Scheming Husband Comes to Farm

When she got home, Rong Xiu took out her handkerchief, sniffed it, and then threw it on the ground: "it seems that this is some kind of perfume. It smells very bad, and it is a bit pungent."

If she hadn't noticed just now that she was forced to drink this glass of wine, she might have fallen into the trap of Liu Tu and Wang Po Zi. She did not know how dirty the two men were.

"Lady, it's very hot tonight." Su Chengxi took off his clothes and took a folding fan in his hand. On the folding fan, there was a pair of ink and water landscape. It was really beautiful.

Rong embroidery was attracted by the fan: "Xianggong, did you paint the landscape above?"

"I painted it, but it's been a long time since." Su Chengxi will fold a fan, against the chin: "lady, today is I did not protect you."

"My husband is wrong. You have been standing in front of Liu Tu all the time, so I haven't been hurt." "Even if my mother-in-law really did something, it was just that my husband had never thought that she could do such a thing."

"We will not go again if it is not necessary." Su Chengxi stood up and looked at the moon in the sky: "it's about to Mid Autumn Festival..."

Qi city itself is just a city in a corner, which has always been far away from the emperor, so it is still calm. But Rong embroidery always felt that the wind and clouds were surging outside.

"My husband, I'll make some moon cakes tomorrow. Let's sell them in the village and town." Rongxiu looked at the yellow moon in the sky. One thought of moon cake and the other thought of copper plate.

As soon as the words were spoken, Rong Xiu felt that she was a little vulgar. She was embarrassed to clear her throat: "the so-called generation after generation of everyone is infinite. Jiang Yue looks similar every year I don't know who the moon is waiting for... "

"I didn't expect my wife to think like this. I just don't know where this poem comes from." Su Chengxi was curious.

This can be embarrassing, Rong Xiu is just a child to learn from the textbook casually think about the moon, just read it out, where she has so much love.

"Well An old poet wrote I don't remember his name either... " Rong embroidered a story.

"So it is. Chengxi couldn't help but take it to heart." Su Chengxi looked at the moon in the sky with his hands down. In his eyes, he had a deep friendship.

If the original owner is afraid that he can't see what's on the head here, he can just see the friendship after so many years of practicing Rong embroidery. Who is this friendship for? Rong Xiu's heart is suddenly a little sad

Su Chengxi's heart, I'm afraid there is still a person, think of here, Rong Xiu left the window, but went to the kitchen, she took a lot of red dates, washed, put in the cage drawer steaming, then opened the fire.

In the past, Su Chengxi would certainly come to help, but at the moment, Su Chengxi seems to have not seen it, sitting at the table, facing the moonlight, slowly writing.

Rongxiu bit her lower lip. She couldn't tell how hard it was. She just saw a moon. How could su Chengxi become like this? What's the meaning of her past love?

After a while, Su Chengxi came back to his senses. He turned his eyes and looked at Rong Xiu's busy figure in the kitchen. He was a little embarrassed. He quickly came up and said, "madam, I'll help you."

"No need." Rong Xiu's cool eyes fixed on Su Chengxi: "I'll come by myself."

Su Chengxi is such a smart man. Since he Rong Xiu moved here, the young couple have never been red faced, let alone have any quarrels.

But just this moment, the attitude of Rong embroidery changed so much that Su Chengxi naturally guessed something: "lady I just thought of an old friend. If you are interested, please sit down and I'll talk to you slowly

Why do you have to tell yourself Rongxiu was stunned. It could be seen that Su Chengxi was very magnanimous in the bottom of his heart. It seemed that he was not what he imagined.

Seeing that Rong Xiu didn't move, Su Chengxi took Rongxiu horizontally and put it on the bed. He sat aside and picked up the words he had just written. There was a letter on the top of it. Rong Xiu could see that there was a letter.

Although some words can't be broken out what they mean, but the main idea is to understand. At the beginning, it was written as "huaiming my friend".

"In the Mid Autumn Festival the year before last, when I was still in the Imperial City, I met a friend. We had the same aspirations and had a good time talking to each other." Su Chengxi was very sincere: "I didn't expect that just after the Mid Autumn Festival, my friend contracted a disease and soon went to the west by crane."

It's no wonder that the sentences used in this letter are mostly words of remembrance, so that it can make sense. Rongxiu can't help being angry and ashamed of her jealous appearance. She fell on Su Chengxi's shoulder: "Mr. husband, what's wrong with your friend?"

Su Chengxi's brow slightly a frown, he seems to be in memory, a moment later shook his head: "I don't know."

There seems to be something wrong with this matter. I'm afraid Su Chengxi conceals something about it. Rong Xiu nudges him a few times: "my husband, I'm not a child anymore. Do we really have so many secrets between husband and wife?""Not really." Su Chengxi sighed: "but I can't be sure, my friend has been well, this emergency is too sudden, I'm afraid there are some other things involved, since then, I left the imperial city."

His eyes flashed for a moment, as if to recall the past youth spirit.

"My husband, I'm not sure we still have a chance to go back." Rong Xiu opened her lips and said with a smile: "life is so long, where can you say it's true, isn't it? What's more, the prime minister tried his best to concoct the Xuanwu stele for the future? "

"Lady..." Su Chengxi's pupils brightened up again: "that's what I said. I'm relieved a lot. I feel much better."

"Oh, my date!" Rong embroidery suddenly reacted, the jujube fragrance in the room was too strong. She ran to the kitchen and saw the water vapor.

Rongxiu was about to reach out to take the cage drawer down, but Su Chengxi had already stepped forward with cloth on his hand. Soon, he took the cage drawer to the desk beside him.

When the heat had dissipated, Rongxiu took two chopsticks and, together with Su Chengxi, put the date stone through, and then brought flour, mixed it with the ripe jujube, added water, and kept rubbing it until it formed.

This is Rong Xiu's preparation for making moon cakes. She quickly put the jujube mud in the water, and then stretched out a stretch: "OK, we'll make moon cakes tomorrow."