If the reminder fails, you will be teased

Chapter 36

"...Give it to me?" Luo Wangshu let out all the anger that had been pent up before.

Qiao Wei directly grabbed one of his wrists and pulled it over, turned his palms, and put all the small handful of watermelon kernels into his hand: "Respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue, even those who have graduated from primary school need to be taken care of."

The "thank you" that was about to be blurted out suddenly stuck in his throat, Luo Wangshu blinked twice quickly from choking, tilted his neck rudely, poured all the melon seeds that had just arrived in his hand into his mouth, chewed and swallowed After sitting down, he bent his eyes, looked at Qiao Wei with a smile and said, "Thank you, Uncle Qiao."

"You're welcome." Qiao Wei accepted it calmly with a smile.

The two sat face to face on the edge of the fishing platform, looking at each other.

Qiao Wei smiled like a spring breeze, and Luo Wangshu smiled as if he wanted to carve 99 lines of old people on Qiao Wei's face with his eyes.

"Sorry for the long wait!" The man trotted over with an empty bucket, and laughed loudly at them from a few meters away.

"This is the blueberry juice made by my girlfriend. It's free of additives. It's quite full. Let me give you a taste." The man stopped beside them, put the oversized portable kettle in his hand on the ground, and continued He sat down and put the bucket in front of his legs.

"Thank you." Luo Wangshu didn't expect that the other party would bring something else. "Which yard do you live in? We'll give you the kettle when we get back."

"The one on the far left in the first row." The man cheerfully gestured to him with his hand, and said boldly. "You don't need to send it back, you can take this kettle too."

As soon as the words fell, he thought of something again, and hurriedly continued to explain: "This kettle is not worth a lot of money. Our unit distributes it every year, and there are a dozen of them piled up at home. I just found it out of the cabinet before coming here today. We Pour it into a cup if you drink it yourself, so feel free to use it!"

Seeing that he persisted, Luo Wangshu couldn't refuse, so he smiled and thanked him.

He was afraid that the other party would be embarrassed to do it himself, so he turned his head to look at the prawn which was moving back and forth with a pair of pliers in the bucket, hesitated for a moment, and raised his hand to reach in.

Before Luo Wangshu could touch the edge of the bucket, his fingertips were suddenly pressed down by Qiao Wei.

"Have you taken the shrimp?" Qiao Wei pressed his hand back, as if he was going to do it for him.

"I've eaten." Luo Wangshu didn't blink when he spoke. "I also learned how to cook shrimp with my dad."

"Live?" Qiao Wei picked up a shrimp, threw it into the empty bucket brought by the man, and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Luo Wangshu looked up.

The live prawns were processed by Luo's father in advance, and by the time he used them as ingredients for cooking, they would have died a long time ago.

With Qiao Wei's actions, the man stopped embarrassingly, and stopped him with a smile: "No need, you just wiped your hands, so don't get any more fishy."

"It's okay." Qiao Wei smiled with downcast eyes. "Hurry up, two."

If he really stopped, the man would be embarrassed to take so much, Luo Wangshu would definitely insist on giving him half, and if the little guy couldn't help himself and was caught and hurt by the shrimp claws, then he would lose more than he gained.

Luo Wangshu took out the wet tissues from the bag when the two were picking up the shrimp, and when they stopped, he took out the tissues and handed them one by one.

"Thank you so much." The man thanked him again before leaving, and said with a wry smile. "My girlfriend likes to eat shrimp very much. This time I came to the farmhouse because the city forum said that the shrimp here is delicious, but I really can't catch them. It is too expensive to buy them."

"Small thing, thank you for the blueberry juice too."

Luo Wangshu watched him leave with a smile, and as soon as he looked back, he saw Qiao Wei lowering his head, pinching a few sticks of dogtail grass pulled from the surroundings with his fingertips, and flipping his fingers deftly.

Luo Wangshu moved closer to him curiously, but before he could see what he was making up, Qiao Wei suddenly put a bunch of things in his hand on top of his head.

Luo Wangshu stretched out his hand to touch it, and put it in his palm to see that it was a lively little rabbit.

She has short calves, her round head is a bit big, and her pair of ears are purposely elongated, hanging down softly, which is a bit naive and cute.

Luo Wangshu squinted his eyes to identify it carefully, afraid that he might be wrong, he couldn't help laughing, his eyes were bent into a nice shape, and he said cheerfully, "Why do you still have the heart to do this?"

"No?" Qiao Wei also smiled, he didn't look up, and he didn't stop when Luo Wangshu was playing with the rabbit back and forth.

"No, no." Luo Wangshu pinched the rabbit's ears, still smiling. "Weaving things with dog's tail grass was still a favorite of girls in elementary school, and now children seldom do this."

Qiao Wei glanced at the rabbit ears he kept pinching and playing with, threw the half-woven thing into the water, picked out two stalks of dogtail grass with the same length and thickness, and stacked them in opposite directions. Weaved together, chuckled a few times: "Do you want to use girls to laugh at me, or do you want to use children?"

"How can it be?" Luo Wangshu was reminded by him, and immediately remembered the girl Xin Qiaozhen in the hospital who needed to be accompanied because of illness and depression, and couldn't help laughing twice before continuing. "Let me think about it. You are seven years older than me. You were 13 years old when I was in primary school. Are you in the second year of junior high school?"

Qiao Wei could roughly guess what the little guy was trying to say. His eyes were lowered, his eyes covered by eyelashes were extremely soft, mixed with a bit of obvious tolerance and pampering.

