Rebirth of the Three Kingdoms: Guan Ping's new biography

"Two years ago, I was still an average girl. How could I become so big in the blink of an eye? Novel rankings

"If you don't come out, you just won't come out." Guan Feng dug deeper into her arms and hugged her tighter.

After the city was broken, Guan Ping was injured all over his body and wandered around the gate of hell. Before he could take a breath, he was caught by Gao Shun and thrown into prison. Guan Feng had been worried enough all the way, and now he just wanted to hug his eyes tightly.

This man closed his eyes and enjoyed the reassuring breath on his body, regardless of it, and never let go.

"Sister, Hu'er wants to be hugged by his sister." Zhang Hu staggered to Guan Feng's side, pulling on her skirt and shaking her.

Guan Feng had no choice but to let go, slightly tidy up his messy hair, picked up Zhang Hu, gouged out an annoyed look, and walked to the front hall.[

The two grown men Zhang Liao and Guan Ping then followed. Zhang Liao smiled and said: "Dingguo, Feng'er is not just clinging to you."

Guan Ping shook his head and chuckled, nodded without comment, but the corner of his mouth could not hide the arc of happiness.

Out of etiquette, Guan Ping first visited Zhang Liao's mother. When the old man heard that the visitor was Guan Feng's brother, he was very enthusiastic. After chatting for a while, Zhang Liao's wife Liu invited everyone to eat.

At the banquet, Zhang Liao first helped his old mother to sit at the top, Zhang Liao's family of three sat on the left side, and Guan Ping and his sister sat on the right side.

Mrs. Zhang really liked Guan Feng, so she waved to Guan Feng and asked Guan Feng to move a small couch and sit next to her. She stretched out her skinny old hands and tremblingly put the best part into each bowl.

He stuffed it all into Guan Feng's bowl and kept urging her to eat it quickly.

Zhang Liao smiled sourly and said, "Mother, I have never seen you be so doting."

Madam Zhang grinned with few teeth left, her old eyes glared, and she cursed with a smile: "What, you little brat have any objections?"

Zhang Liao shook his head like a rattle and said hurriedly: "No, no, absolutely not."

While Mrs. Zhang was picking up the vegetables, she suddenly remembered something and said to Guan Ping, "That, Feng'er's brother."

Guan Ping didn't dare to slack off and hurriedly left the table and prostrated himself: "What advice does the old lady have?"

"Um, did your father make a marriage promise to Feng'er?" Mrs. Zhang asked with a smile, ignoring Guan Feng's angry eyes.

Guan Ping forgot about his sister and thought that she was already eighteen years old and at the age of marriage. However, a strange emotion surged in his heart, and he was extremely irritable. He finally suppressed it and said in a deep voice: "I don't know, but my father is not here."

If I haven’t mentioned it yet, I guess I don’t have it.”

Mrs. Zhang sighed and said angrily: "Young girls should get married, but your mother doesn't care about her daughter. She doesn't care about such a big thing."

Guan Ping glanced at his sister sitting next to the old lady, and saw that her slender eyebrows were tightly knitted together, while her white teeth were biting her thin lips, looking a little aggrieved.

Guan Ping thought that the reason for his sister's unhappiness was that her mother, Mrs. Hu, was not good to her, so he patted his chest and said seriously: "Feng'er's affairs are all under my control. I have the final say in her marriage."

Mrs. Zhang asked doubtfully: "Are you really in charge?"

"I am his brother, why can't I do it?" Guan Ping confirmed, but the strange feelings in his heart were tumbling even more fiercely, and the taste seemed to be a bit sour.

Seeing Guan Ping's affirmative answer, Mrs. Zhang happily said to Guan Feng: "Feng'er, tomorrow, I will go to the wealthy families in the city who have young men of marriageable age to find out the news, so that I can find a suitable husband for you as soon as possible.

It’s not okay for a girl to have no one to hurt her.”

"I won't go." Guan Feng lowered his head, but his answer was extremely firm, and he glanced at Guan Ping from the corner of his eyes.[

"Silly girl, you are still shy." Mrs. Zhang grinned. She ignored Guan Feng's opinion and said to her son: "Liao'er, please be more careful in this regard."

Zhang Liao looked at Guan Ping meaningfully, smiled narrowly, and said with a hint of ridicule: "Okay, there are many young talents in Xiaopei City, they are definitely worthy of Feng'er."

Among them, Guan Ping has always been frowning, gritting his teeth, and the expression on his face is indescribably complicated and entangled.

Unexpectedly, Guan Feng, who had always been docile and well-behaved, snorted coldly and suddenly put his chopsticks on the table. With a gloomy face, he stood up without saying a word and went to his room, leaving everyone looking at each other.

Guan Ping secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little happy but also a little disappointed. At that moment, he lowered his head to eat and said nothing.