The Female General’s Little Childhood Sweetheart

Xu Mu felt so angry, gritted her teeth and looked at her.

Lu Feng couldn't smile. He pointed at the chestnut on the table with his chin, "Peel one for me, and I'll tell you."

He glanced suspiciously at Lu Feng, and Xu Mu reluctantly peeled chestnut.

"Xu Yu bought a good piece of wood and carved a kitten with all the money a year ago. I saw it a few days ago and it has been carved almost. It is probably given to An Qingle." When Xu Mu peeled the chestnut, he told him the answer. Yu Guang glanced at the chestnut peeled in his hand, and suddenly looked disgusted, his brows frowned.

Xu Mu didn't know how to peel chestnuts, so he just pulled out the shell with his fingernails. A smooth chestnut was pitted by him.

Xu Mu pinched the chestnut and smiled badly, "Here you are."

He leaned over the younger, and the old man with his arms stretched fed Chestnuts into Lu Feng's mouth.

Lu Feng then knew what it was like to lift a brick and smash his own foot, and then leaned back with a look of refusal, "Just looking at it, I have no appetite."

Xu Mu snorted, let her go, and asked, "Xu Yu likes An Qingle?"

Lu Feng shook her head. "I don't know. I haven't heard her say it." But as the daughter of Xu Yu's left-hander, it was supposed to be An Qingle.

After listening to this answer, Xu Mu murmured, and then muttered in a low voice, "How can you not like the gifts so carefully prepared. You are so stupid that you have to listen to her to tell."

His wife and wife are not very understanding. For love, Xu Mu is relieved, but also feels powerless.

Lu Feng didn't hear what Xu Mu was talking about and talked to him about something else.

The pack of chestnuts I bought didn't finish the last two, and they were delivered to the kitchen the next day, and the chestnut porridge was cooked.

Zhang Bingtuo was beaten up yesterday. He was sore today. When he lifted his feet up the stairs, he was all grinning. His **** was kicked yesterday, and now it hurts when he touches the stool.

Sun Yao sat by the side and saw her look, she felt relieved, turning her head to the other side, grinning hard, her face flushed.

Lu Feng sat at the back and kicked her, motioning her to converge.

Knowing that the people who had beaten themselves yesterday were probably Xu Yu and Lu Feng, but Zhang Lintuo had no evidence and did not dare to ask for proof. I stared at Xu Yu several times and wanted to ask if she did it, but I was afraid that people would know that she had hit her first, and in the end she could only think she was unlucky.

But this is just the beginning.

In the next half month, Zhang Lintuo was repeatedly stabbed several times. Every time it was just her injury, she was covered with sacks and punched and kicked on the ground. When she got back, she could only lie in bed. Hey, the connecting room refused to wait for her to take a bath.

The two little sister-in-laws who often followed her were frightened, and came up with an idea to let her go back in a carriage every day.

But the carriage hadn't been soothing for two days, and the carriage was broken without knowing why.

Half a month later, except for her face, Zhang Lintuo was almost bruised all over her body. The only good thing is that these are all skin injuries, and it will be fine for a few days.

After being pressed to the ground so many times, Zhang Diaotuo became gloomy. Every time he looked at Xu Yu and Lu Feng's eyes, he almost got out of the water.

The letter that Lu Feng wrote was sent to the town where Taifu Zhang was taking care of himself. Regardless of time, the old lady should almost come to Beijing recently.

Zhang Taifu educated countless people. Naturally, he couldn't tolerate the granddaughter of Beijing's middle school being inexperienced, and at a young age he played with men to ruin her reputation. After receiving the letter, Qi personally came to Beijing to take her granddaughter back to her own education instead of staying in front of her spoiled dad.

There was nothing different from what Lu Feng expected, and before Qingming, Zhang Lintuo was brought back to the countryside by the Taifu. Hearing that the Lord Shi Lang was crying, he did not leave anyone behind.

After Zhang Bingtuo's matter was resolved, An Qingle's birthday was not two days later.

For the son of An Qingle, Master Shang Shu'an was totally raised as a daughter, and was praised by the Holy Ghost last year. He said that his young age was such an eyebrow that he would not let the shackles out, and his future was boundless.

What this means is to encourage An Qingle to take part in the imperial examinations, and after the previous male prime minister, another male minister will appear on the court. This shows that the Holy Spirit is expecting him.

Therefore, An Qingle's birthday is not confined to the boudoir like ordinary men's houses. An Shangshu allowed him to invite some of his friends to celebrate his birthday in Anfu.

An Qingle's birthday this year has invited a few more friends than in previous years, but it is not very large, lest people be ridiculed.

In Xufu, Wanshi looked at the gift prepared by Xu Yu, and his brows frowned almost into a knot. "Little fish, what's in this box?"

A large elm wood box holds a lifelike woodcarved cat.

Wanshi shook his head. "This thing is too light."

Xu Yu looked down at the cat in the box, pursing her lips and not talking. This was her hard work for several months, and nothing was more valuable than that.

Regardless of Xu Yu's willingness, Wan's prepared other gifts for her. The Ministry of Punishment belongs to Zuo Xiang. It is the son of Shang Shu who passed the birth this time. The gift should not be too expensive, but An Qingle was praised by the Holy Spirit last year, and is in the same class as Xu Yu.

When Xu Yu was preparing gifts, Xu Mu was also selecting. An Qingle saved him once, and said it was no exaggeration.

Although this man is his potential rival, it is really annoying.

