Dressed as the evil daughter-in-law of a peasant family, the general becomes the darling of her hand

Changfeng ate so hard that he smashed his mouth. "Miss Fang, you are so awesome! This is the first time in my life that hawthorn tastes delicious!"

"If it tastes good, eat more. Otherwise, if you want to eat it again, you will have to spend money to buy it." Fang Qingrou said deliberately.

Changfeng said, "Miss Fang, you have to earn my money. I don't have much money in a month."

Fang Qingrou smiled and said, "I'm just kidding you, my family doesn't charge me."

Changfeng laughed and laughed. Miss Fang said that he was one of her family members. Does that mean that she also regarded the general as one of her family members?

Fang Qingrou thought she could sell the leftovers, but she found that she had just finished dividing the ones she had made this time.Fortunately, everyone's feedback was unanimously positive, which made her more determined to make sugar snowballs and sell them.

It happens to be winter now. After making it, put it in the kitchen at just the right temperature so that the sugar won’t melt or be too cold to bite. So while it’s still dark and the market is not over, let Erya take Changfeng with her. Go buy more hawthorns and sugar.

Mrs. Song looked at Shi Chen and thought it was time to prepare antique soup. She muttered something like "Silly boy, why hasn't he replied yet," and then led Chunlan and Xiaohua into the kitchen.

Fang Qingrou planned to go back to her room to rest while she was not eating. Maybe she was born with a hard life, and she couldn't rest well until it was dark, so she simply sat down at the table and drew a design with pen and paper.

This time she designed the design for her family members, including Old Man Song, Old Mrs. Song, Brother Quan, and three girls, including herself.Thinking of Changfeng who had helped a lot today, she drew a picture for him. Finally, she thought about Changfeng's master...

Forget it, if everyone has one, it doesn’t matter what he does, just treat it as a New Year’s gift.

Everyone's design drawings are easy to draw. After all, they have been together for so long. It is easy to pick out what temperament and personality are suitable for which colors and patterns. However, Song Xingzhi doesn't understand it very well, and she was a little confused for a while.

She recalled Song Xingzhi's appearance in her mind, with deep eyebrows, high nose, and lips that were always pursed, as if he had endless thoughts.

If Rong Yan is the elusive black, then Song Xingzhi should be the blue hidden in the sea of ​​stars, quiet and deep.

Mirror Lake overlooks the blue sky, and there are thousands of glass boats with one leaf.

Song Xingzhi should be the person in the boat.

Fang Qingrou picked up the pen, dipped it in blue and painted on the paper, then dipped it in white and black, and painted light cloud patterns on the collar and cuffs.When he finished the drawing, he thought of his daily martial arts training, and drew a belt and two cuffs in the blank space next to the paper.

When everyone's designs were ready, Erya came into the room and asked Fang Qingrou to eat.

The heat was steaming in the dining room, and the water in the charcoal pot was boiling. Plates of chopped mutton were placed on the table, along with washed Chinese cabbage and cut radishes.

Changfeng licked his lips greedily, "Why hasn't the general come back? I'm so hungry!"

Xiaohua has a cheerful personality, and she became familiar with Changfeng in just two days. "Are you hungry or greedy?"

"Hey! You little girl, although I am a subordinate of the general, I am still an official. If you dare to talk to me like this, be careful of me punishing you!"

Xiaohua pretended to be scared, "My little girl is wrong, I won't dare to do it again!"

The two were like little enemies, making the whole room laugh.

Song Xingzhi walked in with laughter, dressed in dusty clothes, with a layer of frost on the cap on his face and on his exposed eyelashes.

He took out a cloth bag from his arms, Changfeng stepped forward to take it, and opened it to see that it was a bag of green leafy vegetables!
"Ah! General, where did you get this!"

"Take it and wash it."

Song Xingzhi ignored him and slowly took off the hat on his head. His ears were already red from the cold, and his nose was also red.

Fang Qingrou was surprised that he went out early and came back late just to bring back the green leafy vegetables that he couldn't see in winter!
Is this because of what he said in the morning?

Fang Qingrou thought so, but Song Xingzhi said nothing, as if it was so easy to get some green leafy vegetables in winter.

At this time in Kyoto, Prince Rong's Mansion.Rong Qi and Rong Yan were sitting together eating. Seeing that the plates were full of meat dishes, Rong Yan frowned slightly, "When did you like eating meat so much?"

"Hey, it's not that Song Xingzhi! I don't know why he got sick, but he came to my place to ask for vegetables at noon, and ransacked my small kitchen like a bandit! I have no choice, I can only eat meat at night."

Rong Yan's hand holding the chopsticks tightened, "But you want to feed your family?"

Rong Qi thought for a while, "It is said that I have offended some girl and I want to make amends to her."

Rong Yan put down his chopsticks.

Rong Qi saw that he stopped eating before taking two bites, so he asked, "Eat quickly, the meat is also good!"

"No, I'm full."

Rong Yan was unhappy, but Song Xingzhi was very happy. Seeing Fang Qingrou enjoying the food, he also had a soft smile on his face.

"Thanks to the masters, this is the first time for this slave to eat this antique soup!"

"Me too! It's really delicious!"

"Then I have to thank the masters for letting the slaves come to the table to eat together!"

The three girls said one sentence each, and Mrs. Song waved her hand, "Why don't we eat together? It's not a big deal!"

Fang Qingrou also said, "Yes, we are not a big family here, and there are not so many rules. As long as you work hard and work hard, the Song family will never treat you badly."

Changfeng stuffed his mouth with mutton and vegetables and spoke slurredly, "General, can I not leave? This place is great!"

Song Xingzhi chuckled, "Where can you go if I don't leave?"

Everyone was happy. Mrs. Song gently touched Old Man Song and told him to look at her son. When Old Man Song saw his son's eyes falling on Xiaorou from time to time, he turned his head to look at his wife, and the two looked at each other. With a smile, as long as Fang Qingrou is willing, it will be done.

After dinner, several girls cleared the table. Changfeng leaned on the pillar, took out the sugar snowball from the bag tied around his waist and threw it into his mouth. The sweet and sour taste filled his mouth instantly. I was so happy at this moment. .

"What are you eating secretly?"

"General, my subordinates didn't eat it secretly. Everyone has it."

"what?"

"The sugar snowballs made by Miss Fang! They are delicious!" Changfeng said, picking up a small cloth bag from the window. "This is yours. I was afraid that the room would get too hot, so I kept it under the window." ."

Did Fang Qingrou do it?Song Xingzhi opened the bag, took out a white and red sugar snowball and put it into his mouth. It was sweet for a while, and then the sour taste gradually neutralized the sweetness. In short, it was ice cold and very delicious!

Changfeng saw him eating one, "General, isn't it too sweet? You usually don't like these snacks. I told Miss Fang that I didn't need to prepare them for you. I'm sure you don't like them, but she still prepared them." .”

Changfeng stared at the bag in Song Xingzhi's hand, "General, if you don't like it, don't force it, give it to me, I like it!"

As he spoke, he reached out to take the bag from Song Xingzhi's hand. Unexpectedly, the other party dodged directly and said, "You told her not to prepare it for me?"

"Yes."

Song Xingzhi narrowed his eyes, "Changfeng, you have been living too comfortably recently, and the muscles around your waist have become loose. Go to the yard and practice your marksmanship twice in a while. Don't get rusty."

After Song Xingzhi finished speaking, he took the cloth bag and walked out. After taking two steps, he stopped again, turned his back to Changfeng and said, "You can only wear middle clothes." (End of this chapter)