"Brother Ci, my father is drinking tea in the front hall."
Wei Ci came out of Jiang Pengji's house, and after a short rest, he went to visit his teacher's house.
Although Mr. Yuanjing is famous in Kyushu, he is the most famous celebrity in the world, but this man lives a simple life, the area of the house is not too small, the setting in the house is very random, and the scenery in the yard is purchased bit by bit by himself. With a natural wildness.
Just as he raised his hand and knocked on the door, the door had already opened by itself, and a slightly immature and energetic face protruded from the door.
The one who opened the door was the teacher's youngest daughter and the most beloved old woman, Zhu Qingning.
Wei Ci smiled and said with a sleeve, "Is this Master's expectation again?"
Qing Ning dismantled Mr. Yuanjing's desk and said playfully, "That's not it, it's clear that the three or five people in the courtyard suddenly ran around happily, making his father unable to do anything. Brother said it so powerfully."
Sanwu is a kitten that Mr. Yuanjing accidentally picked up. He had a difficult childbirth before. It happened that Wei Ci was a guest at the mansion, so he was pulled by Qingning to help, and finally gave birth to four pure black kittens. It is estimated that That's what happened, San Wu was very close to Wei Ci.
Because of this incident, Wei Ci was often teased by a few close classmates, and of course there were also malicious mockery.
Those people made fun of him maliciously, threatening that if he didn't achieve anything in the future, he could still be a delivery man for women.
For these malicious words, Wei Ci just smiled and didn't take it to heart at all.
Thinking of the scene where my teacher was drinking tea in the hall and was harassed by three or five, I couldn't help laughing and smiled.
Seeing his appearance, Qing Ning couldn't help but redden her cheeks.
She took a step behind, followed with a small step, bit her lower lip lightly, and asked shyly, "Brother Ci, did you just come back from visiting a friend?"
"Yeah." Wei Ci said, "The beginning of March is Master's birthday, so I have to come back sooner anyway."
Qing Ning snorted, lowered his head and said, "Then... Brother Ci can remember what day February 16 is."
"February 16?" Wei Ci was stunned. "Ci knows that the 15th of the second month is the Flower Festival. What day is the 16th?"
Qing Ning looked disappointed, trying her best to hide her unhappiness, but fortunately she had already reached the front hall, so she hurriedly said goodbye with her head lowered.
Wei Ci was puzzled, is this child's mind so difficult to understand now
Mr. Yuanjing frowned when he saw his little daughter's gesture, but he didn't make it clear.
"Master." Wei Ci greeted him.
"Don't be too polite."
Mr. Yuanjing hugged San Wu who was struggling and scratching with one hand, while straightening his messy sleeves, he looked a little embarrassed.
Wei Ci held back a smile and said, "If the master can't hold the three or five, let the disciple do the work and hold the three or five on your behalf."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Yuanjing let go of his hand, threw himself into Wei's arms, and found a comfortable position to lie down.
Mr. Yuanjing pouted secretly, and he was hooked away by the color of the young man, and the old man was disgusted.
"I just saw that you and Wu Niang were having a good time chatting, what did you talk about?"
Qing Ning practiced five at home, so many elders called her Wu Niang again.
Wei Ci said bluntly, "Wu Niang asked the disciple if he could remember what day February 16 is..."
Mr. Yuanjing sighed and said, "February 16 is Wu Niang's birthday."
Wei Ci was stunned in place, and the hands that were rubbing his neck stopped. An absurd thought could not help but pop into his mind.
In Wei Ci's view, this is indeed terrifyingly absurd.
He still pretended not to understand, and said with a smile, "It turned out that I wanted to ask the disciple for a birthday present."
Mr. Yuan Jing's face was sullen, piercing Wei Ci's cover.
"After February 16, Wu Niang is also thirteen. It's time to say kiss."
For the sake of it, Wei Ci continued to pretend that he didn't understand it was too much, so he could only smile bitterly.
"Ci is watching Wu Niang grow up, and she is seven or eight years older than her. How can she have such thoughts only when she is a sister."
"Master knows that you live like an ascetic monk and don't care about these worldly things, but Wu Niang is young..." Mr. Yuanjing paused when he said this, and asked Wei Ci in a low voice, "This matter, As a teacher, I am happy to see it succeed, it depends on your wishes."
After all, he is a student he likes. Mr. Yuanjing can also be said to have watched Wei Ci grow up. Knowing this person's temperament, it would be better if he was hired as a quick son-in-law. The old father, of course, hoped that she had a good life.
Wei Ci was taken aback, Sanwu in his arms noticed his mood change, and patted Wei Ci with a meat pad, meowing several times.
"Disciple, I don't mean that." Wei Ci shook her head and said, "What's more, Ci doesn't want to hurt her."
In fact, Wei Ci almost got married when she was fifteen years old.
It's just that when the two families exchanged Geng posts, the woman was so frightened that she regretted her marriage.
Not to mention his repentance, his reputation was almost completely destroyed.
Those who are still willing to be friends with him are true friends, and Wei Ci is very rare.
No matter which family or household, if you see Wei Ci's character, who would dare to marry
Mr. Yuanjing rolled his eyes secretly, Wei Ci's refusal to fool those ignorant people is fine, but fooling him is not enough.
According to the eight-character destiny theory, those who believe will naturally be restrained, and those who do not believe will naturally be free from obstacles.
Mr. Yuanjing sighed, "Well, the old man shouldn't be disliked by this stick hitting mandarin ducks."
Wei Ci's expression froze, as if thinking of something, some dodge.
"Little girls are the most indeterminate, they like certain things quickly, and when there are substitutes, they can empathize quickly." Mr. Yuanjing said quietly, "It's almost the festival, so let your wife find a girl for Wu Niang. With a face no less than yours, it is estimated that this matter is over."
Wei Ci was slightly embarrassed.
Is it good-looking to blame him
It's up to his parents about this.
However, Mr. Yuanjing expressed his attitude, which made Wei Ci a little relieved.
He lied just now. He didn't take Qingning as a sister, but as a daughter or granddaughter at all.
Taking into account the issue of seniority, he changed his mouth.
Wei Ci talked a little bit with Mr. Yuanjing, and then his wife came over and said that he had something to tell him.
Mr. Yuanjing watched Wei Ci leave with Sanwu in his arms, he was silent, and his eyes turned to the screen on the side of the hall.
"Have you heard all?"
Qing Ning pursed her lips, her eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and her face was particularly stained with tears.
"The thoughts that you shouldn't have, have been broken early, and the father will find a real good son-in-law for you. Dear, there are many good men in the world. Although not all of them are as good as the father, they are better than the son. Filial piety is not bad, and there are many people there.”
Mr. Yuanjing loves his little daughter, but it is not without principles.
Only Wei Ci was a little troublesome.
"I just... I don't believe that Brother Ci is destined to kill his wife, his mother, his teacher and his friends, and to kill all the nine clans. I'm not afraid!"
"I'm not afraid of your father, but people pretend to be people in their hearts, and you can't squeeze in. What's the trouble?"
When Qing Ning heard this, she started to cry again.
Father, this is not what we said at the beginning.