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    Chapter 14

    After coughing, Yuan Hui couldn't help but grit his teeth: "I don't have a daughter as old as you."

    Without waiting for Zhen Tingyun's interface, Yuan Hui made a decisive decision, picked out a piece of gold from the purse beside his pillow and threw it - he was not afraid of anything else, but he was afraid that Zhen Tingyun would be a shameless man, so he shouted "Father" in his throat. ".

    Zhen Tingyun is shameless, he wants to be shameless!

    Seeing Yuan Hui throwing the gold, Zhen Tingyun forgot what he was going to say for a while, and quickly reached out and took it, quietly weighing it on his hand, making sure that this should be the piece of gold he gave to Yuan Hui.

    She was relieved, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and her mouth was as sweet as honey: "I knew that Mr. would not treat me badly!"

    Yuan Hui didn't care about a piece of gold, but he was somewhat disgusted with how she looked so good even though she was cheap, her thin lips were slightly pursed, her eyebrows were even colder, and she snorted coldly.

    Zhen Tingyun just pretended he didn't see anything, didn't hear anything.

    She patted her chest very generously and assured: "Sir, don't worry, you say that you are a teacher for one day and a father for life. Even if there is no gold, I will definitely honor your old man. I will cover your expenses along the way, and I will never call you You paid for it."

    At the same time, she quietly added in her heart: Of course, she won't pay for money, maybe she will pay for gold.

    Zhen Tingyun spoke plausibly, but Yuan Hui wanted to refute a few words, such as "I don't have a daughter as old as you", "I'm not as old as you think", or "I don't need you to support it", but he finally endured it. Forbearance, the blue veins on the forehead twitched slightly, and then I swallowed the words that came to my mouth, and it was too dangerous not to open my mouth.

    After Zhen Tingyun finished speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Yuan Hui. Seeing that he had no further orders, he just stepped out and gave Liushun an order, asking her to take the gold and buy a tea set, as well as tea leaves and tea makers. stove……

    It was also the first time that Liu Shun saw Jin Zi, his eyes were straight, and the hand holding Jin Zi was shaking.

    Zhen Tingyun looked at the piece of gold reluctantly, thought for a while, and then warned Liu Shun a few more words: "Don't tell your grandmother beforehand, after you buy something, put it in your and Bazhen's house first. By the way, there may be a lot of things to buy this time, you don't have to worry, just be careful on the road and take your time." That is, Liushun is honest and honest, otherwise Zhen Tingyun would not worry about buying gold and money Leave the tea set to her.

    Liushun reluctantly came back to his senses, and hurriedly answered with a crisp voice, and went out to buy things in a hurry, for fear that the gold would be accidentally lost if left on his body for a long time.

    Zhen Tingyun sighed, then turned back to the room, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to read and practice calligraphy in front of Yuan Hui.

    It is probably a habit developed since childhood. When Zhen Tingyun calms down and does things, he must be very focused and unfocused.

    In the past, when she was practicing calligraphy at home, Mrs. Zhen would sometimes call her in the house, but she didn't see anyone after calling her several times. She rushed out to take a look, only to find out that she was practicing calligraphy or reading a book. Madam Zhen was in a hurry, so she went up and picked her up at that time. As a result, Zhen Tingyun was angry with Mrs. Zhen, and said that Mrs. Zhen valued her son over her granddaughter. When Zhen's father went to school, Mrs. Zhen was very careful, for fear of disturbing her son's study and not paying attention to her granddaughter. Now, it disturbs her study...

    For this reason, the grandparents and grandsons fought back and forth several times, and they fought a few times. After all, Mrs. Zhen is getting old and soft-hearted, and she has only such a small granddaughter by her side. Since she knows her granddaughter's temperament, she has to accept the soft-hearted, and no longer bother Zhen Tingyun when she is working hard.

    Now, Zhen Tingyun is sitting at the table, picking up the pen and writing, also stroke by stroke, conscientiously focused.

    Yuan Hui was leaning on the bed and thinking about things, and suddenly he was distracted for a while, only to feel that there were some fragmentary and vague fragments in his brain. But if he thinks about it carefully, there will be bursts of stabbing pain in his brain, like a sharp knife piercing his brain, and the blade is chaotic, like a bloody pain.

    After just thinking about it for a while, Yuan Hui's face turned pale from the thought, and there was dense cold sweat oozing from his forehead, but he couldn't think of anything.

    Therefore, he can only choose to give up temporarily, hoping that those memories can be retrieved by himself little by little over time.

    Since he had given up his memories, Yuan Hui was sitting on the bed and it was hard to get up, and there was nothing to pass the time at hand, which was really boring. His eyes turned around the room, but he couldn't find anything that could arouse his interest, and finally had to fall on Zhen Tingyun.

    Zhen Tingyun was sitting in front of the desk practicing calligraphy, which was the sitting posture he corrected last time. She was still quiet and quiet, her eyes pursed, her eyelashes lowered, and she raised her pen to post.

    Her posture was upright and quiet, and when she picked up the pen, she raised her hand slightly, revealing a wrist as thin and white as frost.

    Looking at it from Yuan Hui's point of view, her side face is beautiful and glittering like white snow. The thick black hair like a crow's feather was combed into a straight bun, and there was a half-old beaded flower on the bun.

    Yuan Hui looked at it, suddenly felt that his hand was a little itchy, his throat was a little dry, and he coughed.

    Zhen Tingyun was practicing calligraphy, focused and focused, so naturally he didn't hear the cough and didn't move.

    When Yuan Hui rarely was ignored, he was unhappy, and then he coughed hard to show his existence.

    Zhen Tingyun frowned, took a deep breath, and solemnly wrote the last stroke, then stopped and looked at him: "What's wrong?" Because she was disturbed, her tone was not Very good, he looked at Yuan Hui with bright eyes, and looked unhappy.

    Yuan Hui was asked straight, somewhat embarrassed. However, he responded very quickly, only paused for a while, and immediately responded: "I seem to have remembered something."

    That's the right thing to do.

    When Zhen Tingyun heard the words, he couldn't help sitting upright, looked up at Yuan Hui, and asked, "What did you remember?"

    Yuan Hui thought for a while, and then slowly said: "I think I should have some cats and dogs. I might touch it when I'm bored." thing.

    Zhen Tingyun: "..." Really boring!

    Considering that he is currently his own husband, Zhen Tingyun has always respected his teachers, and it is not easy to directly fight or fight with others, so he has to suppress his anger and respond perfunctorily: "Then you are quite leisurely. ." After a pause, she added, "I still need to practice calligraphy. If you want to think of anything else, think about it for yourself first, and don't rush to tell me."

    Yuan Hui wanted to say something else, but Zhen Tingyun had already lowered his head and started to practice calligraphy again.

    Seeing this, Yuan Hui couldn't help but feel suffocated again, feeling a little stuck.

    It's like he accidentally picked up a cat, fed it and washed it, finally felt that the cat was pleasing to the eye, and was about to reach out and touch it, and suddenly found that the cat was not only not a relative, but also a white-eyed wolf. ——Miaomiaomiao is clingy when you want to eat, and ignores people when you are full...

    Of course, what's more frustrating is that Zhen Tingyun actually picked him up.

    The author has something to say: Whisper: Although I am short, I am super sweet~

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