happy event

Chapter 155: Wealth and Insurance (1)

When the orange light of the setting sun shines on the whole of Kyoto, the streets are the most crowded.The shop assistants are busy packing up the goods on the door panels, the passers-by are busy going home, and the peddlers are seizing the last good time of the day to sell their small items.But the flower buildings in some blocks happily lit up the exquisite lanterns hanging under the eaves, and opened the carved doors...

As soon as Murong Huaide turned into the street of the other courtyard, he saw two young servants vigorously waving their big brooms, wishing to scrape off a layer of skin from the bluestone slab in front of his house.He was puzzled, so he walked up to him and asked, "What are you doing?"

The two young men were both about thirteen or fourteen years old, and they hurriedly saluted and said hello, and finally scratched the back of their heads and said, "Returning to your son, we... are working hard to clean up the front of our house. some."

Murong Huaide glanced at the almost bare stone steps, and said amusedly, "Who said you didn't do your job well?"

The two servants shook their heads vigorously, and rushed to say, "No, it's just stewing meat in the inner courtyard. Sister Yiba said that there is still our share, so we just want to do more work."

"Yes, yes. Young master, it is the meat stewed by the madam. My grandfather always said that he had eaten the porridge served by the young master. This time I can eat the meat stewed by the madam. When the time comes, I will go back to the garden and have a meal with my grandfather." Speaking of which, he's still happy."

The two young men talked and laughed so that their faces bloomed, and at the end they stretched their necks and sniffed the yard vigorously, and then looked intoxicated.

Murong Huaide couldn't help but hold up his nose to carefully distinguish the faint meaty smell brought by the north wind, and then followed the scent to find the small kitchen in the main courtyard.Dong Rong was sitting under the osmanthus tree, drinking tea and listening to Wen Niang talking about how to arrange the luggage and staff brought by her family, while Yiba and Zizhu were smiling and filled the oily and delicious braised pork from the cauldron.

Dong Rong occasionally looked up to see her husband coming back, so she smiled and waved to Wen Niang to go to work, then got up and said, "If you come back later, the braised pork may be eaten."

Murong Huaide supported her arm pretending to be annoyed, and replied, "Didn't you say it was only for me to eat alone? How did it become everyone's share?"

Dong Rong hugged his arm and coaxed him, "I wronged you once today, and I will make up for it in the future, okay? My child and I will count on the protection of the whole family from now on. How can we not bribe everyone? In case anyone calls, someone must rescue me."

Hearing this, Murong Huaide's mother and concubine's stern look came back again, so his heart felt even more sympathetic, and he stretched out his arms to embrace his wife and said solemnly, "All the people in this mansion are selected from the refugees I took care of in Xiaoyi Garden , most of them still have relatives staying in the garden, so you don’t have to doubt their loyalty, you can order them with confidence. This is our home, at least you can live in peace here. It's settled, by that time, you can walk sideways in the whole of Kyoto."

"Really?" Dong Rong stared in disbelief, and asked, "Where is that cousin who is good at making tremella soup, if she troubles me, I can call back?"

Murong Huaide subconsciously straightened his back, trying his best to keep the soft flesh on his waist away from his beloved wife's little hands, he wished he could pat his chest and promise, "Of course I will fight back, if you don't want to do anything, call Yiba for help, what she is best at is Wind Shadow Palm, keep it loud and crisp!"

"Oh, that's it, then I'm relieved." Dong Rong wisely accepted it, and greeted Wenniang and Zizhu with a smile. The face is greasy.

The young couple who had been separated for many days finally had a peaceful reunion dinner. After the meal, they walked around the yard for a while and went to bed early.The long-lost embrace and warmth made the two hug each other for a long time without speaking.Sometimes, as long as the mind is quiet, the whole world is not afraid of the noise...

I don't know if God is also happy for the reunited couple, but the second day is still sunny and good.Dong Rong rarely had a good night's sleep, woke up refreshed and took a shower, and finally asked Zizhu to help her choose a dress that would be convenient for her trip, she wanted to go shopping with her husband.

Zizhu was most delighted to see the smiling face of her master, she plunged into the closet and began to rummage through it, and finally chose a light yellow double-breasted embroidered shirt and a light blue pleated skirt.After finishing the simple and beautiful falling pony bun, inserting two beaded flowers on one left and one right, and wearing gourd pendants on the ears, the originally dignified and neat headed wife immediately became a soft and charming unmarried girl.

Dong Rong happily took photos in front of the dressing mirror, and finally joked, "If this stomach is covered up, I might be able to pretend to be an unmarried girl and go out to attract bees and butterflies."

When Murong Huaide came in from the outside and heard this, he said, "In that case, let's not go out today."

Dong Rong hurriedly smiled and stepped forward to flatter her, "Oh, I'm joking. Let Yiba take a stick when he goes out later, if any bees and butterflies come forward, they will be knocked unconscious with the stick!"

Murong Huaide couldn't help laughing, Zizhu and Yiba even laughed loudly, but after being glared at by the master, they hurried out to prepare the dinner table.

