfortable "empathy" just now, and Zhao Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Before Xiao Qian'er clenched her pink fist to eliminate harm for the people, he suddenly said:
"Don't worry, although Luo Xiu has lost her belief in Yuegong, Xuanhuang Jiuzhou, she can find something new and interesting, giving her a reason to continue living."
…
Soon, Zhao Rong returned to the house with the little girl with fragrant butt and busty breasts.
A certain young Confucian scholar directly looked at the beautiful fairy with a white bellyband and said seriously:
"Okay, Fairy Su, it's your turn. It's been a long night. Let's have a good chat. Well, we should be honest and frank with each other face to face. We are not allowed to hide anything."
Su Qingdai: "…………"
PS: Brothers, Xiaorong participated in the explosive update event of Qidian. Um, you can click to enter the Easter egg chapter at the back.
Xiaorong chooses a D-level mission. If the number of days of explosive updates and the number of monthly votes for Sword Girl reach the standard, he can get the title of fan and a point currency operating fund. Then he can hold events and distribute them to his brothers. It’s a pleasure~
However, I also want to seriously tell my brothers that during the two days of May Day, Xiaorong’s updates may be a little unstable, gurgling or short, etc. I want to take a lazy rest for a day or two and try to adjust my status.
, you have complained before.
It will probably start to stabilize on the 4th and 5th, and then prepare to challenge the explosive update mission!