Chapter 35: Come back home (1/2)

As soon as Zhong Ziqi's words fell, an extremely sharp gaze shot at him, Zhao Zhengan's expressionless face: ”Heli? Don't even think about it. Since we are married, it is impossible to separate again. You are my Zhao Zhengan's person. Death is my Zhao Zhengan’s ghost, I will not let you go.”

Zhao Zhengan's words were harsh and unpleasant, but Zhong Ziqi still laughed muffledly, feeling that the stuff in her heart also fell: ”Are you stupid? Didn't you listen to me carefully?”

”What's the matter?” Zhao Zhengan was puzzled by Zhong Ziqi's smile. How did he feel that the direction of this matter was a little weird?

Zhong Ziqi couldn't restrain the smile on her lips: ”I mean, if you don't want to be with me, then we will get together.”

Zhao Zhengan's eyes lit up: ”You mean you are willing to live with me? Be my husband?”

Zhong Ziqi ”...” Why can't this person always catch the center of his speech? And suddenly there was a feeling of lifting a rock and hitting one's own feet. The ancients really hated them. They should not be direct when they should be direct, and they are not euphemistic at all when they should be euphemistic.

Zhao Zhengan didn't wait for Zhong Ziqi's answer. For him, it didn't matter whether the answer was or not. He wouldn't let him escape. He smiled slightly. He believed that the days to come, the better.

During the period of illness, Huang A-ma and Zhao A-ma came to look at them at intervals of three and five. Seeing that Zhao Zhengan had completely recovered, they were surprised and restrained. After all, they are not familiar with such Zhao Zhengan, but they are still Zhong Ziqi. Happy, so he doesn't have to be so tired. At a young age, those spinning like tops every day are also full of sadness.

Zhao Zhengan stayed in the hospital for another three days and then went home. Before leaving, Zhong Ziqi grabbed a large packet of medicine, and the five taels of silver he carried with him was almost spent.

But what worries him is Zhao Zhengan’s headache, which can now be 100% confirmed as a sequelae. He is better after taking the old doctor’s medicine, but his attack time is uncertain, and he has to suffer several times a day, and what is the pain. Zhong Ziqi didn't know the extent, because Zhao Zhengan never said it. He always carried it alone, acting very relaxed. This alone made him very distressed, but he was helpless.

When returning home, Zhong Ziqi hired a carriage, and when she passed through the crowd, she was stopped by someone. Zhong Ziqi looked back on the carriage and found that she didn't know him, but he was a little familiar.

Three or four men came over in the distance, and one of them said: ”Little boss, you are not in business? We are all waiting!”

”That's right, we are greedy to death, when will you come back?”

It turns out that these people are regular customers at Zhong Ziqi’s booth and are also loyal Mifensi, but Zhong Ziqi suddenly disappeared one day, and disappeared for seven or eight days. Many of them are guessing what happened, whether they were robbed by the house or by whom. Threatened.

Does anyone passing by know Zhong Ziqi? Hearing a few people’s conversations, they opened their eyes and listened with ears upright. They thought to themselves that this was the legendary little boss, and he was really small, and they were anxious to know when. Open a stall.

Zhong Ziqi looked at everyone in surprise. He didn't expect so many people to look forward to him. He was very happy: ”I'm sorry everyone, something happened these days, so I can't set up the stall as usual. Everyone will wait for a few days. I will be back.”

The well-informed person immediately knew what he was talking about.

”That's fine, we are waiting for you!”

”I won't let everyone down.” Zhong Ziqi said in a loud voice.

Going home with Zhao Zhengan all the way back home, as soon as he opened the door, Da Hei and Xiao Hei rushed over to surround Zhao Zhengan and wag his tail, smelling and licking, because Zhao Zhengan usually waited on them, and they knew who kissed them.

”Hungry?” Zhao Zhengan asked with a smile. He missed them a lot, just like his own children.