Chapter 21 Meng Po Soup

The dark night sky was particularly cold, and a shadowy figure stood in the wind, followed closely by a yellow dog beside him, silently staring at the red lantern under the eaves of Ziyan in the distance, and it took a long time before leaving gloomily......

"Meng Niang is Xiaotian's father, and he once looked for me. Father Zi Yan stretched out his hand and pointed to the back of the figure that disappeared into the darkness.

"Well, I know his origin, if it weren't for this person's greed, Xiao Tian would not have come here, and Zi Yan and Xiao Tian would not have the fate they have today. ”

"Hey, this person is also familiar with some Taoism, although he was a little greedy in life, but it is also for future generations, in fact, it is human nature to think about it. ”

"No matter what happened to him during his lifetime, after all, he is still Zi Yan's father-in-law, and if there is a chance in the future, you and I will help him in a timely manner. Meng Po reached out and stroked the white hair in front of her sideburns.

"Yes, yes, what Meng Ganniang said is reasonable, if you have the opportunity to help, you can help. Zi Yan's father echoed the ......

On the mandarin duck pillow, the fragrance of man's laurel is strange, and they are in love with each other, and they are warm to each other, and unconsciously, the red candle burns out, and the sky is bright.

When he woke up, the sky was already bright, Tiancheng looked at Zi Yan who was still sleeping in his arms, his eyes were full of tenderness, "Lady, it's dawn." ”

In fact, Zi Yan had already woken up, but her face was thin, thinking of the lingering last night, her face felt hot and a little ashamed, and when she saw Tiancheng calling her mother, her heart was sweet and shy, and she closed her eyes tightly, surrounded her face in the brocade quilt, and her body trembled slightly.

Tiancheng saw his wife Zi Yan like this, knowing that Zi Yan was a little embarrassed, so he didn't speak, leaned over and kissed Zi Yan lightly on the face, Zi Yan's face suddenly turned peach, like the sunset on the horizon.

Seeing his wife Ziyan so nicknamed, Tiancheng secretly pursed his lips and smiled, got up and dressed, washed himself first, and prepared things for his wife Ziyan to wash, and then started to cook on the fire.

When the meal was cooked, Zi Yan got up shyly and lazily.

After a simple wash, he painted a light makeup, looking at the busy work inside and outside the Tiancheng house, the color of happiness rippled on Zi Yan's face.

Leaning on the door and looking forward to it, her peach cheeks are red, she has not vomited her words, her breath is like a quiet orchid, and Ziyan, who is a young woman, is even more charming and endlessly gentle and lovely.

Although it was just a very simple meal, the two of them ate Qingqing and me, sweet and sweet, lingering, better than the delicacies of the mountains and the sea.

The newlywed Yan'er went to Wushan Yunyu together, I don't know how much......

At noon on the third day, which is often said to be the three days when the newlyweds returned to their parents' homes, Meng Ganniang and Zi Yan's father both came.

Tiancheng, Zi Yan and his wife hurriedly let the two elders into the house, sat in the middle, and the two of them bowed to Meng Ganniang and his father-in-law.

Zi Yan's father and Meng Ganniang were bowed by the little couple in a stable manner.

After the salute, Tiancheng and Zi Yan got up and served tea to the two elders respectively.

"When a daughter gets married, how can a godmother not send something to dowry. Meng Po picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and looked at Tiancheng Ziyan with loving eyes.

Godmother: "In the past few years, you have treated my daughter like a mountain, if you don't have your godmother's care, I really don't know how to live my daughter, this is the best gift you can give your daughter, your daughter doesn't want any gifts, this gift is more precious than anything else." ”

"Godmother, Yan'er, Yan'er, I'm already very content......"

Hehe, the daughter is newly married, the mother has no dowry, to give, to give, to give, Meng Po spoke, reached out from her arms to take out a brocade box, opened the brocade box, there was a red red ling, said: This is "Rainbow Ling". My daughter is newly married, and the right is my godmother's dowry.

When Zi Yan's father saw this, his expression was solemn, and he looked at Meng Ganniang in surprise, her godmother, you gave Zi Yan this thing, could it be her......

