Mengdie knew in her heart that Meng Xinghe would not be able to stay in Mengjia Village all his life. Neither the imperial court nor the Taiping Sect would allow Meng Xinghe to rest for half a day. Now he can sit in the Mengjia compound and have a good rest. For a moment, it was already God's greatest favor for him, allowing Meng Xinghe to steal only half a day's leisure.
Mengdie did not disturb his rest, and quietly rested her head on his shoulder, murmuring her seductive little cherry lips, and said: "Others say, if you marry a chicken, you will follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, you will follow the dog. It's not me who has the final say on where to settle down." , Marry and obey your husband." Mengdie, who has always had her own way of doing things, for the first time, treated a little girl in front of Meng Xinghe, so that this adult who had not been angry for two days almost couldn't help it, so he carried her to the side room to have some pity on her. , However, it seemed not good to declare prostitution during the day. Master Meng also gave up this bad idea and decided to stay until night to declare war for 300 rounds to ensure that the golden gun would not fall.
How could Mengdie, who knew Meng Xinghe's bad thoughts, not notice that the dangerous person sitting next to her was beginning to have lustful thoughts? She just pretended not to notice it. Of course she sneaked into the room alone at night and bolted the door. The sky fell. Just don't open the door, so as not to give an advantage to some adult who has other whims.
Wang Lizheng said that he had prepared the banquet for Feng Xichen when he went back. Without much effort, he ran outside the Meng family courtyard to welcome Meng Xinghe. When Wang Lizheng saw Meng Xinghe, who was even less pretentious than the county magistrate, walking out of it , a worried heart finally settled down. After some pleasantries, he happily led the way and went straight to Wang Lizheng's own compound.
Arriving at the gate of the Wang Family Courtyard, everyone, old and young, lined up in two rows on the left and right in front of the gate. The crackling of firecrackers and the sound of gongs and drums were even more lively than during previous Chinese New Years. They were responsible for welcoming Meng Xinghe, the number one in Mengjia Village. The first person who entered the room was Wang Lizheng's father-in-law, Meng Jingzhang, the leading old man in Mengjia Village. Standing next to him were his daughter Meng Jiaojiao and his grandson Wang Xiaohu's grandson-in-law Zhang Ting. This family had a long history in the past. When the Meng family fell, Young Master Meng spent a lot of time and wasted his time and ruined the family property. They were the family in the Meng family who liked to go to the Meng family compound to take advantage. However, the Meng family was weak at that time, and Mother Meng was a womanly family, and she couldn't compete with the elders and children of the Meng family. Suffer less from their losses. However, now that Meng Xinghe has become the number one scholar in high school, even if they have the courage, they will not dare to bully the Meng family again. They have even repaid double the advantages they took advantage of before. This is really what they deserve. In a word, in thirty years in the east of Hedong and in thirty years in the west of Hexi, the situation has changed. Whoever's tomb has been bullied for a long time, God will let it smoke.
The faces of the Wang and Meng families were a bit awkward, which made Meng Xinghe, who had conflicts with them, feel a little uncomfortable, but he still led Mengdie into the house.
When Elder Meng Ting saw that boy Meng Xinghe had such a beautiful daughter-in-law, he started praising her. She was indeed upright and spoke very well. He praised Mengdie, his grandson's daughter-in-law, every word. She was as beautiful as any fairy in the Mengjia Village. She was even more beautiful than the most beautiful woman in the Mengjia Village when Meng Xinghe's mother was young. Mengdie was so praised that red clouds flew from her face. She was obviously extremely happy, nestling against Meng Xinghe's mother. Around Xinghe, there are also a lot of little birds clinging to people, and they are also envious of the men in Mengjia Village who are not yet married.
During the meal, Meng Xinghe was placed in the upper position. Even the elder Meng Ting, who had always been the number one person in Mengjia Village, could only sit beside him as a companion. Wang Li was responsible for helping Meng Xinghe drink.
During the dinner, while Meng Xinghe was pretending to be having a pleasant conversation, Wang Lizheng's wife, Meng Jiaojiao, the daughter of President Meng, walked out of the inner hall.
"Qiao'er, go and offer a glass of wine to your cousin Meng,"
Meng Jiaojiao slowly led a woman in goose-yellow clothes to Meng Xinghe.
"Cousin Meng," the woman said carefully, like an oriole in the forest, her delicate hands had already picked up a glass of water and wine, ready to toast Meng Xinghe.
Isn't this the girl I met at the Poetry Competition that day in Taoyuan County? Wang Qiaoer, Wang Qiaoer, is she Wang Lizheng's daughter who was sent to Wangjia Village in Lin County since she was a child? It's no wonder that the little girl with pigtails in pigtails, Now that they are all so beautiful, Mr. Meng sighed a little, picked up the wine glass and had a drink with this cousin.
Wang Lizheng immediately vacated his seat and asked Wang Qiaoer to sit down: "Qiaoer, today you have to drink two more drinks with your cousin Meng on behalf of father. It will be difficult for him to go back to Mengjia Village. Maybe it will be difficult for him to go to Chang'an in the future. Back,"
Wang Qiaoer obeyed his father's orders, hummed in a low voice, raised his hand, and offered Meng Xinghe another drink.
"This must be Cousin Meng's wife. My sister is indeed naturally beautiful. Qiao'er would like to propose a toast to her."
