food color and fragrance

Chapter 177
Sanskrit cooked a few vegetarian dishes, Zhong Xingyan took off the remarriage paperwork after eating, and left.

When Shen Yuniang saw the handwriting on the remarriage document, she covered the quilt and wailed loudly, and the frightened Sanskrit voice was spitting on the side, and even tried to persuade it to dry up, but it didn't work.

Zhong's tears were also brought up, and she was persuaded a little by saying something, but Shen Yuniang was still teary, and her appearance was really pitiful.

It was getting late, and Zhong didn't let Fanyin go back to Yang's house, but asked her to stay here with Shen Yuniang. In fact, Zhong himself was worried, so he asked Fanyin to persuade her that they would become a family in the future anyway, and contacted her in advance. It's also a good thing.

Sanskrit should understand Zhong's intentions. Since persuasion is useless, she simply accompanied Shen Yuniang silently, and let Shen Yuniang feel sad. Only after she was sad can she completely forget the past and face the future again.

This is a knot in my heart, whether it is untied or not, no one else can do it, it all depends on Shen Yuniang herself.

Shen Yuniang just sat in the yard in a daze. The weather was cold, so the mothers sent fur cloaks to wrap her around, and a heater was lit around.

Sanskrit was blowing a hand stove to accompany her. Although there was a stove to protect her, she was still a little cold when the wind blew.

"...Get a big cloak for Huai Liu, that one is warmer." Sensing the discomfort of the Sanskrit voice, Shen Yuniang ordered her mother beside her.

When the servant went to fetch it, Sanskrit looked at the dry tears in the corners of her eyes, "Cry once and cry to the fullest. Tomorrow is a new day at dawn. Don't cry all the time, it makes people feel so distressed."

Shen Yuniang nodded, "Actually, I didn't care about it after so many years. I don't know why I shed tears. There is no reason, but all the depression in my heart seems to be vented." Shen Yuniang turned to look at Fanyin, and patted her hand , "I'm fine, don't worry."

"I don't worry, you will be my mother soon." Sanskrit picked out happy events and said, also to help her distract.

Shen Yuniang pursed her lips and smiled, "Not sure yet."

"What else is inaccurate?" Sanskrit muttered: "The family has already started preparing for the wedding, and there are not many servants. You should prepare in advance, and the main room in the backyard should be arranged in advance. Even if you don't care, Mrs. Uncle cares very much." , this is not only for the face of the uncle's house, but also for the happiness you can live. The second aunt should think more about the blessings she wants to enjoy, and kick away the sorrows of the past. In life, you have to taste all the ups and downs Yes, sweetness is what you will taste next."

"Your small mouth will warm people's hearts." Shen Yuniang pulled her to sit next to her, "I know that you are all for my own good, and I should also cherish the blessings. I will never shed a tear in the future. This is the last time."

"You can shed a drop or two of happy tears. The second aunt is also a strong woman. You can bear it." Sanskrit said, looking at the distant moon in the sky. There are countless dazzling stars scattered around the beautiful full moon. It rustled and played peaceful music.

It was a good moon-watching night, but Fanyin thought of an inappropriate question in a vulgar way, and that was silver.

Most of my family's current money comes from the savings of being a noodle shop in Qingcheng County, but these days, the savings are getting less and less. Even if the Zhao family comes to Beijing to send money regularly, it can support the family's food and drink expenses. But it is also hard to cover the entertainment expenses of his father in the officialdom.

What's more, there are still marriages to be done now, and the cost is getting bigger and bigger. If you can't let the uncle's house support your family, then your father will be completely a backdoor, so what's the face?

Sensing Sanskrit's constant sighs, Shen Yuniang misunderstood, thinking that Sanskrit's fourteenth blooming girl was also beginning to be in love with her, and suddenly remembered that she was about to reach Ji, wouldn't that be Ming'er?
"Yo, I forgot all about your wedding ceremony!" Shen Yuniang's exclamation startled Sanskrit as well. It turns out that she will be fifteen tomorrow?
Before the Sanskrit sound came to her senses, Shen Yuniang got up immediately, her face full of guilt, "It's all my fault, let my affairs almost delay your wedding ceremony, I'll go to my wife and say, tomorrow I must Prepare a big gift for you, you don't have to stop me, I'll go right away!"

Shen Yuniang was surprisingly decisive, and she walked out as soon as she spoke. The mothers hurriedly followed, leaving a Sanskrit voice to accompany her, "Miss Yang is the day of her death tomorrow, I congratulate you!" The mansion climbed up to get married, and even the attitude of the servants towards Sanskrit was different from before.

Sanskrit patted his face, frowned and said, "One year older."

"Hey, how can you say that? Once the gift of Jiji is over, you will be a big girl, and you can also talk about choosing your in-law's family. Miss Yang is as intelligent and beautiful, and your in-law's family will definitely line up a whole street to match you!"

Sanskrit sighed, then shook his head and said:

"My husband's family, let's not think about it for now, at least let's talk about everything in the family."

After Shen Yuniang and Zhong Shi finished explaining that tomorrow is Yang Huailiu's wedding ceremony, Zhong Shi was also taken aback, "Tomorrow is the ninth day of September, which is an auspicious day, and this girl didn't say it earlier!"

