The arrival of the dog gave Zhang Wei a little comfort. It seemed that Yang Zhiyong knew his intention and had long seen that he was interested in cultivating a dog, but actually sent someone to him directly. For a moment, Zhang Wei was a little hesitant. Will he still cultivate a dog?

He shook his head helplessly. At least he had more emotional foundation than others, and he didn't want to do anything unfavorable to the Yang family. As long as he used it, he didn't have to think about so much about other things.

Especially not doing well yet, we can’t form cliques and make up for the top of the country at this time. What we need most now is to work harder, not to beware of this and that. To be honest, even if we have to beware of it, others will beware of it, because he is the outsider.

Zhang did not arrange for Gou'er to follow him afterwards, and sent someone to take him to the island first, and returned to the study and opened the letter.

"Haha" couldn't help laughing out loud, thinking to myself: This arrogant little guy, likes it if you like it, wants it if you want it, and is so tactful?

Zhang Wei was overjoyed after reading the beginning. Looking down, the whole letter was filled with Shi Qing's little arrogance. The poems followed were filled with some resentment. The sentimentality of the little daughter was vividly displayed on the paper. When I savored it carefully, my heart skipped a beat: Did anyone discover the incident of Adelaide?

Then he shook his head and denied this conjecture. Even the people on the island didn't know what happened to him and Adelaide. Besides, if he really discovered that with her arrogant personality, how could he write a letter to question him?

After savoring it, Zhang didn't find the feeling. It felt like he was back in middle school. It was the purest time for the relationship. The girls were sentimental and loved to think randomly the most. This was the way of their little daughter.

Zhang Wei let out a sigh, took out the paper and pen with a smile, frowned and pondered for a moment, and then picked up the pen to express his feelings directly: Zhuihua Zhuiwen Novel Network

"Mrs. I'm fine. I've been separated for only more than a few months. It seems like I've suffered a long time since I was a life without you. The days without you are so boring and unpopular. Recently, I have been dreaming about you, and you are all in my dreams."

Zhang started flirting with him before he came up, and he nodded with satisfaction, and continued to write:

"I have wanted to write to you several times, but I feel like I have thousands of words in my heart that I want to tell you, but every time I pick up the pen, I don't know where to start.

Whenever I think of you, the past between us is still in front of me, and your every frown and smile is engraved in my heart. Even if I eat together, I feel particularly sweet!

I don’t know if you will dream of me, if you will think of me, if you will smile as you think of me..."

Zhang Wei wrote more and more numb. He wrote three pages of letter paper. If he had been a writer in his previous life, he would have been a big shot who could make ten thousand updates every day.

I remembered Shiqing again that she wanted to watch him write poetry. After pondering for a long time, her eyes finally lit up. Now I am writing a letter. When Daoshi Qing received it, it was almost the Chinese Valentine's Day, so let's write about this topic!

Thinking of the Chinese Valentine's Day, Zhang Wei couldn't help but think of a famous piece that had passed down through the ages in his previous life. He sincerely thanked him for nine years of compulsory education, dipped it in ink, followed the brush, and gestured a few times before writing:

"I am very happy to receive your letter again today. I think that I am about to beg for a good job, but you and I are like Cowherd and Weaver Girls, and I can't help but be poetic again. So I wrote a poem and a poem, and asked my wife to help me correct it!

There are so many words, not enough to explain in detail,

The mountains and seas are separated by words,

Looking up at the stars, the Milky Way,

The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are also blocked,

Two people are in love, but I wish they will last forever.

Day and night, thinking about it is like crazy,

Enjoy the future, look back on the past,

My heart feels something and turns it into a poem.”

Fortunately, there is no metric requirement for Yuefu poetry. This part is what Zhang Wei thought about and pieced together. If someone who doesn’t understand it, he will think it’s amazing at first glance.

Finally, it’s the meat show, which is also a masterpiece that collects nine years of compulsory education!

"The Fairy of Magpie Bridge·The Fragrance of the Clouds

The clouds are playing tricks, the flying stars are circulating, and the silver man is experiencing darkness.

Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world.

Tenderness is like water, good time is like a dream, I am willing to look at the road back from the magpie bridge.

If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they stay day and night?"

This poem is called the first Chinese Valentine's Day. It is a big deal to use it to coax Shiqing. However, he never thought that he would be a copycat and use it to coax his wife to be the best.

