Jiang Nv is indescribable

Chapter 237 A Bowl of Bean Soup

"There is a folk saying that 'one year one hunger, six years one decline, 12 years one famine', which shows that disasters have occurred frequently since ancient times. The rise and fall of the world, it is the people who suffer; floods and droughts, it is the people who suffer—one vegetable, one Rice is hard to come by; 1.1 meters of millet is pungent. The most difficult thing in this world is the common people.”

After telling the people that it was not easy, Jiang Fosang suddenly turned a corner: "Fortunately, there are parents and officials like the husband who are willing to condescend and experience the hardships of farming. They can not only undress and push food, but also ask questions about diseases. How lucky are the people of Wuxiong. "

"Stop doing this." Xiao Yuandu raked his hair, but couldn't hold back after all, and still glanced over there, "To be honest, you are more suitable for this Wu Xiong Ling than I am."

As for him, it's all about rushing ducks to the shelves.It's like being forced into an inappropriate mold, words and deeds can't be casual, although I can handle it, it's a little bit reluctant.

Of course, there is also an element of anger with Jiang Nu, I don't want to lose to her, I don't want her to despise...Jiang Nu is different, Xiao Yuandu can see that she comes from the heart, she doesn't need anyone to teach at all.

Jiang Fosang was silent for a moment, then smiled: "My husband forgot, the concubine is a woman."

"So what about women, women can also—" Xiao Yuandu paused.

He thought of the women he met in Nanzhou.

It's just that Jiangnu is different from them after all, she was born as a noble girl, so many things should be dismissed.

However, recalling the comfort she felt when she was with the villagers, and the scene of helping her husband's family when she stayed in Lingshui Village overnight, it seems that there is no difference.

Ordinarily it shouldn't be...Xiao Yuandu fell into deep thought again.

The sky is getting darker and darker, the rain has no intention of stopping at all, and I don't know when it will continue to fall.

Jiang Fosang glanced outside, got up and put the scroll back to its original place, then found a scythe to light the lamp.

The lights were dim, Xiao Yuandu came back to his senses, and saw that she was about to leave.

Not knowing what to think, she opened her mouth and said, "That maid—"

Jiang Nu has been back for so long, so she should know about that maidservant, but she never mentions it.

Sure enough, her reaction was expected, without any surprise, let alone any other emotions.

"The concubine has already found out from Fang Po." Jiang Fosang lowered his head, with a bit of guilt in his tone, "It's the concubine's fault for not training people well."

Xiao Yuandu's eyes darkened slightly, "Then do you have any opinion on my disposal?"

After finding out that the four beautiful maidservants were directly sent to the government office from a Zhuangzi owned by Fan Guang, Xiao Yuandu ordered Xiutu to continue digging around the Zhuangzi, and finally found out that the Zhuangzi was transferred to the government office by the Tang family, a local rich family, at a low price. Fan Guang's.

How low is the price?low to almost negligible.

In other words, these four women should be regarded as members of the Tang family in the first place.I just don't know whether it was Tang who gave it to Fan Guang first, and Fan Guang borrowed flowers to present Buddha, or whether he came here for Xiao Yuandu from the beginning, and only borrowed Fan Guang's hand.

Xiao Yuandu even asked people to pack the four beautiful maidservants including Ningxiang and send them back to Tang's.

Tang Shi was probably a little confused by what he said.He wanted to see him but couldn't, so he had to ask someone to offer the money for the four maids.

It seems that these four people really have nothing to do with Tang Shi.

Jiang Fusang said: "My husband handled it very well, and I have no objection. But, if my husband is suspicious of Tang, why not put a long line to catch a big fish? No matter what the other party's plan is, after a long time, the tail will always be exposed... Send it back to the Tang Corporation directly, I'm afraid it will scare the snake."

People have climbed onto his couch, and they still cast long lines to catch big fish?
Xiao Yuandu sneered: "I don't have such good patience as my wife, and I don't doubt anything when I send people back, it's just an eyesore."