Meng Po looked up at Zi Yan's father, "Heavenly Master Wang also knows the wonderful use of this thing?"

"Ahem, don't torture me, what kind of heavenly master am I. ”

I'm an old woman, but my daughter is in her prime, how can I let her accompany me......

Alas, "This man is old, and sometimes he is confused, why is there no door on this mouth, and the time is not right." ”

When Meng Po spoke, she seemed to be talking to herself, and it seemed to be talking to Zi Yan's father.

When Zi Yan's father saw the gifts and words that Meng Ganniang gave to his daughter, he was so surprised that he was about to dance. ”

Seeing Zi Yan's father like this, Meng Po smiled slightly, and gently shook her head at Zi Yan's father. ”

Zi Yan's father suddenly understood, bowed deeply to Meng Po, his face was full of surprise, and he stopped talking.

Tiancheng, Zi Yan, the two of you, you look at me, I look at you, all with doubts on their faces?

Zi Yan pointed to the rainbow Ling in the godmother's hand and asked curiously: "Godmother, what is this ribbon for, it's pretty good." ”

"Zi Yan's father heard Zi Yan say that this ribbon is very good-looking, and thought to himself, child, if you know its origin and wonderful use, you probably can't be so calm, this is your godmother who won't let me say, I am forbearing, or I will go crazy now." ”

"Good daughter, you will know in the future, you can't say it now, you can't say it. Meng Po smiled and picked up the teacup in her hand.

"Thank you, godmother. Zi Yan took the brocade box in Meng Po's hand with both hands.

When Meng Po handed over the rainbow Ling in her hand to Zi Yan, Zi Yan's father next to her eyes were about to glow with a frightened green light, it is estimated that if it wasn't for her godmother to give her daughter, he would have to snatch it now.

"Come on, uncle, come here, you and Ziyan are newly married, you can't be partial, and you can't be partial, and I will give you a gift to my aunt. ”

As Meng Po spoke, she took out another object from her bosom, which was a small drum the size of half a palm.

"Tiancheng's face is full of puzzlement, what is the use of this thing as a godmother, is it the small drum that coaxes children to play, but we ...... it"

Zi Yan's face was crimson, and she pinched Tiancheng......

Hahaha, Meng Po and Zi Yan's father burst out laughing.

Meng Po just said: "Child, this thing is called the Zhentian Drum. "It's an ancient artifact, the so-called heavenly drum ringing in all directions, it can save your life at a critical moment, but it can only be used once, uncle, you can remember, it is not available until it is absolutely necessary, remember!"

Tiancheng and Zi Yan didn't understand the purpose of the gift given to them by the godmother, but they knew that the gift given by the godmother must be very precious, and the two hurriedly thanked the godmother.

"Today is the third day of your husband and wife's new marriage, and there are three days to go back to your mother's house in the yang world, it stands to reason that the godmother should have prepared a table of banquets and let you two come to me for a meal, which can be regarded as a daughter's return to her parents' house, but I am really inconvenienced there. There are many things here that can't be known to too many people, so the godmother brought a few drinks and food, and it just so happened that Wang Tianshi also came, so let's have a lively time together. ”

"Hey, you see that Meng Ganniang is thoughtful, why didn't you think of this. Father Zi Yan scratched his head as he spoke.

Everyone smiled and started together, brought the wine and food to the table, Tiancheng hurriedly poured wine for Meng Ganniang and his father-in-law, poured a glass himself, held the cup with both hands, and respectfully saluted the godmother and father-in-law.

Seeing that Zi Yan didn't drink, the godmother said: "Zi Yan, I also boiled some soup, while it's hot, you can drink a bowl and give Xiao Tian some to drink." ”

"Godmother! no!" Hearing the godmother say let her give Tiancheng soup to drink, Zi Yan's face suddenly changed, and her hand that was about to serve the soup trembled slightly, and she looked at the godmother with a pleading look.

Meng Ganniang smiled and pointed her finger at Zi Yan's head, "It is said that women are extroverted and their elbows are turned outward, I don't think this is false at all."

Don't worry, Godmother knows what you think about Xiaotian, this soup is not ecstasy soup, but joy soup.