The lights were dimmed, and the room was very quiet.
But it seems that there is a flame hidden in the air, which seems to be ignited in an instant and burns people cleanly. Their faces were so close that they could feel each other's breath.
Zhao'er knew that it shouldn't be like this, but his face was hot, as if smeared with chili water.
If I had known that she shouldn't put so many peppers in her cooking at night, look at her spicy.
Her eyes flickered, she didn't want to look at him directly, and her tone faltered: "You are the only man in the family."
She pushed him away and pretended to eat with chopsticks, but Xue Tingxiang grabbed her wrist.
"You haven't answered me yet."
"Answer what?"
"You're finally willing to admit that I'm your man?"
"You're not the only man in the family." She lowered her head, but didn't look at him.
"That's different. The man in the family is different from your man."
"What's the difference?" Zhao'er asked subconsciously, and there was an urge to slap him when he said it.
Sure enough, Xue Tingyan smiled, looked at her and said, "The man in the family can be an elder or a brother. But your man, we want to sleep in the same bed, and we can do what Zhao Jinrui did to his sister-in-law."
Zhao'er suddenly froze, sat up on his knees, waved his hand away, and stared at him closely at the same time: "Dog, you have learned badly. Tell your sister honestly, who taught you this? Did you hear some nasty words from the men in the village, or is it bad to have classmates in school and taught you badly?"
Her reaction was too unexpected, and Xue Tingxiang was a little stunned for a while.
Taking advantage of this moment, Zhao'er's words came out like a barrage of cannons: "You are still young, don't think about those who have it or not, your top priority is to study hard, and be worthy of your hard work for many years. Getting married and having a daughter-in-law is all that matters. Things in the future are not what you should think about now. Don't forget your father's last wish, and don't forget that your mother is the most worried about you before she dies. The biggest wish of the two elders is that you can surpass Xue Juncai, be admitted to fame, and be the most senior in the Xue family. Promising people, don't put the cart before the horse."
These words are particularly inspiring. If Xue Tingxiang hadn't had that dream, the designation would have been fooled. He shouldn't think about these things now.
But he had that dream, from which he knew that the woman in front of him was the most cunning and the one who liked to play stupid the most. If she didn't force her to the point of nowhere to go, she wouldn't face him directly.
But he didn't want to force her either.
Xue Tingxiang gave her a deep look, and his expression suddenly became aggrieved: "Zhao'er, don't you want to be my daughter-in-law?"
This style of painting has become too fast, and this next round of tricks can't react.
She stared at the little man in a daze, and saw his eyes staring straight at her, his eyes filled with helplessness and panic, with a faint longing.
His pink and white lips were stubbornly pressed into a line, his cheeks were slightly bulged, and his nose was slightly opened, and it was a grievance at first glance. Just like when he was a child, he clearly wanted her to take him out to play, but he was stubbornly reluctant to say it and had to let her guess.
And when his parents died, he also looked at himself like this. She still remembers that she was crying so hard, but he didn't cry at all, he just held her and said straightly, "Zhao'er, we are the only two left."
She smiled, habitually.
It was as if no matter how difficult it was, she always smiled when she faced him.
"How is it possible, don't think too much."
"But I feel that you don't want to be my daughter-in-law. Don't you want to be with me forever?" Xue Tingxiang suddenly leaned over, hugged Zhao'er's waist, and buried his face in her shoulder, very vulnerable looks like.
Zhao'er couldn't see his face, only knew that his voice was muffled: "I know, I know Jiang Wu brother likes you, he wants to marry you as a wife, so I don't like him, I hate him very much. You will leave Xue Do you want to be a daughter-in-law for Brother Jiang Wu? Others say that a daughter-in-law can be with a man forever, sleeping on a kang and lying on a quilt. I don't want you to sleep on a quilt with anyone other than me. "
Zhao'er's head was muddy when she heard it, and it took a long while to grasp a key point: "How, how do you know so much? You know that Jiang Wu likes me? Did he come to you and tell me?"
"Brother Jiang Wu said, you're not my daughter-in-law, but it was for the sake of your parents that he reluctantly agreed. He also said that if I feel bad for you, I should find you a man who knows how to feel bad for you, saying that it is very hard for you to study for me... "
Where she didn't see it, Xue Tingxiang smiled, but her voice was still aggrieved: "Zhao'er, I will feel sorry for you, don't go."
