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Fu Jiaojiao looked at the full dining table, and called Shu Niang, who had been shrinking in the corner, over: "You go and invite Mother Fu and them all over, and taste Master Shan's craftsmanship together." ”

Shu Niang nodded slightly, and ran out.

"Master Shan won't mind." Fu Jiaojiao turned to look at Shan Fengyin and winked at him playfully.

Shan Fengyin only felt that his face seemed to be hot again, and turned his head in disguise, "Since there are many people, then I'll fry a few more dishes." ”

Fu Jiaojiao looked at his red ears and said with a smile: "That's too troublesome for Master Shan, but isn't this kitchen a little hot, look at the adults' ears are red." ”

In the final analysis, Fu Jiaojiao and Fu Yu's temperament is still similar in some aspects, and when they rise, they will inevitably tease people.

In contrast, Fu Yu is more pure.

"It's indeed a little hot and cold, so please ask Dr. Fu to help wipe your sweat." Shan Fengyin couldn't hear the ridicule in Fu Jiaojiao's words, so she turned around and looked at Fu Jiaojiao with burning eyes.

Fu Jiaojiao, who lifted a stone and hit her own foot: "......"

"I'm sorry to trouble Dr. Fu." Shan Fengyin raised his eyes slightly, motioning Fu Jiaojiao to wipe the sweat drops on his forehead.

Fu Jiaojiao subconsciously lowered her eyes and glanced at her embroidered shoes, then looked directly at Shan Fengyin and said with a smile: "It's not troublesome." After speaking, he took out the handkerchief he was carrying, and wiped his forehead carefully for Shan Fengyin.

It took a lot of willpower for Shan Fengyin to try to keep his breath as stable as usual.

He was almost a head taller than Fu Jiaojiao, and Fu Jiaojiao raised her hand, just enough to wipe his forehead.

But Shan Fengyin still lowered his head slightly, in order to make Fu Jiaojiao more effortless.

"Alright!" Fu Jiaojiao wiped it a few times, and heard the rapid heartbeat in his chest, and there was a slight smugness on her face.

Shan Fengyin quickly turned his back and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.

The previous sweat was forced out by him with internal force.

This time, the sweat is genuine.

Waiting for Fu's mother and them to come over, Shan Fengyin just fried the last dish.

There are fish and meat, vegetables and soup, at a glance, even Fu's mother, a senior cook, can't find anything bad.

"I didn't expect Master Shan to have such good cooking skills." Mother Fu sat down after being polite, but after taking a bite, she couldn't help but praise.

"Brother Shan's skills are so good!" After Fu Yu took a bite, he immediately ate it unceremoniously, and tasted each of them first, and I have to say that every dish is delicious.

"If you like that, eat more." Shan Fengyin greeted politely, although he was talking to Fu Yu, his eyes were looking at Fu Jiaojiao intentionally or unintentionally.

After using the good meal, Shu Niang and Tang Mi were responsible for cleaning up, and Fu Jiaojiao was on the lunch break.

"Xiao Yu'er, you can send the order back."

Fu Yu had just eaten the dish made by Shan Fengyin, so he was naturally very happy.

Shan Fengyin glanced at Fu Jiaojiao deeply, and then said goodbye to her.

Walking by Fu Jiaojiao's side, he smelled a faint fragrance of osmanthus again.

Just when she wiped his sweat, he smelled the scent of osmanthus on her head, which should be the hair oil made of osmanthus on the two osmanthus trees in the yard.

"This osmanthus tree grows really well, I don't know if there are no osmanthus flowers?" Shan Fengyin stood under the tree and looked up at the osmanthus tree.

These two osmanthus trees are at least twenty or thirty years old, and the branches and leaves that grow are almost covering most of the yard.

"There should be no more in the tree." Fu Yu followed his line of sight, it was already winter, and the osmanthus tree had begun to lose its leaves, and there were naturally no osmanthus flowers on it.

"If you like it, Mother Fu should have it, I'll help you get some over." Fu Yu said enthusiastically.

"Then thank you Brother Fu."

Fu Yu waved his hand casually.

When he got out of the courtyard, Fu Yu cautiously glanced around, approached Shan Feng's hidden side, and whispered, "Brother Shan, when do you plan to return to Beijing?" ”

By the way, you can bring him with you!

"Brother Fu has something to worry about in the capital?"

"There are so many things to worry about!" Fu Yu said secretly.

"It's just that I miss the third prince a little, and I was in a hurry to leave before, and I didn't tell him how long it would take to go back." Fu Yu casually made an excuse.

Compared with the third prince, what he misses more is the flower world in the capital.

"Well, then when I'm better, I'll leave." Shan Fengyin said.

Fu Yu was immediately happy, the more he looked at Shan Fengyin, the more pleasing he became, thinking of what he said before, he hurriedly volunteered: "I'll go to Mother Fu first to get some osmanthus flowers for you." ”

Shan Fengyin smiled and nodded.

Within half an hour, Fu Yu brought a bag of dried osmanthus flowers, which was about two taels.

Shan Fengyin carefully selected some good quality and fragrant ones from it, and then carefully put them on a piece of fabric.

Put it under the pillow, Shan Fengyin thought about it, picked it up again, went out and asked Fu Quan's daughter-in-law to borrow a needle and thread to sew the cloth.

Shan Fengyin hadn't done any needlework before, and at first he didn't even know how to tie the thread after threading the needle.

It took a few tries before I got the hang of it.

Sewed three small cloth bags, he picked the most beautiful and densest stitches, and then slowly put the osmanthus flowers he had just selected into it.

After making sure that the osmanthus inside would not fall out, he put it back under the pillow.

Pillowed on the pillow, Shan Fengyin took a deep breath, and sure enough, there was a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

It is exactly the same as Fu Jiaojiao's body.

There was an extra smile on his face, and then he slowly entered the dream with the fragrance of osmanthus on his pillow.

"One worships heaven and earth, two worships the high hall, husband and wife worship each other, and send them to the cave room!"

Shan Fengyin saw a woman in a wedding dress sitting next to him, and a bride beside him urged: "The groom, lift the lid quickly, the bride should come in a hurry." ”

I don't know why, Shan Fengyin always felt that the person under the red lid must be Fu Jiaojiao.

He picked up the scale a little nervously, and gently lifted the red lid, and there was indeed that familiar face underneath.

"Husband......" He heard Fu Jiaojiao's mouth, and Jiaojiao called himself softly.

Shan Fengyin listened to this "husband", and only felt that the whole person was about to burn.

"The newlyweds have a glass of wine."

Shan Fengyin looked at Fu Jiaojiao a little stunned, and her body was fiddling with Xi Niang at will.

Fu Jiaojiao looked at him like a silly, and the smile on her face became a little brighter.

finally finished drinking a glass of wine, and Xi Niang said a lot of auspicious words, and then withdrew with a knowing ambiguous smile.

Shan Fengyin looked at Fu Jiaojiao, her eyes were hot, and she was about to speak, when she felt a chill on her body...... (To be continued.) )