"Time flies." Luo Wangshu imitated Qiao Wei's tone of expressing his own aging, and sighed. "Fourteen years have passed in a flash. The students in the primary school have changed from batch to batch. The dogtail grass in the garden has grown year after year. It is a pity that you have only now realized that weaving things with small grass with a belated childlike innocence. What fun."

He silently replaced "childlike innocence" with "girlish innocence" in his heart.

Qiao Wei was amused by his tone, and couldn't help raising his eyelids to look at him, and kept moving his hands, deliberately teasing him: "Do you know that what happens now is considered a god's development?"

Uncle Qiao learned the word "divine development" from Luo Wangshu a few days ago.

"You suddenly turned into a primary school student with double ponytails." Luo Wangshu rarely had the upper hand in speaking, his eyes were a degree brighter than usual, the corners of his eyes were curved cunningly and smartly, and Qiao Wei felt itchy in his heart.

"It was you who fell into the water at this time." After inserting the last piece of straw through the gap in the weaving and fixing it, Qiao Wei leaned forward towards him and reached out to grab his left hand.

His movements were not fast or aggressive, but Luo Wangshu was defenseless at the moment, and when he contacted what Qiao Wei just said, his heart jumped suddenly, thinking that he was going to pull himself into the water, his body Instinctively, he wanted to struggle hard into the fishing platform, wanting to stay away from the water.

Before he could really use his strength, the fingers of his left hand were suddenly covered with a ring-shaped thing, and the back of his hand was poked a little itchy by something soft and fluffy.

"I won't pull you, don't move." Qiao Wei was afraid that he would fall backward with too much force, and still held his fingertips, and then slowly relaxed after confirming that Luo Wangshu's body was no longer tense due to muscle accumulation. open his hand.

Luo Wangshu looked down and saw that his middle finger was covered with a small ring made of dog's tail grass. In the middle of the ring stood two soft dog's tail grass, hanging down like rabbit ears, with the ends gently touched his hand.

Luo Wangshu: "..."

"Do you like it?" Qiao Wei took his hand again, and gently rubbed the back of his finger with his fingertips. The curvature of the corner of his mouth was particularly comforting against the twilight. "The last time you proposed to me with a rose, I thought about giving you a ring."

"Are all the proposal rings in your family made of straw?" There were too many slots at the moment, Luo Wangshu blinked, and started from the nearest one. "Shouldn't normal people go and buy a diamond ring from a jewelry store?"

"This is just a mark I made temporarily." Qiao Wei looked at the rabbit ear ring on his middle finger and smiled lightly. "Besides, diamonds are divided into grades and grades, and they are distributed through roadside jewelry stores..." He didn't continue, and turned to another sentence. "When I formally proposed, how could I use the common gemstones on the market. Your wedding ring must be unique."

Luo Wangshu: "..."

Which one should he complain about first?

"... If those diamonds are too ordinary for you, please give me a dozen every day." Luo Wangshu knew that this person was also a celebrity who was at the top of the list of writers, but the other party said diamonds like street people The attitude of the Chinese cabbage that can be seen everywhere... made him suddenly feel a hatred of the rich.

Qiao Wei put it away as soon as he saw it, let go of his hand in a timely manner, and looked straight into his eyes: "I am extremely happy."

Luo Wangshu looked down at the rabbit ear ring on his hand, twitched the corner of his mouth, took the ring off his middle finger, pinched it on his fingertips and said, "The way you gave the ring, why did your girlfriend agree to your proposal?"

After speaking, Luo Wangshu glanced at Qiao Wei's smiling face, and immediately understood.

It must be tempted by beauty!This color-controlled world!

"Girlfriend?" Qiao Wei raised an eyebrow. "Who told you that I have a girlfriend?"

"Ah?" Luo Wangshu blinked. "As you said just now, when those people are around."

Qiao Wei emphasized: "It's a marriage partner."

Luo Wangshu: "..."

Do you mind talking about it?

"Okay." Luo Wangshu compromised and changed his words. "It's the fiancee."

Qiao Wei narrowed his eyes and said with a meaningful smile, "Remember the title you said today."

When you are called by him in the future, don't open your mouth to bite someone angrily.

"Shouldn't the ring be worn on the ring finger of the left hand when proposing marriage?" Luo Wangshu put the rabbit ear ring in his hand on the ring finger.

It is not as docile as wearing it on the middle finger, it is a bit loose.

He took off the ring and continued: "During the graduation season last year, a senior in our school proposed to a senior sister. After putting on the ring, he even kissed his hand."

"You mean," Qiao Wei smiled and stretched out his hand, gently holding his fingertips. "Want me to kiss your fingers?"

Luo Wangshu raised his other hand, and slapped Qiao Wei's hand off unceremoniously: "I mean, your proposal is different from others."

Qiao Wei was slapped by him, and he was stunned for a moment, then a light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Luo Wangshu who was able to hit him naturally, and took his hand back: "The ring finger means married, and the middle finger means engaged." How can you be considered married without a formal wedding and legal procedures, and this is also a respect for the proposed party."

He paused and said with a smile: "Proposal rings, engagement rings, wedding rings, and anniversary rings every year after marriage. You see, you can still receive so many rings, aren't you looking forward to it?"

Luo Wangshu: "..."

It's none of his business, he just made fun of this man weaving grass, and there's no end to it.

"As for the hand kiss," Qiao Wei continued to explain. "It is the etiquette that Western men ask married women to perform. It has been handed down here, but it has been given a new meaning by Easterners."

Luo Wangshu was taken aback when he heard this, but he didn't understand this before.

"If you want to do something when the marriage proposal is successful," Qiao Wei leaned forward, pinched his chin lightly, lowered his eyelashes, his eyes moved slowly across his face, and finally stayed on the soft and moist lips superior. "Where do you think the kiss should be?"