Marriage of the Republic of China

"I looked at the title deed of the land in Wanping. It's a few acres away from the river, and it's eight feet away and I can't walk into the water. But the landlord said that the land belonged to his uncle and brother. He should go and talk about it. You can sell it to us together, and I will call back within two days."

Bai Hanchen was talking, but he saw the big brother's eyes flying out the window, and he didn't seem to put his mind in the room at all.

Frowning, he reached out and tapped on the table: "Brother, brother?"

"Huh? Oh... what did you just say?"

Bai Hanyu suddenly came back to his senses, an imperceptible panic flashed across his face, and he hurriedly picked up the cigarette case on the table to cover it up.At noon, he and Jin Yulin tossed and tossed in the dark for an hour, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he was still in De Yixing's private room, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to jump out of the window.

Fortunately, no one found out, but now, he has no face to step into De Yixing again.Presumably it must be the new medicine, the wine has aggravated the nature of the medicine, disturbing the internal organs as if being tormented by the fire of hell.I don't care about any etiquette, justice, integrity and shame, I just want to have a good time with Jin Yulin, so as to relieve my pain and itching.

In addition, Boss Jin looked at a gentle and elegant person, but acted cruelly.On the stage, Concubine Yu played all kinds of charming things, but in her bones, she was like the overlord of Chu who was about to smash him into the wall.

Doing that thing with the popular actor in the private room of the restaurant, he was still the one who was raped, if it was rumored, Bai Hanyu would definitely not have to be a human being.Although Jin Yulin swears to the sky that he will never let a third person know, but he still has nothing to lose in his heart.He was also thinking about being ashamed of his wife, but after drinking the medicine for a long time, it didn't work on her, and he was even more confused.

The confusion is also the excitement of tasting the taste of the cloud for the first time.The aftertaste rippling in the body has not yet dissipated, the hand that lit the cigarette trembled uncontrollably, several matches were broken and the cigarette was not lit.

"I said, the site for the arsenal has basically been decided, and you can arrange the recruitment of workers." Bai Hanchen took the match away from his elder brother, wiped it to protect it, and lit the cigarette in his mouth for him, without moving Said sternly: "Brother, if you need anything, just speak up."

He could see that the elder brother had something on his mind.The owner, who doesn't smoke much at ordinary times, watched half a pack down.

Bai Hanyu lowered his eyes, huddled in the smoke and tried to calm down: "It's okay, oh, I drank alcohol at noon and became dizzy."

"Then go back and rest early."

Bai Hanchen didn't ask any further questions.Concerning Bai Hanyu's personality, if he didn't want to say it, he wouldn't be able to force half a word on the knife holder's neck.

Coming out of Bai Hanyu's office, Bai Hanchen saw the secretary outside eating afternoon tea snacks.He suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to let the secretary with his mouth full call the garage to call Qiu Dali up.

"Master Fu, your letter."

Old Feng delivered the letter just delivered by the postman to Fu Wenge's room, and he still didn't leave after delivering it, he put his hands down and smiled, and waited by the door.Fu Wenge looked at his flattering smile, and realized that he was asking himself for a reward, and couldn't help but silently lamented that the other party's slave heart was deeply ingrained.

He took out a silver dollar from the drawer and gave it to Old Feng: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Yo, there are a lot more." Old Feng wrinkled his face with a smile, and the folds were piled up like a golden hook chrysanthemum.

After he left, Fu Wenge sat at the table, tore open the envelope and took out the letter.Unfolding the letter paper, I saw the familiar Xingkai, my father's handwriting, which was more beautiful than the calligraphy.

The letter was very long, five pages long, and it was all about the past that Fu Wenge didn't know about.

Qiao Ansheng wrote in the letter that when he was young, his ambition was to be a middle school teacher. He had already received the letter of employment from a public middle school in Shanghai, but he was suddenly arranged for a marriage.He fought against his fate and sneaked out of the house with his luggage.But when I arrived at the train station, I found that all the trains to Jiangsu and Zhejiang were suspended due to the flood, and I had to wait for the railway bureau's notice on when to leave.

A large number of passengers were stranded in the railway station, crowded.Qiao Ansheng lost his purse, and when he was anxious, a young officer picked out a twelve or thirteen-year-old child from the crowd, and shook out several wallets and purses from the child.According to the description of the lost property, the officer returned each wallet or purse to the owner without error.

That officer was Fu Junkai. Qiao Ansheng recognized him immediately after seeing the photo.On the pretext of returning the lost property, he chatted with Fu Junkai for a few words.Fu Junkai told him that after accepting his appointment as a military officer in Beiping, he returned to his hometown to take up the post, and just as he got off the train, he saw a child stealing chickens and dogs among the crowd.Fu Junkai did not hand over the child to the policeman, but instead took out money to buy food for him, and told him not to do this kind of business again.