Xu Mu couldn't help with a small face, and finally chose a jade flute. The whole body is white and delicate, without any impurities.

This thing is too valuable. It is no longer given by Xu Mu, but should be given by Ji Ruan.

For Lu Feng, the only communication with An Qingle was on the night of the Lantern Festival, and it was only after that day that the two met to say hello. So her gift was the most casual, so she picked up some books and sent them.

Ji Shi broke the heart like Wan Shi after seeing the gift that Lu Feng was going to send, "How can you be so casual?"

Lu Feng was dissatisfied. "I have chosen this book by myself. Where is it free?" There was a textbook that she had read and felt good before buying it.

Seeing Landing Feng's face was serious, Ji's was stunned, and he didn't know how to refute. An Qingle, as a young talent, has a good family appearance, but many people are the candidates for son-in-law.

Many women who were not invited by An Qingle gave gifts over. And Lu Feng, a wooden puppet, was invited, but he took a few books with him ...

If she didn't know her daughter well, Ji would have thought she wanted to attract An Qingle's attention in another way.

Xu Mu was standing next to Lu Feng. Ji's pair of his eyes were not good enough to ask Lu Feng if he really had no idea about An Qingle.

"It's nothing, let's go with you." Ji's sitting on the chair, holding his forehead in his hands, didn't want to talk anymore.

When the child is born, An Shangshu said that he only accepts gifts from the child to Qingle, and nothing else. Therefore, among the friends who were often invited by An Qingle, most of the gifts given by everyone were selected by themselves, and there was no sign of too much adult participation.

This year is a bit different. Last year, the Holy People praised An Qingle, and many people thought differently.

An Qingle looked at the gift sent by his friend, and there was no trace of happiness on his face. He received a smile in previous years, but this year, he was expressionless.

Since they are his friends, they also know his thoughts to some extent, and can only say that this is the meaning of the family, they can't help it, but they all unanimously signaled to Anqing Yue to remember to take apart the gift.

See how valuable the gift is?

After listening to this, An Qingle felt a little uncomfortable, but didn't show it. He smiled and asked them to take their seats first.

Xu Muxian Lu Feng stepped forward and gave Yu Di to An Qingle, bending his eyes and saying sincerely: "Thank you for saving me last time." Then a playful smile revealed the pear vortex, "If there is a chance, I really want to hear you blow it. . "

A little smile appeared in An Qingle's eyes. "Okay, wait for the day to get warmer. I invite you to come and play."

Lu Feng was dragged by Sun Yao at the door. When Sun Yao saw her holding a book, she joked with a smile before entering the door. She wrapped her arms around her neck and asked, "To tell you the truth, haven't you got all your money? If your little cousin has eaten up, he can only buy books? Look at your cousin's flute, how can you lift the book so easily that you can come in empty hand behind the preserve? "

Sun Yao's voice was not small. Although he hadn't entered the door yet, An Qingle heard it and chuckled his lips.

Lu Feng glanced at her and asked, "You have more money, what do you give?"

"I don't have much money," said Sun Yao with a smile, jumping over the threshold, and Lu Feng stepped forward, handed the gift to An Qingle, and said, "So I don't give much value, please don't mind."

Sun Yao's gift was not very precious, but at first glance, he knew that it was carefully selected. An Qingle smiled and nodded his thanks.

Lu Feng, a few people, although he has no friendship with him on weekdays, was also newly invited this year, but the gifts he gave made An Qingle feel sincere. Come with a small gift, their parents will say something, but those who can resist the pressure of their parents, count the friends around them, but only a few of them.

There is a loss in An Qingle's heart. If it wasn't for the Lantern Festival and some of them, this year's birthday, wouldn't he be doomed?

Xu Yu was the latest one to come. When he came in with a gift, his face was red. After seeing Lu Feng's people inside, his face became even redder. He looked up at the eyes of An Qingle and his head was subconscious. Lowered.

"Happy birthday." Xu Yu whispered as he gave the gift.

An Qingle replied: "Thank you."

Sun Yao could not help but ask her, "Little fish, this is not your gift. Quickly pull out the things, after all that preparation."

After listening to this, An Qingle also took a moment.

"If you don't send it now, you still expect it to produce a small one. Can't you send it together next year?"

Xu Yu stared at Sun Yao with a red ear, but took a step forward, brought the gift on the table, doubled it inside, took out an elm box, and blushed, "This, this is for you."

When An Qingle first saw a woman with a thinner skin than a man, she couldn't help smiling, and reached for the elm box.

Looking down at the box in his hand, An Qingle took a moment, looked up and looked at the gift brought by Xu Yu, and then suddenly remembered something, turned around and opened the gift boxes of several friends, only to find the valuable gifts inside There are still some gifts. These things are what they really want to send.

They secretly sent them away from their parents and wanted to surprise him. No wonder, he kept telling him to remember to open the gift.

Had it not been for Xu Yu to pull out the elm box from the inside, he might not have thought of this, and would even feel a little disappointed to leave the gift to the next person to deal with it. At that time, it is very likely that he would not find these surprises.

An Qingle felt a warmth in his heart. After opening the elm box and seeing the lifelike kitten, he took a moment, reached out and touched its round ears, and smiled at Xu Yu. "Thank you . "

Thank you for letting me discover these precious things in time, so that I have not lost more.

Xu Yu blushed, but braved the courage to meet his gaze, and bent his eyes, "You're welcome." 2k novel reading network