Zhang Wei arranged the whole six pieces of paper in turn, gave a thumbs up for his talent for picking up girls and compulsory education, dried it and put it into the envelope written, and handed it to his subordinates who were on standby outside the study, and told him to let the transport ship send the letter back tomorrow.

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It was not the first time Wang Yaomiao came to Yang's mansion, but today it was the first time he saw Wen Qing. Today, Shi Qing was not in the mansion, but went to coordinate the purchase of supplies at home, so her sister Wen Qing came out to entertain her sister.

After the two of them sat down, Wang Yaomiao said first: "I often heard Shiqing mention her sister and said that she was a girl named Hong. She was good at cooking. When she saw her today, she realized that she looked so cute, no less than Shiqing."

Wang Yaomiao looked at Wen Qing. Seeing her weak willow and helpless temperament, her voice was soft when she was greeting her just now, which made people feel very comfortable to listen to, and she couldn't help but praise her.

Wen Qingruo rudely replied: "I dare not be Sister Wang praised this way. I have heard my sister mention you. Every time I say that she is a talented woman with all kinds of poetry, songs and essays, and she is free and easy. Let me learn more from you!"

Wen Qing was also looking at the other person. Seeing that the other person was handsome and generous, he had a free and easy temperament and attracted attention. When he heard the other person’s praise, he naturally responded politely, but it was also sincere.

"What do my sister do at home? If she is free, she can walk around more in the future. I am fine at home and I am just right for her company!" Wang Yaomiao likes Wen Qing's temperament very much. It is different from her sister's arrogance. She is so gentle that she can't help but feel close to her.

Wen Qing said excitedly: "That's the best. I usually make some girls and pastries at home to pass the time. My sister was fine when she was there. Recently, the business at home is quite busy. My sister is busier than before. No one tastes the pastries I made!"

He covered his mouth and smiled, and continued, "Sister Wang came here unfortunately. Today, my sister went out to deal with business matters again. If you have something to do, I will send someone to call her."

Wang Yaomiao waved his hand and said, "Sister, don't have to. I was bored in the clan a few days ago. I just returned to Fengcheng recently and came to talk to her. I haven't seen her for a while. Second, I saw that I was begging for good luck. This is the annual festival for our daughters, so I organized a literary meeting and wanted to invite her together!"

"I happened to meet my sister today. Then you sisters come together and we will worship the Weaver Girl. You are good at Nu Hong, and you can also participate in the best of the talents of the university." After a pause, he added hesitantly: "Tell Shi Qing that only the students and teachers of the university this time have never been called those dandy."

Wen Qing was slightly unhappy. She knew a little about this. The last time her sister and brother-in-law were nodded in a silence because of Wenhui: "Don't worry, Sister Wang, I will definitely convey this when I come back."

"Then I won't bother you much. My sister must come then!" Wang Yaomiao took out two posts and put them on the table, then stood up and wanted to say goodbye.

"Sister, wait a moment!" Wen Qing raised her hand to stop Wang Yaomiao, left a calm look, turned around and picked up a basket of pastries before returning, saying, "Sister, don't be disgusted, this is a pastry I made by myself. Usually only my sister and parents have eaten it, and I don't know how it is made. I also ask my sister to help me try it too!"

This is how the friendship between women sometimes begins. You give each other some small gifts, make me some pastries, I give you a try, and when you come and go, you get a handkerchief.

The handkerchief here does not refer to handkerchiefs or sweat towels, but to gifts, small gifts exchanged between women. Since the gifts are small or light, it is like a handkerchief that women often carry with them, it is also called handkerchiefs.

Usually, Wen Qing has no friends of the same age except her sister. When she met Wang Yaomiao today, she developed a desire to date, so she took out the pastry she made for her sister. She also wanted to have some contact with Wang Yaomiao in the future.

"Thank you, sister. This pastry looks delicate and smooth, it must be delicious. I will teach me if I have time!" Understanding that Wen Qing wanted to interact with her, Wang Yaomiao accepted it happily and took off a piece of the rose on her body as a gift: "This is the one I have just called. I will give it to my sister. Don't think I'm stupid."

The two girls held their hands together and became their new best friends.

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Shi Qing's reply to the letter is deep and resentful,

Write poems and flirt with the wife;

The Chinese Valentine's Day Ceremony invites sisters,

You must come to your door with a wonderful host.
Chapter completed!