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Ruan Yu rubbed his eyes: "What are you talking about?"

Huan Chu: "Sleeping on your bed privately..."

Ruan Yu: "Not only that, but they also entangled me tightly with hands and feet."

"Sorry." Huan Chu blushed and pulled the corner of the quilt.

Ruan Yu sat up and slowly moved his face closer, Huan Chu's face blushed again and again.Ruan Yu stared at it for a moment, then said leisurely, "Your face is really white, but what can you do to maintain it?"

"?" Huan Chu said angrily, "If you talk about face, you are not as good as your son." After speaking, he got up and jumped out of bed and ran out.

Ruan Yu didn't understand, so: "It's obviously a compliment..."

"Brother, why did you get up so early today?" Just as Huan Chu came out of Ruan Yu's room and stood in front of his room, he saw Wen Ji walking over with a paper fan in his hand.

Huan Chu thought that he must not let him know that he and Ruan Yu slept in the same bed for one night, and that he was drunk and insisted on going to someone else's bed.Then he touched the back of his head with his hands and lowered his head to lightly kick the snow under his feet, telling a lie: "Ah~ if the weather is nice, get up early."

Wen Ji raised his head and looked at the cloudy and cloudy sky that might be about to snow. He frowned, unfolded the paper fan to cover half of his face, and squinted at Huan Chu with some ambiguity: "Ah... really!"

Huan Chu just said it casually, and seeing Wen Ji's reaction, he knew that he didn't believe it, so he changed the subject: "What do you want from me?"

Wen Ji looked at the two bare wooden stakes in front of the door, and wondered, "Where's the chicken?"

Huan Chu: "Brother Wen, if you come to look for chickens, go to the firewood house. If there is no chicken in the firewood house, you will be killed by Fubao."

"It's so weird!" Wen Ji touched Huan Chu's forehead, with disbelief written all over his face, "Isn't that what you like very much, I mean the eggs laid by those two."

Huan Chu lightly said: "It's nothing but two chickens."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk," Wen Ji shook his head again and again, "What kind of pet do you usually...you have changed."

Huan Chu hissed, "Don't talk nonsense, I still have a debt to settle with you!"

Wen Ji was puzzled: "Huh? I don't seem to have borrowed money from you."

Huan Chu sneaked a sneak peek at the neighbor, and deliberately raised his voice: "Why did you lie to me that there is a rhythmic person in the 'dance hall'? That is clearly a brothel!" Then he repeated loudly and intentionally: "Why did you lie to me!!"

Wen Ji laughed when he heard the words: "What did I think it was, that's it? I said it was a brothel and you would definitely not go there. This is a white lie." Then Wen Ji said seriously: "The only thing I have ever lied to you is It's over."

Huan Chu deliberately sullen: "What did you say?"

Wen Ji had never seen Huan Chu's face like this before, and it was also true that he never went to Yingchunlou to see Wang Yingying and asked him to go. He thought that this time the joke was a little too big. Feeling flustered, he replied solemnly: "I said the only thing I ever lied to you is this."

Huan Chu had a cold face: "The previous sentence."

Wen Ji replied honestly: "This is a white lie."

Huan Chu continued to be cold-faced: "One more sentence."

"One more sentence? Uh..." Wen Ji recalled what he had just said when he rolled his eyes, "I said it was a brothel, so you definitely wouldn't go there."

Huan Chu still had a cold face: "Repeat it loudly."

Wen Ji did as he did, and shouted: "I said it was a brothel, you definitely wouldn't go there," and added without authorization: "My brother is wrong, I shouldn't have lied to you!"

"Well, I forgive you." Huan Chu couldn't hold back anymore, squatted on the ground and buried his head in a silent laugh, his shoulders trembled slightly.

Seeing this, Wen Ji hurriedly said: "Since you forgive me, don't cry, what does a big man look like twitching?" He said and pulled Huan Chu up, and then he saw a deformed face with a smile.Wen Ji's heart fell to the ground instantly: "Is it fun? Childish!"

Huan Chu wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his slender fingers, elbowed Wen Ji's arm and showed a "pleasing" smile: "Let's have breakfast together." Wen Ji put his arms around Huan Chu's shoulder with a grin: "Next Don't play like this this time, brother has a bad heart."

This scene happened to be watched by Ruan Yu who walked out.From Huan Chu's mouth, I know that Wen Ji is a person who likes to go to brothels, and seeing him put his arms around Huan Chu's shoulders, his face immediately becomes tense, and he walks up to the two of them and looks at Huan Chu: "It's time to say goodbye after bothering you for a long time."

Huan Chu shook off Wen Ji's hand and hurriedly said, "Don't, don't."

Ruan Yu said nothing, and went straight out of the mansion.

Just as Huan Chu wanted to pursue him, Wen Ji stopped him: "Don't chase him."

Huan Chu: "Get up."

