happy event

Chapter 108 Love is deeply rooted, no regrets!
Mr. Feng was holding a chess book and laying out the chess game. Occasionally, when he looked out from the half-opened window, he still sighed why the mountains and forests covered in plain silver makeup, which he loved the most in the past, also lost their aura.He may be really old, and he is becoming more and more afraid of being deserted, especially on such a lively day when every family is reunited.

The old man was very surprised to see his disciples and young couple coming so suddenly, and asked, "On New Year's Eve, you are not at home to worship ancestors. What are you doing here?" Anyone with closed eyes can see the joy on the old man's face.

Murong Huaide saluted the old man with a smile, and finally stood up and responded, "I heard that the master has delicious food here, we came to serve the master's meal, just in time to ask for vegetable soup."

Old Master Feng also laughed when he was coaxed by his disciples, and said proudly, "The boys from Group A sent a dried bear's paw that was packed yesterday, and I let Qingfeng stew it in the morning, and it's time for wine."

Murong Huaide laughed and said, "I just didn't have enough to eat, and I will share half of the bear's paw, sir."

Mr. Feng slowly put away the chess pieces and asked casually, "Could it be that your daughter-in-law didn't send food back to Cao's house, or is it because Mrs. Cao is stingy and refuses to cook some good dishes for the New Year?"

Murong Huaide shook his head, and after thinking about it, he briefly said a few words about what happened just now, which made Mr. Feng sigh, "She is also a poor person. Back then, your mother and concubine didn't have such clever means as now, so she did it in a moment of panic. I came up with such a clumsy method. Fortunately, clumsiness also has its advantages. After all, you have been protected from illness and disaster for so many years. When you return to the capital in the future, you must not forget that the Cao family has protected you for many years and will help as much as possible. two."

"Don't worry, sir, this will save you." Murong Huaide didn't want to talk about the man in Jingdu, and changed the topic, "Is there a letter from the south, and how many people have been hired in the garden? Is it useful? "

Mr. Feng secretly sighed in his heart, after all he followed his disciple's wishes and talked about the business.

In the kitchen, Dong Rong was picking out cabbage leaves and blanch them until they were soft. After they were completely cooled, they put the stirred meat stuffing on them, and then wrapped them into finger-length vegetable buns. They were steamed on the drawer and poured with seasoned broth. , a soft and refreshing cabbage box with sauce is complete.

Qingfeng stood aside, sniffed the aroma twice and praised, "Madam's craftsmanship is good. Mister usually doesn't like to eat cabbage, but this time he may even eat the plate."

Dong Rong knocked on him, and complained in a low voice, "You brat, you still dare to make up the master, and the master will punish you for copying the pharmacopoeia after hearing it."

Qingfeng stuck out her tongue with a smile, stared at the plate and clicked her mouth twice.Dong Rong also felt sorry for this little drug boy. As a servant, he always waited for the master to finish eating before moving his chopsticks. It was rare to be able to eat a hot meal just out of the pot.She looked at the vegetable buns that had been placed, and finally picked up two and handed them to him, "Eat it quickly, the taste will be bad after a while."

Qingfeng was overjoyed, and finished eating after receiving three or two bites in his hand, and finally stared at the big plate and kept licking his lips.Dong Rong was angry and funny, and said angrily, "There are still a lot of dishes, so don't just stare at a sheep pulling wool."

"Rolling wool?" Qingfeng had never seen that classic skit, so naturally he didn't know what the metaphor meant.Dong Rong also had nothing to do, so she simply changed the paragraph and said it again.As a result, Qingfeng laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up, and pestered her to tell another one.

Dong Rong usually puts on airs of her boss in front of Sister Liu and others, and she is also a sister-in-law in front of Second Sister Cao, so it is rare for her to be lively and at ease. At this moment, there is no one around, so she is busy with Qingfeng and hurts. Let's talk and laugh happily.

What a snake wearing bijia, riding a monkey on a tree, just laughing so that the breeze is almost rolling on the ground.

Both Mr. Feng and Murong Huaide are martial arts practitioners, and their hearing is naturally better than ordinary people. They are laughing so much that they have forgotten who should play chess.Mr. Feng nodded to the blue bijia on his body, coughed and smiled, "I won't be able to wear this bijia from now on."

Murong Huaide also laughed so that his cheeks became sour, and the pampering in his eyes was overflowing, he replied in a low voice, "I really don't know where she heard so many weird stories?"

Soon, Dong Rong and Qingfeng brought the food with smiles. The bear paw casserole that had been stewed for a long time was placed in the middle of the table, surrounded by four cold plates and four hot dishes, a total of eight dishes and one soup. It is rich.

Mr. Feng was not that mean person either, he called Qingfeng to retreat, and the four of them, old and young, sat together to eat and drink to celebrate the New Year.

Dong Rong was sweet and coaxing, Murong Huaide also sincerely respected her husband, Qingfeng was even more funny and clever, the three coaxed Mr. Feng to laugh continuously.If he hadn't been robbed of the wine bowl in the end, the old man would probably drink up the whole altar of lotus white.

Dong Rong was afraid that the old man would hurt his spleen and stomach, so he called Qingfeng and went to the kitchen to search for honey jars, planning to make a glass of bee water.Murong Huaide helped the old man back to the house, he took off his outer shirt just now, before covering him with a quilt.The old man fell into a drowsy sleep, murmuring something unconsciously.