A word of Madam made the cheerful atmosphere disappear in an instant.

Or the atmosphere has disappeared since Jiang Fosang spoke on this matter.

But she thought to herself that she hadn't said anything wrong.Isn't that what a wife should do?The husband accepts children because he is not good, and the husband does not accept children because he is not good. It is right to think about it three times a day.

Then she should have acted reasonably well.

Xiao Yuandu seemed to be holding his breath, and then said: "Speaking of which, the maid is really beautiful, it's a pity to send her back, so what if I really take her away?"

Jiang Fosang's expression remained unchanged, and the corners of his lips even curved slightly, "As long as Husband Master likes it, what can I say?"

Xiao Yuandu let out a laugh, with a smile but not a smile: "Madam is indeed magnanimous."

Jiang Fosang nodded: "It should."

The atmosphere in the room was completely dead.

Xiao Yuandu was lying on the couch with a cold face, without another word.

"However," who knows that Jiang Fosang changed the subject and added another sentence, "It's better to have one more sister after a long trip and come back. The husband is clean and self-disciplined, and the concubine is very happy."

Xiao Yuandu was depressed, and wanted to say that being clean and self-disciplined was not for you.

Turning his head to look, the beauty under the lamp with bright eyebrows and a smile, no one can move their eyes away.

It's like the ice thaws in spring, and the stagnant air begins to flow again.

Although Xiao Yuandu was still expressionless, the gloom between his brows had dissipated after all.

Withdrawing his gaze, he raised his legs again.

"The concubine will not disturb the master's rest."

Xiao Yuandu glanced at the rain outside the window, and stopped her, "Wait—"

"My lord, my maidservant is here to pick you up." Calamus' voice broke in.

She not only brought a straw umbrella and coir raincoat, but also high-toothed clogs.In order to prevent the female monarch from getting caught in the rain, all preparations are complete.

Xiao Yuandu turned his gaze to the past, and happened to catch a glimpse of Jiang Nu taking off her silk shoes and changing her clogs with her hand supporting Calamus.

Jiang Fusang changed his clogs, turned around, and saw him staring out of the window, frowning, as if he was thinking about something very important.

"The husband's master is injured and should not move. I will ask Fang Po to bring the evening food later."

Xiao Yuandu hummed, but didn't look at her.In fact, my mind was empty, and I completely forgot what I was going to say just now.

About half an hour later, Fang Po brought the food.

Xiao Yuandu didn't have much appetite at first, but he smelled a familiar smell at the tip of his nose.

Slowly sat up from the couch, propped up his right leg, put his right arm on his knee, and looked at the food table that was moved to the side of the couch.

Everything else is normal, except for a bowl of thin porridge, "bean soup?"

"Yes, it's bean soup." Fang Po answered a little nervously.

Such crude food would never be able to serve Xiao's food table in the past, and I don't know what the young lady thinks.

Xiao Yuandu lowered his head and took a sip, then drank it up spoonful after spoonful without saying a word.

When Fang Po saw this, her doubts were all gone, "Young master, do you still like it?!"

Xiao Yuandu nodded, paused, and rarely responded, "When I was young, my grandmother used to cook and eat."

He has forgotten the taste. He only remembers that when his mother was alive, he often gave porridge and rice to the poor refugees. He cooked wheat porridge, millet porridge or bean soup.Every time it is cooked, it will serve him and Xiao Yuanyin a bowl, and it seems to be reasonable.

It is roughly like "one vegetable and one meal, hard-won; 1.1 meters millet, every grain is pungent".

Fang Po said happily: "It's still the young lady who knows what the young master wants! This bean soup was cooked by the young lady herself."

Xiao Yuandu was stunned, looking down at the bottom of the empty bowl.

After a long time, he muttered in a low voice: "The strange way has a sweet taste."

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