Zhao'er pursed the corners of her mouth tightly, her chest heaved up and down, and her voice was very stiff: "Don't think about it, I won't leave."
She said, how could the little man suddenly change so much, it turned out that something went wrong here. The little man has always been sensitive and reserved. Although he has grown up a lot now, in Zhao'er's heart, he is still the big kid. No wonder he has said so many strange things to himself recently.
"Then are you still my wife?"
"of course!"
"We will always be together and never be apart."
"it is good!"
Although I used the means, Jiang Wu's words were true, and I did not falsify at all. Now that you've agreed, don't ever regret it again.
"I can rest assured that."
This was just a small episode, but because of this incident, Zhao'er no longer avoided Xue Tingxiang.
Although Xue Tingxiang knew that this was equivalent to returning to the starting point, Zhao'er still didn't see him as a man he could rely on, but it was better than forcing her.
After that dream, he was no longer willing to force her, so he could only move around slowly.
Of course, it's not without progress, at least Xue Tingxiang can now ask for a bed with Zhao'er. He doesn't have to make excuses like before, just say it, look at her, and she will naturally agree to all his demands.
If there is any hesitation, he only needs to ask if you don't want to be my daughter-in-law, and she will obey immediately.
Although shameless, Xue Tingxiang is not guilty at all, and even a little addicted.
After being addicted to the end of Xiu Mu, he actually didn't want to go back to the academy.
"Don't worry about that, don't worry. If someone else buys the land, it's fine. If it's Xue, I'm afraid that Zheng Li is making things difficult for you. But don't worry, I'll start entrusting someone to do it when I go back to the school. Find someone to do the method I said first, and do the rest by chance."
Zhao'er nodded, handed him the book bag, and went to get the bag and the small basket on the kang.
In the bag was the change of clothes that Xue Tingxiang was going to use to go to the school these days, and in the basket were two jars of pickles and spicy tofu made by Zhao'er, which were usually excellent for meals and noodles.
Originally, I wanted to bring some for the little man, because I wanted to change his mouth or something. Unexpectedly, it was very popular when he brought it. Mao Badou hugged the can and didn't want to lose it. In the end, it changed from one can in ten days to four cans in ten days, which was still a drop in the bucket.
However, there are not many at home. These were marinated by Zhao'er last fall, and there are not many in total. Zhao'er also knew that the little man had a few good classmates. Since they like to eat, it's okay to bring more. But Xue Tingxiang was stingy and unwilling to bring more, four small cans was the limit.
Xue Tingxiang took the small basket from her hand. She didn't give it, but he still took it.
After taking it, he didn't want to leave, so he just stood there and looked at her.
Zhao'er looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong? Shengzi is still waiting outside."
"I don't want to go." This is the truth.
"Why don't you want to go? Don't you like reading the most?"
"I want to sleep with you. When I go to the school, I can only sleep by myself."
"Silence!" Zhao'er hurriedly looked at the door, and then glared at him again: "Why did you promise me? You can't talk about it."
He innocently said: "I just told you, but I didn't tell anyone else. Besides, you are my daughter-in-law, and it is not right and proper for us to sleep in the same bed."
"We haven't gotten married yet, anyway, you can't say it! Let's go, it'll be too late if you delay, you promised well, you have to study hard, and don't think about whether you have it or not."
This time Xue Tingxiang didn't resist anymore, but nodded honestly: "Don't worry, Zhao'er, I will definitely come back as a scholar and let you be a lady of a scholar."
After a pause, he said again: "When I pass the exam, we will get married, okay?"
"Wait until you pass the Xiucai exam."
"Then I'll take it as your promise."
After sending Xue Tingxiang away, Zhao'er finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She felt that the little man was becoming more and more difficult to coax now. He used to be withdrawn and sensitive, and she always thought that it would be great if he could change. Now it has changed, but it has become more of a headache for her.
Sometimes stable, sometimes fragile and naive, with all kinds of strange thoughts.
Zhao'er recalled what happened in the past two days, and felt that she must have been fascinated by ghosts, so she agreed to his various requests.
After thinking about it for a while, she didn't think about it. Anyway, the little man won't come back in ten days, so she has time to think slowly. Remembering what he had said before, Zhao'er thought about it in her heart, turned her head to lock the door, and went out.
When she walked outside the gate, she suddenly changed her attention and turned to go to the fourth house.
"Fourth aunt, I have something to do with you."