Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

"I'm not afraid of you, it's just... it's just..."

"Just what? Huh?"

Jingzhi's head, which was originally buried deep, was now buried even lower, leaving only a little bit of red earlobes exposed between the white hair on both sides.

Caolu's eyes flashed, and then he felt relieved. It is better to be shy than to be afraid.

Her hands gently passed through the armrests of the thatched cottage and wrapped around his narrow waist. Like a shy ostrich, she buried her head in his chest.

"A Zheng, I know that as a woman, it might not be a good idea to bring it up."

"But...but..."

"Since we have decided to settle here, we...we..."

A soft sigh sounded faintly from above her head. Even though she hadn't asked yet, she heard his gentle but firm answer.

"it is good."

"Okay?" Jingzhi paused, "Do you know what I want to ask?"

The misty air seemed to soften the light in Cao Lu's eyes. He gently hugged her back, smelling the fragrance of her hair, and said softly:

"Let's...get married, in seven days."

For the first time, Zhu Jiu didn't pick a fight with him.

Standing behind Jingzhi, he couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from grinning wider and wider.

"Okay, seven days from now. No one is allowed to regret this time."

The two men looked at her intently, as if waiting for her response.

As time went on, she found herself cornered again without realizing it.

There is no way to retreat.

She was already shy when being looked at by one person with such a drowning gaze, let alone two people.

This time, not only her thin ears were red, Jingzhi felt like her whole body was burning.

She turned around, quickly escaped from Zhu Jiu's armpits, and rushed straight into her own room.

The door was gently closed.

It was a close call. I almost rolled into a ball at the door like a few months ago.

She leaned against the door and turned her head shyly to look at the two upright figures outside.

To be honest, she could barely handle one, let alone two. Moreover, they were both at the peak of their personal stamina in this life.

Jingzhi blushed as she worried about herself, her mind full of nonsense...

……

After a while, the harsh creaking sound of furniture being moved came from her room.

Zhu Jiu and Cao Lu looked at each other, worried that she couldn't move the things by herself, so they walked over.

"Knock knock knock."

"Jingjing, open the door. We don't need you to move the big furniture."

The room suddenly became quiet. The person inside paused for a moment before responding softly and half opening the door.

Through the 20-centimeter-wide gap in the door, you can see that the furnishings inside have changed.

She put away the sofa set beside the bed, and also put away the 1.5-meter-long bed, but the space was not empty.

A large bed that could accommodate her rolling around on was particularly eye-catching.

Isn’t this the big bed in the wedding room when they got married in Villa No. 1?

Zhu Jiu clenched his fist and put it to his mouth, unable to help but chuckle, "Heh...you want us so badly...mm..."

Before Zhu Jiu could finish his words, Jingzhi pinched his lips tightly with two fingers, "Say...what are you talking about? I just took it out and put it away first. You, you won't live in this room in the future?"

Cao Lu took only one look at the oversized bed and turned around with a red face. Even though he considered himself a gentleman, he couldn't hold it back this time.

He coughed twice and explained to her:

"Ajiu and I have discussed this before. From now on... you will take turns coming to our room. We will follow your weekly schedule. Come to my room from Monday to Wednesday, and go to his room from Thursday to Saturday. On Sundays, the three of us will practice together."

"When did you discuss this? How come I didn't know about it?"

"…while you were sleeping."

She gradually narrowed her eyes, "Did you have a fight?"

She just didn't believe that the two of them had never fought each other when discussing this topic.

Zhu Jiu turned his face away awkwardly, looking at the drizzling rain outside the house, "...He hit me."

She knew it.

And it must have been a tie, otherwise how could her time be divided so evenly.

"Then...then..." She glanced back at the bed and muttered softly, "Aren't we still sleeping together on Sunday?"

Zhu Jiu took away her fingers that were resting on his chest, leaned down slightly, pinched her soft cheek, and said with a faint smile:

"You, what are you thinking about... On Sunday, you will become a kitten and you won't need such a big bed."

Thinking what?

It's just some 80+ scenes.

Zhu Jiu suddenly paused, the light in his eyes began to surge, "Or... you still want the two of you to be together——"

Jingzhi suddenly screamed, interrupting him: "...Stop talking!!!"

