Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

The two went to pick up jewelry. There is a famous jade street in Ancheng, stone roads, and antique buildings, like a dream of simplicity and prosperity in the Tang Dynasty.

The car couldn't get in, so it stopped on the side of the road.

Xu Qingcheng got off the car. She was wearing high heels and walked cautiously on the uneven bluestone road.

Seeing her like this, Fu Jingting took her hand.

Xu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled again. The two of them walked on the blue stone road with their fingers intertwined. This is a preserved ancient street. Some houses have been passed down from generation to generation. This is not a commercial street. There are merchants and residents living together. .

Occasionally, children would come out, and there was heat and aroma overflowing from the small restaurant.

The afternoon sun shone in, and time seemed to slow down. He led her to walk here.

Xu Qingcheng even wondered if she was this man beside her, would she have the chance to hold hands with him for the rest of her life until her hair turns gray.

It didn't take long for this idea to come out, she lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, as if she really wanted too much.

The waist was suddenly embraced by someone, Xu Qingcheng was hugged by him, the man looked down at her, "What are you thinking?"

His tone was half displeased and half worried.

Xu Qingcheng looked at the little friend who was running past her, she frowned and smiled, "I miss you."

The voice was very low, trying to disappear in the noise of the world, Fu Jingting was slightly startled, and his eyes widened as he looked at her.

This expression was really hurtful, Xu Qingcheng laughed at himself, stretched out his hand and pushed him, "I lied to you, let's go."

Just walking forward like this, I don't know where I stepped on, Xu Qingcheng hissed her slender high-heeled shoes, grabbed him in a hurry, tiptoed and turned her ankle.

A little sore, but okay.

"With such a high heel, I'm not afraid of falling and becoming disabled." Fu Jingting frowned.

"So many women wear it, how can they become disabled." Xu Qingcheng muttered, the man had already squatted down, pinched his fingers on her ankle, and asked her, "It hurts?"

"……fine."

Xu Qingcheng's ankle was pulled back. He was such a big man and squatted down in the street. She was very embarrassed, and with an unspeakable emotion, she stretched out her hand and pulled him, "I'm fine, get up quickly."

Fu Jingting stood up and asked her, "Where are you going?"

"At the end of this road, turn left and turn right when you see the stele." Xu Qingcheng answered him, flexing his ankles.

The man looked at the long ancient street, and he bent down in front of her, "Come up, I'll carry you on my back."

"What kind of back, don't want it." Xu Qingcheng patted him on the back to make him stand up, put his arms around his, and his ears were red, "How embarrassing."

Wanxia dyed her face another layer of red. Fu Jingting turned his head to look at it, and thought it was really pretty. He smiled and pulled her arm around his neck, "Hurry up."

Xu Qingcheng hesitated again and again, but still jumped on his back. Fortunately, the slim pants she was wearing today were convenient.

The man's arm fell on the hollow of her leg, and he supported her buttocks up and down with one hand.

His cheek was on his prickly hair, itching and numb, as if he was going to numb most of his heart, Xu Qingcheng lay on his back, the man's broad back supported her, her heart was beating thumping.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face on the side of his neck, and said, "It's a bit embarrassing, but I'm not a little girl."

"Are you old? You can pretend to be young with some green paint." The man teased her with a low smile.

"I hate it!" Xu Qingcheng patted his shoulder lightly, and reprimanded him in a low voice, just like being coquettish.

The heart is crisp, this feeling makes people addicted, wishing it will last for a long time, as if nothing else can affect them.

She rubbed her nose against the skin behind his ears, kissed secretly with her lips, stirring up his nerves bit by bit, until the body of the person carrying him gradually tensed.

The man hissed, "Are you looking for trouble?" He pinched her buttocks back, and Xu Qingcheng smiled on him, with a naughty look of a successful prank, and a blushing coquettish and charming face.

Ancient Street is a popular spot on the Internet, and sometimes there are younger brothers and sisters holding up their mobile phones to take selfies and live broadcasting. When they pass by, Qingcheng will bury him in the side of his face, fearing that the camera will sweep her face.

"Let me down," Xu Qingcheng muttered in a low voice, "We're almost in sight, and several people just passed by and looked at us."

"What are you afraid of? I'm behind my wife's back, and I haven't done anything shady."

It also seems to make sense.

Xu Qingcheng lay next to his ear, deliberately teasing, "Does Zhu Bajie carry his wife?"

His fingers were still naughty to pull his ears.

