She Doesn’t Want the Face-Blind Husband

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, the sky is gloomy and the wind and rain are about to come. Could it be that today will be the first spring rain in Yongsheng's three years?

Qingfang led Chasing Cloud, and stayed outside the main room of the masters month by month, looking up at the sky with some anxiety, only seeing the dark clouds but not the sun, unable to judge the time, hesitating whether to urge her to get up.

Can the brothers and sisters of the Mo family come to the door on time?

What will happen then?

Qingfang actually didn't quite understand why the girl invited those two people over to the house as guests, especially that girl Mo. Isn't it out of sight and out of mind?

At the same time as she was literate, she witnessed the girl sitting in the alley of Mo's house that afternoon, she was more literate, and explained to her, "It's not easy? Ma'am means, Miss Mo, come to me." Take a good look at his site, this man is mine! Sending shoes and socks is a waste of time!"

Qingfang has seen the changes of the master and son during this time, she went to Yue's house alone to give gifts to pick up others, earned money and took the girl to go shopping, and never left the mansion to accompany the girl back to Tao's house for a short stay, not to mention expanding from outside the boudoir to everywhere. Her thoughtfulness and gentleness made the servants blush when they saw her, and Qingfang was happy for the girl from the bottom of her heart.

Therefore, she agrees with what the book said, the master and the girl are a pair of equal eyebrows, and no one can get in.

As for the fact that the girl treats guests to announce to outsiders, Qingfang doesn't think so. If the girl is angry, she will only vent her anger to the master, and will not reveal it to outsiders.

Hearing the summons in the room, Qingfang stopped her thoughts, called the little maids to file in together, and waited for the hostess and hostess to get up.

On the male master's side, just put hot water on Gu Ningxi, put down his clothes, and wait for orders. He doesn't allow servants to get close.

On the hostess' side, Tao Xinhe has been wearing a ginger-yellow shirt for three years, scented with aloes, and combed her hair in a bun, which means that hair accessories and jewelry have been slightly changed.

It is easy to serve, everyone is familiar with the way, and will help the masters to tidy up quickly.

"Husband, Chen Shi was written on your post, right?" Tao Xinhe lazily stared at the high collar on her neck, her cheeks were bright red and charming, her voice was slightly hoarse for some reason, she looked at Gu Ningxi from the mirror with her wonderful eyes, confirming that the guests came to the door hour.

Gu Ningxi nodded, and said with a little worry: "The brothers of the Mo family have not responded to the post, I don't know if they have neglected to forget. In the past few days, we haven't sent anyone to check and greet the new year. Let's wait for today."

The husband's palpable concern is like a pebble drilled into an embroidered shoe, which makes people feel uncomfortable. After all, besides the Mo family brother, his learned friend, there is Mo Qiqi who is unique to him on the other side of the concern. Tao Xinhe opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound.

The mood faded in an instant, like an unknown weather. Tao Xinhe tried hard to recall the side profile of Mo Qiqi she saw that day, coupled with Qingfang's description of his appearance, inexplicably gave birth to a feeling of comparison, and she couldn't taste the delicious breakfast.

To Tao Xinhe, Mo Qiqi is like tofu falling into hot ashes. She can't beat it or beat it, and it can't be light or heavy. How to deal with it makes her entangled.

Taking a look at Gu Ningxi who was eating slowly, the standard template for the behavior of the children of the aristocratic family, Tao Xinhe swallowed a sigh, picked him up with his elbow as if venting his anger, and kicked him, the force was much smaller than what she imagined in her mind.

With her right hand holding the porridge bowl firmly, Gu Ningxi turned her head to look at her with a bright smile, her eyes were like stars, her lips were like the moon, and she said softly: "Today I have to work hard again to take care of the guests." Then he added porridge for her Bu Cai, raised a spoon and gently coaxed him to take another bite.

Forget it, it's not for this enemy. Tao Xinhe lowered her head, chewing on her own thoughts.

Feeling sorry for him, pity him, finally God saw that there was a person who could make him see clearly, and as the person next to his pillow, I was so soft-hearted that I hoped that he could see the face clearly a few more times.

