Queen of Nongmen: Hexagrams determine the universe

Chapter 81
"Let's steam the rice, it's getting late." Ye Qiongdan said after drinking the fruit tea.

"Let me come!" Mao Chun hurried into the kitchen.

"You have been tired all day, steaming rice is just a trivial matter." Ye Qiongdan scooped a few bowls of rice into the rice bucket and put them in the basin, "You don't need to cook the dishes, I brought a dozen dishes from the town today return."

Mao Chun blushed a little when he thought of the dishes he cooked last night.

Brought a dozen dishes from town, though?The Ye family is really rich and powerful, how much money will it cost?

In the past few years after her father passed away, the family has been living in poverty, and she can't remember how long it has been since she had eaten in a restaurant.

Just as she was thinking, Ye Qingyu leaned on a cane and walked slowly into the courtyard, looked at the tidy courtyard, and said a little embarrassedly: "Madam Mao is really tired, so please stay and have a light meal tonight."

Ye Qinghan took the basin from Ye Qiongdan's hand, took it to the well to wash the rice, and steamed it in the pot.

Mao Chun stayed happily, rushing to help heat the dishes.

After more than a dozen delicious delicacies were steamed in the wok, Maid Xue helped bring up the dishes and said in surprise, "It's so rich!"

"Your mother went to Qinghe County today and brought you these dishes from the biggest restaurant in the county." Ye Qiongdan explained.

Mao Chun's mind became active again. I heard that Erfang only took one-tenth of the bonus of Jiuwei Restaurant, but this money is enough for Erfang to squander wantonly in the largest restaurant in Qinghe County?
How much did the three rooms earn?
If she married Ye Qinghan, wouldn't her ten fingers be dipped in Yangchun water in this life?

After the rice was cooked, Mao Chun hurriedly went to serve the rice, thinking that after serving the table in a while, he must pay attention to what dishes Ye Qinghan ate, remember his taste clearly, so that he can show courteousness to him next time.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qinghan never gave her this chance at all.

After Mao Chun served him a bowl of rice, Ye Qinghan said to Ye Qiongdan: "There is a social opera in the village, do you want to go and see it?"

Ye Qiongdan remembered that the original owner loved watching social operas the most. Every year when the rice harvesting season was approaching, all towns and villages would pay for the troupe to come and sing the opera. Last year, the troupe set up a stage in Xiahe Village. This year, it was the troupe’s turn to set up a stage in Shanghe Village.

At that time, the third wife of the Ye family was very poor, and her parents would save money to buy a marinated egg for the little girl. This was the happiest thing in her childhood.

"Okay, let's go to the theater and eat all the snacks we haven't eaten before," Ye Qiongdan said with some expectation, "Then we won't eat at home?"

"Yeah." Ye Qinghan nodded, he didn't want to eat the meal Mao Chun handed over, and he didn't want to sit beside Mao Chun.

"What do you want to eat? I'll bring it back for you later!" Ye Qiongdan said enthusiastically.

"There are so many dishes on the table, how can I have the stomach to eat snacks?" Snow girl said with a smile, "Go and play! Let's just eat hard here!"

Little Fourth Uncle was a little bit reluctant, glanced at the dazzling array of meals on the table, and then at Ye Qiongdan.

"I'll bring a candied haws for fourth uncle, okay?" Ye Qiongdan bent down and looked straight into his clear eyes.

"I want candied apples! I want candied strawberries!" said the fourth uncle hastily.

"Okay, I'll buy them all for you!" Ye Qiongdan said with a smile.

"It's better to have dinner at home. Miss Mao is a distant visitor. After dinner, you can also take her to watch a social drama together." Ye Qingyu still had the intention of matching the two, so he said gently.

"No need." Ye Qinghan took Ye Qiongdan's hand and left the Ye family's new house.

Looking at the table full of food, Mao Chun lost his appetite in an instant.

Ye Qinghan took Ye Qiongdan to the place where the stage was set up in the village. There were already many people sitting on benches and hawkers selling food at the stalls. The whole village temple was crowded, and the air was full of noisy voices and food aroma.

A group of opera actors in simple costumes sang on the stage with their local accent. Although they sang those same operas back and forth every year, the villagers in these ten miles and eight towns still listened to it. With relish.

Ye Qinghan carefully protected Ye Qiongdan to prevent her from being hit by the crowd.

His powerful arms built a wall for her. This wall is warm and safe. As long as she raises her head slightly, she seems to feel his warm breath. At this moment, she only feels that the whole world is blurred into an unreal picture, Only the two of them really exist, the real eyes, the real movements, the real heartbeat...

The starlight is like silver flakes, the Milky Way is like a band of light, and the lights are smoky. They walked around slowly, and he bought her snacks from each stall. She ate a lot and stuffed everything she couldn't finish. He, when watching him eat, her eyes were full of bright smiles, more charming than that starlight.

After the social drama ended, the crowd left in twos and threes, and they also walked along the sparkling river, bathed in the gentle moon pass, and set foot on their way home.

"I had a really good time tonight," Ye Qiongdan said while carrying the food I bought for my fourth uncle, "Brother, you are so kind to me."

"Well. Only for you."

"Will you always be nice to me alone?" She took a step forward, walked backwards, and looked at him burningly.

