To marry a widowed sister-in-law, gender male

When Fu Bei saw "Nian Zhiqiu" hanging his head, he kept silent and became more and more nervous.

If "Nian Zhiqiu" told his elder brother about this, what would his elder brother think?

Would the elder brother think that he was looking forward to his early death so that he could monopolize "Nian Zhiqiu"?

"Uncle, unless you..." Nian Zhixia's voice stopped abruptly after weighing the pros and cons.

If Fu Beishi followed his heart, he really couldn't restrain his delight in him, so how nice would it be to kiss his sister-in-law?

But Fu Beishi's sweetheart was Wei Mingshu, not him, and he was not a woman.

Fu Beishi asked, "Unless I am what?"

Nian Zhixia's heart was bleeding, and his face was full of smiles: "Unless uncle buys candied haws for me to eat."

Fu Bei was stunned: "Buy candied haws for my sister-in-law?"

Nian Zhixia said in a brisk tone: "What? You, an uncle, not only want to kiss your sister-in-law, but also want to teach her to conceive your child, but you can't even buy candied haws? You think your sister-in-law will drink a little when you are drunk? Shall I forgive you if I don't want the benefits?"

"I'm willing, of course I'm willing." Fu Beishi felt that he had to repent for his beastly behavior just now, but when these words came out of "Nian Zhiqiu", it was indescribably beautiful.

Kissing and having children are all things he only wants to do with "Nian Zhiqiu".

"Okay, uncle remember to buy candied haws for me tomorrow." Nian Zhixia turned his back, "I'll make uncle a hangover soup."

Fu Beishi was let off lightly by "Nian Zhiqiu". While he was grateful, he felt even more guilty: "Why is my sister-in-law still willing to cook sober soup for me?"

Nian Zhixia replied: "Uncle is the younger brother of my husband and one mother."

This was the answer Fu Beishi could have expected, and it was also the answer he hated the most.

He couldn't help but said: "Sister-in-law doesn't have to compromise for elder brother, just vent your anger. Sister-in-law can scold me if she wants to, beat me if she wants to beat me, I deserve it."

Nian Zhixia turned around so suddenly that he was bumped into by Fu Beishi, who was following him, and staggered.

Fu Beishi quickly wrapped his arms around "Nian Zhiqiu"'s waist, "Nian Zhiqiu"'s lips and stomach were very close, he was afraid that he would make another mistake, and once "Nian Zhiqiu" stood still, he hurriedly put his Let go.

When Nian Zhixia saw Fu Bei, he looked like a snake avoiding himself. He was three-pointed angry and seven-pointed wronged: "I regret it, I don't want candied haws anymore, I want to tell my husband, tell my mother, and tell the whole world that you Fu Bei was a disobedient disciple , you treat your sister-in-law lightly, and even want to teach her to conceive your child."

Fu Bei said nervously: "Sister-in-law, I know I was wrong, Wanwang sister-in-law let me go."

Nianzhi Xia Xuanran wanted to cry, and pursed her lips tightly.

Fu Beishi looked at "Nian Zhiqiu" and begged, "Sister-in-law beats and scolds, it's up to sister-in-law. I just ask sister-in-law not to cry."

This Fu Beishi avoided himself like a snake and scorpion, but begged himself not to cry. Nian Zhixia didn't understand how Fu Beishi thought of him. After a while, a flash of light flashed in his mind: "I'm born somewhat similar to General Wei, right?"

Fu Beishi shook his head: "You were born completely different from Mingshu."

"I was born completely different from my uncle's sweetheart, but my uncle mistakenly took me for his sweetheart. He was really drunk." Nian Zhixia suddenly realized that she wanted this skin to be similar to Wei Mingshu. Contrasting the fake with the real, after concentrating on it, he immediately scolded himself for being hopelessly contemptuous and self-deprecating.

"I'm really drunk." Fu Beishi didn't want to tell "Nian Zhiqiu" the truth. After all, they lived under the same roof, and they had to be uncle and sister-in-law.

"I wish Uncle and General Wei to get married as soon as possible, and I will wait for your wedding wine." Nian Zhixia finally cried, "By the way, there is also full moon wine."

Fu Bei's heart was cut like a knife, and he wanted to wipe away tears for "Nian Zhiqiu", but he was also afraid that "Nian Zhiqiu" would be slighted.

Nian Zhixia wiped away her tears and went straight to the kitchen.

Dad sometimes drank alcohol, and he would help him cook sober soup.

This was probably his first time, and also the last time he cooked sober soup for Fu Beishi.

After cooking the hangover soup, he brought the hangover soup in front of Fu Beishi.

As soon as Fu Beishi took the hangover soup, "Nian Zhiqiu" raised his hand high, and then, the hand fell on his left cheek like a feather.

He didn't feel any pain at all, he only felt the trembling and coldness of "Nian Zhiqiu"'s palm.

