food color and fragrance

Chapter 77
This vegetarian meal will soon be over.

Mrs. Fang gave a good compliment, and Wen Xiyun would no longer be stubborn about this matter, she only ate a few mouthfuls and said she was full.

Qing Miao has been hesitating whether to explain this matter to Chang's mother, it can be seen that her young lady has no intention of explaining, she simply keeps silent, only thinking about the man who stole the food, the wild cat?It's a nice looking wild cat.

After using it, everyone hurriedly left Fuling Temple and went back to the county magistrate's mansion, because there will be a stove heating meeting later.

On the return trip, Wen Xiyun did not ride in a carriage with Mrs. Fang, but insisted on riding with Sanskrit. Sanskrit would naturally not say anything, so Mrs. Fang just let her do a few words of comfort.

After getting into the carriage, Wen Xiyun leaned on the soft pillow and fell asleep, while Sanskrit sat silently.

Mrs. Fang let Chang's mother get into the car, and she couldn't help asking: "What happened just now? It seems that something else happened."

"I saw the vegetarian dishes made by Ms. Yang with my own eyes, but who knew that they were served as noodles?" Chang's mother frowned, "I didn't go to Jinge's kitchen, but the little monk urged me to use it later. This place is preparing a vegetarian meal for another distinguished guest who came here, could it be that something went wrong?"

"Then who could it be?" Mrs. Fang could be said to be the family member of the most important person in Qingcheng County. If a visitor can make her entourage hurriedly give up their seats, this person's status may not be light.

Chang's mother also immediately thought of Mrs. Fang's thoughts, "The old servant will send someone back to investigate?"

"Go ahead, it may be useful to the master. After the new year, it will be a big event for the master to go to Beijing to report on his work." Mrs. Fang's careful advice made Chang's mother dare not relax, and immediately sent someone back to Fuling Temple.

Thinking of Yang Huailiu and Wen Xiyun just now, Mrs. Fang gave a cold snort, "How is Xiyun's mother? Let her take care of her well before thinking about leaving. Send a maid to serve her these days."

"Miss Wen's family is very angry, and I'm afraid she won't be able to stay with us for long." Although Mama Chang didn't know that Mrs. Fang said that she intended to make her a daughter-in-law today, she is old and mature, and she knew it just by her words and deeds. People are not happy.

What's more, Wen Xiyun's father is Wailang, a member of the official department of the court, a fifth-rank Beijing official...

Mrs. Fang should understand the meaning of Chang's mother's words, "So what can I do if I have a high spirit? Don't think he is a Beijing official in the official department, and he may not be promoted faster than our master. If the master is transferred to the capital next year, it is not certain I have another choice."

"Our young master is handsome and talented, any girl is willing to marry." Chang's mother flattered, and Mrs. Fang smiled, and the two stopped talking.

All the way, Sanskrit was thinking about what Mrs. Fang wanted to do today.

Although her father had said last night that he would be engaged to her, the situation today seemed to be not so simple.

Mrs. Fang had already let Qingmiao hear that she intends to make Wen Xiyun her daughter-in-law, but every word and deed pushed her to show her talent as a woman. When they met, she told Wen Xiyun that she was young and kept the house, and burning incense was even more talkative. According to classics, Su Zhai even asked her to cook by herself...

And Sanskrit also had to obey because of his status.

Who made my father not have the official university of Fang County Magistrate?Even if she was turned from ignorance to hostility by Wen Xiyun, she still smiled and flattered Mrs. Fang and accepted her arrangement.

Was she doing it on purpose for Wen Xiyun to see?Even the daughter of the Ninth Grade Sesame Officer can have both ability and political integrity, let alone a big lady from Beijing?
Although she likes Wen Xiyun, she also wants Wen Xiyun to learn how to be a daughter-in-law. If so, why does she suddenly sympathize with Fang Jingzhi?

Sanskrit laughed at herself, then closed her eyes and meditated. Today she performed this play with Mrs. Fang. If she still wants to dictate her own marriage tomorrow, she can't give in like this.

Even if it offended her, she couldn't back down.

Because that was her untouchable Ni Lin, even her father backed down a step, let alone an outsider?
In fact, Wen Xiyun didn't sleep at all, but he didn't like talking to Yang Huailiu, so he simply lay down here.

It can be seen that Yang Huailiu sat with her eyes closed for so long without moving, Wen Xiyun was a little puzzled, did she fall asleep sitting up?
I hardly paid attention to this girl in the morning, but now I take a closer look, she is a handsome person, and my aunt also thinks highly of her, Wen Xiyun is not a fool, the girl who lives in the Gaomen house all day has a heart There are more children than normal people, and she has long understood what aunt means.

But my little cousin is only a few months older than me, and he is just a scholar, and he hasn't even passed the government examination, so who knows what the future will be like?

Her father is a high-ranking official in Beijing, and she is not bad in looks. She can't marry a high-ranking official of the first or second rank to be the daughter-in-law, but she wants to marry a family of the third or fourth rank as the wife. How can she take care of the son of a county magistrate of the seventh rank?

If it wasn't for this time that my aunt sent a letter asking her to come, and my father seemed to have something to discuss with that uncle, asking her to send a letter and get close to him, otherwise she wouldn't have come to this deadly cold world!
When I go back, I have to discuss with my mother and try to leave here as soon as possible. Unfortunately, my mother's health is not good, and I can't leave for a while.

