Lin Cuo shrugged, looking at Yu Chengjia who had gone to Shen Yumo's place to whisper, coughed a few times, grabbed Jiang Ziquan's arm, and said in a very low voice, "It's alright."
Jiang Ziquan only felt that goosebumps were about to rise, and gave her a dumbfounded look, "We have a good relationship, you don't have to speak in such a tone", and said rather shyly: "My daughter-in-law is still ahead. ."
Lin Cuo gave her a big white eye.
Yu Chengjia went from Jiang Ziquan to Lin Cuo and listened, for fear that Lin Cuo, the bad guy, would say something shameless.
Her love for Izumi-senpai is definitely the fan's love for idols, but it's not even love. Besides, Shen Yumo is her cousin, the dearest cousin, she can't do such a thing as prying the corner.
Shen Yumo moved his muscles and bones, and glanced at Jiang Ziquan and Lin Cuo who were still murmuring. She and Lin Cuo had met many times. Lin Cuo was a stable person and looked very mature, at least she never met. Lin Cuo looked childish, and besides, she seemed to be a very cold-hearted person. She seemed to get along well on the surface, but she didn't put a few people in her heart. She was a little curious about how Jiang Ziquan and her got along. Girlfriend's
"Chengjia, what's the matter with you and Lin Cuo? Lin Cuo is not the kind of person who likes to tease people." Shen Yumo could see the delicate relationship between the two, no matter how slow she was. She took a sip of water and it tasted a little sweet. Sweet. She just remembered that in the morning, Jiang Ziquan put some roses in her water glass.
Before he had time to answer, the two people who were far behind had already followed up slowly, and then Jiang Ziquan glanced at Shen Yumo and walked over with a smile on his face, while Lin Cuo didn't care at all and looked for someone. Stone sat down with his arms crossed.
Seeing this, how could Yu Chengjia not know that the two have something to say, she can't be a light bulb for them. Originally, he didn't want to go to Lin Cuo's side, but then he thought about it, since Lin Cuo is Senior Sister Quan's best friend, wouldn't he be too annoying
Therefore, he walked over reluctantly. Lin Cuo seemed to hear the sound and shook his head, but he didn't move over, as if he knew that Yu Chengjia would come.
Yu Chengjia also found a stone, sat next to her not far or near, and followed her gaze, but dazzlingly saw that the stone was removed, and there was nothing special about it. It was really not as good-looking as when she came up before. .
The two sat quietly together, unexpectedly harmonious, Yu Chengjia thought that as long as Lin Cuo stopped provoking her, she could naturally regard Lin Cuo as a friend.
Jiang Ziquan came over to help Shen Yumo squeeze his shoulders, and said in a low voice with a hilarious smile, "My mother said that soaking roses in water can relieve dysmenorrhea."
Originally, Shen Yumo was a little shy when she was enjoying her massage, but now she was even more shy when she said this, and she was a little embarrassed. She didn't like Jiang Ziquan before, and she didn't have to care about Aunt Liu's opinion of her. , but now Aunt Liu is really a mother, and naturally she hopes to have a better impression of herself. Tell Aunt Liu about this kind of thing, she always feels a little different.
Twisted, this uncomfortable feeling almost overwhelmed her, so she gently shook off Jiang Ziquan's hand, patted the dust on her trousers, and walked away without waiting for Jiang Ziquan.
Jiang Ziquan touched her hair. She really didn't know where to provoke Teacher Shen again. No wonder her former roommate said that conflicts would arise when they were in a real relationship. She thought she had the love book provided by her roommate. Personally, I will definitely live a sweet life. I didn't expect that she and Teacher Shen are both women. She still can't guess her mind, and her head is lowered and a little depressed.
Lin Cuo only needed a glance to see that the two were arguing. He glanced at Yu Chengjia, who was vigilant next to him, and suddenly lost his mind to solve it. He glanced at her and continued to drive up the mountain.
Jiang Ziquan had no choice but to take his things, trot a few steps, followed behind Teacher Shen, and kept hypnotizing himself.
"It's here." Yu Chengjia shouted, and several people looked in the direction of her fingers.
I saw an old-fashioned wooden house not far away, some flowers and plants were planted outside, and there was a very small waterfall not far away, a bit like a seclusion place in a TV series.