As her mind was filled with more and more nonsense, she couldn't help but cover her face, which was so hot that it was about to smoke, with her hands.

"I'll change the bed back."

She is a serious person, so she can just think about the three of them being together.

Zhu Jiu actually just mentioned it casually. What he cared about more was the time he spent alone with her.

He touched the top of her head and made a suggestion eagerly, "How about putting away the beds and putting a big TV in the empty space? Can you come to my room and keep me company on Sunday?"

Cao Lu finally began to refute, "No, unless everyone gets four days, you can have one more day."

Zhu Jiu sighed, cursed inwardly, and continued:

"Isn't that still the same?"

Cao Lu frowned and said, "What we want is fairness. Isn't that what you asked for in the first place?"

Zhu Jiu was finally speechless after being blocked. He turned around and went back to his room with a puffy face, holding his breath.

He didn't want to tell his brother that Jingzhi hated the hard chair in his room.

Maybe Jingjing also hates the hard bed in the thatched cottage?

Ah.

His understanding of her living habits in the previous life was his advantage.

He thought this battle would never end in his lifetime...

Zhu Jiu slowly curled up the corners of his mouth and began to work on the interior decoration of the room.

Before Jingzhi had time to change bed, Caolu pulled her to his room.

To be honest, the furnishings in his room are more in line with the artistic conception of this garden courtyard.

In today's terms, it is the wabi-sabi style.

There is a lot of white space.

After looking around, Cao Lu realized that this would also be her room, so he took the initiative to ask for her opinion:

"Decorate it as you see fit, and let me know if you need anything."

Jingzhi walked along the long desk in front of the window, looking around.

With a flick of her hand, she occasionally released some warm-toned, yet not too abrupt, pillows and cushions on the armchair and the chaise longue, softening this cold and hard space.

Her fingertips slid across the wall and came to the door.

"It's a new house, it can't be so plain white, it has to have a little red in it at least."

"Oh~~~~" She tapped his cheek, "There's red here."

Cao Lu pinched her finger helplessly, "You're getting married soon, and you're still playing?"

Looking at the white ash rubbed on his face, Jingzhi pulled back her hand and leaned back, supporting herself on the desk behind her with both hands, and said with a guilty conscience: "You are so funny."

"I've said it before, you're just like Ah Jiu. During the period before marriage, you had a lot of fun. You blushed when you were touched, like a mimosa."

I don't know when Zhu Jiu came.

He gently opened the window of the thatched cottage facing the courtyard, and curled his lips downwards in grievance, "Now is my wedding time, no matter how you calculate it. There are only seven days left. Why don't you want to play with me?"

Jingzhi froze. Was the sound insulation here not good enough? How could he have heard it?

She had to turn her head and ask him, "...what do you want to play?"

Zhu Jiu raised his chin and said, "Whatever you play with your brother, I just want the same thing."

There was silence.

Even if she wanted to play this kind of teasing game, he would blush.

They are an old married couple, and I'm afraid that before she can play with him, Zhu Jiu will turn around and pounce on her.

...

……

These three people had considered everything, even allocating her future time, but they had forgotten the most important point at hand.

The wedding ceremony is carried out in the thatched cottage, but what about the bridal chamber?

Could it be that Caolu is the only one coming?

Obviously, someone would never agree to this.

……

Time passed in a flash.

Today is their big day.

The new house was hung with red silk and covered with wedding characters.

Not many people were invited, and since we moved to a new home, even fewer came.

Xigui was still very busy. More than once today, he had the idea of ​​asking his master to find another apprentice.

It's really hard to work alone.

At this time, those who are invited to the thatched cottage and arrive smoothly are all trustworthy people.

For example, Ma Shangfeng, with whom he had a life-and-death friendship.

His family of six occupied a table.

The table was not full, but no one wanted to sit at his table. The main reason was that his five children were too noisy, and his table was the noisiest in the whole place.

At Caolu's glance, Xigui resigned himself to his fate and sat down to act as the leader of the children.

Fortunately, Xigui still has a childish nature and can play well with children.

His ears suddenly became quiet, and Caolu, who loved quietness, slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

……

The banquet was coming to an end, and Cao Lu took the bride, who was wearing a red veil, back to her room, holding the red silk.