Wen Ji shouted: "He's a man!"

Huan Chu's heart shrank, pretending not to understand: "Huh?"

"I said, why did I go to the movie theater like a different person, even if it's a woman..." Wen Ji's eyes twitched: "A man..."

Wen Ji, a veteran in love, naturally understands the matter of Fengyue.

Huan Chu smiled wryly: "Luohua intends to be ruthless, and you can see that he has no intention of treating me."

Wen Ji made no objection, and said, "Brother, tell you, that woman... is fragrant and soft, very good." After thinking for a while, he said: "I know a doctor, can I introduce you?"

Huan Chu: "I'm not sick!"

Wen Ji: "It will be too late when you realize it!"

Huan Chu: "..."

Wen Ji stomped his feet: "What's the point of standing outside in such a cold day, take me to the dining room quickly, I'm hungry."

"Let's go." Huan Chu sullenly led Wen Ji to the dining room.

After staring blankly for a while, Huan Chu stared blankly and said, "I'm going to the temple."

Wen Ji put down the soup bowl in his hand, with a nervous expression: "I can't go! The Huan family is just like you. If you become a monk, the Huan family will lose their incense." He said: "I have to find a girl for you quickly. , You can’t delay any longer when you are old.”

Huan Chu looked at Wen Ji: "Brother Wen is older than me, you are not married, why should I be anxious?" After drinking a glass of wine, he said: "It is not inevitable to be someone's husband or father, who do I like?" It is up to my heart to decide." Huan Chu added: "I am not going to be a monk either."

It was the first time Wen Ji heard this kind of remarks, he was a little silly, "Is that going to...?"

Huan Chu: "Worship Buddha."

"Ah, worship Buddha, I'm full, so I'll go back first." Wen Ji stumbled on the apparently stable ground.

There is a Jingxin Temple two miles away from Yuecheng, which is located on a bare mountain.The mountain road was winding and narrow, and it was not easy to walk because of the snow. Huan Chu's feet slipped from time to time, his body wobbled and he was about to fall, he walked to the gate of the temple with difficulty and saw that the gate was wide open, so he walked in.

The temple is small and looks a bit dilapidated, the tiles on the roof are crumbling, and there are only a handful of people who come to worship.In the courtyard, two young monks in blue monk's robes clasped their hands together and bowed slightly when they saw the visitor, and continued to sweep the snow on the ground without saying a word.

Huanchu walked inward and entered the inner hall where the Buddha statue was enshrined.A stone statue of Maitreya Buddha with a smile on his face and a ruyi in his hand is enshrined in the center of the hall. Looking at the tributes on the table, I don’t know how long they have been left with soggy fruits and some pastries that are hard enough to smash walnuts.Huan Chu knelt on the futon, closed his eyes and clasped his hands together: "Please..."

"Get up." A somewhat casual voice interrupted him.

Huan Chu opened his eyes, and when he stood up, he saw a monk with fair skin and shabby cassock, who looked young.This person's skin is so fair and tender that he doesn't look like someone who has lived in this ruined temple all year round.

Huan Chu looked at the monk suspiciously, and the monk looked at Huan Chu inexplicably.

One is a young man with an extraordinary appearance, with some coquettish charm between his brows and even his whole body.It would not be an exaggeration to say that she is a girl who is all over the country if she puts on women's clothes, but she is not such a tall girl; the other is a monk who has no trace of a monk except for the bald head and this cassock. Both feel that the other party is very strange.

The monk glanced at the Buddha statue with his hands folded on his chest, and said to Huanchu: "Young master... the benefactor can tell me that the old man seldom manifests his spirit because of poor hospitality, but there is nothing he can do about it, because he is too shy."

Huan Chu found out the reason why few people came to pay homage, and said, "Tell me, can you manifest spirits?"

The monk thought for a while: "I can't, but I can tell him when the old man is willing to appear."

Huan Chu: "..."

Huan Chu turned and walked out, but heard the monk say, "If the benefactor doesn't tell me, how will I know if I can help you?"

"You?" Huan Chu thought, is this a monk?Liar, said: "Forget it."

The monk stretched out his hands and put his palms together: "Amitabha, how will you know if you don't try?"

The monk's hands are thousands of miles away from his face - the fingertips are densely packed with cracks, and the back of the hands is dry and shriveled. It may be that they have just burnt firewood, and their hands are covered with black spots.

Seeing this, Huan Chu asked, "How can there be such a big gap between the hands and the face?"

Monk: "?? You have to come to pray to Buddha for this matter? Parents who suffer from body, hair and skin, accept it calmly."

Huan Chu: "I mean...you."

The monk looked at his hands and said, "Chop firewood and cook. I wash my face with rice water. It is white and moist. It's a pity if it falls." Then he said, "Don't you really want to tell me? ?”

Huan Chu blurted out: "Marriage."