It's just that this one happened to be a young unmarried woman.

Tao Xinhe consoled herself, then gritted her teeth and added in her heart that she was still an unmarried girl who had a clear heart for her husband.

However, as long as Gu Ningxi sticks to her promise and devotes herself wholeheartedly to herself, Tao Xinhe has the confidence to shatter the little girl's dream quietly while talking and laughing.

Today is the time for Tao Xinhe to make his debut, and there are two situations in which he is expected to take the lead before facing the enemy.

If Mo Qiqi knew the interest, he would treat her as a foster relative, it would be a good thing, and it would be considered as a fulfillment of the fate of face recognition.

If not, the husband would not blame her Tao Xinhe for smashing his clear bronze mirror. She will definitely set rules for him and separate these two people.

At that time, let's see if my husband dares to go to see Mo Qiqi behind his back again, but if there is one time, Guanbao will make Gu Ningxi regret it.

It's a pity that Gu Ningxi couldn't see the face change of the kissing lady beside her, so she didn't notice it, and went to stare at Shichen after dinner.

Seeing that the hour of Chen is about to arrive, the servants came to report, but it was not the Mo family who came to visit, but Ji Changbo's mansion invited his wife to visit the mansion.

Tao Xinhe was slightly surprised, frowned and concentrated on recalling, what details were not settled with the man yesterday, but she couldn't figure it out.

The people from the uncle's mansion who came to send the letter were vague, they only said that it was related to the marriage of the young master, and begged Mrs. Gu to go.

Tao Xinhe was entrusted by others to be loyal, and she really didn't want to let Gu Runing's marriage preparations go wrong, so she comforted Gu Ningxi and said: "It's not too much for my uncle to be nervous and cautious when preparing for his son's marriage. Go and have a look, and come back as soon as possible.”

The guest is about to come to the door, but the hostess is out of the house, which actually seems a bit disrespectful. But when Qingfang was busy preparing Tao Xinhe's travel package, she thought to herself, it just happened to be a mistake, and it could be regarded as a blow to the girl of the Mo family, maybe the girl also had this idea.

After Tao Xinhe hesitated again and again, he only took Zhuyue, an ordinary little maid, to the uncle's mansion, and Ling Qingfang, Liu Guang, and Zhuiyun did their duty, and when they followed the master behind him to entertain the guests, the maids understood and shouted in unison. promise.

Zhuiyun even slipped the tongue: "Madam, don't worry, we will never let the master get along with the guests alone."

Tao Xinhe reprimanded Zhuiyun twice, that's all. Their master and servant quickly took a carriage and traveled all the way to Jichangbo Mansion.

Getting off the car in front of the door, it happened that some spring rain was falling, and Tao Xinhe's vision was hazy for a moment.

However, it does not prevent her from seeing that Ji Changbo Cheng Shicheng, whom she met yesterday, first stood beside the stone lion with his hands behind his back, then walked towards her quickly, looked at her with a smile, said "Mrs. Gu" for some reason, and the word "Gu" It was unheard of, as if calling her "Madam".

The light rain is like crisp, and the air is instantly moist and refreshing, which makes people feel refreshed. lijia

Tao Xinhe smiled kindly, nodded in response, thinking to himself that Ji Changbo really loves his adopted son, look at how much he cares about the woman's talker, she is far inferior to him.

She quietly adjusted the reluctance to be called suddenly, and tried her best to get out of her mind the imaginary picture of how her husband and Mo Qiqi looked at each other in Gu's mansion at this time. Following Cheng Shicheng's leading steps, she walked slowly towards the flower hall in the mansion. The mouth was watertight: "Uncle Lao greets me personally, I am ashamed."

After walking a few steps, the butler of the uncle's house handed over a pure ink-colored oil-paper umbrella, which was a circle larger than the bamboo bone umbrellas used by ordinary female relatives, without any fancy.

Liu Guang, who was a distance behind, just found Tao Xinhe's smoky blue folding umbrella from the carriage, and was about to catch up to open it for the master, when he saw the mighty uncle, who was more than a head taller than his wife, opened the umbrella in his mansion with one hand. The black umbrella firmly covered himself and his wife.