Soon, after breakfast, the young couple boarded a large black-painted flat-topped carriage and drove out of the mansion to the business district in the south of the city.At this moment, all the shops on both sides of the street are open, and while the boys are cleaning the scattered dust on the doors and windows with a feather duster, they are smiling and greeting the regular customers. The laughter is endless, which makes people feel emotional cheer up.

Dong Rong was thinking about saving up a dowry for her sister-in-law, even if her younger brother had passed the examination in autumn, he was afraid that he would go to the Yang family to hire him, and all kinds of jewelry and clothing materials had to be prepared in advance.So, she ran straight to a cloth shop with the largest facade and walked in, completely ignoring the weird smile on the husband behind her.

Dong Rong picked up more than a dozen pieces of fabric in one go, and when she was about to call the shopkeeper to pay the bill, Yiba smiled and hugged the cloth and left, so shocked that Zi Zhu hurried forward to stop her, "I haven't given you any money yet, in case the shopkeeper What if I sue you for robbery?"

Yiba raised his finger and pointed to a circular mark on the upper left corner of the plaque at the door, "This is our own shop, even if Madam empties out all the materials, no one will stop her."

Dong Rong turned her head to look at her husband when she heard the words, and sure enough, he was drinking tea with an old spirit, and the shopkeeper who was so enthusiastic just now was standing beside him holding a teapot and serving him attentively.

Dong Rong narrowed her eyes, got up and asked, "Yiba, our family has a jewelry building, take me for a walk, your son is tired, maybe you want to stay here and drink a few more cups of tea." He helped Zi Zhu's hand and walked out.

How could Murong Huaide not know that his little daughter-in-law was annoyed, so he quickly got up and chased him out, and said with a smile, "Rongrong, not far ahead is our silver building, which is quite famous in this capital. A few days ago, I I have ordered the craftsmen to make a new batch of jewelry, and I will take you there to have a look."

Dong Rong glared at him, and said angrily, "If you dare to see me laugh again, I will take my son back to my hometown!"

"No, I just saw that you were happy to choose the material, so I didn't disturb your interest."

"Okay, I forgive you this time."

The young couple talked and laughed like this and entered the jewelry building again. Women are born like dragons and have no immunity to shiny objects. Facing the jewelry served on the big plate, Dong Rong still reluctantly held the mistress's shelf, Zizhu But He Yiba rushed forward with bright eyes.This one clamored that the gemstone hairpin would complement the master's complexion, while the other retorted that the jade bracelet was the only way to support others, and the master needed to prepare two sets.Dong Rong got a headache from their quarrel, so she simply rewarded each of them with a hairpin.

The two maids cheered and ran to the side, shouting to the buddy to bring hairpins for them to choose. Dong Rong finally got clean, talking to her husband while playing with various jewelry.

The old shopkeeper saw that his boss was obedient to the woman next to him, and occasionally brought tea to persuade her to have a sip, taking care of him extremely carefully.If he still can't guess that this woman is the future mistress, then his eyes can be taken out and used as bubbles.The three or four little guys in the store were ordered by him to run around in and out, and for a while they bought beef tongue cake from Tianxianglou, and then replaced them with the most refreshing ginseng tea, and then closed half the door to refuse customers. , for fear that outsiders would disturb the master's interest.

Dong Rong picked out four sets of jewelry while eating and drinking. When she got up satisfied, she found that the shop was very quiet. She guessed the shopkeeper's kindness and said to her husband, "It's hard for the shopkeeper to delay the business for half a day."

Murong Huaide nodded, and said lightly to the old shopkeeper, "Add two hundred points at the end of the year."

Dong Rong didn't know what the score meant, but seeing the old shopkeeper thanking him happily, she didn't ask any further questions.Zizhu picked out a simple single-bead hairpin for herself, and Yiba was a small jade comb. The two maids smiled and hugged the jewelry box and headed to their own carriage across the street. After saying a few words, he went out to cross the street.

A few urchins made a pig urine bubble somewhere, and they laughed and laughed and passed it around, playing very happily.The passers-by laughed and cursed to avoid it, and occasionally someone got involved with it, causing the children to make a lot of noise.

Murong Huaide was afraid that the children would accidentally touch his beloved wife, so he was about to step forward and signal them to stop for a while.I don't want to, but at this time a carriage coming from the end of the street suddenly accelerated and ran wildly for some reason.The passers-by screamed and dodged, only the two children who bent over to pick up the pig urine foam stood there in shock, not knowing what to do.Dong Rong pushed Murong Huaide anxiously, and shouted, "Hurry up and save them!"

Murong Huaide hurriedly glanced at his wife's position, saw that she was standing far away from the street, presumably there was no danger, so he jumped to the middle of the street, quickly grabbed the two children with his arms and jumped to the opposite side of the street.

Everyone watching from afar breathed a sigh of relief. Although they were not their own children, no one would want them to be hit by a carriage.However, when the carriage came close, it unexpectedly changed its direction, and suddenly ran into Dong Rong.

Dong Rong turned pale in an instant, and subconsciously hugged her stomach tightly.Yiba screamed and threw the box in his hand, and was about to run over, but the street was three feet wide, how could he pass through it in an instant?
Murong Huaide screamed when he heard it, his heart felt a chill for no reason, and subconsciously turned around...

(End of this chapter)