Song Yuanhuanzhi

Fu Yuanzhi and Song Yi were on duty, passing by the bookstore on the way, they stopped and entered the bookstore.

Fu Yuanzhi and Song Yi are obviously regular customers of this store, and the shopkeeper directly said to Fu Yuanzhi, "Young master is here again. Recently, a batch of new books have arrived in the book store, which is very suitable for the tastes of ladies and wives. Do you want to take a look, young master?"

Fu Yuanzhi nodded, and Song Yi followed.

Song Huan was the most conspicuous on the entire bookshelf.

The shopkeeper pointed to Song Huan's book and said, "It's the most popular these days. Do you need a copy? This book has three volumes, and the other two volumes will be published in the next two months."

Fu Yuanzhi took the scripture book handed over by the shopkeeper, and the title of the book was: Journey to the East.

He flipped through the two pages, and the small illustrations inside were vivid, and they were drawn by Song Huan forcibly by him and brother.

Fu Yuanzhi said, "Then this one, is there anything else?"

In order to improve his writing skills, Song Huan also asked Fu Yuanzhi to pay attention to the new script, to see how the natives used their words.

Hearing this, the shopkeeper took out two other books from the upper two shelves.

Song Yi at the side also took out the book written by his elder sister. He looked at the book in Fu Yuanzhi's hand, then at the book in his own hand, and asked, "Brother-in-law, what did you buy it for?"

Fu Yuanzhi held the scriptbook in his hand, and said with a straight face, "Favorite it."

Song Yi moved his mind and said: "...Then I will be with you..."

Fu Yuanzhi refused: "No way. If you want it, you can buy it yourself."

Song Yi: "..."

Brother-in-law, am I not your dear brother?

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Back home, Song Yi put the script book he bought on the table, and just as he put it down, Lan Lan also heard the movement and came out of the room.

Lan Lan said, "Master is back? Does Mr. want to take a bath now?"

The weather was hot, and Song Yi realized that the forehead of the house was covered with fine sweat.

Song Yi took off his official hat, his temples were already wet.

Song Yi said, "Go take a bath."

Lan Lan said, "Then I'll ask someone to prepare hot water..."

Song Yi stopped her and said, "No need, I'll just wash in cold water."

Seeing this, Lan Lan said worriedly: "The well water is cold, how about mixing some hot water?"

Song Yi thought for a while and said, "As arranged by Madam, it's fine if it's not hot."

Not long after, Song Yi went into the room to take a shower, and when Xiaoqin cleaned up the table, she saw several story books.

Madame never reads these things.

At this time, Lan Lan took out Song Yi's uniform, and she saw Xiaoqin looking at the table without moving. The books on the table were brought back by the husband just now.

Lan Lan said, "Xiaoqin?"

When Xiaoqin heard Lan Lan's voice, she immediately returned to her senses and walked to Lan Lan's side. She said, "Ma'am, the master has bought back a lot of scripts, and you don't usually read these. Does the master still like reading scripts? "

Xiaoqin almost made it clear that Song Yi bought it for Qingqing.

Listening to Xiaoqin's words, Lan Lan walked to the table and looked through the titles of each book, including Song Huan's Journey to the East, and several other popular writers such as Yuanyangxi and Hydrangea Yuan.

When Lan Lan married in, Song Huan's script had already been written, and she had already corrected it to Qi Yuansang's shopkeeper, so she didn't know that Song Huan had written the script.

Xiaoqin was always paying attention to Lan Lan's expression, but unfortunately, she didn't get the reaction she wanted and was reprimanded.

Lan Lan said without any emotion in her voice: "No matter what is in Xianggong's hands, you shouldn't look at it, and forget all the rules you learned in Lanfu as soon as it comes out?"

Xiaoqin quickly knelt down and said: "Madam, Xiaoqin is just, just afraid that the master will let you down... Xiaoqin will never dare again."

Lan Lan looked at Xiaoqin who was kneeling and kowtowing, the chill in her eyes didn't subside in the slightest.

What Xiaoqin said, even a very wrong one can turn into a three-pointer, and she also has a good reputation of being loyal.