Tao Xinhe had an intuition to avoid it, after all men and women are different, even if the uncle is inhumane, she is not afraid that this man has other ideas, it would be inappropriate to look at him.

Looking sideways, she could only see Cheng Shicheng's serious and tight jawline, and the pleasant smile just now had long since disappeared. Slightly raising his head, he can see naturally that the slender umbrella handle held by his big rough hand is tilted a lot, most of the umbrella surface falls on his side, and his hair on the other side is stained with rain, and there are sporadic small drops of water hanging on it. Not to mention the shoulders are even denser.

The distance between two men and women is more than enough for one more person.

Maybe this is uncle's gesture of favor to his future in-laws?

Tao Xinhe is not sure whether the division of men and women in the circle of generals is not as rigid as that of civil servants.

Uncle's steps were big and fast, Tao Xinhe unconsciously raised the hem of her skirt to follow, seeing the flower hall in front of her, she hesitated for a moment, and she just swallowed the words of holding another umbrella.

Letting Tao Xinhe step into the house first, Cheng Shicheng handed the umbrella to the person behind him, and followed closely behind.

His eyes drooped, and he noticed that the corners of the beautiful lady's skirt were soaked with water, the color became darker, and a few strands of mud similar to the color of the skirt hung slightly, and he was annoyed that his mansion was not paved with bluestone slabs. , and couldn't help but ask: "Are Mrs. Gu's shoes wet? Are there any replacements?"

Tao Xinhe was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and couldn't help looking at Cheng Shicheng, who met a pair of focused clear eyes.

She was sure that her gait did not show any abnormality. Today's skirt reached the ground, so others should not be able to see her wet shoe tips.

Could it be that Uncle is a skill brought from the battlefield, so observant and meticulous?

However, what the other party said still seemed presumptuous.

Tao Xinhe, who was seated for the first time, ignored the discomfort in her toes, straightened the pleated skirt, smiled, and revealed the topic of privacy under her skirt: "Thank you uncle for your kindness, it's okay. Uncle didn't invite me home today Second aunt?"

With an order from Cheng Shicheng, his servants dug out the small charcoal stove that had already been put in storage, and put it at Tao Xinhe's feet, saying: "The rain is cold, Mrs. Gu is exhausted for the dog, it's okay to bake it for a while."

Then, the servant girl who was ordered by the master served **** tea, and Cheng Shicheng introduced, "Please take a couple of sips to dispel the cold. They added powdered sugar, so it must not be too spicy."

An unusually fresh feeling rushed into Tao Xinhe's heart. She is the eldest daughter and a good wife. She has always taken care of others comprehensively, and she has never been cared for so meticulously by anyone.

It turned out that "like a spring breeze" was indeed true, and Cheng Shicheng gave her such a feeling, but this spring breeze was a little too attentive.

At this moment, Tao Xinhe suddenly hoped to deal with the man's female relatives instead of the uncle himself. She was a little at a loss as to how to deal with it properly. What is the right divide between accepting everything calmly and rejecting it in a serious manner.

Cheng Shicheng also ordered someone to fetch a thin cashmere blanket, and handed it to Liu Guang next to her politely, persuading Tao Xinhe to put it on her knees, and said inadvertently: "When Menger was young, if he was exposed to the rain, he would definitely get sick, so he had to wipe it dry. It would be better to drink **** tea and wrap in a blanket."

Tao Xinhe smiled, having done a lot of homework on Jichangbo Mansion, she naturally knew that the so-called "Meng'er" was Cheng Meng, the uncle's youngest adoptive son, who was about seven or eight years old this year.

It turns out that the uncle personally brought up the adopted sons, has he already developed the temperament of nurturing a nun? Could it be that he is caring for me as a younger generation like his adopted son?

Think about it, I am twenty-four years old, eight years younger than my uncle. In a prosperous family with such an age gap, there are many uncles and nieces or uncles and nieces.

With the uncle's physical condition, it can be compared to aunts and nieces.

Tao Xinhe felt at ease, and finally thanked her uncle who was suddenly kind in her eyes, and took the blanket, feeling warm.

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