"Yes." He stared into her eyes and said solemnly.

Ye Qiongdan looked away, and pretended to brush away the broken hair on the sideburns inadvertently. Then, holding back a smile, she turned around, walked side by side with him, and kicked up the gravel by the river, and the stones were kicked one by one. After entering the river, there were ripples, like her restless heart.

"Then...then you have to remember what you said tonight, you have always been good to me alone." She lowered her head and said in a low voice.

He looked at her beside him, her sideburns were pushed behind her ears, and her pink ears were like a half-opened rose, he felt his whole heart became more agitated.

"Only for you." His low and magnetic voice rang beside her in the long night.

The two walked back to the house like this. Before Ye Qiongdan had time to calm down, he saw Mao Chun who was wiping his hair by the well.

The girl under the moonlight has long hair like splashed ink and a small face, like a daffodil standing alone by the river.

The smile on Ye Qiongdan's lips gradually disappeared, and he said politely: "It's getting late, I'll take you home."

"My cousin came back from working in the town today, so my uncle can't stay at home," Mao Chun bit his lips, "Dan'er, I'm so sorry..."

"My second brother agrees to your temporary stay?" Ye Qiongdan suppressed the displeasure in his heart, and asked in a calm tone as much as possible.

Mao Chun nodded slightly: "I will only stay for a few days. Tonight, can I sleep with you? We can also do needlework together."

Mao Chun thought, since Ye Qinghan valued this younger sister so much, then she would start with her first. Presumably, after the younger sister got close to her, Ye Qinghan would gradually accept her.

However, Ye Qiongdan didn't intend to give her this chance at all.

"I'm not good at needlework, and I don't sleep well." Ye Qiongdan seldom fell asleep at night, almost meditating for luck, "There is still a room that is vacant. I will clean it up for you. After tidying it up, you can go to bed early." Well, I'm going to bed too."

After saying that, Ye Qiongdan walked into the empty wing room, took out a summer mat from the cabinet in the wing room, spread it on the bed, and took a thin quilt and a pillow from the cabinet for her, and walked in with her. Mao Chun said: "There is a clean room in the house. After you boil the water, you can pour the hot water into the bathtub in the clean room."

"It's still early..."

"I'm really going to sleep," Ye Qiongdan said coldly, "Also, stop busying yourself, our whole family feels quite embarrassed."

"Anyway, I'm idle, Dan'er, shall I embroider a handkerchief for you tomorrow?" Mao Chun asked flatteringly, "What pattern do you like?"

"No need, I don't care about that." Ye Qiongdan went out, nodded slightly to her, then closed the door and walked into the yard.

Ye Qinghan in the yard thought it over and said: "Adan, let's move to the backyard of the shop for a few days."

"Huh?" Ye Qiongdan was a little surprised.

"Not used to it." He frowned in disgust.

Ye Qiongdan understood that he was rejecting Mao Chun, because Mao Chun moved into the new house, so he wanted to move to the town for a few days.

"Okay, there are several wing rooms behind the shop, the second aunt and Xiang girl each live in one, the bought Lan'er and Gui'er share one room, and we live in the remaining two wing rooms," Ye Qiongdan said happily, "Let's move all the nitrate crystals that have been boiled over the past few days to the town!"

"Well," Ye Qinghan nodded, "I'm going to boil the salt."

Early the next morning, after Ye Qinghan and Ye Qiongdan had breakfast, they brought a few changes of clothes and got into the old donkey's cart.

Before Ye Qiongdan left, she quietly told Maid Xue about the matter, and told Maid Xue to tell Ye Qingyu about it in the afternoon.

After returning to the town, Ye Qiongdan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that staying in a place without Mao Chun seemed like a layer of shackles had been removed.

Days, calm again.

But these calm days only lasted for three days.

Three days later, Manager Fu who was far away in Qinghe County knew that the second wife refused to cooperate with him immediately after he did not wait for the second wife's reply.

He couldn't understand why this ignorant country woman would give up the wealth and wealth that was at her fingertips. Was she stupid?
As a result, Manager Fu became irritable.

Seeing that he had been bothering him for several days, the servant who paid the steward rolled his eyes and said after deliberation: "Master Steward, as the saying goes, stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade, maybe we can change the entry point? "

"You mean to fool her elder brother or her cousin Ye Qiongxiang?" Manager Fu frowned.

"They are people on the same boat, I'm afraid it's not so easy for adults to get what they want," the valet leaned over, "In my humble opinion, it's better to start with her second cousin Ye Jiwu!"

"Tell me." Manager Fu regained his energy.

"Didn't Ye Jiwu run away from home? He usually knows so many drinking and meat friends. When his money is spent, he will definitely not go home easily according to his stubborn temper. He will continue to hang around on the street until the end Time, as long as we..." The boy whispered on his shoulder.

"Good idea!" Manager Fu patted his thigh, "This time, I'm not afraid that this little girl won't compromise on her film!"

"Yes." The boy nodded repeatedly.

"If it works, I will credit you with great merit!" Manager Fu took out ten taels of silver from his purse, "This is a reward for you, take it!"

"Thank you, my lord, I will do my best to help you, my lord, just wait and see!" said the boy confidently.

(End of this chapter)