Everyone had their own thoughts, and when they opened their minds, the journey of more than an hour didn't feel too long, but at this time, the surrounding of the county magistrate's mansion was already full of traffic and voices, and most of the guests had already arrived early.

Mrs. Fang dragged Wen Xiyun and Fanyin into the door together. The envious gazes from everyone made Fanyin feel that she had become a sieve, pierced full of holes.

Slowly walking into the courtyard of the county magistrate's mansion, Fanyin was thinking about whether to find a place to hide. She didn't like to be the focus of this stove meeting. At this moment, a loud shout from a distance made Fanyin happy:
"Sister Huai Liu!"

This clear and crisp child's voice inevitably caused everyone to look at them, and some people even stepped out of the way. Zhang Wenqing was walking over with Er Fatty.

Sanskrit smiled from the bottom of her heart, she was always kind to Erpang, and she didn't need any precautions.

This kid always brings more joy.

"Thinking of me now? Why don't you go to study at home recently? Those who are afraid of the cold and the wind are all excuses." Sanskrit's teasing made Er Fatty unhappy, and he raised his head and pouted: "Sister Huai Liu is messing around. Planted, I really wanted to go, Ah Choe! But I have a cold and fever, Ah Choe! Mom won’t let me go out, Ah Choe..."

One sentence and three sneezes seriously proved that he was really sick.

Sanskrit wanted to laugh, but felt that this was too sympathetic, so he touched his little head, "Come here when you're sick?"

"I miss you!" Er Fatty immediately shook off Zhang Wenqing's hand, and came to hold Fanyin's hand, "Sister Huailiu, there are too many people here, it's so annoying, let's go to the hut at the back, where it's warm."

Sanskrit nodded, but before he had a few polite words with Zhang Wenqing, he was dragged away by Er Fatty. Don't look at him being young and heavy, Sanskrit really can't match him.

It just so happened that Sanskrit also had the idea of ​​hiding, so he took Erpang to the back hut and turned on the stove to rest, and returned after dinner later, which was a smooth thing.

Zhang Wenqing picked out the stove, and asked Liu An to open a small gap in the door, "The gas from the gray carbon is not clean, so leave a gap to avoid choking them."

Liu An immediately went away, and Zhang Wenqing sat down and looked at Sanskrit and Erpang. Although he had a lot to say, he just couldn't get it out of his mouth.

Ben is a person who doesn't talk much, and Er Fatty keeps talking about this small talk. Every time he opens his mouth with anger, Er Fatty has already said a series of words.

For the first time, Zhang Wenqing felt that this kid was too annoying...

Recalling what his father said about getting married, Zhang Wenqing didn't sleep all night yesterday, and brought Er Fatty to the county magistrate's mansion very early today. When he learned that Yang Huailiu went to Fuling Temple with Mrs. Fang, he almost brought Er Fatty with him. Fat go together.

After all, rationality prevailed over impulse, and he still held back...

Now seeing Er Fatty talking endlessly, Sanskrit would wipe his nose from time to time, this scene warmed Zhang Wenqing's heart.

She will be a virtuous wife, right?

"Sister Huailiu, why did you go to Fuling Temple this morning? What's the point of going there? It's cold and boring, otherwise my younger brother will follow. Let's go again after the new year is warmer." Okay, by the way, will you come to our house during Chinese New Year? My mother asked me to ask you."

There are countless questions in Erpang's sentence. Fanyin smiled and pinched his chubby face, "You are afraid of the cold, but I am not. The snow scene over there is also beautiful."

"Is it my family during the Chinese New Year?" Er Fatty couldn't help but ask, Fanyin paused, "I have to ask my father."

Er Fatty was thirsty, Liu An brought water, Zhang Wenqing finally had the time to interject, "Who is that young lady who went to Fuling Temple with you? Yesterday the county magistrate asked my father to send someone to welcome a relative. Is it her?"

"It should be Mrs. Fang's niece." Fanyin looked at him and said with a smile, "She is also a great beauty."

Zhang Wenqing's face turned red, and he felt displeased with Sanskrit's teasing, "What's the use of being beautiful? She's full of jewels and jewels, and she can't carry a load on her shoulders or carry a basket in her hands."

"You are marrying a sister-in-law, how can someone else do those things?" Fanyin saw Zhang Wenqing blushing, "Do you really like that lady? But I heard that Mrs. Fang intends to let her be her daughter-in-law Son."

"Daughter-in-law?" Zhang Wenqing asked, Sanskrit nodded, "Yes, she is the daughter-in-law."

"Then why did I let you follow?" Zhang Wenqing was extremely sensitive, but his scrutinizing and suspicious eyes and questioning tone displeased Sanskrit, like a stripped pig, she is not a prisoner?
"Why don't you speak? You also have that thought?" Zhang Wenqing urged with some urgency, his tone inevitably a little heavy.

"I'm just a cook, I'm here to cook vegetarian food!" Fanyin suddenly felt uncomfortable, "I'll go to get some fresh air first, it's so stuffy here."

"Sister Huai Liu, I'll go too." Er Fatty got off the ground immediately and took Sanskrit's hand.

The two left slowly, Zhang Wenqing slammed his fist against the wall, and the ashes from the wall landed on his hair...

"Zhang Wenqing, Zhang Wenqing, you are such an idiot!"

(End of this chapter)