The monk stared at Huan Chu's extremely beautiful face for a long while, and said, "Is it marriage?"

Huan Chu's nervous face turned red: "That's all, let's say goodbye."

Before he could take a step, the monk grabbed his arm and said, "Don't you want to add some sesame oil money?"

Huan Chu took out some silver and put it in the monk's hand: "Let it go... let it go."

The monk thought for a while, and said: "Don't care about other people's opinions, let nature take its course. Don't be impatient, or it may backfire."

Huan Chu shook off the monk's hand: "Thank you." He went down the mountain in a hurry.

a few days later.

"My lord, you are back. The master and his wife are looking for you like crazy." The nobleman rushed to meet Ruan Yu when he entered the gate of the mansion, "Since the master is back, let's go see the master and his wife."

Ruan Yu: "Yes."

"Yu'er, where have you been all these days?" Mrs. Ruan saw her son's tears in her eyes, and was afraid that her son would disappear if she didn't pay attention.

Ruan Yu: "Go for a walk."

"Okay, why are you crying? Can he lose it for such an adult?" Master Ruan said, took out the ring that Huan Chu had sent back from his bosom, and handed it to Ruan Yu: "Yu'er, this is the ring from the ancestors." It was uploaded, and now I will hand it over to you, and pass it on when you have a son in the future."

Ruan Yu took the ring: "What if the son doesn't get married?"

Mrs. Ruan was crying silently, but now she cried after hearing what her son said.Seeing this, Ruan Yu took the handkerchief and wiped away her mother's tears.

Master Ruan held back his anger and said, "It's up to you to decide whether to get married or not. If you don't marry a wife and have children, you won't get any property from the Ruan family."

Ruan Yu was expressionless: "If not."

Mr. Ruan's teeth were itchy with anger: "In that case, I will treat you as my son, get out!!"

Madam Ruan snotted her nose and burst into tears, and cried, "I can't help it, master, Yu'er, confess your mistake to your father!"

Ruan Yu lifted his hem, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "My son is not filial, parents take care." After speaking, he got up and left.

Master Ruan jumped up against the case: "You go, and if you go, you will never come back for the rest of your life!!"

Madam Ruan cried even more fiercely, and shouted: "He is your own son! You don't know his character yet? I'm afraid I won't see him again this time, my son!"

Master Ruan sat on the chair blankly, unable to speak for a while.

"Master, try it, it's just right with porridge." On the early morning dinner table, Fu Bao brought salted eggs pickled by himself.

Huan Chu took a salted egg, knocked the egg to stand on the table, and then peeled off the broken egg skin on the top, and stretched the chopsticks in from here to pick out a small piece of egg white and mix it in the porridge. The taste was just right, the second chopsticks picked out the salted egg yolk, the shiny golden oil was much tastier than the egg white, Huan Chu took a couple of bites and said, "Not bad."

Fu Bao smiled and said, "It's as long as the young master likes it."

Huanchu went back to his room after dinner and lay down on the bed to rest, and fell asleep after a while.

On the Yuecheng Street, there was a group of Chuichuidada welcoming brides, and the person sitting in the eight-carried sedan chair was Wang Yingying.For Xu Bully, marrying a concubine is naturally a happy thing, but the people watching the excitement on both sides of the street don't think so. A middle-aged woman with a vegetable basket said: "It's just marrying a concubine. With a lot of fanfare? He wants everyone to know that he is marrying a firework girl." The young woman next to her was holding a handful of sunflower seeds and took the conversation: "Look, she won't have a good time marrying the Xu family. That tigress-like main house didn't eat her up." Hearing the conversation between the two, a little girl who had just reached the hip bone said in a childlike voice: "Yes, tigers eat people, oh~" After finishing speaking , still gritted her teeth and waved her small hands to frighten people, then she was grabbed by her father and held it against her shoulder: "What do you know, you little brat, go home."

Beside them was a middle-aged man who seemed to be dressed as a son of a rich family. He took a few mouthfuls of watermelon in his hand despite the severe cold in winter, pouted and spit out a series of watermelon seeds, and said with a swipe of his mouth: "Can you see her? The taste of this surname Xu is really unique."

The woman eating melon seeds focused all her attention on his watermelon, and didn't bother to answer his words, she just said: "Hey, isn't this young man afraid of the cold? He eats watermelon outside in winter."

The man said disdainfully: "A girl is not afraid of eating melon seeds outside, so she will get a stomachache and flash her teeth by the way?"

"You..." The girl was so blocked by him that she couldn't speak, she threw the melon seeds angrily, turned her head and walked away.

Standing in the crowd, Wen Ji stared blankly at the sedan chair, with moist corners of his eyes, thinking: "The person who once thought he would be with me forever married someone else, nothing else, I just thought that I had planned a future with you but didn't. It's a pity that it can be realized." Wen Ji bowed his head and walked alone in the crowd, which was a bit endearing.