Compared with the strange and alienated image in the photo, the tall, handsome, righteous, thoughtful and kind man in front of him instantly aroused Qiao Ansheng's favor.After thinking for a long time, he finally decided to refund the ticket, return home, and accept the marriage.

On the last page of letter paper, Qiao Ansheng changed the font to lower case, as if he deliberately softened his tone when talking——

"I have never regretted making the decision to be with Jun Kai. Although it is not perfect, I feel hard to leave each other in my heart. Between me and him, we can only say that fate tricks people. Don't make you lose your right because of us." Confidence in life. Wen Ge, Junkai and I love you from the bottom of our hearts, and we did not consider your feelings when we decided on this marriage. Han Chen is a man with great ambitions, and he is clever, tactful, and sophisticated. , can make up for the lack of character. However, if there is something unsatisfactory, Jun Kai and I will never force it."

After reading the letter, Fu Wenge sighed helplessly.Dad has said everything to this point, and will never force him, so he has no position to challenge his parents.

He wrote back a letter with Father, sealed it as usual and took it to the concierge to deliver to Old Feng.At the door, he met Bai Hanyu who had just entered. Seeing that he was not energetic, Fu Wenge asked, "You don't look well, are you okay?".

"Drank some wine at noon, tired, come back to sleep." Bai Hanyu hurriedly put down his words, turned and ran to the west courtyard.

Fu Wenge looked at his tired and slightly weird gait, and thought to himself how much must he have drunk?Just as he was wondering, he heard Old Feng humming softly behind his back.There was a sharp movement, trembling with disdain.

Turning around, Fu Wenge asked him: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing."

Old Feng squinted his eyes, his face was wrinkled into a pile.The old eunuch, I have never seen any flower work before, just by looking at the uncle's gait, he can tell what happened to the other party not long ago.But that's the life of the master's family, he can't chew his tongue casually.

Yue'er has a big mouth, it's because of his wife's backing, she dares to gossip about anyone.He dare not.Thinking about it, he was half an old beggar living outside, if he hadn't been taken in by the second master, he might have already died on the street.When doing things in a rich family, one must be cautious in words and deeds, the same rules as in the palace.

Old Feng didn't talk to Mingli, so Fu Wenge couldn't ask more questions.Guiqi is not in one's own home, one thing more is worse than one thing less.Just as he was about to go back to the house, he saw Qiu Dali coming in again with his arms full.

Qiu Dali said: "Yo, Young Master Fu, it just so happened that I was about to deliver something to your house."

"What is it?" Fu Wenge was curious.The pack of oiled paper was pasted with red paper, it looked like a snack or something, and it smelled fragrant before opening the package.

"The eight big items in Daoxiang Village, the second master asked you to bring them back, saying that you are new here, and you have a taste of something new." Qiu Dali said, pouted his mouth down, and motioned for the two packs of dim sum that Old Feng had hooked on his little finger. Pick it up, "This is for the backyard, Old Feng, share it with the big guys."

Old Feng walked away happily carrying his snacks, while Fu Wenge felt a little hot on his face.In the backyard, there are a dozen or so people including the cook, the old lady, and the driver's maid, all of whom are given two packs of snacks.Look at his own share, eight big buns, have to eat until winter, right?

Bai Hanchen, what are you trying to do, please me?Oh, after going to Bada Hutong to send Bada pieces, if you want to accept a small one in the future, wouldn’t you have to throw the big house in the flour warehouse and bury it?

Fu Wenge stopped Qiu Dali and said, "Take it to Mrs. Bai and the young lady's room."

"They are already tired of eating, and they are always like this."

"I can't eat such an old one by myself..."

"You'll tear them apart later, taste each one, pick what you like and keep it, and I'll take the rest." Qiu Dali grinned.

Fu Wenge frowned, looked up, down, left, and right, picked out the smallest-looking bag and carried it in his hand: "Come on, I don't want to fiddle with things, that's all, the rest is yours."

"Hey? Just take one bag? The second master wants to know, so he can't beat me?" Qiu Dateng started, stuffing another bag into his hands desperately, "This is trough cake, made with honey and eggs. , fragrant and soft, but delicious.”

He looked around and lowered his voice after confirming that there was no one there: "Master Fu, let me say a word, these snacks are the night when the second master watched you study, I am afraid that you will be hungry by then, and the kitchen will be cold again I couldn't find anything to eat, and I couldn't sleep well on an empty stomach, so I asked me to buy it."

"..."

Fu Wenge hugged the dim sum, his eyes flickered slightly.Two packs of snacks are not heavy, but according to Qiu Dali's words, they feel hot.

It is expected that Bai Er can be regarded as a person with a delicate mind.

The door of Yan Guilan's room was open, and someone was embroidering handkerchiefs inside.Seeing her husband entering the room, she hurriedly got up to meet him.Usually, Bai Hanyu would go directly to his room, and rarely come to her room, so I don't know if there is something to say today.

