Chapter 54: Four Graces of Floating Life (5)

Fu Dongwen pulled her head over and kissed her lips.
Lightly heavy, or deep or shallow, any intimacy with him, his concentration, and his absent-mindedness can lead your soul to him. The ancients said that it is the love between men and women. This is the atmosphere.
Especially when he kisses for a while, intentionally stops for a while, squints, and stares at you. You can’t tell what he is looking at, whether it’s makeup, looks, blood under the skin, the spirit in his eyes...
"Why are you distracted?" he asked in a low voice.
"Think of the letter you sent me to study abroad, saying, ‘If it’s not necessary, it’s not good to see you again’."
"Are you going to settle accounts after Autumn?" He laughed.
"No, just reminiscing about the first sight, like a surprise in a garden."
He laughed: "Where does it look like?"
"I'm walking around in the garden, you appear out of thin air, don't you look alike?"
"That's Fu's garden," he said, "even if someone shows up out of thin air, it's you, not me."
It does.
She recalled: "When you taught me in the garden, did you think that there will be today?"
He shook his head and said frankly: "Never thought of it."
This person, if he wants to hear the truth, he tells lies, he wants to hear the rhetoric, and he takes you seriously.
"Sleep with Brother Third for a while." He suddenly hinted at her.
"No, there are many people upstairs and downstairs."
She pushed him away.
"Do you want to be angry too?" He tugged at her wrist.
"Aren't you hungry?" She rolled up her sleeves and said, "Mr. Tan and Wan'an are both working, so don't bother them. I will serve you for dinner today."
"I am a big man, what do you want you to serve?" Fu Tongwen caught up with her, and suddenly copied her with both hands, hugged her in her exclamation, and walked out.
Wan An exclaimed, and came down from the rooftop: "San Ye?"
"Three masters and three young grandmothers have breakfast, busy yourself." Fu Dongwen hugged Shen Xi and walked down the stairs.
"Huh." Wan An retracted his head.
The stairs were narrow and steep. She was afraid that Fu Dongwen would slip under her feet, and both of them would roll down in a group. They couldn't struggle hard, so she had to let him play nonsense. After having breakfast in the kitchen, the two of them were "rushed" back to the bedroom on the second floor by Wan An. They sleep until four o'clock in the afternoon. Wan An rushed to knock on the door to wake up the couple. The suit and shirt were ironed, and she found a dress made in New York in the closet. This kind of clothes cannot be worn on a daily basis, and it came in handy today.
The friends that Fu Tongwen invited were all his old friends and classmates.
When everyone arrived, they all sat around the round dining table in the living room on the first floor. Suits could not be hung on the hangers. These men were not particular about their shirts either on the back of the chair or threw them on the sofa.
Shen Xi followed Tan Qingxiang to help in the kitchen. In fact, she was not in her turn, but she was afraid of dealing with these elder brothers, one by one, one by one, and the slightest accidentally caught handle was a joke.
"Dong Wen," someone said, "You have several mansions in Shanghai, but you want to live in this small apartment. What's the picture?"
Fu Tongwen tapped the teacup on the table and said with a smile: "This apartment belongs to my wife, not mine."
While talking, glanced at the kitchen door. On the ground is a shadow of a person, with skirts floating around.
"Being under the fence, it's very romantic, Dong Wen." The other people spoke.
In the laughter of everyone, Fu Tongwen put down the tea cup and said seriously to the man wearing glasses: "If you have free time, go north again."
"What? Is something important?" The other party narrowed his smile.
"Two things, one official and one private."
Shen Xi served two dishes, Xihucuyu and Green Crab Rice Cake, which were specialties of Tan Qingxiang.
"You took me a check and two boxes of gold bars northward for Zhou Lixun. The amount of money is too large and you need to go there in person."
"This is easy, I will arrange the journey and train to the north in the past two days." The other party agreed.
The person next to me interjected: "Such a large sum of money is going to do a good job?"
Fu Tongwen smiled happily: "To form a participating army, we also want to send an army to the Western battlefield."
This is good news. Although they have been exporting labor and participating in this world war for the past two years, they are always afraid that the Western powers will deny them after the war and will not recognize China's contribution. It would be great if there were participating troops.
"If you say that, I can't wait to go north, so tomorrow night." The man with glasses was overjoyed.
"I had better leave early." Fu Dongwen replied.
"Call Qinghe for the third brother." He said to Shen Xi.
"Ok."
Shen Xi went to the kitchen and asked Fu Qinghe to talk to the living room.