"It's so beautiful." Yu Chengjia praised.
Jiang Ziquan and Lin Cuo looked at each other, and it was written in their eyes that such a house was strong? Is it illegal to build a house here
"Let's go." Jiang Ziquan took Teacher Shen's hand, and Shen Yumo went with her when she saw that she couldn't break free.
Jiang Ziquan carefully looked at the structure of the house, and became more and more worried that the house was a dilapidated house, and that this grandfather should be quite old, and he was still learning from the old men on TV to practice on the mountain. late.
She knocked gently on the door, and the wooden door creaked.
After a while, a handsome man appeared. The man was very handsome, with a pair of peach blossom eyes. He looked amorous and sloppy, but his body seemed a little weak, his face was a bit pale, and his body was extremely thin. A delicate black suit was placed over him. His body looks a little loose, his hair is meticulously combed, and he also wears old-fashioned glasses from the Republic of China, like a noble boy from the Republic of China.
The reason is that Jiang Ziquan might have to say a few words to this handsome guy before, but now that she has Teacher Shen, she doesn't feel anything, she tries to make herself look more reliable, with Lin Cuo's usual corporate smile: "Sir, we Find Shen Yumo's grandfather."
"Grandpa" Shen Yumo hurried over to pull Jiang Ziquan, and said to the handsome man.
Jiang Ziquan and Lin Cuo both widened their eyes and looked shocked. Is this Teacher Shen's grandfather? so young
Su Qingwen nodded with a smile, looked at a few people in turn, and finally his eyes fell on Jiang Ziquan's pretty face, with a strange look on his face, staring straight at Jiang Ziquan.
Jiang Ziquan was a little hairy when he was staring at him, but he pretended to be light-hearted, thinking that Teacher Shen and this gentleman were not related by blood, but unexpectedly they looked a bit similar.
"Grandpa" Shen Yumo took Jiang Ziquan's right arm and reminded him again.
Only then did Su Qingwen wake up, pushed his old-fashioned eyes, and said, "Come in."
His voice was very old and obviously tired, but it was more in line with his identity as a grandfather than his appearance.
"I'll go." Jiang Ziquan couldn't help swearing again, looking at Su Qingwen who was walking slowly in front of him: "Why didn't you tell me that grandpa is so young? It gave me a mental preparation."
When Su Qingwen left, Shen Yumo was only eight years old. She only remembered that his grandfather was very handsome. She thought that twenty years had passed, and her appearance should have changed a little, so she did not tell Jiang Ziquan.
The house was cleaned very well. There was a table and a few chairs in it. There was a painting hanging in the center of the house. The painting seemed to be torn in half. The people in the painting seemed to be doing some kind of sacrificial activity. There are tributes such as pigs, cattle and sheep, as well as a huge incense burner. The white clouds on the incense burner are vividly drawn, but it is strange that the background color of the white clouds is actually red. What is even more strange is that the people kneeling on the ground are all tied up. There seemed to be tears in his eyes.
Jiang Ziquan looked at this painting attentively, and suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart. She seemed to have seen this painting before
"Please take a seat." Su Qingwen came over to cover her eyes, then took a few steps to sit on the west side, letting Shen Yumo and Jiang Ziquan sit on the main seat, with a bit of respect on their faces.
Jiang Ziquan and Shen Yumo looked at each other, it seemed a little inappropriate for the two of them to sit here as a junior, but it was obvious that Su Qingwen's face was not unhappy, so they sat down.
"grandfather"
Su Qingwen hurriedly interrupted Jiang Ziquan, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face again, and explained: "Miss Jiang, just call me by my name, Su Qingwen."
"Ah?" Jiang Ziquan really couldn't understand the old man's mind, and waved his hand hastily, she didn't have the courage to call Shen Yumo's grandfather's name directly.
Suddenly there was an ancient bell outside, one, two, three, eleven in total.
"A few girls want a drink?" Su Qingwen stood up with a faint smile on his face.
When the four of them saw their elders standing up, naturally they all stood up.
"Grandpa, let me go." Shen Yumo hurriedly walked to Su Qingwen's side. When he was about to help him, he quickly avoided him and looked at Jiang Ziquan.
"You accompany Miss Jiang."
