Yao Xiu looked up embarrassedly at the broken branch and said: This is wrong with Yao Xiu, and he will come to the door to apologize another day.
But Youjin has already followed Wang Po into the yard
The degree of openness of the capital is comparable to that of Yong'an. You Jin lived here for a while, but no one from the neighbors on both sides found out about her origin. He only occasionally saw each other in the alley.
The twelfth lunar month is approaching
Youjin set up two bamboo poles in the yard, tied a long rope with Mrs. Wang, and hung the wax stew on it. This kind of meat has been marinated and can be eaten until the next winter.
I won’t buy fish to pickle. The fish in the capital is expensive. Our Yong'an has only 300% pounds of squid. If you want to eat it, you can just go to the river in front of the door to catch it. The price of the fish is cheap and it’s not worth a few dollars. My mother’s vinegar fish is the best in Shili Street.
Youjin turned around and smiled at Wang Po.
Then the old woman would taste the wife's skills with a shameless face. Wang Po said, and sighed again, "Is the wife homesick?"
Youjin nodded: Where can I not think about it? I have been thinking about it for a long time
More than ten years
She married Qi Gui at the age of seventeen. After Qi Gui died, she wanted to go home. Not to mention anything else, the property that her parents gave her was already ruined, and she didn't even have the money to go back. She ended up being alone, so she had no face to go back to Yong'an.
My parents are old, and my brothers and nephews have to raise them. She has no need to go back and cause trouble for them.
Mrs. Wang thought to herself: My wife is only sixteen, and ordinary people in the capital have started to talk about marriage, so it is inevitable that she will stay homesick for two or three years before getting married.
The master and servant were talking in the yard as if no one was present. However, when they came in carrying the bamboo pole, they forgot to lock it and let someone push it away from outside. The person who came here didn't know how long they had been standing there.
It was still Mrs. Wang who saw the person first, and was so shocked that all the Fengs in his hand fell off. He hurriedly bowed: Duke Guo
Youjin was wearing a blue mattress and heard the movement. The man froze and grabbed the rope in his hand. Then he turned around to look at him with a flattering smile on his face and said: Master, are you here?
Judging from this attitude, it seems that he regards himself as his man's house, or it may be worse than that
Rich businessmen are walking around all year round, and it is not rare to keep a house outside, but this is ultimately unavailable. These real nobles in the capital are not willing to be humble.
Chen Yuanqing looked up and saw what was in the yard. He took a step back slightly. The smell was really fishy.
He didn't expect that a woman would be so arrogant. He looked down on such a trick of playing hard to get, but seeing her hair dressed as a woman on her head, the man's expression slowed down.
Go and clean your hands and follow me. Chen Yuanqing walked into the house and saw nothing. You Jin glanced at him secretly behind him.
Chen Yuanqing went straight into the young golden house, and the celadon on the table inside the house was randomly inserted with a few yellow plum branches. Chen Yuanqing remembered that day she seemed to be climbing up to pick the flowers.
There was no change in the rest. Chen Yuanqing stood there with his hands behind his back, looked at the robe that had not been sewn on the shelf, and sat down in front of the table.
Youjin was outside all day today, her hands were red with cold. When she first arrived in a warm place, she was worried that she would have frostbite, so she didn't walk inside. She stood by the door and rubbed her hands and face again.
Chen Yuanqing sat there, looking at her behavior strange: What are you doing?
The prince is afraid that he doesn't even know what's going on
The room is too hot, so I will rub it warmer first to avoid the cold and warmth of sores. The young golden man didn't look at him and said to the outside.
Chen Yuanqing asked Youjin to come to his side: Come here
Youjin was puzzled. As soon as he walked over, his face was wrapped by the man. Chen Yuanqing covered her cheek and rubbed her gently. Youjin lowered her eyes awkwardly, but she couldn't avoid it.
Chen Yuanqing sighed. He could even see her slightly trembling eyelashes. The little lady was beautiful. Although she used her tricks to make him feel unhappy, she was not so disgusted.
But you can't keep dragging it on
Are you a little blamed on me?
Chen Yuanqing's hand was still on her face and he had never coaxed anyone. He thought for a long time and spoke again. There will be children in the end. The old lady showed me the marriage. I had to meet each other before the New Year. I heard that she is gentle and it should not be difficult to get along with.
Most of the girls in the gentry were virtuous. When they were still in the boudoir, they learned how to manage their families and how to control their families. They were more tolerant.
Of course, there are exceptions. Chen Yuanqing couldn't help but frown when he didn't know which one he thought of.
The child fell, Chen Yuanqing was even more sad than he thought. Perhaps his heart was already very old. Although he was still young, Chen Yuanqing, who was already thirty-six, was the one who responded to these reactions.
He occasionally wondered what the child would look like if he was born, maybe he would be like himself or like her, and he would never have been too bad.
Youjin opened his eyes: I won't blame you
It's really not a complaint. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have been able to get what she has done in her life. As for the child, she didn't plan to do so. Since he stopped killing her, she was hoping that he could leave herself alone so that she could return to Yong'an.
