The Chongfei Manual

The Chongfei Manual
Chapter 44



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Wei Kun did not object to this, he only told her to act carefully on that day, not to be rash, and she was allowed to go out with Wei Wei.


Wei Zheng looked at the thinking aunt, and nodded, smiling: "I'm relieved, I'll listen to Song Hui's words."


Then, Wei Kun said a few small things in his details, it was irrelevant. Seeing the three people listening carefully, this was a bit of peace, and got up and returned home.


Wei Kun's back had just left, and Wei's legs followed.


Wei Wei sat in her position and stared in the direction where Wei Zheng was going.


His arrogance was dark, microwaves were circulating, and his lips were filled with laughter.Some people only felt happy when he was in a good mood, but he did not know what he was thinking. When Wei Zheng left, he deliberately looked at her, with a clear and provocative provocation. How could he not see it, Wei Zheng went to the street this time, not for the Yuan Festival, but for Song Hui.


Wei Zheng disliked Song Hui, he didn't know, but he knew that Wei Zheng wanted to get Song Hui. Not because of anything else, but because Song Hui was her fiance. I don't know when it started, Wei Zheng wanted to snatch his things, as long as he wanted to, he would try his best to grab onto the past. Of course, there were several successes. This time was no exception, his intentions were too obvious, and it was foolish to see him again.


Wei Zheng wanted to steal his fiancee and wanted to see how frustrated and beaten she was?


It was a pity that she had no feelings for the men and women in Song Hui, even if she were to snatch, she would not feel sad. Just watch your own stuff get robbed, after all, there are still some unhappy ones.


Wei Wei could not help but be curious, in the last generation, Wei Zheng married Song Hui. Is that also his state of mind? At that moment he did not pose a threat to her, how could he still remember her? If not for this reason, then did he like Song Hui?


If so, Wei Wei felt even more attractive.


Wei Zheng liked Song Hui. How could he make it easy to get? It was useless to give it, wasn't it too cheap for him?


Wei Wei lowered her head and revealed a beautiful smile. There was a ghost in my heart, but my face was completely incomprehensible.


On the side Chang Hong called out to him, his tone was somewhat displeased: "What are you thinking? I called you a few times, you shouldn't."


Wei Wei looked at him and smiled, "What are you saying?"


Chang Hong did not reply, stubbornly saying: "You tell me what I think."


He held her cheek and purposely sold her jewelry, "Don't tell me."


After the sentence was finished, Chang Hong did not speak for long, and his appearance was a little frustrated. For a long time, I took courage and asked: "Are you thinking about Song Hui?"


He turned around awkwardly, blinking, not speaking.


Chang Hong thought he had guessed it. Jun's face immediately changed and could not help but say, "Actually, there is no Song Hui. I can take you out alone."


When he did not come, he was talking to Wei Kun. She was now growing up, not a real six-year-old child, it was fine to take Wei Wei to the streets. Wei Kun had to let Song Hui be with them. Auntie is now at a young age. He was not afraid of making people gossip. I really don't know what to think.


Wei Wei could not help but smile. He smiled as if he were a child. The voice was sweet and sweet, and he listened to people's minds and bodies. "Chang Hong, did big brother Song Hui secretly intimidate you when he was a child?"


Chang Hong shook his head, "No."


She was more curious: "Why are you so waiting to see her?"


Chang Hong did not say anything, and he thought about it in his heart, probably because Song Hui was going to take his aunt. She felt that Song Hui was unworthy of that aunt, and that Aunt was very kind, she returned to Song Hui's ten, and she felt that she couldn't match him.


*


The weather was clear the next day, the wind was smooth, and there were no clouds.


When she came out at night, Wei Wei was worried that the night was cold, and she wore a squirrel-rimmed white robe outside, and left with Chang Hong. In the doorway, a Zhongyi Bofu carriage painted black and flat was parked. A teenager stood in front of the carriage and spoke to Wei Zheng.


Wei Zheng arrived early, he looked at her carefully, and his head was overcome with a sly look, wearing a ruby double ruby full of gold. Under the color distribution of Qiu Luo big sleeve shirt and Baidie embroidered skirt, the outer hood of the scorpion pattern of red crepe enamel, she is a Peugeot, such a dress, the color is bright and shining.


I don't know what the two of them said, he smiled and curled up, diluting the sharpness in his eyes, and he looked obedient.


Song Hui smiled gently in his eyes, his eyes were like seeing his own sister, Song Ruwei, also dazed as he spoke. When I looked up, I saw Wei Wei and Song Hui coming from the door. The smile in his eyes was extremely deep and three-pointed, giving people the feeling of the spring breeze and their eyes becoming focused. Until Wei Wei came forward, she said: "Auntie is coming."


At that moment, the beautiful young man became a handsome and straight man, wide-bodied, gentle and elegant, and his voice was as good as the flowing water as he spoke. As for the years, he sat in the carriage, gently rubbed his face, and smiled and said helplessly that he was "a very delicate bag".


Wei Wei nodded, "Did brother Song Hui wait for a long time? I don't know if you're here, so I've been grinding for a while, aren't you angry?"


Song Hui smiled and shook his head. How could he give birth to his anger? He never let go of his anger. Seeing the sky is not morning, dusk is four, the road must be very crowded, and it is said to some people: "Down early."


So Wei Wei and Wei Zheng boarded the carriage, Song Hui and Chang Hong rode outside the carriage, and the group went to the most crowded Western City in Shengjing City.


When Wei Wei arrived, the road was filled with water and shoulders.


