[This month’s monthly votes are too weak, right? Although Lao Ao has never asked for a monthly vote, brothers still have to vote!]

It's approaching evening.

Jiao Shun got off the car in front of the Xue family's old house, and was led down to the backyard and inner hall by the stewardess. He saw Aunt Xue waiting in the living room for a long time. She was still dressed in a simple widow's dress, but there was something inexplicable about her always kind and kind eyes.

There was actually a little more unusual blushing, and there was also a hint of panic and alienation mixed in when greeting him.

has a problem!

Jiao Shun immediately thought too much.

I secretly wondered if the Xue family had made something that went against their ancestors... Bah, they had made some decision that conflicted with their own interests. Otherwise, how could Aunt Xue's attitude be so strange?

In addition, not only did the maid who led the way stay in the house, but there were also two maids standing in front of Aunt Xue, which made Jiao Shun even more wary.

The last time they met alone, there was not even a maid around, but this time there were five more bystanders - if the things the two parties wanted to discuss couldn't be airtight, at least they shouldn't be widely publicized.

Bar?

Could it be that some agency failed to do this?

So when Aunt Xue was about to take the initiative to start the conversation, Jiao coughed dryly and picked up the teacup, and made a rude swallowing sound.

After doing this again and again, Aunt Xue finally realized the problem. She frowned in embarrassment, and after hesitating for a long time, she still waved away the maids and maids in the house.

Jiao Shun then put down the tea cup and asked bluntly: "What's wrong with aunt today? Last time, she said that there were some things that even Brother Xue had to hide, but now she has brought so many people to keep her company. If the news gets out,

, Brother Xue is not to mention showing his holiness in front of others, he is afraid that he will be squeezed out by other families."

Aunt Xue had the nerve to tell him that she was flustered by what Mrs. Wang said, so she deliberately wanted to avoid suspicion?

While he was hesitating and not knowing how to explain, he happened to catch a glimpse of Jiao Shun with a bandage on his finger. He quickly changed the subject and said, "I just wanted to ask, what happened to your hand? What caused the injury?"

There is indeed a ghost!

Jiao Shun raised his tangled fingers and said with a calm expression: "Auntie Lao, I'm thinking about you. It's the Chinese Valentine's Day today, but I was planning to go south, so I didn't prepare anything, so I had to improvise."

, I carved a wooden sculpture as a gift for Mr. Xing, and the result was..."

After saying that, I saw Aunt Xue in a daze, her beautiful eyes staring at the finger in confusion, as if she was lost in memories.

"Aunt?"

Jiao Shun raised his voice and shouted.

Aunt Xue woke up with a start and sighed quietly: "When I first married into the Xue family, Wenlong's father also carved a wooden sculpture as a Chinese Valentine's Day gift. Because he scratched his hand, he joked that it was stained with his hard work, which made him sad.

I definitely wanted to keep it, but it was a pity that Wenlong lost it later. Your uncle also said that he would replenish it for me, but he never thought..."

As I talked, I couldn't help but feel sad.

Is there such a coincidence?

Wasn't this Uncle Xue also a PUA scumbag during his lifetime?

While Jiao Shun was extolling himself, he hurriedly stood up and clasped his fists, saying, "It's all my nephew's fault. He brought this up for no reason and made my aunt sad."

"How do you know these things?"

Aunt Xue took out her handkerchief and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and explained with a forced smile: "Since we have finished talking here, I won't hide it from you. It is precisely because today is the Chinese Valentine's Day and I am afraid of the gossip outside, so I

I arranged for a few people to wait on me, but I forgot to keep it a secret for a while."

That's what happened.

Jiao Shun felt relieved. Thinking that Aunt Xue was a widow and had a well-maintained beauty and delicate body, she was naturally worried that she would attract criticism in this regard. He had misunderstood her just now.

So we let go of the grudge and discussed the Imperial Merchant Alliance with Aunt Xue.

"...According to my nephew's opinion, the case of the Ministry of Etiquette involves engineering, so it's better to stop it for the time being. If someone insists on hitting the gun, the Xue family should not get involved."

While talking, Jiao Shun found that Aunt Xue was distracted again, staring at her injured finger with beautiful eyes, obviously recalling the past of Qin Se and Ming again.

"cough!"

Jiao Shun coughed helplessly and repeated what he had just said. Aunt Xue then nodded belatedly and said: "Baochai thought so too. I was just worried about what you had in mind, so I specifically asked

Let me ask."

As he said that, his eyes fell on the bandage again, and he couldn't help but remind him with laughter: "It's so thick that it's neither breathable nor convenient for movement. It's better to use roving instead."

Jiao Shun smiled: "It's just a small hole. I wrapped it up at the time to prevent it from bleeding and contaminating my clothes. Now I just remove it."

As he spoke, he took off the bandage in front of Aunt Xue, balled it up and stuffed it into his sleeve pocket.

"You men just don't know how to cherish yourselves!"

Unexpectedly, Aunt Xue suddenly became angry when she saw this scene. She stood up and said: "At first, Wenlong's father just suffered a minor injury and didn't take it seriously, but in the end..."

At this point, her voice stopped suddenly, but the rise and fall of her chest became more intense. The ground shook for a while. She suddenly gritted her teeth and stepped forward to grab Jiao Shun's hand. She took out the handkerchief and examined it carefully.

He bandaged the wound and tied a bow tie, and then he stopped with satisfaction.

It was only then that she was shocked to realize that she had inadvertently gotten very close to Jiao Shun, almost to the point of breathing each other, so she suddenly panicked again.

Apart from her son, she had never had such close contact with a man since she became a widow. She stumbled back three or four steps, wringing her fingers in embarrassment, and said in a concealed voice: "You, please remember to open it when you go back."

Medicine, you kids just don’t know how to take care of yourselves!”

Just now I used the male pronoun, but now I used the pronoun "child".

Jiao Shun is not a young child, so how can he not see why she is embarrassed?

At that moment, I couldn't help but feel excited. He was used to being a master who never hesitated. Since time traveling, girls as young as fourteen or fifteen years old, and women in their early thirties, as long as they are extremely beautiful, will have a chance.

Once you get your hands on it, you'll never miss it.

Although Aunt Xue is three or four years older than Mr.

She also has skin that even those in their twenties may not be able to match.

More importantly, I don't know how she developed such a pampered temperament. She obviously has a kind and mature look, but from time to time she shows off her childlike naivety, which really has a different charm.

"Why did you dirty your aunt's veil?!"

His heart was beating faster than his actions. Jiao Shun immediately pretended to be shy and flustered. While holding his breath and turning his face red, he hurriedly took out a wooden sculpture from his arms and said stumblingly: "This, this is what my nephew carved by himself."

Naturally, it is far less than what Uncle Shi did with his own hands, so I should just compensate it to my aunt!"

As he said this, he took two steps forward and wanted to give the wood carving to Aunt Xue.

When Aunt Xue saw this, she hurriedly stepped back and refused, saying, "It can't be done! How can it be done? I'm just bandaging your wound, what do you want in return?! Besides, what you're doing is... Anyway, I

Absolutely not!"

The more she spoke, the more determined she became, and her tone gradually became a little annoyed. By the way, Jiao knew that it was just a temporary lapse caused by the atmosphere, but in fact, she had no intention of being a concubine.

Although he was disappointed, Jiao Shun did not give up, but decisively adopted plan B.

"this……"

He seemed to have finally realized something was wrong. He retreated to his original position in a panic, placed the wooden carving on the coffee table, shook his hands wildly and said: "Auntie, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else! It's true, it's true...

…”

He thought for a while and didn't say anything, so he simply bowed deeply and said, "My nephew, I'll take my leave now!"

After saying that, he ran out of the door as if running away.

Aunt Xue breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this. She recalled how Jiao Shun was shy and flustered at first, and then acted awkwardly and couldn't express what he meant. She couldn't help but smile, and she couldn't help but feel proud.

In the morning, I laughed at myself in front of Baochai and said I was old, but who among women doesn’t want to remain youthful and charming?

Therefore, after discovering that her inadvertently ambiguous behavior could make a young hero like Jiao Shun flustered, Aunt Xue was ashamed, but she was also secretly happy.

Huh~

She was sitting in the living room, thinking about it more and more, feeling more and more embarrassed and happy when suddenly someone broke in through the curtain.

Aunt Xue was startled, but when she looked closely, it turned out to be Xue Pan. She couldn't help but yelled, covering her heart: "Why are you so startled?!"

"Didn't I hear that my mother was anxious to send someone to find me?"

Xue Pan sat down where Jiao Shun had been, grabbed the new tea cup that was upside down, filled it up and poured it directly into his stomach. Then he complained again: "I went back to Rongguo Mansion to change clothes. I heard that my mother was looking for

I ran here without even having a drink of water, but my mother still complained that I was reckless."

"Yes, yes, it's my mother who is wrong, okay?"

Aunt Xue said helplessly: "I asked you to accompany me to meet Brother Shun earlier, but I looked around and couldn't find him, but you came back right after he left!"

