Before entering the door, Shi Qing's chest was still holding a breath, as if there was a pigtail behind his head that Shi Ju held in his palm. Whenever she didn't do well enough, the other party would take it out to scare her out of nowhere.

Outsiders always say that Shi Ju is a strong and stubborn Imperial Censor of the City, and there is nothing she dares to say in the courtroom.

But when Shi Qing met those peach blossom eyes for the first time after wearing them, he knew that this person was not so simple.

How can someone who can become a censor of the capital in the inspectorate and be re-elected emperor for two consecutive terms really be a brainless and stubborn bull, this is clearly a smiling fox.

Shi Qing stabilized his mind and lifted his foot across the threshold.

Shi Ju was sitting on a chair reading a book, and when she saw Shi Qing coming in, she just lifted her eyelids. Contrary to her indifference, Li Shi who was next to her immediately put down the pastry plate in her hand and greeted him.

"Daddy bought you your favorite chestnut." Li Shisheng was bright and flamboyant, but Naihe was wearing a dark blue robe, which made him in his thirties look old-fashioned.

Although the old man always said that Mrs. Li had never read books, he really had nothing to say to his daughter, and he wished he could give Shiqing everything he could.

Enjoying this gentle, patient and unreserved fatherly love once made Shi Qingshen feel guilty.

Shi Qing's heart was sour, and he was about to ask Mihe behind him to take out the golden hairpin he bought when he heard Shi Ju on the chair asking in a low voice, "I heard that you hit the gold hairpin?"

Not asking why, just questioning.

Shi Qingmei asked herself, she has been conscientiously acting as a good daughter in the past few years.

The old man made things difficult for her so many times, but she endured without saying a word, and even in order to make the Shi family shine on the lintel, she woke up every day to read, and in the cold weather, she used ice water to refresh her face and wash her face. took a test.

Besides, it wasn't that she was willing to occupy the magpie's nest, and the original owner was already dead when she came in.

It was never her who was at fault.

She doesn't hold her nose as a granddaughter!

Shi Qing took a deep breath and let out another breath, feeling that the braid that was caught was cut off by herself.

Simply neat and relaxed.

"Yes, I did. Not only did I hit Jinzhan, I hit—"

Shi Qing looked directly at Shi Ju with a frank face, stretched out two fingers, and solemnly emphasized, "Two, twice."

One left and one right are quite symmetrical.

Shi Qing supported Li's arm and walked towards the chair, "If you don't believe it, ask someone to call Jin Zhan over, and I'll show you again."

"Isn't she a slave? When I don't need to beat her, I don't think my hands are tired. Does she dare to think her face hurts?"

Give her a face, right?

Shi Ju was stunned by Shi Qing's upright attitude, and even the movement of flipping the book paused.

Only then did she raise her eyes to look at Shi Qing formally, and her fingers followed the movement just now, turning the pages of the book, as if turning over the previous topic, "I heard that you are going to marry the young master of the Yun family?"

Shi Qing unceremoniously pulled up a chair and sat next to Mrs. Li. He lowered his head and peeled the chestnuts without raising his head, "Yun Zhizhi and I are a match made in heaven, and it is very suitable for me to marry him."

Shi Qing's attitude is casual, which is completely opposite to the guilty and timid attitude of seeing Shi Ju before, and even asks back, "What else did you hear?"

Shi Ju's gaze fell on Shi Qing as densely as needles.

Shi Qing didn't even notice it, and after peeling the chestnuts, he handed them to Mrs. Li, his attitude changed in seconds, "Father, eat it."

Li Shi's face was gentle, "I bought it all for you."

"Isn't it a coincidence, I also bought something for you." Shi Qing turned his head back and asked Mihe to bring the box over.

Shi Qing smiled, "This is your birthday present."

A gorgeous and delicate golden hairpin.

Li's eyes lit up, and it was obvious that he really liked it. It's just that he hesitated a little, his eyes were reluctant to part, and he forced a smile to close the box, "Daddy likes it very much, keep it for later."

Wait until the old man dies before wearing it?

"Are you afraid that grandpa doesn't like it?" Shi Qing suddenly asked.

She stood up, opened the box, took out the hairpin, and put it on Li's head carefully, "It's normal for him to not like good-looking colors when he's old, but Dad, you're still young, so you can't cater to his liking."

Shi Qing took two steps back and praised sincerely, "It looks good!"

"It's just that the color of the clothes is too old-fashioned. If you want me to say that you are suitable for brightly colored clothes, you are young and good-looking." Shi Qing looked at Li Shi's eyes, and his heart was astringent, "You want to live beautifully. Bright, rather than wronging yourself to live for others to see."