Fu Qinghe wore Shen Xi's dress, with two long braids, standing by the table, like a big girl who had not left the pavilion: "Brother."
Fu Tongwen nodded and said to the man wearing glasses: "This time I let Qinghe go to Shanghai for the funeral through his father's death. Whether it is life or death, in the commander's mind, this account is to be calculated on my head. Up."
"I understand that Qinghe's husband will not let it go, will you have trouble here?" the other party said.
He shook his head: "I'm not afraid of anything else, I'm afraid that she will expose her whereabouts for a long time by my side."
"Three brothers." Fu Qinghe's joy of getting married because of him gradually dissipated.
"Listen to the third brother's arrangement," Fu Tongwen told her not to speak, "I will let Second Master Han take you back, and I will give you a letter. When you arrive in Beijing, you will see Miss Gu Jia and give her the letter. "
"Sister Youwei?"
"Yes, after she gets married, she will go to France with her husband as a diplomat. You have been nice to her since you were a child, but you don't need the face of your third brother. Your friendship with her is enough."
Fu Tongwen handed the prepared letter to Fu Qinghe: "There is a check in the letter. You can send the letter to Miss Gu, and she will take care of everything for you. Just Qinghe, you have to learn a little bit and live there for a long time. I want to learn French."
He looked at Shen Xi: "Your sister-in-law is a role model. She learned English in New York, but it took only half a year."
"Just force yourself," Shen Xi echoed his words. "You can learn the things you need in life quickly."
Fu Qinghe nodded.
Those who have been married once are psychologically prepared for leaving their hometown, and they are not too worried, but worried that Fu Tongwen: "If they find the third brother..."
"Is the third brother someone who can't handle it?" he asked back.
Fu Qinghe shook her head. She trusted him most.
"Are you okay?" Fu Dongwen looked at the man with glasses.
"Small things," the other party said, "I will make a schedule tomorrow and I will call you."
"it is good."
"I said, it's all right?" The young masters on the sidelines were waiting anxiously. One of them went straight to the kitchen and brought up new dishes. "Quick, quick, we are here to have a wedding drink."
"No sesame oil!" Tan Qingxiang caught up with the sesame oil bottle.
Tan Qingxiang gurgled sesame oil, and the other self-reliant made red wine. His technique was too bad, and Wanan couldn’t look down on it anymore:
Seven masters, you just need to explain, don’t spoil our third master’s good wine. The cork is rotten. , How to collect it later."
"Hey! Lord, I'm working for you, and I'm still being taught by you?"
Everyone laughed.
After opening the wine, Fu Tongwen poured a little for the people present: "I drank a lot last night, so let's do it tonight."
"That won't work," the dissatisfied man rolled up his sleeves, "Come on, come up with good wine."
"He is not in good health, so he should drink less." Shen Xi blurted out.
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, he can't, we can."
In the laughter, the man wearing glasses raised his glass and toasted Shen Xi: "Today I also follow the seniority of the Dong language, and call you a girl a sister-in-law."
"It's called Grandma San, this sounds nice." Fu Dongwen peeled off the salted peanuts and said casually.
Shen Xi kicked his leather shoes under the table. He bit peanuts and dodged.
"Okay, Grandma Third."
Shen Xi took the wine glass and stood up to clink glasses with her. She was about to drink, but the other side pressed the mouth of the glass: "Sister-in-law likes pearls?"
For no reason, she didn't bring any jewelry today.
Shen Xi touched the earlobe uneasy, but it was also empty: "Well, yes."
"That's it," the person on Fu Dongwen's right side clapped and laughed, "found the source."
"I said, it must be for women."
Shen Xi became more and more inexplicable, but Fu Dongwen was calm and composed, squeezed the peanuts with a soft crack, bowed his head, and peeled it with a smile.
What are you doing?
"My sister-in-law doesn't know, the third master of our Fu family has taken away all the valuable pearls that can be seen in Beijing in the past two years." Someone explained her confusion, "Yes-do everything. The methods are extremely despicable!"
"We all know that it's for a woman," the man wearing glasses answered, "I can solve my doubts today, and I will die."
"What if it's not me...you are asking bad things?"
"Impossible, it must be my sister-in-law."
"I was in Beijing a few days ago and asked Xu Laosi. He said that in the money delivery bureau of Guanghe Building, my sister-in-law showed up."
Fu Dongwen was uncomfortable drinking red wine and eating peanuts, allowing them to trace the past.
