After the powerful minister was reborn, he married the delicate girl back home

It's not Brother Tiezhu who likes me, but Brother Gu!

Li Jiaorong looked at the handsome young man in front of her, with an obvious peach blossom color on her cheeks. She didn't know, she didn't know anything. The only thing she was sure of was that Brother Tiezhu could only be his elder brother.

She likes Brother Tiezhu, but it's just a sister's love for her brother, without any affection at all.

She also likes Brother Gu, but is it a simple love between brother and sister? Li Jiaorong was a little confused. She remembered the beautiful headband that Brother Gu asked Brother Gu to bring her when she was a child. She remembered the pastries and candies that Brother Gu gave her, and she remembered that Brother Gu taught her how to read...

If she was allowed to stay with Brother Gu for the rest of her life, she would definitely be willing, but is this what is called liking? So does Brother Gu like himself?

Li Jiaorong couldn't understand, no one had ever taught her this, and the unfamiliar emotions enveloped her, leaving her at a loss.

Gu Xingmo was a little disappointed when he didn't hear a positive answer, but when he thought about it, Gu Tiezhu was rejected by the little girl on the spot. His mood suddenly improved, because compared with Gu Tiezhu, he still had the ability to work hard. Chance.

Li Jiaorong is still young now and can't tell the difference for a while. This is normal. After all, the two of them got together in their last life after he was in high school. Don't worry, don't worry for now.

Gu Xingmo stabilized his mind and changed the topic with a smile. He could not let Li Jiaorong continue to think about Gu Tiezhu.

I don't know what happened, but as the two of them chatted, Li Jiaorong became more and more sleepy. Although she tried her best to control it, she still closed her eyes and fell asleep after a while.

Seeing that she had fallen asleep, Gu Xingmo smiled helplessly, then closed the door gently and left without disturbing her.

But as soon as he walked out of the door, Gu Xingmo saw Gu Tiezhu walking over carrying a bag of brown sugar. The two bumped into each other. Gu Tiezhu was the first to laugh and say hello, "Brother Xingmo, your sister-in-law asked you to come over and see Rong Niang." Yes? The time of a scholar is precious, so I really bother you to make this trip."

Gu Tiezhu's tone made Gu Xingmo very unhappy. Who was Rong Niang? He can actually speak for Rong Niang! Besides, neither he nor Rong Niang found it troublesome, so what else did he do? Don’t you think too highly of yourself?

Thinking of this, Gu Xingmo replied coldly: "Only the master knows whether Ma is troublesome, so don't worry too much."

Hearing this, Gu Tiezhu began to feel unhappy. Gu Xingmo said in a roundabout way that he was an outsider. Could it be that he was not an outsider? What qualifications do you have to talk about yourself?

People want face, trees want bark, and life means fighting for breath. The two of them secretly competed with each other, neither of them willing to give in.

Suddenly, Gu Xingmo remembered the handkerchief Rong Niang had just used to wrap his wound, and he felt happy. He pretended to raise his hand casually and played with his fingers carelessly. In fact, he secretly pulled the handkerchief and asked Gu Tiezhu to take good care of it. have a look.

Gu Tiezhu was a little stunned. He could tell at a glance that it was Rong Niang's handkerchief. It was embroidered with peach blossoms. It was pink and tender and very beautiful. Moreover, this handkerchief was given to her by the sister-in-law of the Gu family. She was so precious on weekdays, why was she so generous today and willing to use it to bandage this man's wounds?

There were some dark red lumps on the handkerchief, like blood stains. Could it be that he was injured?

Thinking of this, Gu Tiezhu stabilized his mind and said with a smile: "Brother Gu, did you hurt your hand? Why are you so careless? Scholars' hands are used for writing, so they should be carefully protected. I know Rong Niang has a kind heart. This She must have been kind enough to bandage it for you this time, but if there is no kind person next time, Brother Gu, what should I do?"

