Chapter 132: Last days (2)

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In the face of reality, many things can't be attacked. For example, Lan doesn't have enough courage to resist family and rituals. Just like Bao's brother likes Lin's sister again, and then is loved by Jiamu, he never dares to speak out in front of Jia Zheng and Wang. His choice; not to mention, since the accident in Molan, Hai's vigilance has doubled. She did not want to marry the marriage, and immediately saw the inside and outside of Shengfu as strict as Guantanamo, and the West Chamber had to suspend it.
For example, Lan Kong has been crying for a few days, gradually easing his manners, but his mood is somewhat low. Wang and Hualan are like wheel battles to describe the various benefits of Gu Tingkai. They also ask Minglan to work together to express their support for family determination. Lan did know that Gu Tingyi had a big advantage, but he couldn’t say that he had a red face for a long time and finally came up with a sentence: "Five sisters, think about it, if you only marry a common husband, then you don’t call the four sisters high. First class?"
Such as Lan Wenyan, the eyes of the godless have suddenly become bright, since the birth of the mother, she and Molan have formed a deep tooth print entanglement, if it can let Molan eat 瘪, then she comes with dry food on the front line Ken's.
Wang and Hualan were inspired and immediately changed their strategy. After each of the three sentences of Tingyi, they tried to show how the scenery could be in front of Molan after Lan Ting married Gu Tingyu. The effect was very good; It is not to push her into the fire pit, but to tell her to marry a second-hand high-end goods, not to mention the brother may not be original.
Ming Lan was praised by her superiors for her outstanding performance in persuading Rulan. She was allowed to parole and returned to Shou Antang to accompany the old lady. The old lady rewarded her with a gift to He Hongwen. Since the time of Mrs. He’s wife, He Hongwen has been there twice. Minglan has not appeared. He is just like a prisoner who apologizes to the old lady. The old lady is arrogant and has a good attitude. I haven't let go, but my attitude has been more cordial.
Ming Lan walked in Shou'antang and went straight to the second door of a small road. The broken stone paved the road, and there was no one to come and go. Next to it was He Hongwen. Whenever this time, Minglan would feel the old lady’s thoughts. so cute.
She was born in Yongyi Houfu, so she hated the greedy and lascivious color of the man of the prince's house, and hated it. So she chose a flower lang. Who knows that the civil servant is not good enough to go there. It is not long before the wedding, and the old man is led. A beautiful woman came back and said that he was shy and replied that it was given by Shangfeng. It was not good to quit. He also hoped that his wife would be very virtuous to help him take care of the dim room. After the marriage failed, the old lady lost hope of the civil servant’s conduct and turned to Tend to be a non-mainstream employee, for example, He Hongwen.
"...clear sister...clear sister..."
Ming Lan was only able to return to God. He only saw that He Hongwen was shyly glaring at himself. He screamed in a row, and Ming Lan fixed his mind and smiled. "What? Please."
He Hongwen suddenly blew his eyes and bowed his head. After a while, he slowly said: "Ming's sister is mad at me, or she won't talk like this."
nonsense! I said that I said it! However, Minglan’s mouth said:
Hongwen’s brother, where is the case, there is no such thing.

He Hongwen suddenly stopped his footsteps. A pair of eyes eagerly glared at Minglan, and his throat rolled a few times. It seemed to be very exciting, but he couldn’t say it for a long time. It’s easy to say:
Ming sister! I know that you are angry with me. But please listen to me!"
Ming Lan also stayed in the footsteps and waited quietly. He Hongwen took a breath and drummed his breath: "...I dare not say how much I understand myself, but at least I know who I want to be! I will As a cousin, the cousin is not a bit of a man or a woman. But it is already here. I can’t help her to die. I can only grieve you! However, please be sure that my sister and the cousin are just a safe person. She can eat and drink, but...just stop!"