Shen Xi was thin-skinned and drank two sips of red wine in silence, his face getting hotter as everyone said and I said. These men are all a lot older than her, and each one screams smoothly, holding the pearl and saying, "You come and I am teasing them."
In the end, Fu Tongwen patted the pieces on his hands: "It's almost enough, so I won't care about you today."
"Third brother, this is a guardian."
"Dong Wen, you will get married this time. It's still new. What's wrong with letting us have fun?"
"You are free of alcohol, and you can almost do it."
Fu Dongwen was also helpless, he invited the guests, and the wedding banquet for the new couple would be made difficult.
Fortunately, there are many topics among men, and they don't just stare at this one. Later, the topic shifted to other places.
"You two are going to a new-style ceremony," everyone felt that there was a missing link and urged, "At least you have to hug, right? Symbolic."
Fu Dongwen put her hand in the hand and held her hands together in his palms.
This means that just shake hands.
It was originally indicative, but after holding this for a long time, Fu Dongwen looked at her without anyone else: "This is considered a gift."
She said softly.
Under the lamp, the two looked at each other and smiled, it was a bit ritual.
She earned twice, and Fu Dongwen finally let go. Everyone here has married several aunts and wives, but they are as violent as they have never seen the world. Tan Qingxiang doesn't drink, but is only responsible for cooking. Later, the troubles became fierce. He, the chef, was very restless. He added fuel and jealousy and made everyone drunk. The room was full of people, and there was no place to lie down. Wan An complained, while laying the fresh bamboo mats on the floor, waiting for the young masters to rest.
"You don't need you here, bridegroom officer," Tan Qingxiang took his chopsticks and filled his stomach, "Go up, go to the bridal chamber."
After that, he sighed for a long time: "It's so envious, you have a wife as a lone star."
Fu Dongwen patted him on the shoulder, not comforting.
There is no comfort, but I can't look away and made a cocoon for myself.
When they returned to the room, the small silver saucer on the desk was filled with candies, and a pair of red candles were lit. The bedding on the bed was too late to buy a new big red, so they picked a close color. It's like Xifang.
"It's a bit crude." Fu Dongwen looked at it.
"Sleeping here every day... what else is superficial." She laughed at him.
"The third brother is just about to do some superficial work for you, let you say it, it's a dilemma." He laughed.
What to do
Fu Tongwen took her hand and let her sit down on the edge of the bed. Seeing him smiling mysteriously, Shen Xi thought he was laughing a lot today, and the benefits of wanting to get married in this way are really great. Fu Dongwen turned off the light, touched the switch of the bedside wall lamp in the dark, and turned it on. The room was quite dark. "Come on, sit on the left."
He bent over to the ground, reached under the bed with his right hand, and pulled out a leather suitcase.
The candle at the top of the two candles swayed in the night wind, like her heart.
The leather suitcase was open before her toes. Inside are exquisite silver jewellery boxes, all of which are made to order. Fu Tong took one of the medium-sized jewellery boxes with the impression of his diploma.
He knelt on one knee, facing her like a western knight pursuing a princess, raised the brass buckle, and opened the box.
The golden pearl necklace, the same style ear clip, is larger than the one given to her on the cruise ship, and each pearl has the size of a thumb cap.
The wall lamp on the east and the red candlelight on the west.
They are like a young couple sharing priceless treasures in a secret room, keeping quiet with joy. It's just that her heart, with the pearly light on the necklace, is also changing.
"The third brother is not a luxury person, but he is not merciless when he buys this box," he whispered, "because it is for you."
"But you haven't contacted me before you arrived in Shanghai."
Those guests said that they had been bought in the past two years. How could he think that he would relive Yuanmeng with her?
He silently said after a meeting: "You are from Fu's family. You really want to be with someone else. I can't let you marry like a child without a family. If I marry you, these are a betrothal gift, and someone else will marry you. , These are the dowry."
Shen Xi was sad and his eyes were sore. He lowered his head and pressed his eyes with the back of his hand: "Don't lie to me crying today."
Fu Tongwen buttoned the jewelry box and put it next to her, with both hands under her eyes, wiping away her tears one by one. Just like in Rouge Lane, he whispered and said, "Why do you like to cry on the happy days of Chinese New Year and marriage?"
After saying this, teased her softly: "Still a child."
There are red candles in his eyes and the night sky outside the window. She is watching her, and she always feels that she is more than just the wedding night. She was also the homecoming Yan, who found him far away and found home.
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Always follow your comments to catch bugs, hahahaha
The mood of the newlyweds has been brewing for a long time... and it was brewing until the latter half of the night...