Yueniang saw the serious look on Ximen Qing's face and couldn't help but worry: "Have you forgotten something? Is it important?"
Ximen Qing looked worried: "It's bigger than the sky!"
"Ah?!" Upon hearing this, all the worries on Ximen Qing's face moved to Yueniang's face.
Seeing Yueniang's frown and anxious look, Ximen Qing suddenly burst out laughing: "Yueniang, a few days ago, I promised you to get the gold silk purse you made by yourself from Li Jiao'er. , Who would have thought that when there are so many things, I would forget them? Isn’t this an important matter bigger than the sky?”
Yueniang breathed a sigh of relief and gave Ximen Qing a scolding look. However, thinking that her husband talked about trivial matters related to her as big as the sky, she felt sweet in her heart, so she smiled and spat at Tanlang: "In front of my daughter, Stop talking nonsense!"
Ximen Qing said with a smile: "If it hadn't been in front of my daughter, I would never have thought of it again! Just now Xiaofeng folded a Fang Sheng and put it in her purse, and then she woke me up. Otherwise, I'm afraid it would really be after the New Year. Only then can I remember it! Okay! Without further ado, I, Ximen Senior Official, will go to Lichun Courtyard for a visit!"
Yueniang heard what Ximen Qing said, but she became worried again. Her husband finally changed his temper and never set foot in the flower streets and willow lanes again. If we let him go today and he forgets his feelings for a moment and relapses into his old illness, what should he do? She is worried. He stumbled and lowered his head.
Ximen Qing was packing up to go out. In the blink of an eye, he saw her pink neck hanging down and her starry eyes dim. He was stunned for a moment. He hurriedly came over to hug her and asked softly: "Yue Niang, what's wrong with you?"
Yueniang raised her head with red eyes, which made Ximen Qing feel distressed for a while. She only heard her weakly say: "Master, will you go home tonight?"
Ximen Qing knew the elegant meaning of Xiange when he heard it. He was shocked in his heart. He hugged her tighter and comforted her with a smile: "Silly girl, you and I are one and the same. I miss you but I can't care less about you. How can I still stay here?" Those Qin Lou Chu Pavilion? Humph! Li Jiaoer’s little, little..."
Just as he was about to say something harsh, he suddenly remembered that there was a daughter, Xiaofeng, next to him. If he got scolded so hard, wouldn't he be ruining the child? He quickly turned around and saw Xiaofeng's eyes widening. , staring closely at himself and Yueniang who were hugging each other.
Ximen Qing's face heats up, don't you let go? It's really indecent in front of your daughter, so let go? Yueniang is pitiful now, and it's time to comfort herself. Her mind is confused, her mouth has forgotten her words, and she just has a series of words. The ground became "smaller".
Xiaofeng saw that her father was tossing and turning but kept saying "little", so she simply answered for him: "Little whore!"
As soon as he said this, the room fell silent. Ximen Qing was stunned, and even Yueniang was stunned.
When Ximen Qing came to his senses, he immediately made a fierce face and pressed forward like a dangerous Taoist god: "You stinky girl, you are so young, you don't learn from the good ones, you only learn these vulgar naughties! Say! Who was that word just now? Taught you?”
How clever is Xiaofeng? Seeing that the situation was not right, he immediately cast a shadow behind Yueniang, thinking that his father would not be able to catch it. Then he stuck his head out and said with a smile: "Dad, don't be angry. It was Granny Wang who scolded me a few days ago." I heard it when Mrs. Wen was a child."
Wang Po? Didn’t you invite this old teacher back? For a moment, Ximen Qing almost felt guilty. It seemed that the children’s education in his family really had a long way to go!
Leaving Yueniang alone at home to teach her daughter a lesson, Ximen Qing put on a leather jacket and a furry otter jacket. His whole body was tightly bundled and neatly stretched, and then he put on a jade needle raincap, a golden rattan hat, and Shi Shiran
After leaving home. Ever since he became the so-called Star Master, he has become more particular about dressing up and wearing hats. When he goes out dressed casually on a snowy day, when he meets someone who knows something, he will give a thumbs up and say: "Okay.
Is it possible that a high-ranking official from Ximen is going to 'fish alone in the snow in the cold river'?"
We walked happily all the way, and met Lai Wang again on the way. Lai Wang was carrying more than a thousand dollars from today's auction of the standardized contract for merit cakes. Even though it was a cold day and a freezing moon, he was covered in sweat and panting while walking.
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Ximen Qing stopped him and asked, "Why do you have so much money today?"
Lai Wang smiled and said: "The good teacher learned that although it has snowed heavily these days, more people come to the auction. They all say that the colder the weather and the heavier the snow, the more sincere they are in praying for blessings and atonement for their sins.
With such good faith, the auction money will naturally be much more."
Ximen Qing suddenly realized that this was the same reason that temples and Taoist temples always provided incense for long distances. Seeing that Lai Wang was so weighed down by the copper coins on his back that he wished he could breathe with his tongue out like a dog, he took half of it for him and let him
Send the other half to Wu Dalang's family.
Ximen Qing carried the big sack with money and walked slowly on the snowy street, thinking about his own affairs. Now his family has so much money that it can kill everyone with their weights, and they have also saved up a lot of food.
How many pills and ointments are there, as well as all kinds of medicinal materials for preparing pills and ointments used during the march...
Thinking of the depths of my life, I couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said to myself: "It would be great if I could not die in eight years..."
But then I thought about it, and pressure was also motivation. If I hadn't been afraid of dying in eight years, I wouldn't have bothered to make such a big fuss. Ximen Qing smiled, and suddenly he felt at ease. Anyway, if he died in eight years, he would definitely
He has created a world for his wife and children; if he does not die in eight years, it will be an advantage to himself. The hard work of these eight years can be regarded as an investment to live a good life.
After thinking about it, he unknowingly arrived in front of the Lichun Courtyard early. Looking at the familiar face in front of him, Ximen Qing suddenly remembered the previous life of his body. It was in this courtyard that Ximen Qing and Li Jiaoer fell in love.
In the heat of the day, I don’t know how many promises I have made through the oaths of friendship. Your kindness and my love are all a kind of kindness that even a sharp knife can’t cut off. Who knows that when I come today, I have already become a different person.
Think about it again, it is not right to say that things are right and people are wrong. It should be said that things are right and people are right, and it is only the human heart that is wrong.
Shaking his head, Ximen Qing went to knock on the door. It was only then that he suddenly realized: "Ah ha! I, the official Ximen, took these hundreds of dollars, but ran to Fantou's house. I wanted to groom the girl."
What? Or do you want to help your best friend to be a good person?"
Thinking of the funny thing, I couldn't help but feel a little funny. But now that I'm here, why don't I send the money home and come back again? I simply took the money and asked the old godly woman named Li to live with her family.
Biting the pig urine bubbles was a joy in vain, but seeing that they couldn't eat it made them greedy to death.
Suddenly a thought came to his mind, and he thought: "Why don't I do this and make the little whore Li Jiao'er change her mind? In this way, it can be regarded as giving the former Ximen official a bad breath!" This is exactly what happened.
yes:
I am more forgiving when I feel resentful, but I am less sad when things come to an end. But I don’t know what other conspiracies Ximen Qing has, and I’ll explain them next time.