Happy Marriage

An Sheng was still a little confused, and he didn't relax for a while: "Sister, don't scare me."

An Ran reached out and touched the top of An Sheng's head: "What are you doing to scare you? Ever since my sister got married to the Meng family, life has been better, but I can't sleep well at night, worrying that you are at home alone, being bullied by the Xue family, and thinking about it all the time. I can find a good family for you, so that you can get out of the sea of ​​misery, and my sister will have no worries.

Hetian's temper is a little straightforward, and he seems to be ignorant, a typical playboy. However, he did not oppress the good and the good, and he did not do evil, bullying men and women, being loyal to others, forthright and fair, and quite prestigious in Beijing.

Your sister also understands your temper, so after thinking about it, I think Hetian is the perfect match for you. The two of us, sisters, can often meet each other and help each other out. It is always better than letting the Xue family do bad things for you. I don't know how to find a family that doesn't know how to sell it. Do you say yes or no? "

What An Ran said was very reasonable. According to his current situation, Guan Hetian is the best and most suitable for his family. If he refuses, he is ignorant.

However, An Sheng always felt that there was something awkward, as if Zhang Guan and Li Dai had fastened the wrong button.

Her heart was a little sour, and it kept surging in her heart, and then it swelled more and more.

She shook her head: "Sister, I'm not suitable for Big Brother Guan."

"Why isn't it suitable? Don't you get along very well?" An Ran asked suspiciously.

"I just think that Brother Guan is just like you. He is my relative and friend, but he is the only one who shouldn't be my husband."

An Ran smiled relievedly: "Silly boy, didn't you and I, Brother Meng, have the same relationship back then, but only met a few times when we were young? To put it nicely, it's called a childhood sweetheart, but what's the difference between being a stranger? It's not the same now. Love? Getting married, the relationship is not important, the important thing is the character, as long as you can get along, the relationship can be slowly cultivated."

"no."

An Sheng was impulsive and blurted out: "Marriage should be to stay with the person you like for a lifetime, not to be the right one."

An Sheng's voice was not small, and even the three people who were changing cups turned their faces to look at the two sisters.

An Ran was slightly annoyed, and lowered her voice: "Where did you learn such a mess of fallacies? Marriage is a major event, that is, the orders of your parents, the words of a matchmaker, how can you let your temper be? You are still young, so you look at things superficially. , After getting married, the parents are short-lived and know how important marriage is to others.

Do you think that getting married is as simple as marrying someone you like? Not to mention other things, even if you marry someone you like, how is his family background? What is the character of the family? No matter how good the relationship is, it will be honed by these. When time passes, the relationship fades away, and the conflicts and disputes in the family will go beyond the relationship. You will regret it later! "

An Sheng stared and looked at An Ran solemnly: "My sister has only been married for a few months, so how come she has become so old-fashioned and has such emotions? Could it be that you were angry at the Meng family?"

An Ran snorted coldly, "We are talking about your marriage, don't interrupt!"

An Sheng pursed his lips: "I didn't interrupt."

"These words have been pondered by my sister for a long time. The opportunity is rare, it can be said to be a once-in-a-lifetime, An Sheng, you must seize it, and you must not lose it."

An Sheng lowered his head, still shaking his head firmly: "Sister, An Sheng knows that you are doing it for my own good, but when I think of marrying Big Brother Guan, I feel very awkward, and I don't know how I feel."

An Ran sighed softly: "What should be said, my sister has already said it, maybe you haven't turned the corner for a while. My sister will give you time to think about it. If you figure it out, tell your sister. The Guan family's side , my sister is vague and hasn't given an answer yet."

An Sheng gave a soft "um", and felt that An Ran's words were like pressing a heavy stone in her heart, making her a little bored and breathless.

She peeked at Guan Hetian, who was diligently persuading Leng Nanxian to drink, and his face was flushed. And Leng Nanxian, who rarely drinks alcohol on weekdays, is already a little drunk at this time, and Ruyu's complexion is flushed.

An Ran jokingly said, "Hetian was specially dressed up today, and he pretended to be gentle in front of you. After these few glasses of wine, he showed his true form."

An Sheng frowned and said in a long voice, "Sister!"

An Ran pursed her lips and smiled, then glanced at Leng Nanxian: "How is your master's family?"

An Sheng shook his head, leaned against the window, and attentively teased an ant on the windowsill: "I don't know."

"I don't know? Where is his hometown? Are your parents still alive? You should know that?"

An Sheng still shook his head: "I only know that the master's parents are no longer there, and the master only learned the medical skills for this reason. I don't dare to ask about the other, because the master is very fierce to me."

An Ran raised her eyebrows in surprise, "It's really rare that there are people who can stand up to you. That's fine. The two of you are about the same age. He is stricter and has the air of a master."

