Chapter 287: Discuss

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Yan Yan sighed: "Why do you say this?"
"Some things, I can't control." Xiao Yu slowly said.
Xiao Yu knew very well that she felt apologetic because she saw her helplessness and let her understand that even if she was the of heaven, there are many people who are involuntarily, life is alive, and few people can be lucky. Dust.
With Xiao’s ability, she is enough to protect her woman in a pure space and not let her be contaminated, but he is afraid of doing so, Yan Yan will be farther and farther away from him, and one day he will feel that he is a man, Not the same. What's more, Yan Yan is not the kind of delicate flower that can be protected.
Sending Yan Yan back to Fuzhong, Xiao Yu took a horse from the government to return.
This winter snow seems to be particularly large. At night, the heavy snow has risen underground, as if trying to bury all the dirty and dirty, and by the early morning, it has accumulated a thick layer.
After breakfast.
Yan Yancai sat down in his small study room, and listened to the green footsteps of the late green, and the sound of surprise and joy, "Niang! Mother!"
"Come in." Yan Yan has long been used to her screaming.
Late Green opened the door and looked forward with amazement: "Mother, Xiao Jia Lao invited the matchmaker to ask for the 20-year-old mother."
Yan Yan is different, heart, this Liu Qingsong usually looks sloppy, do not adjust things, how to get involved in this matter is fast and accurate? She only had a few days of sight shift, and this marriage was set.
"This is a happy event, A rhyme? What does she think?" asked Yan Yan.
The voice of her voice fell, and the late green did not answer. The rhyme went to the front of the gallery. When I heard the words of Yan Yan, I couldn’t help but feel a little shy and tweaked for a moment before I took off my shoes and walked up.
"Ah, twenty mothers are coming." Late green smiled.
Yan Yun glanced at her. "Look at what, you see it seventeen. If you look at me clearly, you will call the 17th sister to marry you."
Evening green smiled and didn't answer, and let the rhyme enter the door sideways, and I went to make tea with a smile.
Yan Yan looked up and down several times into the rhyme of the house, the eyebrows contain spring, clearly is the appearance of the spring heart, which has a hint of unwillingness, the current is not awkward: Are you cheating home as a wife?"
Yan Yun took a look at her and sat down on the opposite side of the table. "Is it so easy to be deceived?" She paused. "There are more than one monkey story, there are many, butterflies, rumors. ......"
Yan Yan Xin Dao, still not the same, it really is the mother of the early opening of the love sin, was deceived by several touching stories.
"Everything else is good, this is the butterfly, hey, you said that it is not strange, saying that no woman is a virtue, not to study, really do not know the so-called!" Yun Yun disdain.
For a Tang Dynasty woman, it is as indispensable as Germany. The men of the Tang Dynasty also believed that women should read and read the words, know the book, and have some knowledge. In the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the housewife played quite a role in her husband’s career. The important role is to go out and exchange for the husband, be good at communication, and be able to do housework and educate children. Therefore, even if Confucianism occupies a very important position, the shackles of women are not strict nowadays. For men and women, it is far from reaching the course of "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai".
Yun Yun can understand it.
"If this butterfly is changed, it is not bad." Yun Yun said with great enthusiasm: "I used to let Liu Qingsong write the story into a book, and found a few books in the workshop. I sold it out in less than a day. I intend to let him Write a little more."
Yan Yan looked at the little face of the rhythm of the rhyme. "You just married this to him? In fact, even if you don't marry the two of you to make money, you can do it?"
"Cooperation?" The sound of the rhyme is high, so it is a iron cock. "Liu Qingsong said that he gave all his money to me for custody after marriage. In contrast, I have some money out..."
It hurts.
Although Yan Yan is very speechless, although Yun Yun said these real reasons, but from the happiness of her eyebrows, it can still be seen that because of Liu Qingsong's feelings will accept this marriage.
When Yan Yan is happy, she can’t help but remind her, be careful...
Yan Yan still has sequelae on the last incident. When she saw Liu Qingsong, she felt that she was not aware of the danger of when and where.
"Seventeen sisters, don't worry, you will soon hear the news, your relatives Xiao will not discuss with me." Yan Yun see her expression is cloudy, I thought it was because of this It’s hard to be troubled.
Yan Yan's face is slightly red, and the cough is two channels: "You want to be embarrassed."
Yan Yun saw her role as a deputy, and more and more, "Xiao Shilang is young and strong, and he has been steadfast for many years. The seventeen sisters have to marry in the past."
"A Yun, you haven't married Liu Qingsong yet and started to play tricks." Yan Yan is quite a bit annoyed. Although she is not very conservative in this aspect, she will not always talk about it.
Xiao Yun laughed loudly, but it was not happy for a long time, and the voice of Xing Niang came from the door. "Twenty mothers, my wife said, you are already a marriage contractor, you have to work hard in etiquette, so especially let the old Slave teaches you etiquette."
The rhythm of Xiao Yun’s smile was in his throat, and he looked at Xing Niang with horror.
Isn’t your old man joking?

Xing Niang's face is not shallow and not light, and the voice is not urgent or slow, and looks at her kindly. "The old slaves are generally not joking."
"Ah!" 冉 嚎 mourning, irritatingly grabbed the head, "There are two days to celebrate the New Year, after the end of the year is good?"
"The more important the festival, the more you should follow the etiquette. The old slave will teach you from the beginning of the year." Xing Niang is still in a state of tepid.
There is a smile in the lips and lips, and a cup of tea is concealed, so as not to appear to be gloating.
"I don't do it!" Yun Yun picked up the skirt and ran it.
Xing Niang did not stop the rhyme, but began to educate Yan Yandao: "Mother, the family wrote a letter, is negotiating with Xiao, Xiao family means to marry as soon as possible, so please be polite, do not want this two months Goodbye Xiao Shi Lang."
"This letter from the family? When?" Yan Yan put down the teacup.
Xing Niangdao: "Yesterday."
"Cui's?" Yan Yan is very strange, Cui received a letter from Sang Chen?
Xing Niang looked down and hesitated for a moment: "Mother does not need to think about anything else, and she is willing to marry."
Yan Yan frowned. "Xing Niang, it’s a good idea to say that half of it is half, I can’t feel at ease."
Xing Niang looked at Yan Yan with a distressed look. She saw her attitude and insisted. She sighed: "The old slaves also heard that Mr. Sang and Cui Jiazheng are not allowed. This is a matter of Cui Jiayu. We are also involved in marriage. In order to find out what is happening, the old slaves are not clear."
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