[Longmen] Quiet and cute social animal recognizes big brother online

In the sixth year of living in Nanjing, when Shen Xiwen turned [-], his wife let go of Wang Yu's marriage, and they were officially married last month. Seeing that these two unsightly people finally moved out, a certain person smiled for the first time and scared the newlyweds to tears.

When I woke up this morning, Eunuch Yu was unhappy again, with a stinky face. Well, it was the same expression in the past. Others didn't see any difference. Alisa, who could understand his expression, made an appointment with a client early in the morning. Going out, Yu Ta sulked at the other side of the air-cooling.

Even the emperor who was far away in the capital was thinking about the former minister, and ordered people to send letters and rewards quickly, envious of everyone, but he didn't see him getting better. Somehow, after Wang Yu got married, his wife was even more busy, and she often disappeared. I can't say a few words and go to sleep, or I will find excuses not to get close to him, and getting close is also perfunctory.

Thinking about looking in the mirror in the morning and finding fine lines around the corners of the eyes, is it because he thinks he is old?There is a seven-year age difference between him and his wife, and his wife is in her prime. He is getting old, and he was shocked for a while, and a piece of writing was scrapped, and he fell into deep thought with ink dots.

"What's wrong with Eunuch Yu?" Shang Ming knocked on the table, as if waiting to see a joke.

Yu Huatian glanced at him, flicked away the fat hand that touched the document, and said coldly, "Don't touch it, it's dirty."

He took a look, "Yo, you are so angry, you were kicked out of bed by Xiao Shanniang yesterday?"

Shang Ming was demoted to Nanjing two years ago to serve as a guardian of the dead. In his own words, he described it as a job that is not a human job. He has become a foreigner from Dongchang. He didn’t sleep well all night. Come back, I have enough money anyway, so I packed my bags and came to Nanjing to retire.

I remember the first time I came to visit, Alisa was very happy. The two kept talking about the past. Yuhuatian sat on one side, silent like a mural that concealed the sense of existence. When talking about the residence, Shang Ming said that the Majie house was sold. It is easy for the deposed ministers to live there to be talked about. They want to buy a courtyard again and ask if there is any sale next to it. They are going to be a pair of "good" neighbors with Yuhuatian.

Alisa wondered, "I haven't heard of a house for sale recently."

Shang Ming's fair face was originally delicate, but it has become round like a balloon in the past three years. When he squints and smiles, he has the charm of Maitreya Buddha. "Look for it and there will always be one."

Yuhuatian abruptly |insert|in|come|, "Not for sale."

Shang Ming stretched out his left hand covered with gold rings, and smiled ostentatiously, "If you don't sell it, the money is not enough, our family is not short of money."

Yu Huatian's expression was extremely cold, "This street is mine." His eyes moved to his chubby face, and he paused for a while, "Not for sale."

Alisa: Pfft...

The invisible tycoon cannot be provoked.

From another perspective, Alyssa fulfilled her original dream of being a renter while lying down and collecting money.

Her kind of idiot who is as straightforward as steel, thinks that she didn't earn it all by herself, so it doesn't count.

——What is the difference between a life without a career and a salted fish?

Since then, the former governor of Dongxi Factory changed places and got on the fence again, not because enemies didn't get together.

Yufeng works daily to copy and maintain documents sent by surrounding villages and counties, as well as past records, so that history can be checked when something happens. The records in the old palace warehouse can be traced back to the Tai | Zu Dynasty. There are more than a dozen imperial servants working, and manual maintenance remains the same. It is cumbersome and heavy, so naturally there is no leisure to watch the spirit.

It's too leisurely, and Nanjing doesn't have as many rules as the capital city. Shang Ming comes to visit the old palace every two or three days. It's an excuse. Naturally, he takes the money to take care of it. What Xiao Shanniang said last time, yes, the ability to call money.

When the pretty girl boasted, Shang Ming, who had been in the officialdom for several years and hadn't been beaten again, cheered up, completely forgetting how much he weighed, provoking people who were in a bad mood.

Yu Huatian put down the rolled up cuffs, straightened the slightly messy skirt, this guy is much heavier than ten years ago, it took some effort to put it down, looked up at the west slanting sun, it was not early, no I would like to have more entanglements with Shang Ming.

Shang Ming clutched his waist, clutching Yu Huatian's clothes and refused to let go, "Fuck you immortal, this inch strength, this tricky angle... It's you, you were the one who hit me with a sack back then!"

Yu Huatian raised his eyebrows, "So what."

His expression was so arrogant, Shang Ming twisted his mouth angrily, he was right, he really couldn't do anything about it, but revisiting his memory, he was inexplicably a little excited about nostalgia.

A beating Shang Ming couldn't relieve Yu Huatian's annoyance, and the unhappiness accumulated all day was written on Alisa's perfunctory dinner. Holding back, he untied the cloth strips that were tied indiscriminately and reapplied the medicine.

If you look closely, it’s really strange.. The injury looks like it’s being poked out by a needle. His wife is good at everything, but she can’t learn needlework. Shen Xiwen will be responsible for mending needlework. Skills using needlework?