Seeing that Bai Hanyu looked tired, she called the servant girl to bring a bowl of iced mung bean soup, and said, "It's really early to be back today."

"Well, this is for you." Bai Hanyu sat down and took out a red velvet bag from his pocket. He wanted to hand it directly to his wife, but changed his mind halfway and put it on the table.

Yan Guilan picked it up and opened it, seeing the green jade bracelet, her eyes were filled with happiness.She was very happy in her heart, but she still complained to her husband: "It's not a festival, why give me such an expensive thing?"

Bai Hanyu was full of guilt, his eyes shifted and he said: "Isn't your previous one cracked? I passed by Baoshengzhai today and saw a similar one in the window, so I brought it back for you."

"It's enough to add some gold to it. It's so expensive to buy a new one." Yan Guilan put the bracelet on her wrist and looked left and right.The soft and slender wrists are particularly white against the eye-full green.However, things don't matter whether they are expensive or cheap, as long as they are given by Bai Hanyu, even the black-headed silver bracelet will teach her to be happy for a long time.

"You are the youngest mistress of the Bai family, so you need some jewelry and a mended bracelet, so that others can look at it and gossip about me." The more Bai Hanyu talked, the more guilty he became. Fine beads of sweat.

In the past, the debt to his wife was only a skin-to-skin relationship, but now he owed his wife to the heart.

Yan Guilan was only immersed in the surprise, and didn't notice the change in Bai Hanyu's face at all: "Hey, I don't go out often, and the dowry jewelry is not out of date. Hanyu, I know you love me, but this is too precious, otherwise You can take it back, or else, send it to Aunt Ting, she—"

"You wear the one given to you!"

Bai Hanyu interrupted her loudly, and at the same time felt deeply guilty for his anger.The more virtuous Yan Guilan is, the more uncomfortable he feels.He would rather marry an unreasonable and extravagant lazy woman, so that he can really set his mind to put all his feelings on Jin Yulin.

Such a good woman, but let him be completely delayed.

Yan Guilan was slightly taken aback, her raised wrist was hanging in the air.She was fine just now, but suddenly she lowered her face, what happened?

The maid invites Xi'er into the house and brings iced mung bean soup.Seeing that the atmosphere between the eldest young master and the eldest young mistress was turbulent, he put down the bowl and hurried out.

Bai Hanchen picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp, suppressing the restlessness in his heart, and then slowed down his tone: "You are my wife, Bai Hanyu, and you are my face when you go out, so you have to dress decently... from the looks of it... It’s almost the beginning of autumn, someday let Dafuzi drive, take you and Aunt Ting to Ruifuxiang, and make some cheongsams for autumn... Oh, remember, sign my name on the account, don’t sign it on Dad’s, forget it I sent it to Aunt Ting."

"Oh, I see."

Yan Guilan wondered if he might have encountered some troubles in the company, so it's better to let go of the anger with the family, so as not to hold it in his heart and get sick.

After confessing the good things, Bai Hanyu got up and planned to go back to his room for a sleep meeting.He ran into Qiu Dali coming to deliver snacks, nodded to him and left the house by mistake.Qiu Dali put a few packets of snacks on the table and smiled at Yan Guilan.

"Eldest young mistress, this is what the second master asked me to bring back."

Fu Wenge didn't want it, and he didn't dare to take all the snacks away, a bag cost two yuan and it cost the ocean.Turn around and let the second master know that he is greedy and must kick his ass.The wife smoked dry tobacco, but tasted bitter when she ate sweet ones, so she had to bring them to the young mistress.

Yan Guilan looked at those big bags of snacks, and couldn't help raising her eyebrows—what's going on with the Bai family brothers today, why are they all thinking about giving things away?

She looked at the red paper pasted on the outside of the snack bag—the name of the product was written on it—and she understood a little bit, and said with a smile, "Yo, why are there missing Trough Cake and Saqima among these eight pieces?"

"Uh... this... this..." It's hard to say that Qiu Dali was picked by Fu Wenge. Although the young lady has a good temper and doesn't care about anyone, it doesn't make sense.

Yan Guilan stopped bullying him, and said with a smile: "Okay, pick a bag for your son and daughter-in-law, and leave it here for me. You can't finish it even if you grow hair."

"Hey! Thank you, young mistress."

Qiu Dali picked up a packet of pretzels and left the house happily.Yan Guilan looked at the pile of snacks, shook her head with a smile and sigh: I'm afraid the second master didn't want to please Young Master Fu, but he didn't pay attention too much.

This man, he really didn't know how to be a caring person until he got married.

TBC

The author has something to say: this chapter written by Saqima from Daoxiang Village, well, it’s really sweet...

The second master is starting now, take your time, the sweetness is still to come, such as helping your wife dig up a corpse for class or something [fake, cross out]

Uncle’s dog blood will run through about half of the book, so you have to take your time, don’t worry

It is said that the theme of the Republic of China is really cold, and there are so few people watching it...