Before entering, Master Jia Jia coughed lightly out of politeness.
"Uncle!"
Little Qiao Nizi Qiutao came out of the house with a bucket of water and her head lowered, not daring to look up at Master Jia Jia.
"Um."
Jia Liu was a friendly person and felt that Qiutao was quite attractive. He turned around and asked Shuan Zhu if he liked her. If he liked her, he would give her to Shuan Zhu as his wife.
Stepping into the house, Chen Ma, the widow of the Eight Banners, had just finished washing and was making the bed.
Seeing the new husband Amma had found for her enter the house, she hesitated and stepped forward to greet him in a low voice, calling softly: "Husband."
"Um."
Anyone who sees the widow in white will feel pity for her, especially Master Jia Jia, who has a heart of great love.
Seeing that her father-in-law was so willing to do so, Mrs. Jia Jia gently held her daughter's hand and asked softly: "Are you tired?"
Chunhua shook her head and did not try to withdraw her hand.
"Sit down and talk."
As a husband, Jia Liu must be more proactive. He immediately pulled the widow to the bedside, sat her down, and then asked Chunhua about her last marriage.
This is really a sad story.
The story begins with the night of lightning and thunder in the capital nineteen years ago, when Guar Jiabo drank too much and hugged his maid...
"...After my mother gave birth to me, Amma did not dare to disobey her wishes, so she asked my mother to take me to live in the outer city. As long as Amma is in Beijing, she will come to see us every month..."
Jia Liu nodded slightly. Although his father-in-law was a strict henpecker and was afraid of the eldest wife who came from the Fucha family, he was actually very good to Chunhua and her daughter. Otherwise, he would not give himself a first-class status for the sake of his daughter's happiness.
A good person will be given a house and a house and money.
Of course, in addition to knowing that Jia Jia Shikai has a first-class character, he also knows that Jia Jia Shikai is like a bastard in the pool. As long as he doesn't die, he will live for thousands of years one day.
"...After Ama came to Sichuan, my mother saw that I was older, so she asked a matchmaker to marry me to the Chen family in Zhengbai Banner of the Han Army. However, it was only after I got married that I found out that my husband was not in good health since he was a child.
The body is very weak..."
Hearing this, Jia Liu's heart skipped a beat and his hands tightened: "So, you and he have never had a bridal chamber?"
Chunhua was stunned for a moment, thinking about the things her husband had asked her servant to ask Qiutao before, and she knew that her husband had some grudge against her in the past, and it was even harder to hide it.
She confessed that she had slept with the young master of the Chen family, but the young master of the Chen family died of illness within three months of their marriage.
"His family said it was me... said I made him lose control and exhausted himself... My mother was so angry that she took me home..."
When Chunhua said this, although she blushed a little, she still spoke openly and frankly, unlike the shy girl who had not left the court.
Jia Liu didn't believe that women could tire men to death. He shook his head and asked, "Does your mother know about this?"
"My mother didn't dare to tell him. Later, she received a letter from Amma asking me to come to Sichuan to get married. She knew she couldn't hide it, so she wrote back to Amma and told her about me..."
Having said this, Chunhua looked at her new husband carefully, "Don't blame Amma, he really didn't know at first."
"How could I blame Amma? The so-called marriage of a thousand miles is tied by a thread. The fact that you and I are in the same house here is also a blessing cultivated in the previous life..."
Jia Liu was really relieved and couldn't bear the slightest resentment towards his father-in-law.
Looking at Chun Hua, who was dressed beautifully in white, she felt even more pity in her heart. She raised her hand and touched her gently, somewhat puzzled: "You have been kicked out of their family, why do you still need to pay tribute to him?"
"It's always a couple. I originally planned to stay with him for three years, but I didn't expect him..."
There were tears in Chunhua's eyes. It seemed that her husband, who died of illness less than three months after their marriage, must have been very good to her during his lifetime.
Seeing this, Jia Liu couldn't help but feel even more affectionate, and told Chunhua that if she really wanted to observe the festival for her dead husband for three years, he would not force her to do anything difficult.
"Love and justice are never a bad thing,"
Just as he was talking, Qiutao's voice came from outside: "Miss, uncle."
Chunhua hurriedly looked at the door: "Come in."
"yes."
After entering the house, Qiu Tao lowered his head and placed a bucket with happy words on it under the bed. He also placed some peanuts and sweet dates on the table, and then placed a basin of hot water and two new towels on the table.
On the stool next to the bed.
"Miss, uncle, it's getting late, go to bed early."
After finishing what she should do, Qiu Tao slowly exited the room, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed.
The red candle made Chunhua's face look even hotter.
Just as Jia Liu was about to speak, Chunhua gently pulled her hand back and then took off her clothes.
As the white clothes fell off, what caught Jia Liu's eyes was a pair of round and round shoulders. They were neither thin with visible bones, nor fat and fleshy, but just the right amount of white and tender.
Although Chunhua undressed very slowly, there were only a few pieces of clothing. Soon, the widow was naked, lowered her head and got into the bed without saying a word.
With his eyes closed tightly, he looked like he was ready to taste it.
Jia Liu was stunned for a moment and then began to undress.
The silence at this time is better than the sound.
Words seem so pale compared to actions.
Under the quilt, the man and woman cuddled.
If it's as the president said, people who have been here don't need to worry, everything has already been adapted to.
Under the red candle, on the new bed, the man and woman were entangled like two giant insects.
"call!"
After taking a long breath and sticking his head out of the bed, Jia Liu slowly calmed down his rapid heartbeat.
There is still warmth spreading throughout the body.
After wiping her husband with a towel, Chunhua put her chin in one hand and leaned on the bed, looking motionless at the man Ama had found for her.
She expressed her feelings.
Jia Liu smiled and expressed his feelings.
"This will be your home from now on, and it's also my home."
While gently stroking the spring flowers, Jia Liu's eyes fell on the burning red candle.
As the candlelight danced, my thoughts drifted away little by little, and my expression became solidified little by little.
He is deep in thought.
Start meditating like a saint.
What I am thinking about is not the spring in this house, nor the widows around me, but the far north, and the fate of the Qing Dynasty.
When his eyes were drawn from the capital thousands of miles away to Jinchuan, which was just around the corner, what Master Jia Jia saw was full of vitality, everything was competing, white-hot, burning, and smoking.
To advance a great cause together, we can neither rush it nor delay it.
Be just right.
What’s just right?
While I was thinking, there was a "bang bang" knock on the door outside the house. It was Yang Zhi.
"Master, Master, something happened, something big happened!"
Shuan Zhu's voice was urgent.
Jia Liu was furious. This boy didn't know that the young master was having candles in the bridal chamber or causing trouble.
"Master, urgent report from Jinchuan, Agui has been defeated, our cannon, ah, no, the thieves' cannon has been fired!"
Zhuan Zhu's voice was like magic, causing the young master in the room to jump up naked, and rushed to the door without even wearing shoes. He opened the door, pressed Zhuan Zhu's shoulders firmly, shook it violently, and shouted:
"You mean Agui is screaming!"
"It's hitting! It's hitting!"
Shuan Zhu was shaken dizzy by the young master.
“Just right, just right!”
Jia Liu was ecstatic, "The Qing Dynasty is saved!"
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