Script in hand! Little ginseng essence holds a milk bottle in its mouth and saves the whole family

Shen Shen shook her head and sat on the couch, clapped her little hands, and put on an exquisitely made red dress. The brocade dress was decorated with patterns carefully embroidered by the embroiderer. Adhering to Bai Xingyu's usual style, the gold thread was in the dark red dress. The glory shines brightly.

Bai Xingyu arranged today's affairs in an orderly manner.

The Qiqiao Festival in the Yuan Dynasty was a day when men and women were most defenseless under the strict rules. According to tradition, all temples would accept believers seeking a good marriage.

Boys and girls who have a loved one can write their name on a piece of red silk and tie it on a tree in the temple in the hope that they will be together forever. If they don’t have a loved one, they can also write their birth date and pray to Yue Lao for a good match.

There are two major temples in Beijing that are popular among them. One is the Huguo Temple where dignitaries prefer to go. One is Fo'an Temple, which ordinary people are more likely to visit.

Bai Xingyu seems to be the most caring person in this family.

I went back and forth to prepare several sets of men's clothing, but I was not very satisfied.

Xiaohuan joked with a playful smile, "Madam, don't worry, the second and third young masters in our house are both very talented. I wonder if they are the sweethearts of many girls in the capital!"

Bai Xingyu felt relieved by these words. His two sons were naturally the best, but just looking at his eldest daughter-in-law, Wen'er and Tian'er died in his own hands.

As an old mother, she was so anxious that she got angry.

Raising an eyebrow, "So Xiaohuan, who is your sweetheart?"

Xiaohuan blushed and said coquettishly, "Madam, please don't make fun of me. Xiaohuan will stay with my wife until she gets married."

The beaded hairpin on Bai Xingyu's head trembled with laughter, "It's time for a big girl to get married. A gentle lady is a good gentleman. Our little ring doesn't have to worry about being liked."

Recalling what Shenshen mentioned that day, Bai Xingyu said jokingly, "How is Xiaoqi?"

Xiaohuan's eyes suddenly widened and she looked at Bai Xingyu in disbelief: "Madam, Xiaoqi is five years younger than this slave. I only think of him as my younger brother."

Bai Xingyu shook his head in his heart. Sure enough, Xiao Qi still had a long way to go to win the beauty.

"Madam" Su Zhenyun is wearing a black round-neck robe with dark patterns, a girdle hugging her strong waist, and black boots with intricate patterns on them.

Bai Xingyu looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was still very impressive, and secretly thought that he had excellent vision.

Su Zhenyun pulled Bai Xingyu into his arms, and Bai Xingyu pushed him twice.

Unable to push away the man's iron arm, he simply let the long arm block his slender waist.

"Husband, look at what Wen'er and Tian'er should wear better."

Su Zhenyun looked at the side of his resolute face for a few times, then simply ordered two items casually.

What do those two brats wear that doesn’t look good because of their youth?

Xiaohuan Zhiqu took the two selected clothes and stepped back. Su Zhenyun took advantage of the moment when he lowered his head to press his rough face against Bai Xingyu. Bai Xingyu was caught off guard and kissed by him.

Even though they had been married for so many years, they still blushed shyly, their bodies became limp and they even lost the strength to lean on Su Zhenyun.

"You can't do anything right even with a child this big." A shameful blush crept onto his cheeks. The man's stubble made Bai Xingyu feel a little itchy. His fair neck shrank slightly, but his big, calloused hands were strong. Pressed back.

【Ashamed, Shen Shen doesn’t look at it. 】

Shen Shen placed her little hands on her face in a false manner, her eyes unblinking for fear of missing the loving scene between her father and mother.

When Bai Xingyu heard the little girl's voice, he tried to push the person in front of him away in a panic, but found that he always gave up his strength at such moments, leaving only a pair of narrow phoenix eyes stained with mist, silently accusing the other person.

Su Zhenyun just smiled lowly and rested his head on Bai Xingyu's body.

The Qiqiao Festival is a day when men and women are not on guard. What happened to Su Zhenyun when he kissed his wife?

As long as he is thick-skinned enough, he can eat meat!

After a while, the two sons arrived one after the other, and Bai Xingyu patted his skirt guiltily. Su Xingwen and Su Xingtian looked at each other and smiled secretly.

Su Xingwen was wearing a moon-white cloud brocade robe, and the young man stood with jade bones, just like the warm jade, and like the flowers of the high mountains.

The highly saturated sapphire blue cloud brocade with gold threads and dark lines made Su Xingtian's naughty smile even more dandy, and he waved a gold-edged folding fan in a cool and unrestrained manner.

Shen Shen was stunned for a moment.

[Wow, wow, wow, the second brother and the third brother are so charming that all the women in the capital can’t walk! 】

Seeing that it was getting late, Bai Xingyu hurriedly urged his two sons to get ready to go out.

Because Su Xingwen donated 20,000 taels of silver in his name, the Su family should go to Huguo Temple.

The carriage is made of fine sandalwood, carved with hollow patterns, and the word "Su" is carved into three points on the wheels.

There was even a soft couch and incense burner in the carriage.

Hey, hey, hey, Shen Shen pointed to the curtain on the carriage.

[Mom, Shen Shen needs to look outside. It’s been a long time since we came out to play! 】

Bai Xingyu nodded, and Xiaohuan smiled and opened the carriage curtain.

Shenshen's big black eyes looked outside without blinking.

On the bustling streets, people's figures mingled with each other, and various stalls were shouting and fireworks were roaring.

[The smoke and fire in the world is the most soothing to mortal hearts. 】

Shen Shen couldn't help but sigh. In her previous life as a ginseng spirit in the sect, she was bored every day watching sword cultivators fly with their swords, alchemy cultivators refining pills in the alchemy room, and talisman cultivators drawing talismans one after another.

Although there were two or three disciples walking together in the sect, Shen Shen always felt that the smell was a bit worse than the ordinary bustling crowd in front of him. Shen Shen couldn't quite figure out what the smell was, tilting her head.

At this time, Bai Xingyu was still immersed in her daughter's sudden sigh. Her daughter must have been a god in her previous life. The days of being a god seemed to be boring.

The thick crowd was heading in the same direction as the carriage. Shen Shen's apricot eyes saw a few sisters seeming to be whispering, and the person in the middle looked shy.

Shen Shen's little face showed an aunt's smile.

[Gossip people, gossip souls, and Shenshen also want to know what fun things they are talking about]

Bai Xingyu pursed his lips, showing a bit of embarrassment on his face.

Shen Shen's gossipy behavior can't just follow him.

Due to the huge flow of people on the street today, the carriages were moving at a very fast pace. Shen Shen started to doze off after watching for a long time.

The carriage suddenly stopped, and Shen Shen was knocked out of her sleep, and her eyes looked outside in confusion.

【what happened? 】

Bai Xingyu hugged Shenshen and got out of the carriage. In front of him, the carriage bumped into an old woman carrying vegetables. The vegetables that the old woman was carrying looked extremely fresh, with morning dewdrops, and were sparsely scattered on the ground.

The old woman apparently hit her head when she fell, and was covering her head in pain.

"Who doesn't have eyes?"