Silly couple dote on their wives

Chapter 219 It's New Year's Eve

Hearing what Wei Mingxuan said, Yang understood what he meant, and she wouldn't feel it a pity, after all, in her opinion, Ruoqing was already very good: "You have to keep a distance from that girl, don't be unclear Yes, let people spread gossip."

As soon as these words came out, the general's wife couldn't help but feel surprised. After all, what happened yesterday really made her very angry, but at this moment, it seems that Mrs. Yang doesn't look like a fool.

She looked at Meng Ruoqing suspiciously, but the latter didn't say anything. Yang is such a person, he stands firm on some things, but he can't help being confused on some things.

Wei Mingxuan said yes, and stopped entangled in this matter. Meng Ruoqing was still angry with him, so she didn't plan to pay attention to him at all, she just turned her head and went back to the backyard.

Asking Dongmei to prepare some food, but she was not in the mood to eat. She sighed, then put down the bowl, staring at the falling snow under the eaves in a daze.

"Miss, don't be angry, okay? I know I was wrong, and I will be more cautious in the future." Wei Mingxuan sat beside Meng Ruoqing, coaxing carefully.

"Know it's wrong?" Meng Ruoqing squinted at Wei Mingxuan, and the corner of her mouth slightly hooked: "Then you just tell me, where did you go wrong?"

"I shouldn't have no vigilance, and I shouldn't be full of kindness. I didn't know what I was doing." Wei Mingxuan really honestly reflected on it. After staying in the capital for so many days, there is nothing wrong with him. It is nonsense to have seen the darkness of the capital.

But he didn't want to tell Meng Ruoqing about these things, because he hoped that his wife would always be clean and pure.

"It's good if you know you're wrong." Knowing that he was seriously introspecting, Meng Ruoqing finally nodded, and her eyes softened a little.

Compared to the two of them laughing and laughing, the three of the Ji family were very worried. Although they were military officers, they had stayed in the capital for a long time, and the bastards inside knew something about it.

"General, who do you think is so impatient to send someone to Wei Mingxuan's side?" The general's wife frowned and calculated all the people she could think of in her mind, but she never thought that anyone would start calculating so early.

"Probably the royal side." The general pursed his lips, thinking of the disputes in the court, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. The Ji family has always remained neutral, but now it's time to think about it.

I'm thinking about how to deal with it, and the face of the fourth prince in the capital is not very good-looking. He has already expressed his sincerity, but Wei Mingxuan has no intention of accepting it. On the contrary, Meng Ruoqing seems to have a good relationship with Lao Qi .

Especially after seeing the letter from Taohua Town, the Seventh Prince's expression became extremely embarrassing.

Not to mention Wei Mingxuan, just talking about Meng Ruoqing is not easy to deal with. Thinking of Meng Ruoqing's rich and scheming appearance, the fourth prince's heart became nervous for no reason.

Now the Ninth Prince looks better and better, even the seventh child is different, although he still looks weak and sick, but he feels that it is different.

"Your Highness." Seeing the uncertain expression on the fourth prince's face, the steward was startled for no reason, and couldn't help calling out.

"Is there anything unusual about the seventh prince?" The fourth prince came back to his senses, looked at the butler beside him, frowned, and asked.

"There is nothing wrong with it, and there is nothing unusual about the people placed inside." The butler replied in a low voice.

Nothing wrong?The fourth prince unconsciously frowned, no, there must be something wrong: "Go tell them, be more vigilant, and don't make any mistakes."

"Yes." Although the housekeeper didn't understand what his master meant, he didn't refute, and after a reply, he backed out gently and went to work.

The fourth prince was worried, but Meng Ruoqing was preparing to celebrate the new year happily. This was the first serious belief she had lived here, so it was a bit novel.

He watched the Yang family and the Wei family keep busy, and his heart felt as sweet as honey.

The general's wife pasted the window grilles she had cut herself on the window of Meng Ruoqing's house, her eyes filled with tears: "Every year, I cut the window grilles, but I don't know where to paste them. I can only look at the window grilles and think of you. Thinking about your current situation, are you doing well?"

"Mother, it's all over, don't we think about it? Today is our first year together." Seeing that the general's wife was about to cry again, Meng Ruoqing hurriedly comforted her.

"Yes, how can you still think about these things, now that you are by my side, mother should be happy." Mrs. Jiang wiped away her tears, looked at the window grilles, her brows subconsciously softened.

After putting up the window grilles, Meng Ruoqing and the general's wife went out. At this time, the family was busy pasting the door couplets. Usually, the door curtains at home were written by Wei Mingyu, but in front of the respected old gentleman, Wei Mingyu dared to play tricks, so he invited the old gentleman , I wrote the Spring Festival couplets myself.

The old man was holding a jug, looking at the flying characters, and there was a smile between his brows and eyes. Many people are not so lively, and the heart that has been lonely for a long time seems to have comforted a lot.

"Mingxuan, your Spring Festival couplets are so beautiful." A passer-by saw the Spring Festival couplets and praised them sincerely.

Country people may not know how to appreciate good or bad calligraphy, but they can't help but praise something when they look at something that is pleasing to the eye.

When the old gentleman heard that his Spring Festival couplets were being praised, he couldn't help raising his brows. The general just couldn't understand his complacent look, so he couldn't help but said: "It's just a Spring Festival couplet, what is there to praise?" .”

The man was a little embarrassed by the general's words, so he couldn't help but turned to look at Mrs. Yang. After living for so long, Mrs. Yang also knew that the two people didn't like each other, so she had to explain: "You don't care about them, they That's what it looks like."

"Oh." The aunt responded, changed the topic, and went elsewhere: "Sister-in-law Yang, I'm here today to ask Wei Mingyu to write a Spring Festival couplet for our family. Is it convenient for you?"

Mrs. Yang had no choice but to turn her head to look at Wei Mingyu. Wei Mingyu nodded, took the red paper from the aunt, and began to write Spring Festival couplets.

Writing Spring Festival couplets is not a difficult task. Wei Mingyu finished it very quickly. His handwriting does not have the grandeur of the old man, but has the gentleness of a scholar and the perseverance of a man himself.

The aunt looked and looked, and finally left happily. Later, some people came to ask for Spring Festival couplets, and Wei Mingyu responded to them all, but she seemed a little busy.

Since it is Chinese New Year, the New Year's Eve dinner is naturally the last thing. After sitting down according to seniority, the old man will move the chopsticks first, and the younger generation will move the chopsticks.

(End of this chapter)