As soon as he reached the door, he dismissed the bridesmaids and the crowd that had gathered to join in the fun, "It's raining, you all should go back and rest early."

Xigui has become much stronger recently. He bowed towards the thatched cottage, said some auspicious words, then took the red envelope and left with satisfaction.

There was no way. He couldn't afford to offend either the master outside the room or Mr. Zhu Jiu inside the room.

"Let's go, let's go!"

He waved his hand and led the crowd who wanted to watch the bridal chamber fun out of the yard, and kindly closed the door to the yard outside.

The sound of people's footsteps and the noise of children's voices had become so far away that they could hardly be heard. Only then was the door of the bridal chamber gently opened.

……

Tonight, Caolu and Zhu Jiu were like looking in a mirror. Not only were they dressed exactly the same, they also looked exactly the same.

It’s just that Caolu’s face is rosy and there is a slight smell of alcohol on his body.

Jingzhi, who had been wearing the veil for a long time and felt a little uncomfortable, said nothing. "Stop arguing. Today is our big day. Come in."

"……Oh."

When Jingzhi saw the boots going away from under the slightly shaking red veil, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and let out a sigh.

"I can't see, the bride doesn't want it?"

Almost at the same time, the red silk in her hand was stretched out and held, leading her to the bed and sitting down.

There are two scales next to the bed.

Zhu Jiu's eyes flashed, and he quickly picked up one of the scales. Just as he was about to lift up the red veil, Cao Lu flicked his finger, and the scale turned into a hemp rope, hanging down limply.

The half-lifted veil fell down gracefully.

Again.

Zhu Jiu's forehead veins throbbed, "What do you mean?"

Cao Lu picked up another scale slowly and said calmly, "It's just what you see. There's no point in being anxious."

In the blink of an eye, the scale in Caolu's hand changed into a rolled-up women's bellyband.

His hands shook and he almost dropped the thing.

I almost forgot that this kid learned his tricks.

He used his right hand to draw some raindrops from outside the window, condensed them between his fingertips, and flicked them towards Zhu Jiu.

The back of his hand got wet unexpectedly, and the illusion failed.

The scale in Caolu's hand immediately returned to its original state.

If the king is unkind, I will be unjust.

Caolu ignored him and turned around to lift Jingzhi's veil.

She looked at the veil that was slowly being lifted with a smile on her face, feeling that she was finally being liberated.

However, before Cao Lu could be happy for a few seconds, his hands were splashed with water. In Cao Lu's shocked eyes, Zhu Jiu put away the palm-sized water gun and smiled triumphantly:

"You've never seen it before, but I knew you would use this trick. I was prepared."

Cao Lu wiped the dripping water from the back of his hand and looked at the hemp rope in Zhu Jiu's hand with a calm face, "I'm so sorry, thanks to Jingzhi taking me to practice together, my illusion has reached a new level and it won't be ineffective when it comes into contact with water."

Zhu Jiu was so angry that he pulled the hemp rope tightly, wishing he could use it to strangle Cao Lu's neck.

Caolu doesn't care about him at all.

The auspicious time was about to pass. He blocked the hemp rope thrown by Zhu Jiu with his right hand, and lifted a corner of the veil with the scale in his left hand. Zhu Jiu gritted his teeth, took a big step to the left, grabbed Cao Lu's left wrist, and lifted the red veil together.

The beauty under the light slowly breathed a sigh of relief, with a sweet smile and beautiful eyes. Her pretty face was infinitely magnified by the appropriate bright makeup.

The two people who were fighting were completely dumbfounded, just holding the scale together, frozen in place.

Jingzhi raised her hand to cover her lips and smiled mischievously, "You two brothers have a very good relationship, aren't you still holding hands?"

The two of them jumped away instantly. Even though Zhu Jiu was an old couple, they couldn't help but feel nervous at this moment.

"I'm not……"

Jingzhi pointed to the wedding wine on the tray on the table and said, "Why are you still hesitating? Let's finish the ceremony first."

"How do you drink it?"

Cao Lu and Zhu Jiu looked at each other, sparks flying in their unyielding gazes.

She sighed, drew the wine glasses from the air, and placed them in the hands of the two people.

"There's no other way. Just play rock-paper-scissors."

……