She didn't want to repeat the old ways and get hurt again.

She didn't know if she could bear another betrayal, especially from Fu Yingshao, the person she had always been closest to and most trusted!

"You...... Why worry about this? Fu Yingshao looked at her and instantly understood what she was worried about.

He chuckled, holding her hand and wrapping his arms around her waist instead, tilting his head slightly to stare into her eyes.

"What are you afraid of? The person to be afraid of is obviously me, but I don't think the same as you, since you have agreed to be with me, if you change your mind and fall in love with someone else in the future-"

"What will happen to you?"

"I'll let that man die without a place to be buried!"

Leng Qingzhu: "......"

"Take care of it, these blisters, don't say it's good, even if you want to go to the ground, it will take three or four days, oh, by the way, I'm going to go to my aunt's house for dinner in a while, what do you say, otherwise let my dad and Uncle Fu take turns carrying you over?"

She looked at the man's long legs, and seemed to smile: "These two legs will touch the ground, right?" ”

After all, whether it is Fu Zhenguo or Leng Hongyi, the two of them are not as tall as Fu Yingshao.

Moreover, let the two of them go to the back street to eat on their backs, and Boss Fu doesn't have to ask for face.

Fu Yingshao: "...... Actually, I ......"

"Don't say it, no, I don't want to hear it." Leng Qingzhu raised his hand to stop: "Don't let me doubt your IQ, I don't want to doubt my vision!" ”

Boss Fu was stabbed three times in the chest, collapsed on the kang, and suddenly didn't want to move.

Leng Qingzhu pushed open the door of the east house, and there were four pairs of bright eyes.

Speaking of which, there is no need to hide it.

A few minutes later, Fu Yingshao sat on the east kang in slippers and looked at Leng Qingzhu's face cautiously.

Leng Qingzhu sat on the stool with a cup of hot water, she finally knew that the feeling of being sold before was not an illusion, her parents let her take Fu Yingshao to hunt in the mountains, and they discussed the engagement at home.

Several elders looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start for a while.

It was still Mrs. Leng who broke the calm and took the lead in speaking: "So, Qingzhu, what do you think yourself?" If you feel that you are in too much of a hurry to get engaged before the year, you can also discuss it. ”

Mrs. Leng tried to save it, as soon as she heard Fu Zhenguo say that she was going to get engaged before the year, she instantly felt that this granddaughter was not her own, and the little house sparrow had wings and was about to fly away.

"Auntie!" As soon as Fu Zhenguo heard Mrs. Leng say this, he became anxious, thinking that she was misleading Leng Qingzhu.

"I'm okay with that." Leng Qingzhu took a sip of water and looked at her grandmother who wanted to stop talking: "Engagement is not marriage, it's just a ceremony, if you really get married, can you put it on for a few more years!" ”

Mrs. Leng nodded: "That's right, that's right, the matter of marriage can be put aside for a few years, Qingzhu is too young now, only eighteen!" ”

"It's nineteen after the New Year!" Fu Yingshao was dying, in fact, only two or three years were there.

Mrs. Leng glanced at him, and he silently shut up.

Fu Zhenguo thought for a while and said: "That's the case, Qingzhu, I have also discussed with your grandmother and your parents, the marriage customs of this Bicheng and Lincheng are still different after all, we respect your wishes and follow your ideas." ”