Especially to reject family pua.

Dressing brightly and appearing tacky is all nonsense.

Shi Qing deliberately said, "If someone is not used to seeing it, it can only be because he has seen less, just like an unskilled dog who knows how to bark, you have to "force" and "force" everything you see."

Li Shi was slightly startled, but did not respond.

Until Shi Ju slapped the book on the table, neither light nor heavy, his tone was slightly dark, "Who are you talking about with the insinuation?"

"Whoever says my father is not good, I'm talking about whoever," Shiqing closed the empty box with a "snap" sound, the dull sound seemed to hit people's hearts, "If anyone embarrassed my father, I would not only shoot 'Ying, I even called him a dog by name."

Shi Qing smiled and looked directly at Shi Ju, "Grandpa just finished saying that I'm not educated this morning. I don't think an educated person like him will judge others' clothes, right?"

Ju was speechless when he said a word.

Whoever made it difficult for her father, she made it difficult for anyone!

Take care of your own father.

Mrs. Li didn't want to sweep Shiqing's thoughts away, so she raised her hand to support the hairpin, "Okay, Daddy heard you clearly."

When Shi Qing finished delivering the things, he went back to his yard.

Shi Ju looked at Shi Qing's back, and asked meaningfully, "Do you think Qing'er has changed a lot today?"

"No matter how much Qing'er has changed, I can't compare to what I have changed since I married you," Li shi carefully put away the box, feeling depressed, "I'm only in my early thirties, and the clothes in the closet are better than your father's. It's old-fashioned. I don't want to care about these things, but I just beat him as a servant and he hurriedly called you and me back to preside over justice."

Shi Ju was stunned, not expecting how the topic would turn to himself.

Li Shi asked with red eyes, "I Qing'er can't compare to a slave in his heart? You and your father don't care for Qing'er. My daughter and I care for myself."

"Your father, you will serve me. On my birthday tomorrow, I will wear the clothes I like and the gold hairpin I bought from Qing'er." Mrs. Li stood up and walked into the back room, "I, as a father, have no problem with what Qing'er said about the marriage."

Not to mention marrying Young Master Yun, he would agree to marrying Young Master Yun.

Shi Ju quickly chased after him, "Don't be angry."

She didn't dare to talk more about her clothes, only talking about Shi Qing's marriage, "I didn't say I disagree with her marrying the young son of the Yun family, even if she didn't mention it herself, due to the eldest prince's reasons, these few years No one in the DPRK dares to say that they will marry their son into the Shi family."

Shi Ju frowned, "At this time, marrying the son of a merchant who has nothing to do with the court is the best outcome."

In the future, when the Qing Dynasty enters the court, the cleaner and simpler the relationship will be, the better it will be.

Li's attention was indeed diverted, and he asked softly, "Then when will we come to propose marriage?"

"Go after your birthday tomorrow."

The sky is darkened.

The second of the coffin shop came into the courtyard through the back door of Shifu, carrying the long and tight box with the lid.

Shi Qing lifted the cloth covering it to check, and only paid when he saw that there was no bump.

Mihe's scalp was numb, "Little master, why are we so scary in the yard when we make a coffin."

"Haven't you heard a word," Shi Qing patted the coffin board, "Seeing the 'coffin' makes a fortune."

Shi Qing didn't tell Mihe the truth. In fact, she listed other things besides the coffin.

When she went out today, she looked at several stores and felt good. She planned to ask Mihe to talk about it tomorrow to see if she could buy it.

She can't live long, and marrying Yun Zhi into the house counts herself as sorry for him.

When she leaves in the future, her father will definitely not embarrass Yun Zhi.

He can remarry with Zhuangzi, the shop she gave, and he will leave Mihe and Yehe to him, so that even if he gets married again, the Shi family will still be his backing, no matter what, it will be better than he has been called in the Yun family.

The twilight "color" is all around, and there is no lamp in the courtyard.

Mihe went to prepare bath water for Shiqing, Shiqing stood in the yard by himself, lowered his eyes and stroked the coffin board with his fingertips.

She arranged things behind her in the shortest possible time, even Yun Zhi, who had never been masked, thought of it.

Shi Qing sat on the coffin lid in a daze, thinking about what else he had missed.

When looked up inadvertently, saw a cat-like figure jumping up on the wall.

"?!"

Shi Qing took a deep breath, the other party obviously saw her sitting on the coffin as soon as he stood on the wall.

The two looked at each other, and even the air was silent for a few seconds, and then tacitly shouted, "Ah—"

"There's a ghost!"

"Fuck! Catch the thief!"

Shi Qing took off her shoes and threw them against the wall, her grandfather's, dare to miss her good coffin