Murong Huaide thought that the husband asked for water, but he heard it clearly when he listened to him, "Lan'er... Lan'er, you are happy now? When I first met you, the plum blossoms were really beautiful, but you are more beautiful than plum blossoms." Beauty... deeply rooted in love... no regrets..."

Murong Huaide's hand holding the quilt became tighter and tighter, he raised his head to look at the wrinkles on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, his heart ached more and more.I'm afraid there will never be such a loving person like Mr. in the world, right?He willingly surrendered his whole life just for one heartbeat, and the woman he never forgets, will he still remember the plum blossom in winter?In her heart, she probably only has power and hatred...

Dong Rong came in with honey water and saw that Shazhu's expression was extremely bad, so she hurried forward and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, do you also have a headache?" After speaking, she handed honey water over, "Quickly feed it to Mr. , you have to drink too, don't drink too much next time."

Silly Zhu forced a smile, helped Mr. Li to feed him a few mouthfuls slowly, and at the end he also drank a big glass with his neck raised.Dong Rong touched the top of the kang, and felt that it was still warm, so she told Qingfeng who came in later, "Don't let the kang get cold, and burn some firewood later. Don't be lazy and fall asleep, sir, wake up, hurry up Give him a glass of warm water."

Qingfeng responded with a smile, and Dong Rong went out with Shazhu and returned to Cao's house.Along the way, Sha Zhu ignored the jokes of the villagers he met occasionally, and kept holding Dong Rong's hand vigorously. Dong Rong tried to smoke a few times but failed, so he let him hold it.

As soon as the young couple stepped into the yard, they heard Mrs. Cao shouting for a headache in the room. Dong Rong rushed to pour tea to serve her. Mrs. Cao's son pointed at the old woman and scolded her, and finally asked his daughter-in-law to visit his younger daughter.

Second Sister Cao was still sleeping very soundly, her little face was flushed, and the corner of her mouth was smiling, she wondered if she had met her favorite lover in her dream.

Dong Rong tucked up the quilt for the little girl and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. After the sun went down, all the members of the Cao family gathered at the table again. After the meal, the family talked and laughed while eating fruit snacks to keep watch.They waited until the end of Haishi to cook dumplings and serve them to the ancestors. After barely eating a few mouthfuls, they each rested.

Dong Rong hugged the silly pillar and fell asleep. It seemed that she had just squinted her eyes when she heard Granny Cao shouting in the yard, "Sister Rong woke up. The neighbors will come to pay New Year's greetings in a while. What do you look like lying down at this time?"

Dong Rong frowned and stretched her waist, finally crawled out of the warm bed, dressed quickly and rushed to the kitchen to get busy.

Old man Cao already had some prestige in the village, but now that his family has a capable daughter-in-law, everyone wants to gossip and make friends, so that they may be able to find a good job for their children in the future.So, almost after breakfast, before the table was removed, the gate of Cao's courtyard could not be closed.

Dong Rong and Second Sister Cao swiftly removed the leftovers, and then made tea and served fruit snacks without touching the ground.After finally seeing off the guests, it was already noon. Silly Zhu was afraid that his daughter-in-law would be exhausted, so he yelled to go back to the mountain.

Dong Rong was so happy that she almost hugged him and kissed him, but she still pretended to persuade him to stay for two more days in front of her parents-in-law and sister-in-law.Silly Zhu insisted on going back to the mountain, but old man Cao really said, "There is no work at home, you go back to the mountain. Although there are people watching the house, they are outsiders after all, don't lose anything."

Mrs. Cao originally intended to keep her daughter-in-law for a few more days, and she also played like a mother-in-law, but she couldn't refute the old man's words, so she watched her son and daughter-in-law disappear reluctantly.

As soon as Dong Rong left the village, she hugged Shazhu, laughed and danced, and praised him loudly, "Zhuzi, you are so kind. If I stay for another two days, I will suffocate to death..."

Silly Zhu just hugged her and smiled, which made Dong Rong blush a little, and then explained in a low voice, "I don't want to be lazy, nor do I despise your parents, it's just... well, I'm used to being comfortable and I can't stand restraint. You Don't be angry, okay?"

Sha Zhu laughed even more happily, nodded in response, "I'm not angry."

"Really?" Dong Rong jumped up and kissed him on the face, and said with a smile, "Well, in a few days, someone will send some rice noodles back to my parents, so that my mother won't have to count the rice grains and put them in the pot."

The young couple talked and laughed and went back to the orchard. Wen Niang had already brought Fuzi to burn the house extremely hot. Dong Rong lay on the hot kang and didn't want to get up.Silly Zhu didn't feel sleepy, took the exercise book written by Dong Rong and counted slowly, Dong Rong yawned twice and fell asleep leaning against him.

This sleep lasted until the sun was setting, Dong Rong woke up, turned her head to see that Sha Zhu was not by her side, she frowned, and then heard someone talking vaguely in the hall, even mixed with the sound of sneezing.Confused, she got up and opened the door to go out, only to see Dong Ping curled up on a chair, drinking a bowl of hot tea in his hand after returning home for the New Year.

"Hey, Brother Ping, why are you back? What's the matter with the clothes? Where are the new cotton robes and cloaks I sewed for you?" Dong Rong stretched out her hand and pulled the ragged cotton jacket on her younger brother's body, her face was so dark that she could see it. Wring out the ink.

(End of this chapter)