When he woke up the next morning, the other half of the bed was empty and cold again. The person in the mirror had fine lines at the corners of his eyes. Yuhuatian decided to talk to his wife. dark guard.

He has a lot of skill and can't use it, so he arranges to go to Madam's side, Xiaoyuan is familiar with her, and on the bright side, he opened a teahouse on this street, and the other two are hidden in the dark, so as to collect what Madam is doing. Where and with whom.

Mrs. Yuhua Tianxin loves him. He is confident that no one can beat him. He is a womanizer outside and likes to make trouble. She is easy to trust others. When her husband always takes care of her Make more preparations, if it's not for fear of making her unhappy, he doesn't want his wife to go out, it's best to meet each other every day, and the family doesn't lack money, so there is no need to work hard, those paintings... the same is the same for him to see.

When Shen Xiwen lived at home, she would help look at the gallery. After she got married, she moved to the other side of the street with Wang Yu. She couldn't help with housework. Alyssa also asked a woman surnamed Feng to clean the studio and entertain guests.

She herself occasionally came to draw pictures for familiar guests, and had a small gathering with those friends in her spare time to talk about the difference. Wang Yu and his wife moved away, and she often went to visit her daughter-in-law.

Anyway, after raising Shen Xiwen for six years, he had treated the little girl who was almost sold to Huajie by his uncle as a family member, and Wang Yu's rough personality didn't seem like he would be able to help with housework.

Children's debts, children's debts.

Yuhua babbled back and forth, and suddenly understood the meaning of the three words, complaining about why he had adopted his son back then, it was not his style to sit and suffer from being dumb, but the root cause was Wang Yu, and since Wang Yu was gone, the problem would naturally be solved.

Poor Wang Yu was accused of neglecting the bride and was beaten up. He was in a bad mood, his godfather was complaining, and it was going to rain red. It must be said that dissatisfaction with desire made the former governor become irritable.

No one disturbed me when I was copying today, Yu Huatian counted his strength, he beat Shang Ming a little bit hard, he was able to get out of bed and walk around, it will be two or three days later, the ears are still quiet, how could he not calm down, put down the pen holder, and brushed two fingers over the corners of his eyes , is he really old?No past can attract madam?

It was another day of absent-mindedness, and it was dark when he came back to his senses. The paper he wrote was soaked in ink. Mr. Yu, who had never been home late, almost missed the lock of the palace gate, and the guards guarding the palace gate took a second look.

There was a person standing under the orange lantern, watching quietly, even the color of the light dyed her hair had a kind of touching tenderness, she lost her soul all day and returned to its original place, he had a trace of life, she looked towards the intersection, and took a look Seeing him, she jumped down the stone steps and ran towards him.

Yu Huatian counted, in just twelve steps, he clearly knew how Madam would dislike him, caught Alisa's habitual pounce, hugged for a while, and apologized, "Madam, I'm late."

Alisa was very generous, "Forgive you." She walked back with her husband without saying a word.

When crossing the threshold, Yu Huatian reminded, "Slow down, don't fall down."

Alyssa felt that Yuhuatian had been too careful these years. Don't think she didn't know about the other two secret guards. Wang Yu had already recruited him. Anyway, he knew this before he got married and didn't care after he got married.

Whoever made her like him is married, and she doesn't plan to leave. She can hold a boat in her stomach, so she can bear it.

"Hurry up, I have a surprise for you, it's a big surprise!"

"Surprise?" Yu Huatian was at a loss, but he would cherish everything his wife gave him, just like the past correspondence with her, and put it away in his study.

Purse?

The embroidery was a bit rough, and he couldn't tell whether it was two snakes or two thread ends. He looked at it for a while, and immediately guessed where the needle holes were pricked by his wife's fingers. The purse in his hand was worth a thousand gold.

"Embroidering this these days?"

"Xiwen taught me, you know, I'm not good at such dexterous work," Alisa asked impatiently, "how is it? What do you think?"

"Very good, I think it's...cyan..." Yu Huatian found that guessing the picture is also a difficult task, "cyan..."

"Blue bamboo, I think bamboo is very suitable for your temperament... It's not important, there are still things in it, you can open it." Alisa finished it for him, eagerly urging him to open it, the things in the purse are the most important .

Yuhuatian didn't doubt that he was there, he opened the mouth of the bag and poured out two gold rings, one large and one small, the workmanship was more delicate than the purse, after touching it carefully, a heart-shaped pattern was engraved on the inner side.

He asked puzzledly, "Ma'am?"

"This is the ring."

Alisa picked up the biggest one, knelt down on one knee, held the ring, her eyes were as bright as stars, and she was full of anticipation, telling the biggest dream in every girl's heart and the deepest promise for the future.

"Mr. Yu, I wish to be with you for the rest of my life, regardless of life, old age, sickness or death, regardless of poverty or wealth."

"Will you accept the ring and let me put it on you?"

There is only one answer.

They were together for a long time until death separated them.

No, maybe death is also inseparable.

The author has something to say: Fan San doesn't want to write anymore, it's so troublesome.

I'm going to start preparing for a new manuscript,

So this fanfic ends like this