Shen Yumo who was left behind was also confused. In her memory, her grandfather was really naughty, but he also paid special attention to the rules. In the past, when he was at home, he was very strict with his parents, and there were behaviors of getting up early to say hello.
"Mr. Shen, what's going on here?" Lin Cuo asked cautiously. This old man Su Qingwen seemed to have a special respect for Bai Shui
Shen Yumo also shook his head, looked at Jiang Ziquan again, and asked doubtfully, "Have you seen my grandfather before?"
"No." Jiang Ziquan waved his hand hastily. If she had seen such a good-looking person, she would definitely not forget it, and this person's personality was so strange.
Several people were a little nervous sitting together, and Shen Yumo wanted to call her parents to ask about the situation.
Su Qingwen brought two jars of wine, and the wine was covered with some dust. It must have been dug out of the soil just now. He handed one of the jars to Shen Yumo and said seriously, "I'll talk to Miss Jiang alone for a while. ."
Shen Yumo took the wine and looked at Jiang Ziquan again, thinking that although grandpa was stricter, he still had a good personality, Jiang Ziquan had a reassuring look again, so he nodded lightly.
Lin Cuo was also a little worried about Jiang Ziquan. She was not as receptive to these unscientific things as Jiang Ziquan. Seeing such a young "grandfather", his behavior was a little strange. Naturally, she was a little bit scared. She is a little afraid of Shen Yumo. It can be said that now she doesn't believe anyone except Jiang Ziquan.
Jiang Ziquan smiled at her, and then Lin Cuo walked out in small steps.
As soon as the three of them went out, the house became more and more quiet, but Jiang Ziquan was no longer as frightened as he imagined, and stared straight at him, only to see that he lifted the red paper on it, and carefully poured the wine on the two sides. Inside a wine glass with beautifully carved patterns, the wine glass seems to be made of jade, and the color of the jade is a bit like the warm jade she wears around her neck.
The fragrance of the fine wine permeated the whole room the moment it was opened. Jiang Ziquan felt that the smell was very familiar. By the way, Mr. Shen's father seemed to let her drink the same wine. But it is much thicker than at that time, and it is thought that the wines here take longer.
She took it and thought it would be as transparent as the one she drank that day, but she didn't expect that it would turn red under the influence of the jade-colored wine glass, a little redder than red wine.
She lowered her head and took a sip, her lips and teeth were fragrant, and the aroma of the wine seemed to invade her body, making her tremble, and she couldn't help taking another sip, as if her whole body became warm.
"Miss Jiang, do you remember this wine?" Su Qingwen shook the wine glass, and his face was already stained with a bit of red.
Jiang Ziquan narrowed her eyes and looked at him again. She knew that Su Qingwen was not talking about the one time Father Shen asked her to drink, so she shook her head, "I have never drunk such wine."
Hearing this, Su Qingwen sighed heavily, took a sip of wine, looked confused, and seemed to be caught in some kind of thinking.
Jiang Ziquan didn't bother him, and drank one sip after another. The wine seemed to be addictive. Drinking it seemed to remember something, and it seemed like he had lost something.
I don't know how long it took before Su Qingwen spoke slowly, with a bit of nostalgia in his tone, "This wine is called Mingzui, and it was specially made for a Taoist nun."
"Is Taoist nun also able to drink?" Jiang Ziquan asked curiously with a burp.
Su Qingwen suddenly started laughing, his laughing fingers were trembling, and he finally managed to slow down, "Yeah, how can Daoist nun drink?" One sip will make people feel extremely spicy, but after the second sip, it will be much better. After so many years, there is only one Taoist nun in this world who can appreciate the mellow aroma of this good wine after just one sip. People say that the Taoist nun was drunk, but the Taoist nun said that she was not drunk, so she named it "Ming Zui", but she didn't admit it when she was drunk." He laughed after saying that.
Jiang Ziquan couldn't help laughing when she heard this. The person who named her was too casual. She felt a little drunk and her mind was a little confused. ."
With a bit of joy on Su Qingwen's face, he hurriedly stood up and asked, "Who?"
"I miss her."
However, Jiang Ziquan was not as good as he wished, repeating these words blindly, and drinking from time to time.
"thump"
Jiang Ziquan finally lay drunk on the table, as if he was still muttering something.