"I've already beaten my uncle and vented my anger. Don't worry, uncle. I will keep my mouth shut about what happened just now. I will go and tidy up my second brother's room and let my uncle sleep. After drinking this hangover soup, he will go to bed earlier. " Nian Zhixia glanced at Fu Beishi, and was about to leave, when Fu Beishi called him suddenly: "Can sister-in-law talk to me?"

Fu Beishi knew that he was making progress, and "Nian Zhiqiu" let him go a lot. He should be grateful, but he wanted to talk to "Nian Zhiqiu" again.

After tonight, he probably won't have the chance to talk to "Nian Zhiqiu" alone again.

Nian Zhixia said sarcastically, "Uncle, don't you want to do something wrong in the name of talking?"

After Fu Beishi drank the hangover soup made by "Nian Zhiqiu" in one gulp, he said solemnly: "The wine is already sober, I will never offend my sister-in-law again."

"Really?" Nian Zhixia struggled in every possible way, but he couldn't resist Fu Beishi's seductive request, "It's not proper for a man and a widow to live in the same room, let's go talk in the yard."

After all, he walked ahead.

The autumn wind was rustling in the yard, and the cold air was rolling. He sat down on the bamboo chair that he had sat on during the day.

He didn't feel cold, just in case Fu Bei could see the clue, he still gathered the outer shirt he was wearing.

Fu Bei wanted to take off his outer shirt and put it on "Nian Zhiqiu", but he was afraid that he would frighten "Nian Zhiqiu", so he said, "Sister-in-law go and put on the clothes first?"

"No need, uncle, let's make a long story short." When Nian Zhixia didn't look at Fu Bei, he looked up at the starless and moonless night sky, as lonely as him.

Fu Beishi did not sit down, but stood in front of "Nian Zhiqiu", protecting "Nian Zhiqiu" from the wind.

Nian Zhixia was able to wrap his arms around Fu Beishi's waist as soon as he stretched out his arms. The smell of alcohol on Fu Beishi's body continued to seep into his nostrils, making his heart flutter. He had to wring his hands tightly to control them.

When Fu Beishi lowered his eyes, he could see "Nian Zhiqiu"'s collarbone in full view, so he had no choice but to look directly at the earth wall in front of him.

After a while, Nian Zhixia heard Fu Beishi say: "Wang Anzhi, the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, had an argument with the prostitute who served him, and pushed him down from the upstairs, causing him to lose a lot of blood, and died on the spot. Mr. Gui originally said this, but immediately reversed the confession. The bawd, the servant, the servant and other prostitutes all insisted that the prostitute did not know what to do and insisted on Wang Anzhi marrying her back home as a concubine room, because Wang Anzhi was resolutely unwilling, she fought with Wang Anzhi and accidentally slipped and fell down the building."

As the Governor of Kyoto, Fu Beishi was not allowed to reveal the details of the case to the outside world, but this case was so big that the whole city knew about it, so he had no scruples.

When Nian Zhixia didn't look at Fu Bei, he stared at his shoe and said, "Does Uncle want me to say that Uncle must thoroughly investigate the case and give that prostitute an explanation? Or do you want me to say that Uncle should be aware of current affairs and not to be with you?" The Minister of the Ministry of Officials is against Wang Guifei? There are no witnesses and physical evidence on the left and right, and there is no need for criticism for the uncle to close the case."

"Sister-in-law thinks what should I do?" Fu Beishi had already made up his mind. As he said, he just wanted to talk to "Nian Zhiqiu".

"Uncle is the Governor of Kyoto, why ask me?" Nian Zhixia said firmly, "I think according to Uncle's temperament, Uncle will investigate thoroughly, no matter whether it will cause trouble or not."

"I was guessed by my sister-in-law."

Fu Beishi also secretly said: "Zhiqiu" has a good heart with me, if he marries me, he will definitely be a good wife.

It's a pity that his heartbeat for "Nian Zhiqiu" came at an inappropriate time; it's a pity that he didn't get to know "Nian Zhiqiu" earlier, and then got to know "Nian Zhiqiu" and went to the White House together.

Nian Zhixia pretended to be curious and said, "Why does Uncle like General Wei?"

Wei Mingshu has a carefree personality. She is heroic in men's clothing and generous and decent in women's clothing.

In all fairness, he thought Wei Mingshu was a good candidate to be his wife, but he couldn't fall in love with Wei Mingshu.

He thought hard about how to answer, and at the end, he uttered a sentence: "Because she is Mingshu."

In other words, even if Nian Zhixia is a woman, and she is better than Wei Mingshu in appearance, talent, and martial arts, it is useless, because Nian Zhixia is not Wei Mingshu.

He lost convincingly.

He knew that he should be relieved, but he felt his eye sockets and nose sore and tight.

After a while, he is afraid that he will cry again.

Therefore, he stood up abruptly, pushed Fu Bei who was considerately shielding him from the wind, and said anxiously: "I'm going to tidy up the second brother's room, uncle will wait."

Fu Beishi saw "Nian Zhiqiu" running away as if he had fled, regretted his mistake, and said in a trembling voice, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry."