Ruan Su smiled and held his hand, "I think so too."
When Jian San heard the couple chatting like this, he suddenly felt a little relaxed.
But just as he relaxed, he heard Ruan Su's teasing voice, "Uncle, when are you going to find us an aunt? You are already a grown-up."
Jian San chuckled and did not take her teasing to heart. Instead, he killed her directly. "Xiao Su, I'm a rough guy. How can any girl like me? How about... you introduce me to me? What about that?"
If there is a beautiful girl from any sect or big family who is willing to marry to Jianmen, you can introduce her to me, and maybe I will be single."
Ruan Su smiled particularly brightly when she listened to Jian San's nonsense, but what she said made Jian San feel bad all over, "Uncle Junior Master, it's very popular now for men to be men, and men are also very popular."
Beauty is popular, how about... let me introduce you to a beautiful boy? Maybe this will be your favorite!"
Hearing what she said, Jian San's handsome face turned green and white. He was a big, straight man.
Ruan Su, a stinky girl, dared to tease him like this. He simply couldn't imagine living with a man. The scene was so beautiful that he couldn't help but feel his stomach churning and felt like vomiting.
"Xiao Su, my junior uncle is old and can't afford such an exciting life. Don't, you must not."
However, Ruan Su kept his face and said seriously, "If you think this is not a problem, little uncle, I really know a lot of handsome guys, but they are all great partners. They may like you.
Although she is over fifty years old, she looks like she is thirty years old, and her age cannot be seen at all."
Those who practice metaphysics generally do not look consistent with their actual age, and appear younger than those in the mortal world.
Jian San wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling that he was really not lucky enough to accept Ruan Su's kindness.
"No, no, no, Xiao Su, don't make fun of me, an old man."
It would be better to suffer the torture of the little ancestor Bo Leyao!
Ruan Su also laughed and said, "Uncle, you can think about it! You have been single for so many years... maybe you are really fake?"
As soon as she said this, everyone was speechless for a moment.
There was a trace of scrutiny in Jian San's eyes.
Jian San was about to cry, "I'm not, I'm not bent, I'm really straight."
Ruan Su raised the corners of her lips and looked at him and smiled, "Uncle, if you want to find a partner, you must come to me. I will make sure to satisfy you, uncle."
After saying that, she left with Bo Xingzhi.
Bo Xingzhi knew in his heart that Ruan Su was protecting him because Jiansan teased him, so Ruan Su was trying to regain his place for him!
Jiansan looked at the backs of the couple and felt a wave of excitement all over his body. He felt aversion to cold, and the thought of Ruan Su introducing a man to him as his wife made him feel bad, as if he had been struck directly by thunder.
After returning to the house where the couple lived, they saw the nanny aunt knitting a sweater there. As soon as the aunt looked up and saw the two of them, she laughed. "Master, madam, are you back? Have you finished watching the movie?"
"Well, I think the movie is okay." Ruan Su walked over and poured a glass of water to drink, and asked her casually, "Auntie, are you knitting a sweater?"
"Yes, we are knitting now. In autumn, the young master and the young lady can wear them. The ones we knit are always warmer than those sold outside. It is cold in the mountains in winter, and they like it.
Do you need a thick sweater if you want to play outdoors?" The aunt smiled and held two needles for knitting towels, and her two dexterous hands were flying up and down.
Ruan Su was moved in her heart, "Auntie, thank you. You are really kind."
"You and the young master treat me well. You give me such a high salary. My old man is not in good health. You also gave me the elixir. Our whole family is very grateful to you!" As the aunt said, she raised her head and suddenly thought of something.
He said, "Madam, do you also want to learn to knit a sweater? Do you want me to teach you?"
Ruan Su swallowed her saliva. She wanted to refuse, but seeing her aunt's enthusiasm, she felt embarrassed.
She had no choice but to sit down next to her aunt and listen to her explain how to weave and wind the thread...
Fortunately, Ruan Su still has some talent. After all, she is also good at embroidery. Compared with knitting sweaters and embroidery, it seems...much easier?
The aunt was also very patient. She directly picked up two knitting needles on one side and let her wrap some silk to try.
This is simply a live version of step-by-step instruction.
When Bo Xingzhi came over, he saw that Ruan Su had mastered the most basic method of knitting a sweater. He was stunned and said, "Su Su, are you knitting a sweater?"
Ruan Su stared at the wool in her hand. If she had no feeling about knitting sweaters just now, now she has fallen in love with the feeling of knitting.
"Well, I just learned it from my aunt, and it feels pretty good."
The aunt said with a smile, "My wife is very smart and can do very well in anything. I didn't expect that she can knit sweaters right away."
This is the fastest person she has ever seen to learn to knit a sweater.
She was a little amazed in her heart.
How could he be such a genius? He is beautiful and smart.
A hint of smile flashed in Bo Xingzhi's eyes, "Susu, what about you?"
…When can you knit one for me?”
If it was really knitted, he could wear it for a whole year without taking it off!
He can go out and play for a year! His wife knitted this for him!
Ruan Su looked at his happy and expectant look, "Okay! I'll knit one for you. Just wait."
After she masters it, she can knit one for everyone in the family.
With this in mind, she began to study various stitches for knitting sweaters.
It wasn't until late at night that she put down her sewing and prepared to rest.
The nanny was about to cry. In just half a night, she taught Ruan Su all the knitting techniques she knew. Not only did she also search the Internet for a lot of knitting techniques with various techniques, the aunt was dazzled.
Headache and dizziness.
She can only knit a few simple knitting methods, but she can't learn those fancy and skillful knitting methods.
But Ruan Su will know it as soon as he sees it...
Strike!
It's such a shock.
She was so heartbroken that she couldn't sleep tonight.
Ruan Su's neck is a little stiff. After all, knitting sweaters is quite taxing on the neck.
After she took a shower, she lay down on the bed and was about to give it a few blows with the massage stick. Bo Xingzhi came over and put his big palm on her shoulders, kneading them gently, "How's the strength?"
"Press harder."
"Well, that's right, that's it."
The man's strength was neither light nor heavy, just enough to relieve the pain and stiffness in her neck.
“I didn’t expect knitting to be quite tiring.”
She muttered something softly.
Bo Xingzhi chuckled. Although he was looking forward to the sweater, he felt sorry for her even more. "If you are tired, don't knit. We all have clothes to wear, so there is no need to knit."
"But... the one I knitted by myself still feels like a love brand. It should feel different from other clothes when you wear them." Ruan Su squinted his eyes, "Try it and knit one for you first.
.”
Seeing how determined she was, Bo Xingzhi couldn't persuade her any more and dampen her enthusiasm.
I had no choice but to follow her, "Don't knit if you are tired. You can knit when you are free and bored. But you must pay attention to the balance between work and rest."
"Okay, I got it." Ruan Su nodded, "Here, pinch here a few more times."
She pointed to the most painful part of herself.
After Bo Xingzhi helped her relieve the pain for a while, she lay on the bed and put a cervical pillow under her neck.
"I really wonder if those who embroider cross stitch every day have cervical spondylosis." She also embroiders, but she doesn't do it often and she was young when she first learned it.
She yawned and slowly closed her eyes. Just as she was about to fall asleep, the man's big palm began to gently caress her red lips.
She lazily opened her eyes and met the man's deep eyes.
"Too tired...don't..."
If you subconsciously refuse, just spit it out.
However, the man faced the difficulty and said, "It doesn't matter. Just lie down and don't move. I'll do it."
Ruan Su "..."
After being married for many years, she has long known that this sentence is a lie.
On what makes a man’s physical strength too swollen and broken?
We are obviously an old married couple, why are we always so clingy?
Ruan Su was helpless.
She heard the man whisper into her ear, "When I saw you wearing that pink dress during the day, I really wanted to eat it. Now I can finally eat it..."
His voice was hoarse and bewitching.
Ruan Su only felt that he was like a small boat, floating up and down.
In the end, she didn't even bother to open her eyes and fell asleep.
Bo Xingzhi looked at her helplessly, "Are you really tired today? It seems that knitting sweaters is really taxing on your neck and energy..."
In fact, it is not that expensive, mainly because Ruan Su is serious about learning.
She is smart and curious, and has learned many weaving techniques.
So she was tired.
If it were the kind of casual and perfunctory study, it would naturally not be so tiring.
It's just that Bo Xingzhi didn't understand.
A few days later, what Ruan Su didn't expect was that Jian San actually kissed him.
The Song family asked a matchmaker to come over and introduced a cousin of the Song family. Jian San took the woman to a coffee shop near the foot of Jianmen Mountain as promised.
There was a bit of shyness on Song Ning's face, even a little shy.
"I am 40 this year, I don't know Mr. Jian..."
"I'm ten years older than you. I'm just fifty." Gentleman Jiansan replied, "I didn't expect Miss Song to take good care of herself so well. She looks no different from a young girl."
"Isn't that what we in the metaphysics world are all like? There are elixirs for beauty, which naturally make you look younger. But I'm just a branch of the Song family, and I'm a bit high in status."
Song Ning looked at Jian San with a blushing face. She was not a direct member of the Song family, but just a side branch. This was the best marriage she could find, and she got it because of her meritorious service in the Song family.
Opportunity. So she deliberately showed her shyest side in an attempt to impress Jian San.