The man hissed, "You deserve a beating, don't you! Have you ever seen such a handsome Zhu Bajie?"

Xu Qingcheng chuckled, stretched out his hand to pull his ears, and said in a delicate voice, "I have seen you, my canopy marshal."

The words of love came out suddenly, Fu Jingting coughed a little uncomfortably, he tilted his head to look at her, and Xu Qingcheng turned his face away again.

Don't show him, his face is so red.

The two walked all the way, chatting casually, until they reached a simple and simple gate, Xu Qingcheng asked him to stop, "Here we are."

She got off his back, and the man held her arm and asked her to move her ankle, and he let go only after confirming that it was all right.

When the gate is pushed open, it is a traditional house. Once out and twice in, Xu Qingcheng is familiar with the way and leads him into the workshop inside.

"Master." She called affectionately.

An old man with a slightly hunchback was looking at it with a magnifying glass. When he heard the sound, he turned around and said, "I thought it was time for you to come over."

It is not too old to say that he is over 50 years old, because his hair is too white. At first glance, he only feels old. He is wearing a black double-breasted Chinese-style clothing, which looks like a person in a painting of leisurely clouds and wild cranes. Feel.

Xu Qingcheng laughed, "You predict things like a god."

Master Feng stared at the smile on her face, "I haven't seen you smiling so happily for a long time."

Yu Bi raised her head to look at the man standing beside her again, her gaze was full of scrutiny, and Fu Jingting even had the feeling of being looked at with a magnifying glass.

Xu Qingcheng hurriedly introduced, "Master. This is my husband."

She stretched out her hand to grab Fu Jingting, "This is my master, and the handiwork of jade is the master who led me in."

Fu Jingting hurriedly called out to Mr. Feng in a polite manner.

Master Feng hummed. He stretched out his hand to take a bong, the end of which was made of jade, and tapped it in his palm, "When will the wedding be held?"

"On the sixth day of March, I will pick you up then."

"I don't like excitement, so come over to my place if you have time."

Xu Qingcheng smiled and said, "Understood, I will definitely come here often." After asking that all the jewelry she wanted were in front, she urged Fu Jingting to go over to get them.

She herself followed Master Feng into the workshop.

"This material is reserved for you. It grows old and grows long, so it is suitable for making landscape cards." Master Feng took a piece of material for Xu Qingcheng. Seeing her pick it up and examine it carefully, a smile appeared on her face, "Master, you should take it." Good stuff."

"Don't flatter me." Master Feng looked at her, "You can use the knife yourself, that's fine. Be careful, don't ruin this piece of material."

"I won't." Xu Qingcheng said coquettishly.

Master Feng just looked at her, "For him?"

"Yes." Xu Qingcheng did not deny it.

"That's him?"

Xu Qingcheng put away the material, she raised her eyebrows, "I don't know, but I want to try."

If it was him, she would feel great too.But she didn't know if he only wanted her.

She knew what her current feelings were, very clearly and clearly.

My heart is filled, and I will never feel empty and uncomfortable again.

It's not that she's not afraid, she's afraid of being mercilessly discarded again, but she doesn't want to stand still like this, she wants to give herself a chance to move forward, and she can't stop just because she is afraid of getting hurt.

He might go from liking a little to liking a lot if she makes an effort.

After taking the jewelry, the two went to Fu Pinghui and Zhong Wanxiu.

Coincidentally, Fu Pinxiu was also there.

Fu Sichen sat on the sofa and picked his fingers. Seeing Xu Qingcheng come in, he almost jumped three feet high. He grabbed Xu Qingcheng and dragged him upstairs, "Sister Fairy, you are here. Let's go and see My new Hanfu."

The atmosphere in the room was not right, Mom's complexion was not good, and her eyes were flushed.

The elder brother also kept his brows down and didn't speak, but the father's expression seemed calm.

"I don't have this thing yet..." Before Xu Qingcheng finished speaking, Fu Jingting patted her on the shoulder, "You go up with Si Chen first."

Xu Qingcheng said, and she followed Si Chen upstairs, "What's the matter?"

"I'm suffocating. Just now, mom and brother got tense after three words." Fu Sichen clutched his chest, "You don't know the atmosphere, I don't know if I'm going or not. I can't get in, mom Still shed tears."

"What is it?"

"Big brother's marriage. Mom doesn't like the Tang family, so I don't understand why big brother insists on choosing the Tang family." Fu Sichen sighed, "Besides, I only heard today that Tang Tang has a child."