The lovable Wang Qiaoer drank another drink, maybe because she was not good at drinking, her cheeks were red and she had a somewhat intoxicating attitude, which made her look even more charming. Because Meng Xinghe was closer to her, he could clearly see her original beauty. Normal skin has been covered with a layer of red powder for a long time, making it as delicate as a baby's.
Meng Xinghe hurriedly took a sip of wine. Don't look at anyone who is not polite. Besides, there was a Hedong lion sitting next to him who could overturn the table and get angry at any time. He had to restrain himself. He quickly picked up the wine glass and toasted one by one. From Chief Meng's From the beginning to the end, Wang Qiaoer finished. After all this, Mr. Meng's stomach was so bloated that he quickly found an excuse to leave the table and go out for convenience.
In fact, Meng Xinghe's physiological system is not that fragile. Taking the opportunity to go out for convenience is just an excuse for him. However, although he only came out to get some fresh air, he was not allowed to take a few more breaths. Wang Qiaoer also made an excuse to come out from inside. It came to him quietly.
"Why, why don't Cousin Meng go in and sit down? Here we are admiring the moon or flowers,"
Wang Qiaoer was standing next to him, raising his head and staring at the bright moon in the sky. He followed Meng Xinghe's example and leaned against the wall without saying anything. The atmosphere was so quiet that it was shocking.
Meng Xinghe did not answer, but stared at the door next to him, fearing that Mengdie would accidentally walk out and bump into the cousins.
Wang Qiaoer suddenly turned sideways, her curvy figure was really invincible. She didn't look at the moon or the flowers. She stared at a pair of sparkling autumn eyes, piercing Meng Xinghe's vital point, and said: "I'm afraid of what's inside. The woman came out and caught you and your cousin watching the stars and the moon outside, fearing that you wouldn’t be able to get into bed tonight,”
Mr. Meng continued to pretend to be confused and wanted to leave and escape.
Wang Qiaoer snorted coldly: "I thought we hadn't seen each other for more than ten years. The little boy who clamored to marry the daughter of Wang Lizheng's family to relieve his resentment is now bolder. Why, now he doesn't want to destroy the daughter of Wang's family. Back then, my brother When I bully you, you are the most violent, and everyone in the village knows it."
Meng Xinghe pretended to be confused, pretending to be confused. There was indeed a time when he wanted to harm the daughter of the Wang family to relieve his anger. However, that was when he was a little kid and relied on the money he still had at home to run rampant in the village. Wang Li The reason why Wang Qiaoer was sent to Wangjia Village in Lin County for foster care in the same year was mainly because he was afraid that Meng Xinghe, who had never learned from childhood, would actually push his daughter by the river and ruin her. Then he would be justified in looking for Meng Xinghe. The family theory is too shameless to face the entire Mengjia Village people and stab them in the back.
We haven’t seen each other for more than ten years, and it’s really a blessing to meet now.
Meng Xinghe turned around and took a closer look at Wang Qiao'er. He still remembered the little girl whose face was as red as an apple in autumn and always liked to wear two sheep's tails. Now her hair is still so black, and her face is because of drinking. The reason is the same as before, her figure has become taller, her eyebrows have become thinner, longer and more delicate, her face has also changed from a baby face to an oval face, a woman's 18th transformation. If she hadn't known that she was the daughter of the Wang family, Meng Xinghe would have never recognized her. Wang Qiaoer has been a childhood sweetheart since childhood.
"Ha," Meng Xinghe laughed, "you have a good memory, you still remember one thing,"
Wang Qiaoer's face turned red: "That was someone who vowed to make Wang Lizheng angry to death. Why don't I remember such a sensational thing?"
Meng Xinghe scratched his head: "What does a little brat know? He doesn't know anything. He wants to draw something fresh and happy. Why do he remember so deeply?"
"Yes," Wang Qiao'er exclaimed for the first time: "A little kid doesn't understand anything, he can swear an oath, and he can even swear to each other without fear of anything, but when the little kid grows up, he will no longer be that little kid. , he doesn’t remember what he said, what he did, what he hurt, hehe, don’t you think so, Lord Zhuangyuanlang,”
Meng Xinghe was dumbfounded by his question. He thought he was good at talking, but he didn't know how to answer this profound and superficial question.
Wang Qiaoer didn't leave him any time to think. She pinched her goose-yellow skirt and reincarnated Gu Yanran with a smile: "Sister-in-law is very beautiful."
"Thank you," Meng Xinghe replied politely, but he did not follow Wang Qiaoer into the house with her.
Wang Qiaoer seemed to have expected that Meng Xinghe would stay put. After walking a few steps, he turned back, glanced at Meng Xinghe, smiled, said nothing, then continued walking a few more steps, and finally stopped.
She took a deep breath, and finally ignored the woman's reserve and said: "I remember you said before that you will only give up if you ruin me in this life. Today, I will tell you openly, there is no way, unless..."
"Unless what," Meng Xinghe immediately took over and asked.
"Unless, this lady is willing to be ruined by you,"
Meng Xinghe almost fainted. Is there such a good thing in the world?
Wang Qiaoer felt that she had said what she wanted to say, and jumped up and down happily, playing the same games that she and Meng Xinghe had played when they were children. Then she turned around and left like crazy, leaving Meng Xinghe standing there alone and reminiscing. .
Sometimes, things in the past really can’t come back, and even if they come back, they won’t have that familiar smell.