"It's like I'm so rebellious and disobedient to discipline."

An Sheng pouted, turned his face away, took off the hairpin on his head, and went to pick the ant that was dodging around in a hurry.

Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed by in front of him.

An Sheng couldn't help but be stunned, his eyes followed the figure and went up to the carriage outside the restaurant. The coachman wore a bamboo hat, lowered the brim of his hat, raised the whip in his hand, and immediately swept away the dust.

"Why is she?" An Sheng asked suspiciously.

"Who is it?" An Ran also looked downstairs on the street.

"My father brought back a woman from the south and carried my aunt, does my sister know about this?"

An Ran nodded: "I heard, I haven't had time to ask you yet. I'm afraid the Xue family is out of breath, right?"

"That's natural, how can her stomach be as small as a needle nose? It's been a long time ago at home. I heard from my father that she was the daughter of the master's mansion in which county. After reprimanding the Xue family several times, it seems that the status of the Xue family is also in jeopardy."

An Ran also gloated a little: "Good and evil are rewarded, this is Xue's retribution."

"Yeah," An Sheng replied: "I just saw it clearly. She walked out of the restaurant and got on the carriage outside the door. She said that she has no relatives in the capital. Who is she having dinner with?"

"Could it be that my father is also here?"

An Sheng shook his head suspiciously: "If my father was here, I should have gone back to the house with her just now. No, I have to go out and ask, don't there be any tricks? This Aunt Rou always feels wrong."

An Ran grabbed her and said, "Don't interfere with that aunt's affairs, just let her fight Xue's life to the death, and you just happen to be more peaceful."

An Sheng thought for a while: "That's what I said, that's all."

An Ran pointed out the window: "Look, thanks to you for not going out, isn't that Mr. Li, Minister of the Ministry of Housing? It must be my father having a drink with his colleagues. If you go out, you are afraid that you will be caught."

An Sheng stretched his neck and looked out: "Which one is?"

An Ran whispered, "It's the one who is wearing a sky blue brocade robe, with a slightly fat body and a mustache. I've seen him in my house."

An Sheng glanced at him, then retracted his neck, and muttered angrily: "Father is so old, how to do things is getting more and more absurd, how can you bring an auntie out on this occasion, and I'm not afraid of other people's jokes."

An Ran sighed leisurely: "It's not like you don't know what our father's temperament is. When he was infatuated with the Xue family, our mother's words could not save her heart."

"If I have the ability in the future and can support myself, I will not marry for the rest of my life, lest I end up broken and heartbroken like my mother." An Sheng said in a rage.

An Ran stretched out her finger and stabbed her forehead: "It's all nonsense. No wonder the old people say that girls can't let go, and let go is wild. Where can such a strange idea come from?"

An Sheng pursed his mouth: "I don't think women can marry. Once married, a mother-in-law like a sister will be nagging endlessly."

"You made fun of me!" An Ran looked at An Sheng angrily, and the two smiled at each other.

The three people in the room were already slightly drunk, and after opening it, they took one cup after another, just like drinking water until the cup was dry.

Guan Hetian soaks in the wine shop every day, which is a thousand cups of alcohol without getting drunk, and Meng Jinglun usually only eats a few cups occasionally, and his face turns red when he drinks, and An Ran is pregnant and needs to be taken care of. So drink less.

Guan Hetian frequently respects Leng Nanxian, one master at a time, with a condescension, and respects Leng Nanxian as an elder.

A scholar who is literate and slightly pedantic, a genius doctor who is like an idle cloud and a wild crane, a rude and unrestrained son of an aristocratic family who is keen to wander around the world, the three of them sit together, although there is not much in common, but they are intertwined. Nice to see each other.

Gradually, Leng Nanxian lost his strength to drink, and the sky was already dark outside. An Ran knew that An Sheng had many inconveniences, so he proposed that the future will be long, and today they dispersed.

An Sheng insisted on settling today's wine bill and rejected the kindness of An Ran and Guan Hetian, so Guan Hetian offered to send An Sheng back to his house.

Leng Nanxian stood beside An Sheng, his eyes were drunk and his body was shaky.

An Sheng refused: "No need, Brother Guan, there is a driver waiting outside, don't bother you anymore."

Guan Hetian graciously offered to send Leng Nanxian.

Leng Nanxian also refused: "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Guan. After I send An Sheng back to the mansion, I can go back to Yaolu by myself. I will have my own driver to take care of it. It's getting late, so let's go ahead."

An Sheng was worried that he would be drunk and uncomfortable, so he said goodbye to An Ran and others, got into the carriage first, and went straight back to Xia Mansion.

Leng Nanxian had a slight smell of alcohol on his body, which permeated the entire carriage, with a mellow smell of alcohol.

An Sheng felt that he was a little drunk after being smoked.