"I asked what the emergency is."

Xue Pan said nonchalantly: "You guys have just discussed it and let me know. It's troublesome enough to write down all those twists and turns, so why do you still need me to discuss it with you?"

While he was talking, he was about to pour himself a drink, but he inadvertently saw the wooden carving on the table, so he picked it up and looked at it. It looked familiar, so he simply raised it to his eyes to take a closer look.

Aunt Xue panicked immediately when she saw this. Nothing happened, but she had the illusion that someone had discovered her adultery. Her heart was beating wildly, as if it was not the wood sculpture that was being held by Xue Pan, but her.

’s heart and soul.

"W-what did you do with it?"

Aunt Xue wanted Xue Pan to put down the wood carving, but she was worried that it would be difficult to explain if her son asked him. Just when she was worrying about gains and losses, she suddenly heard Xue Pan say: "No wonder it looks familiar. Isn't this the one I played with when I was a child? I couldn't find it at the time.

My mother still beats me, isn't this a good thing?"

Aunt Xue felt relieved when she saw that he had admitted his mistake. She hurriedly took the opportunity to grab it with her hands, and explained calmly: "This is your father's relic, and I just found it in the old house today.

"

"I said so."

Xue Panhuan smiled nonchalantly and said, "Thankfully my father stopped me at that time, otherwise wouldn't I have received a beating in vain?"

As he spoke, he felt something was wrong. He looked at the wooden sculpture and said, "But why do I feel that this is a little different from the original one?"

"This this……"

Aunt Xue put her heart in her throat again and said in a hasty voice: "You have forgotten that after you lost it, your father said he would give me a replacement, so I didn't teach you a lesson - this, this is what I made up later."

Forced to use her late husband as a cover, Aunt Xue felt so ashamed and ashamed that she almost bit her tongue when she spoke.

Fortunately, Xue Pan was always too big-hearted and never paid attention to these details. He suddenly said: "I said, it turned out to be my father's successor, so be sure to keep it. It's no wonder if it's lost again this time."

I."

Aunt Xue breathed a sigh of relief again, but at the same time she felt ashamed and secretly prayed to her late husband for forgiveness.

At this time, Xue Pan stood up again and said impatiently: "Since everything is alright, I will go to Brother Wei to have a drink. We made an appointment when we were hunting. I guess everyone is already waiting impatiently by now."

After saying that, he walked out in a hurry.

Aunt Xue grabbed the wooden sculpture and chased it for a few steps. She kept reminding her: "Remember to eat more vegetables and drink less. Don't get drunk again like last time..."

"I can spare it!"

Xue Pan waved his hand without looking back. Before he finished speaking, he had already strode out of the courtyard.

Aunt Xue sighed and returned to the living room. Only then did she have time to look at the wood carving.

Jiao Shun's craftsmanship is obviously not good, not to mention the details, even the general shape is full of flaws, so that after carefully identifying it for a long time, he vaguely recognized that this sculpture is the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meeting on the Magpie Bridge.

She couldn't help but be surprised for a moment.

How could it be such a coincidence?

The scene my husband carved at the time was also a scene of meeting on a magpie bridge. The craftsmanship was also so rough that it could only be barely recognized. It is no wonder that my son just now admitted his mistake.

Looking at the wood carving in her hand, Aunt Xue vaguely seemed to have returned to twenty years ago, when she was still a seventeen-year-old girl who had just married into her husband's family less than a year ago, but she was already pregnant with Xue Pan.

On Chinese Valentine's Day that year, my husband held up an ugly wooden sculpture of the Magpie Bridge, saying that it would ensure that he could be like the Weaver Girl and safely give birth to a son and a daughter for the Xue family.

Now the words have become a prophecy, but things are different and people are different...

Aunt Xue was immersed in the memories of the past and couldn't extricate herself. Sometimes she was sweet and sometimes sentimental. It was not until the maid asked if she wanted some dishes outside that she suddenly woke up and soon found that she had unknowingly held the wooden carving in her hands.

Heartbroken.

When she thought that this was actually Jiao Shun's carving, she felt as if it was burned. She raised her hand and was about to throw it away, but the wood carving seemed to be stuck to her palm, and she never really threw it away despite several attempts.

"Alas~"

Finally, Aunt Xue sighed, put the wood carving into her sleeve pocket, and thought to herself: After all, this is not her own thing, and it is not easy to dispose of it casually. I will put it away first, and wait until I see Brother Shun again when he is a child.
Chapter completed!