The flaming red lantern hung in front of the door, but the door was closed, and it seemed a little lonely. (Fengwu Literature Network)

On the first night of Jiang Nu and Mo Nansheng's wedding, Fusang carried a small bench and sat in the courtyard for most of the night.

Jiuniang and Gu Huacheng are naturally not lonely, but he is lonely.

Since then, there has been only one lonely man left in this wine fragrance. Sighing, Fuso watched the sky gradually brighten, blew out the lantern lit at the door, and entered the stove room.

Jiang Nu said that she would come back today.

Brother, what are you doing? When Jiuniang came to the stove room with a yawn, what she saw was Fusang's busy figure.

Fusang didn't reply, and continued to fight against the fish on the board: Little junior sister returned to the door today, let's naturally have to cook a good meal, and it also saves Mo Nansheng from underestimating us.

Jiuniang was stunned, and pulled the corners of her mouth slightly: I was reluctant to Jiang Nu yesterday, you and Master still laughed at me, why did Senior Brother have such thoughts today?

It's not that I'm reluctant to Jiang Nu, I just feel that there will be one less person to mess around with me in the future. Fusang paused and sighed, how good it would be if you weren't my teacher.

Jiuniang laughed: Senior brother started talking nonsense again.

In your heart, I've always been talking nonsense. Fusang shook his head, turned to look at Jiuniang, are you hungry? There is porridge boiling in the pot, and when you are hungry, you drink a little first.

All right. Jiu Niang smiled and shook her head. By the way, senior brother, you don't actually have to think about making a full Han banquet by one person, after all, the junior sister is married, and the Chen Wangfu also wants to express it, a few days ago, the master said to the Chen Wangye, today I borrowed the chef of the palace to use it, senior brother, you ......

The chef of the palace is from the palace, and what I do is mine, which is different. Fusang interrupted Jiu Niang's words and got busy again.

Jiuniang frowned. I wanted to step forward to help, but I didn't know if I got up too early in the morning, and I felt a wave of dizziness and a wave of nausea.

Jiuniang glanced at the fish in Fusang's hand that she couldn't bear to look at directly, and shook her head: Senior brother, I can't smell this smell anymore, I'll go out first.

Well. Fusang nodded casually, didn't look at Jiu Niang, and continued to be busy.

Jiuniang retched when she got out of the stove room.

Gu Huacheng rushed over when he heard the news, only glanced at it, and frowned: What's the matter?

It's nothing. Just watching my brother fish. It's fishy. Jiu Niang smiled and shook her head. Motioned to Gu Huacheng to bring her a glass of water. After rinsing her mouth, Jiu Niang felt a little more comfortable, and looked at Gu Huacheng with a smile, Master, when do you say Jiang Nu and they have to arrive?

It's noon. Gu Huacheng patted Jiu Niang's back. Wrinkled and didn't look at Jiu Niang, do you want to ask the doctor to take a look?

Where is it so delicate, and besides, when my sister returns to the door today, let's go and ask for a doctor, how undecent. Jiu Niang glanced at Gu Huacheng with disgust.

Gu Huacheng looked at Jiuniang and instructed: If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me, let's go to the doctor immediately.

Well, I know both. Jiu Niang smiled and gently approached Gu Huacheng's arms.

It's noon. Mo Nansheng and his party finally entered the door.

The ginger girl has faded away from the girl's dress of the past, her hair is tied back and she is dressed as a woman. As soon as she saw Jiu Niang, Jiang Nu pounced, and shouted with a little grievance in her mouth: Senior sister.

Look at you. What are you crying about at this time? Jiu Niang laughed, and raised a handkerchief to wipe Jiang Nu's tears.

Jiang Nu looked at Jiuniang with tears and laughter: I just want to cry.

The surname is Mo, are you bullying my junior sister! Fusang rolled up his sleeves and waited for Mo Nansheng.

Mo Nansheng's eyes widened and he said: Senior brother is wronged, how could I bully Jiang Nu.

Then you see my sister crying like this...... Before Fusang could finish speaking, he was pressed by Gu Huacheng on the shoulder.

Gu Huacheng chuckled: Okay, let's go to tea.

Why me? Fuso was not happy.

Jiu Niang glanced at Fusang: You mean to let me go?

…… I'll go. Fuso shook his head silently and turned to go out.

Jiuniang glanced at Gu Huacheng and said with a smile: "I'll take Jiang Nu to say something considerate, and the two of you will talk about your men's topics."

Jiang Nu nodded, wiped the tears on her face, and followed Jiuniang into the inner room, holding Jiuniang's hand and refusing to let go.

Jiu Niang smiled: At the beginning, I remembered that you were happily looking forward to marrying Mo Nansheng, why do you regret it now?

I don't regret it. Jiang Nu blushed as she spoke: I just feel a little reluctant Senior Sister.

Jiang Nu said and cried directly into Jiuniang's arms.

Jiu Niang was a little helpless, and she really didn't know how to persuade her.

She and Jiang Nu are still different in the end.

When Jiu Niang got married, she actually just changed her room to sleep, and the people around her and the surrounding environment have not changed.

But Jiang Nu is different, Jiang Nu is a real marriage. From the fragrance of wine to marrying into the Mo family in the south of the city, the people and things faced are all different. In the Mo family, Jiang Nu is familiar with it, but it is only a Mo Nansheng. But Mo Nansheng can't be by Jiang Nu's side all the time, and the man has no reason to stay at home.

It's not like Gu Huacheng, in the aroma of wine, it's home, but it's also a place to work.

Jiuniang sighed, patted Jiang Nu, and asked softly: How is he?

Well, naturally it is good. Mo Nansheng is good everywhere, senior sister, but ...... Jiang Nu lowered her head and sniffled, Senior sister, I'm not saying that the people of the Mo family are bad, I'm just ...... I just don't feel used to it. Especially...... Especially in the morning, I don't have to cook.

…… Jiuniang was stunned, and finally couldn't help laughing: Isn't it a good thing that you don't need to cook? What do you have to cry about?

I'm just not used to it. Jiang Nu glared at Jiu Niang with some annoyance.

Jiu Niang laughed for a while, rubbed her stomach to settle down, turned her head to look at Jiang Nu After a while, the corner of Jiu Niang's mouth brought up a treacherous smile: The Mo family didn't force you to have a grandson?

Masters! I just got married! Jiang Nu waited for Jiuniang with a red face.

Jiuniang covered the corners of her mouth and sneered, laughing and laughing, and felt uncomfortable in her stomach. His face turned white.

Jiang Nu got closer, looked at Jiu Niang's changes, and suddenly changed her face: Senior sister, what's wrong with you?

Be quiet. Jiuniang glared at Jiang Nu, she was too tired of eating last night.

Jiuniang sighed, now this stomach is really delicate. I have to wait for Jiang Nu to go back before I can ask for a doctor, otherwise Jiu Niang always feels bad.

But Jiang Nu didn't care about these at all, and looked at Jiu Niang's face and was about to cry again: Senior sister, I'll go and ask for a doctor.

Not really. Jiuniang smiled, I have my own body, don't worry.

But......

Aren't you all done yet? It's time for us all to take our seats. Gu Huacheng entered the door and interrupted the conversation between the two people.