In the book era, my villain is super obedient

Chapter 166 (166) Salted fish doesn't want to fight, but the days are more complicated than anyone else

"Old Yan is bothering you." Lu Cong thought he had given her all the money, so he dug out a stack of big unity from the small cloth bag on his shoulder, and said, "Remember to bring me a good one for your friend, and send a red envelope. "

Yan Yan: "..."

For the first time, when I received pocket money from my wife, I felt warm inside, as if it melted into my limbs along the veins, and I felt so warm...

Under the magnificent sunset, Yan Lian looked at the money notes handed to him in the small jar, with a faint smile on his lips, and pure and clean eyes.

Seeing that he has not moved for a long time, Yu Cong doesn't know what he is thinking.

I saw that he was staring at the money note in her hand, even his handsome face revealed a clear stupidity.

Lu Cong raised his eyebrows, admiring his little brother's handsome face for a while, seeing that he still didn't move, he couldn't help asking, "Even if you are friends, you can't treat them lightly, on the contrary, you should be more kind when you get along with them."

"Okay, listen to Madam..." Yan Xian smiled at her, took her little hand, and said, "Come with me."

He stopped in front of the rice tank in the kitchen on the first floor.

Lu Cong leaned slantingly against the door, with gorgeous sunlight on the side, picturesque eyebrows, quietly watching Yan Xian's every step of the way.

"Squeak!" The rice jar was twisted and shifted, revealing a narrow opening at the bottom for one person to pass through.

Lu Cong stood up and poked his head to look in.

With the light of the sunset, only the shallow part can be seen, and the inside is dark.

"Come." Yan Yan turned on the ventilation, and when it was almost done, he stretched out his big hand and extended an invitation to her.

Lu Cong has been a little afraid of the dark ever since he summoned his soul, but because of his presence, she calmly stretched out her little hand and placed it in his big hand.

The light of the flashlight hits the past, and the lushness feels like passing through the feudal dynasty.

Inside are large mahogany boxes that are neatly stacked and exquisitely carved. It looks like it was hand-carved by a master craftsman, not the kind of modern machine.

I don't know what special technology was used in it. Not only is it well sealed, but it is not damp at all.

Yan Yan took out the keys and opened the red gold locks on the mahogany boxes one by one.

Lu Cong looked at the yellowed paper products in one of the boxes, and didn't dare to touch it, "Is this an antique calligraphy and painting? An ancient book?"

"Yes." Yan Yan stopped unpacking the box, pondered for a moment, and said, "My master was reported before, and he left in a hurry, so he asked me to clean up all these belongings. At that time, the limelight was too tight, so I locked them in here."

Lu Cong frowned involuntarily, and said, "How did this house come about?"

Immediately, Yan Yan shook his head and smiled wryly.

"It was given to my father when the Yan family split up, and Tao Yinling was careful when she remarried and put the property in my name.

When the limelight is over, they will secretly sell it without telling me.

I found a few trustworthy friends to act together, and they didn't accept the account after the account was passed. Tao Yinling was already in the wrong, and she didn't dare to make a big fuss when she was tricked. "

"Why is your name written in the house book?" Lu Cong's expression became serious and worried.

So many assets are too eye-catching.

There are still a year or two before the reform and opening up, so she has to be more cautious.

Yan Yan raised his beautiful eyes and fixedly looked at the small pot.

"During the census of household registration in the street, a few friends of mine lived together temporarily, but the name has not changed, it has always been mine."

"Understood, this basement is sealed, try not to open it in the future, to reduce the risk of all exposure." Lu Cong admired it for a while, and resealed the mahogany box with him.

Mr. Yan is worthy of being a royal family. The family property is so rich that not only raising a few little wives like Tao Yinling's mother, but also raising some thugs to guard the courtyard, it will last several lifetimes.

She may have a really vicious vision, picking a man who is handsome, has a mansion, has property, and is devoted to her.

It seems that she has unknowingly embarked on the road of salted fish? !

I'm a little excited right now.

He was so excited that he couldn't even eat the rice, so he took a few yams out and buried them under the stove. The fire was not wasted, and pot after pot of hot water was boiled.

After making the goat milk for Xiaoqing and Xiaoxuan, they cooked gruel again.

When the dogs came in tired from playing, Lu Cong fed them goat milk and added some cold gruel.

Yan Xian cleaned up the bedroom, went into the kitchen, and saw the small pot squatting by the stove, with small white hands holding the tongs and digging into the belly of the stove.

She picked up the grass ash and took out four red soil yams of different sizes.

It looks gray and dark on the outside, but you can tell how sweet the taste is from the sugar juice flowing out.

Lu Cong got up, patted the ashes on his hands, poured out two bowls of gruel that was served in advance before Gouzi ate, and said, "I ate too much at noon. Let's eat roasted potato and white rice porridge tonight?"

"Okay." Yan Xian knew that she was picky, so he found two that didn't look so sweet for him to eat.

Lu Cong was very satisfied with his performance, and added two spoonfuls of brown sugar to his porridge, saying, "Supplement Qi and nourish blood, dispel cold and activate blood, invigorate spleen and warm stomach."

Yan Xian felt that the brown sugar was not conducive to his majestic majesty, but it was given to him by the small pot.

So, he took one bite after another, and quickly ate up a big bowl, not even a single grain of rice left...

The small western-style building has running water and electric lights, so it is convenient to wash and wash everything.

The bathtub is made of fragrant fir, and the aroma is more intense when it encounters hot water.

The cedarol released by the cedar wood can eliminate fatigue, relieve stress, and inhibit various skin inflammations.

Lu Cong soaked for more than half an hour before she came out. She couldn't pour the bath water, so she was too embarrassed to ask him to pour her bath water.

Just about to scoop out the water in pots, the little brother knocked on the door.

"Leave the bath water alone, I'll just deal with it."

His voice is pleasant, like the tune of a cello.

Lu Cong wrapped his hair in a towel, opened the door and said, "That's troublesome."

She didn't ask for this, but he volunteered for it~
There are two bedrooms on the second floor of the Xiaoyang Building. My little brother sleeps in the one in the northwest corner, leaving the master bedroom in the southeast corner on the sunny side for her to sleep.

Just when they were about to lie down, Xiaoqing and Xiaoxuan walked over with their short legs and their buttocks twisting.

This new small bamboo basket was requisitioned by the organization again, and a small blanket was pulled out for them to sleep on.

"Oops! Tomorrow, the Yangliu brigade will choose a brigade captain!"

Aww, she was so busy that she forgot...

If I had known earlier, I would not live in this new house tonight!

But at this time, the road is full of darkness, and it is not safe to go back.

Even if they didn't know that she was not around, would these people still vote for themselves without hesitation?

Especially, in a place where boys are preferred over girls, she, Sister Onion, has no confidence!

Forget it, let it happen!

She already had a lot of good impressions in the morning, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

With salted fish as her goal, she doesn't want to struggle every day, she just wants to lie flat, but her days are more curled up than anyone else.

It's really enough.

Is there no one in this world?
As expected, she is unique existence...

　Which location is better for a married man to live in?

　　Generally speaking, it is the one in the northwest corner, which is dry. A married man living in it will increase his sense of responsibility for the family and be more conducive to his career.

　　If married men and women live in the southeast corner, they may get together less and leave more, but the relationship between the husband and wife will be good.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)