This Gu Tiezhu is actually much smarter than when he was a child. He was not angered by his words, but attributed his deliberate ambiguity to the kindness of the little girl, which is indeed a lot of progress.

Gu Xingmo retracted his hand and replied in a deep voice: "Excuse me for bothering you. It's just a minor injury. I don't care at all. But Rong Niang was worried and insisted on helping to deal with it. I couldn't bear to refuse her." .”

Gu Tiezhu felt a little sour in his heart, but still didn't show it on his face. He smiled softly, turned around and was about to push the door open.

Gu Xingmo quickly held down his hand and asked coldly: "Brother Tiezhu, is it appropriate to come in without asking? You should understand your identity and don't ruin the good reputation of the girl's family and hurt others. "

It was a clear day, and Li Jiaorong was the only one in the house. Gu Tiezhu opened the door and walked in. If someone saw him, he would not think much about it, and there would be another rumor.

But he is different. It can be said that his mother and sister-in-law asked him to come. Everyone in the village knows that their family has been protecting Rong Niang for so many years. In addition, as a scholar who is expected to be promoted to an official position, no one dares to Come on.

Gu Xingmo's strength was so great that Gu Tiezhu seemed to hear the sound of his own hand bones breaking, which made him break into a cold sweat. He said weakly: "Brother Gu, I didn't think carefully. You should let go first." I."

Originally, he was too worried about Li Jiaorong, and he really didn't expect this, but Gu Xingmo's actions made his heart sink. He was too familiar with this look. That strong possessiveness shouldn't be from a brother to his sister. It's more like a man's peculiarity for the girl he loves, no one should try to get involved.

Gu Xingmo let go and frowned in disgust. He had no good impression of any man who coveted a little girl.

Gu Tiezhu rubbed his nearly broken wrist, hesitated again and again, and asked: "You, do you like her too? But Brother Gu, you are not from the same world, you cannot give her happiness."

These words stung Gu Xingmo's heart, and he immediately retorted: "I can't? If I can't, can you? You can only let her stay in this small village, let her live on the stove and in the fields Busy at both ends.

You think she is beautiful, delicate and good-looking now, but ten or twenty years later, when you look at that face that you have seen for most of your life, maybe at that time her face was sallow, her skin was dark, and her figure was out of shape, you will still feel Is she good looking? Will you continue to like her? You can't, but I can. I only want her in my life, can you do it? Can? "

Gu Xingmo's voice became sharper and sharper. He loudly questioned Gu Tiezhu, as if he was questioning God.

There will be no one in the world who loves Li Jiaorong more than him, and no one will cherish that little girl more than him. If Li Jiaorong wanted his heart, Gu Xingmo would cut it out and show it to her without hesitation, because It’s all about her!

I have lost half of my life to the wind and snow, and no one can understand my loneliness. If there is no more her in this life, what hope is there in living?

Gu Xingmo's eyes were red. He grabbed Gu Tiezhu's sleeve tightly and slowly lifted him up. He looked a little crazy and it was really scary.

Gu Tiezhu suspected that he would be strangled to death, but the next second he was thrown to the ground by Gu Xingmo. His butt hurt so much, but the luck and fear of the rest of his life made him dare not speak, so he had to stand up silently. Ran away in a hurry.

Watching his hurried away figure, Gu Xingmo's heart trembled violently. He didn't know what he had just said, but a picture suddenly flashed in his mind: his cherished little girl eating wild vegetable dumplings, with her arms in her arms. He also held a crying baby in his arms. His beautiful face was gone, and his whole body was a little dull and numb.

Why is there such a picture? Is it an illusion? Or did he forget something again? How could I forget it? A strong uneasiness floated in my heart.

Gu Xingmo felt that he was going crazy. He pushed open Li Jiaorong's door again and walked in suddenly.

On the ground outside the door, a bag of brown sugar was scattered, attracting countless swarms of ants to gnaw on it.