"She seems to have forgotten it too, and I remembered it first." Shen Yuniang blushed slightly, "After all, we will be a family in the future, and you have already asked your uncle to bring the remarriage documents for me, and I can't do it again. Shrinking, I intend to take this opportunity to show my face, and I hope Mrs. Uncle will do it!"

"Yo yo, it's too much of a squeeze to come back with me!" Even though Zhong said this, she showed joy on her face. Shen Yuniang's ability to say this obviously turned the previous page In the past, ready to face the days to come.

Shen Yuniang pursed her lips and smiled, "Then I will entrust it to you, what should you do with it?"

Mrs. Zhong smiled and said: "It's not easy? Tomorrow, I will send Yang Huailiu back to the Yang family, and then I will send a message to all the wives to go to the Yang family. Instead of the Lord, let the other wives follow the ceremony, and the matter is settled, you go and tell Yang Huailiu that I will take care of this matter, and she will rest well, and she will go home early tomorrow morning and just wait!"

"Then thank you for her!" Shen Yuniang really got up and gave Zhong Shi a blessing, and Zhong Shi took her hand and teased, "At this moment, I will treat her as your daughter, if she is really married The water splashed by the daughter who went out has not even set a date for marriage, and her elbows have been turned outward!"

"You chose that for me too. If you want to blame it, you should blame yourself." Shen Yuniang also had the courage to contradict, but it made Zhong laugh happily, "You, I have been with Yang Huailiu for a long time. Xiaozui is not forgiving, just go, let's wait for tomorrow!"

"Everything is waiting for tomorrow?" Fanyin felt a little sadness in his heart when he heard what Shen Yuniang came back to say.

After all, she didn't know why, but she always felt uneasy.

But Mrs. Uncle came forward to organize the Ji ceremony. She should be happy and happy. What kind of hysteria did I have, and I started to feel melancholy?Taking the wrong medicine?

Fanyin was belittling herself, but she couldn't think of a reason, and she could only sleep peacefully after washing up.

After sleeping until the early morning of the second day, Shen Yuniang woke her up early and sent her home. The Sanskrit voice was still confused on the way, but she kept chanting: "It's fifteen, it's fifteen!"

Just as Sanskrit returned home, he saw his father standing there with a guilty expression on his face. Obviously, if Mrs. Uncle hadn't informed him in advance, he would have forgotten his birthday and Jiji ceremony.

After getting out of the carriage, Yang Zhiyuan came up to greet him, saluted respectfully, and then said, "It's my father's negligence that made my daughter wronged!"

"Look at what you said, what kind of grievance is this? You should be happy that Mrs. Uncle has prepared a big gift for your daughter!" The more Fanyin said with a smile, the more guilty Yang Zhiyuan's face became. Hugh, stay with you at home, go into the house quickly, even the clothes are ready, it will be your coming-of-age gift later, you must make preparations in advance!"

Yang Zhiyuan was about to enter the yard with Fanyin as he was talking, but Fanyin stopped him, "You should wait here, Mrs. Uncle and Second Aunt will be here later!" Yang Zhiyuan stuck out his tongue slyly, and Yang Zhiyuan froze, and He opened his mouth and said softly, "She's coming too?"

"Who is it?" Sanskrit asked intentionally.

Yang Zhiyuan hissed, "Cunning, you should know who it is in your heart, why are you so sarcastic?"

"She must be the second aunt!" Fanyin poked her mouth out, "Today she is going to be the master for her daughter, and you don't have to intervene."

Yang Zhiyuan opened his mouth wide in astonishment, "Shouldn't he be the master for his father? Could it be that he can only be a spectator?"

"Of course, the second aunt hasn't passed the door yet, so you can rest on the sidelines." Fanyin walked into the yard while Yang Zhiyuan was hanging there, and then suddenly ran into the yard, calling Liu An while running, "...quickly prepare me a better one, this dress is wrinkled!"

When the Zhong family came out of the uncle's mansion with a mighty carriage convoy, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone, not only the people passing by, but also the news from various mansions. During the salute, everyone's jaws dropped in surprise.

Zhang's family had just had bad luck in the first two days, so the uncle's house and Yang's family publicized it like this, which was also a warm-up for the upcoming marriage.

The common people had an extra piece of material to talk about, and the news quickly spread in all directions.

Zhong Xingyan and Yu Wenxin got the news of Sanskrit and Ji Dali together.

"This girl, fifteen." Zhong Xingyan smiled wryly, and then he left the house not knowing where he was going, but at this time Yu Wenxin heard the guard's next report, and suddenly interrupted, "Needless to say."

Yu Wenxin flicked his sleeves lightly, straightened the hairpin on his hair, "Go to Cuihua Building first, choose the most expensive hairpin to wrap it up, and then wait for me at the gate of Yang's house."

"Are you going to Yang's house?"

Yu Wenxin smiled lightly, "Of course, how can I not participate in Yang Huailiu's Jiji ceremony?"

At this moment, there is Fang Jingzhi looking at the birthday banquet at home celebrating him, and suddenly muttering: "Today is her birthday, Jiji..."

(End of this chapter)