Anyway, it was because of that child that brought her to the capital, but now it's just right
But Youjin has already followed Wang Po into the yard
The degree of openness of the capital is comparable to that of Yong'an. You Jin lived here for a while, but no one from the neighbors on both sides found out about her origin. He only occasionally saw each other in the alley.
The twelfth lunar month is approaching
Youjin set up two bamboo poles in the yard, tied a long rope with Mrs. Wang, and hung the wax stew on it. This kind of meat has been marinated and can be eaten until the next winter.
I won’t buy fish to pickle. The fish in the capital is expensive. Our Yong'an has only 300% pounds of squid. If you want to eat it, you can just go to the river in front of the door to catch it. The price of the fish is cheap and it’s not worth a few dollars. My mother’s vinegar fish is the best in Shili Street.
Youjin turned around and smiled at Wang Po.
Then the old woman would taste the wife's skills with a shameless face. Wang Po said, and sighed again, "Is the wife homesick?"
Youjin nodded: Where can I not think about it? I have been thinking about it for a long time
More than ten years
She married Qi Gui at the age of seventeen. After Qi Gui died, she wanted to go home. Not to mention anything else, the property that her parents gave her was already ruined, and she didn't even have the money to go back. She ended up being alone, so she had no face to go back to Yong'an.
My parents are old, and my brothers and nephews have to raise them. She has no need to go back and cause trouble for them.
Mrs. Wang thought to herself: My wife is only sixteen, and ordinary people in the capital have started to talk about marriage, so it is inevitable that she will stay homesick for two or three years before getting married.
The master and servant were talking in the yard as if no one was present. However, when they came in carrying the bamboo pole, they forgot to lock it and let someone push it away from outside. The person who came here didn't know how long they had been standing there.
It was still Mrs. Wang who saw the person first, and was so shocked that all the Fengs in his hand fell off. He hurriedly bowed: Duke Guo
Youjin was wearing a blue mattress and heard the movement. The man froze and grabbed the rope in his hand. Then he turned around to look at him with a flattering smile on his face and said: Master, are you here?
Judging from this attitude, it seems that he regards himself as his man's house, or it may be worse than that
Rich businessmen are walking around all year round, and it is not rare to keep a house outside, but this is ultimately unavailable. These real nobles in the capital are not willing to be humble.
Chen Yuanqing looked up and saw what was in the yard. He took a step back slightly. The smell was really fishy.
He didn't expect that a woman would be so arrogant. He looked down on such a trick of playing hard to get, but seeing her hair dressed as a woman on her head, the man's expression slowed down.
Go and clean your hands and follow me. Chen Yuanqing walked into the house and saw nothing. You Jin glanced at him secretly behind him.
Chen Yuanqing went straight into the young golden house, and the celadon on the table inside the house was randomly inserted with a few yellow plum branches. Chen Yuanqing remembered that day she seemed to be climbing up to pick the flowers.
There was no change in the rest. Chen Yuanqing stood there with his hands behind his back, looked at the robe that had not been sewn on the shelf, and sat down in front of the table.
Youjin was outside all day today, her hands were red with cold. When she first arrived in a warm place, she was worried that she would have frostbite, so she didn't walk inside. She stood by the door and rubbed her hands and face again.
Chen Yuanqing sat there, looking at her behavior strange: What are you doing?
The prince is afraid that he doesn't even know what's going on
The room is too hot, so I will rub it warmer first to avoid the cold and warmth of sores. The young golden man didn't look at him and said to the outside.
Chen Yuanqing asked Youjin to come to his side: Come here
Youjin was puzzled. As soon as he walked over, his face was wrapped by the man. Chen Yuanqing covered her cheek and rubbed her gently. Youjin lowered her eyes awkwardly, but she couldn't avoid it.
Chen Yuanqing sighed. He could even see her slightly trembling eyelashes. The little lady was beautiful. Although she used her tricks to make him feel unhappy, she was not so disgusted.
But you can't keep dragging it on
Are you a little blamed on me?
Chen Yuanqing's hand was still on her face and he had never coaxed anyone. He thought for a long time and spoke again. There will be children in the end. The old lady showed me the marriage. I had to meet each other before the New Year. I heard that she is gentle and it should not be difficult to get along with.
Most of the girls in the gentry were virtuous. When they were still in the boudoir, they learned how to manage their families and how to control their families. They were more tolerant.
Of course, there are exceptions. Chen Yuanqing couldn't help but frown when he didn't know which one he thought of.
The child fell, Chen Yuanqing was even more sad than he thought. Perhaps his heart was already very old. Although he was still young, Chen Yuanqing, who was already thirty-six, was the one who responded to these reactions.
He occasionally wondered what the child would look like if he was born, maybe he would be like himself or like her, and he would never have been too bad.
Youjin opened his eyes: I won't blame you
It's really not a complaint. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have been able to get what she has done in her life. As for the child, she didn't plan to do so. Since he stopped killing her, she was hoping that he could leave herself alone so that she could return to Yong'an.
Anyway, it was because of that child that brought her to the capital, but now it's just right