At first, Bibi was worried that the night was too cold, and she added a piece of clothing, it seemed like she was thinking too much, so her lively atmosphere was not too cold. He removed the squirrel robe in the car, revealing a small ice-white shirt with a white shirt and a pair of skirts with honey and a silk skirt at the waist. Don't live to see his eyes.


After getting off the carriage, Wei Zheng proposed: "Let's go to the lantern festival first? You can also guess the riddle, how interesting it is."


Song Hui was beheaded, admittedly. He looked at Wei Wei, "Where does Auntie want to go?"


Wei Wei lowered her head and smiled, "I listened to Brother Song Hui."


Song Hui's eyes were much softer, under these thousands of lanterns, the gentleness in his eyes was almost overflowing. "Then we'll go to the lantern festival first. After watching the lantern festival, we'll take you to the puppet show and the lantern."


Wei Wei said yes, walking with him in front.


Chang Hong and Wei Zheng followed behind them, Chang Hong looked at Song Hui's head with a smoldering gaze, and he did not stare his head out of the hole. In the end, I licked my lower lip and turned to look at the street selling fried yuan scorpions. Then I went to buy a small bag and made Wei Wei in front of me: "Auntie, you feel this."


Wei Wei took the past and stuffed it into her mouth with a bamboo stick. The lanterns were fried in golden crisp, and the outside was wrapped in a white sugar layer. Inside is stuffed with red beans. Hot red beans are sweet and hot. He was the first time he had seen food like this, and his brows complained: "It's very hot."


Chang Hong heard those words, his face stunned. He bought it for her when he bought it. He hadn't felt it before, and he didn't know what to do. Right now, he heard her say hot, and quickly grabbed her mouth, "You spit it out, don't eat it."


When the road spat on unjust things, Wei Wei still insisted on swallowing even though she felt hot. He licked his mouth and tore his eyes out, "My tongue will burn."


As a result, Chang Hong was even more depressed, and even with the bomb pack, it was nowhere to be seen. He wanted to see Wei Wei's tongue, Wei Wei did not let him see, the two talked about the matter, but it was Song Hui who was put aside.


*


Passing through the stone arch bridge, the reverse side is the lantern festival.


Standing on the bridge, the entire street was a bright flower, spreading all the way to the end of the road, like a galaxy. The stars in the sky were scattered on the ground, and they were reflected in the eyes of the people. The lanterns are red, pink, yellow, and white, as well as rabbit lights, lotus lights, octagonal lights, fish jump dragon lights, etc., which is mesmerizing. There were all kinds of puzzles written on the lantern. If anyone guessed it, he would report the answer in front of him. He thought there was a gift. Each lantern was surrounded by many people. Everyone thinks they are interested and interested.


Wei Zheng also wanted to guess the riddle, he wanted to call Song Hui along. Song Hui looked at Wei Wei, who was standing next to the fried Yuanxiao. He shook his head and said, "Let's go, we wait here." Suddenly saying: "I let Du Yu follow you, there are too many people inside. You don't want to go far. "


Du Yu was his servant, and he followed him for three or four years.


Wei Zheng played the drumsticks and he wanted what Du Yu did? She didn't want to go with Du Yu, she wanted to go with him.


Nai Songhui did not understand his style, he said that he would not want to, so he did not get angry, and reluctantly followed them.


Wei Wei fed the last fried yuan to Chang Hong, turned to meet Wei Zheng, and asked puzzledly: "Why don't you guess the riddle?"


Wei Zheng did not look at him, and his tone was cold: "I don't want to leave."


He shouted "oh" and pointed forward: "Let's go to the puppet show and shadow game. I just saw it, and there was an illusion and a flying knife. I don't know if it looks good? Do you want to go?" ?? The last sentence was to ask Chang Hong and Song Hui.


Chang Hong naturally had no opinion. He listened. As long as he wanted to see her, he would definitely stay with her. Song Hui was also the same, just a little: "Let's go."


Wei Zheng licked his lips and was even more unhappy.


Why did she say that guessing the puzzle did not go away, Wei Yiyi said that she would see the puppet show, they all passed? He calmly followed behind the three, watched Wei Wei's back, his eyes gradually fading, and immediately disappeared.


The place Wei Wei said was more lively than a puzzle, crowded, and filled with people watching the fun. Especially in the performance illusion, there were three layers on the three outer floors, and the crowd was not crowded. Wei Wei slightly regretted: "I don't see any major changes."


Song Hui proposed to go to the opposite restaurant to watch, he shook his head, watching these things was lively, but did not go upstairs to go upstairs. But it doesn't matter, except for the illusion, there are other things to look at. I was going to take Chang Hong to look at the flames on the opposite side, suddenly I saw two stilts in the back, and people towering to the clouds coming here.


Those who waved their sleeves and walked slowly, clearly swayed and swayed, but they were steady on the legs, and there were no horses.


One person even picked up another person and turned around, a long sorghum swept over and the passersby retreated. The streets were so busy that they were more chaotic, and people were crowded and chaotic.


Wei Wei was pushed forward by the crowd and took two steps. He turned his head and saw that he had separated from Chang Hong and Song Hui. He was preparing to return, not knowing who was hit from behind, just hitting the back of someone.


When the man turned around, he looked back, revealing a long and smooth neck and a gentle face. The other party slightly stagnated, looked at his face and forgot to walk.


Chang Hong and Song Hui had found their positions and were coming here.


The man he hit did not move, and the crowd surrounded him, making him continue to approach him. In the end, he was almost half of himself, the arm on the wall behind him, lowered his eyes, gritted his teeth, "Wei Wei?"


He looked back in amazement, greeted his vision, and saw the colorful lights on the street, finally seeing his face.