When she went home that day, she asked her mother to investigate the affairs of Xiaoqin's family, and she didn't know if there was any news.

Lan Lan looked at Xiaoqin who secretly raised her head but quickly lowered her head, sighed, and said earnestly: "Xiaoqin, since you have come with me, you have to put your mind on it. Although the rules of the Song family are not as big as those of the Lan family, But you can't allow you to ignore the rules and make mistakes. As long as you work hard, when you are of the right age and find a capable man to start a family, I will not treat you badly, and your life will be peaceful and beautiful by then. "

Xiaoqin didn't understand the other meaning of Lan Lan's words. She put her forehead on the ground and begged in her voice: "Miss, Xiaoqin knows that she is wrong. Xiaoqin will not marry, and Xiaoqin will always serve you and the master !"

Seeing that Xiaoqin was not giving up, Lan Lan said: "This kind of thing is only allowed this time, and next time, you can go back to your parents."

Xiaoqin's father and mother are just small stewards in the village. If they really go back from the master's house, the rest of their lives will just end up finding an honest farmer and marrying them.

Xiaoqin quickly admitted her mistake, "Yes, miss, Xiaoqin will never dare again."

Lan Lan said: "You are not needed here, go down."

Xiaoqin stood up with her head bowed, and slowly backed out.

Lan Lan took out the scripts on the table, and looked through them one by one. They were just ordinary love scripts.

At this moment, Song Yi had finished washing, her black hair was hanging down behind her, and the ends of her wet hair were still dotted with crystal water droplets.

Song Yi saw that Lan Lan hadn't had time to put down the script, and said, "Do you like anything?"

Lan Lan shook her head, and she asked back, "Why did Mr. Xiang suddenly want to buy a script?"

Song Yi said: "Sister's book Qingqing has already finished reading, let me buy a few more copies yesterday."

Lan Lan nodded, put down the script and said, "I really need something to pass the time when I lie in bed all day."

Song Yi walked to Lan Lan's side, beside her elder sister and brother-in-law, naturally she was not completely unaware.

Sensing that Lan Lan was in a bad mood, he sat on the other side of the table and said, "What happened? Why is Madam frowning?"

Lan Lan raised her hand to caress between her eyebrows, and said, "It's nothing."

Song Yi joked: "In the past, Madam would come to help me straighten my hair as soon as I came out, but Madam ignored it completely today, isn't it unhappy?"

Lan Lan tried not to look away, Song Yi's winking expression made her laugh.

Seeing that Lan Lan wasn't as indifferent as before, Song Yi got up and walked around to Lan Lan, saying, "Tell my husband, whoever offended Madam, I'll settle the score with him!"

Lan Lan stared at Song Yi and said, "How do you settle the score?"

Song Yi said: "Madam can do whatever she wants!"

Lan Lan beat Song Yi's chest with her fist, and said, "Then let me ask you, Qingqing lives with sister, and it's the same for brother-in-law when she buys it back. Why did you buy it?"

Song Yi didn't know why the topic of anger turned to the script, but he still said honestly: "Qingqing was a little afraid of her brother-in-law since she was a child, and she didn't dare to ask her brother-in-law to buy it for her."

Lan Lan looked at several books and said, "Are they all for Qingqing?"

Song Yi shook her head, took out the Journey to the East, and said, "I want to keep this book."

Although Lan Lan didn't read the script, if Song Yi wanted it, she wouldn't.

She was secretly rejoicing, but was drowned out by Song Yi's last words.

Song Yi said again: "I want to keep this book."

Lan Lan felt lost for a while, she restrained herself and asked curiously, "Why?"

Song Yi remembered that Lan Lan didn't know about Sister's publication of the book, and said, "This is written by Sister."

Lan Lan didn't care about getting angry at this moment, she just took it over and looked at it seriously, which was much more serious than the casual browsing action just now.

Song Yi got excited, opened the page directly, pointed to the illustration on one of the pages and said, "I drew this, how about it?"

Lan Lan looked at Song Yi's complacent expression, nodded with a smile, and said, "Young master's drawing is really good!"

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