He Hongwen was emotionally excited and said incoherently that he accepted the helplessness of Cao Jinxiu. He also implicitly said that many future will guarantee the wife's single-mindedness. Minglan always listened quietly, neither touching nor scornful. He Hongwen looked at Ming Lan's appearance and gradually became depressed: "Ming sister, I always refused to believe in me."
Ming Lan chuckled and shook his head: "I believe it or not, not to listen to what you say, but to see how you do it."
"I naturally said it!" He Hongwen's complexion was red, and the tip of his nose was slightly sweaty.
"For example..." Minglan did not care for him, turned around, and slowly walked away again, and said to himself: "When you and your wife are playing chess, the girl suddenly has a headache, a pain in her stomach, and I want you to lick." ""
He Hongwen smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. He followed the following head: "Small students are less knowledgeable. When they ask another doctor, they have medicine to take medicine, and they are sick and see a doctor."
"If the girl is sick for two days at both ends, it is not good to ask the doctor every day, just let you go and you will be fine."
"It is a disease, and the medicine must be prepared at home. It is a bowl of soup."
"If the girl is bragging about playing the piano and chanting the poems, the sound is in the ear, the sound is coming out, and the crying is pitiful, you have to comfort."
"It is an elegant thing to adjust the silk, but it is temperate, and it must not be disturbed by others. Otherwise, it is a trouble. As for the poor, the cousin can be pity since the day of his exile. I am not with her for a few years. She won't live anymore."
Ming Lan suddenly stopped his feet and decided to hold He Hongwen. He said: "You don't pretend to be stupid, you know what I am talking about."
He Hongwen also stood still, standing in front of Minglan, the pale brown face was all uneasy: "Ming sister, I know what you are complaining about? I went to see my cousin that day, she was thin and left a bone, only I waited for me with a sigh of relief, and I couldn’t even say it. I only asked for it with my eyes. I was weak and useless. I couldn’t help myself. I promised. But then, I clearly told her. I gave her a living path, but it only ended up with a living road. After entering the door, what kind of love for men and women, cold and warm, she should not think about it, if there is no more life, I will no longer be awkward!"
Ming Lan listened, silent, He Hongwen took a deep breath, the broad chest violently ups and downs: "Ming sister, if she is so dead, it will become a shackle, a lifetime stalking in my heart, calling me forever Remember her!... I, I don't want to remember her, my heart should only have my wife!"
Ming Lan slowly looked up and carried the sun. He Hongwen’s young and handsome face was sincere and tense. A little piece in her heart was softer:
In the end, I live under one roof, you are afraid to do it. If you don’t know what to do."
He Hongwen seriously sighed: "Ming sister, I know what you are worried about? But I have eyes, I won't let people go, and Zhang's four uncles are now traveling outside, when he was the official residence of the government." After more than a decade of illness, from the dozens of chambers of the old grandfather to the stalls of the next generation, what has not been seen! The ghosts of the house woman, the doctor can not be clear."
Ming Lan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "You know everything? You still have to pity the tenderness of Cao."
He Hongwen smiled embarrassedly, but he said: "Men are not all fools, unless they are long-minded, or what do you not understand? What's more, I believe in you, you will take care of your cousin of."
Ming Lan looked at him for a while, slowly unfolding and smiling: "You are right, ... maybe." In any case, they ended up with a Cao Jinxiu, and she finally existed.
Is He Hongwen's words credible? she does not know. Can he guarantee today? She doesn't know either.
She only knows that He Hongwen can do this at his own pace. In the end, he is just an ordinary ancient man. Marriage is only the beginning, and the beginning is not bad, the road is taken. How to go is the most important thing.
Winter's Xuyang warm, like soft cotton wool licking on the skin, the bald branches of the head gently trembled along the prestige, Minglan and He Hongwen walked slowly along the stone path, the sky was bright, the day The head is flat, the mountains are quiet, and all the scenery is so calm; Cao's family has left Beijing, and Lan has already yielded, and the old lady has basically set her mind. It seems that everything will move slowly according to the established trajectory.
But a long time later, Ming Lan remembered this day and suddenly realized that this was the last time she met He Hongwen.