Chapter Ninety-Nine: Liking and Marrying
Fu Jiaojiao hasn't been unwell for a long time, and she has only eaten a petal of oranges......
"Miss, where did you pick this orange?" Mother Fu looked at Fu Jiaojiao's slightly swollen cheek, very distressed, and pondered cutting down the orange tree at night. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"I don't remember much." Fu Jiaojiao said a little vaguely, afraid that Fu's mother would ask again, so she covered her mouth and pretended to be pitiful: "Oh, Mom, ask if you take medicine and rest." ”
Fu's mother had no choice, so she had to let her.
When she got out of the room, Mother Fu's face turned straight, she looked at Tang Mi and Shu Niang and asked, "Do you know where this orange came from, Miss?" ”
Both of them shook their heads at the same time, in Shan Mansion, Fu Jiaojiao was not always with them.
More often than not, it's for them to be free.
Mother Fu sighed, not too surprised, and advised: "In the future, if Miss brings in strange things, don't let her eat them casually." ”
The two of them nodded.
Fu Jiaojiao was in the room, looking at the orange left alone on the table, and then thinking of someone, she couldn't help but have a smile on her face.
She picked up the orange, played with it for a while, then peeled the orange, laid it carefully, and basked it on the windowsill in a sunny place.
Although it tastes bad, the scent of orange peel is still very fresh.
Compared with Fu Jiaojiao, Shan Fengyin's symptoms are much more serious, after all, he only ate one petal, and he ate a whole one.
Not only the teeth, but also the stomach, are a little uncomfortable.
Fortunately, his endurance was very good, and he took the medicine sent by Shan Fengyan, and he almost returned to normal the next day.
For the remaining oranges, Shan Fengyin threw them away and was reluctant, and he didn't dare to eat them again, so after thinking about it, he washed the remaining oranges, cut them into thin slices, served them with honey, and put them into a smoky blue official kiln porcelain bottle and pickled them.
Two days later, the two met again, and when they saw each other, they couldn't help laughing.
"How's your teeth?" The two said in unison.
Shan Fengyin and Fu Jiaojiao heard each other's words, and the smiles on their faces brightened a little.
"I'll be fine with my medicine." Fu Jiaojiao said.
"Me too, thanks to your medicine." Shan Fengyin looked at Fu Jiaojiao, and the depths of her eyes were full of tenderness.
"The rest of the oranges ......," the two men said in unison.
"Let's talk about it this time." Fu Jiaojiao looked at Shan Fengyin, her eyes were like sparkling water.
"For the rest of the oranges, I made some honey orange slices, you might as well take them back and taste them." Shan Fengyin tried not to be red under Fu Jiaojiao's gaze.
"Then thank you, Master Shan." Fu Jiaojiao agreed unceremoniously.
Shan Fengyin's house was not very far, it didn't take long to arrive, and when she came to the strange man's room, Fu Jiaojiao was very natural, and she looked left and right casually, but the Shu Niang who was standing next to her looked uncomfortable.
Shan Fengyin's room is very simple, except for the necessary furniture, he rarely sees his own things, and the owner's sense of existence is very weak.
"Here you go." Shan Fengyin handed the porcelain vase to Fu Jiaojiao.
Fu Jiaojiao took a closer sniff and smelled a sweet smell, she handed the bottle to Shu Niang, motioned her to put it away, and then took out a small sachet from her sleeve pocket: "I don't have anything interesting either, let's take this as a return gift, it's just right." ”
Before he could get it in his hand, Shan Fengyin smelled the fragrance of oranges.
His eyes lit up: "You put the orange peel in the sachet?" ”
"That's right, I put a few more herbs in it to refresh your mind, just right for you."
"Thank you, Dr. Fu." Shan Fengyin rarely took the sachet with joy.
The sachet was made of pink satin, and if it was in the past, he would never touch something of such a color.
But this is what Fu Jiaojiao gave him......
"Master Shan is too polite." Fu Jiaojiao pointed to the porcelain vase he sent: "Where is it more precious than Master Shan's craftsmanship." ”
In this sachet, all she did was drying orange peels and choosing medicinal herbs, and the rest was made by the people around her.
In particular, the fox embroidered on the head is still from the hand of Fu's mother.
"That honey orange, if you don't like sweets, you can soak it in water and drink it." Shan Fengyin mentioned.
"I made a note of it." Fu Jiaojiao nodded, glanced at Shan Fengyin again, and left.
Waiting for everyone to be completely invisible, Shan Fengyin retracted his gaze and looked down at the sachet.
The pink-colored fabric was also embroidered with a lifelike white-haired fox, and Shan Fengyin intuitively felt that this should not be from Fu Jiaojiao's hand.
It's just this sachet, but as long as there is a little bit of her heart in it, he is already satisfied.
Putting the sachet into the clothes close to his chest, Shan Fengyin pressed it again, and then left the house and went to the criminal department.
And Fu Jiaojiao, as soon as she got out of Shan Fengyin's room, whispered: "Don't mention today's matter to your mother." ”
Shu Niang nodded without hesitation, although she respected Mother Fu very much, but in her heart, the first thing to listen to was Miss's words.
Since the young lady won't let her say it, then she will never say it.
"That's good." Fu Jiaojiao touched Shu Niang's face and watched her face slowly become hot and red.
Shu Niang felt the temperature on her face, couldn't help but be nervous, looked at Fu Jiaojiao, and didn't know what to say.
Finally, he stammered a little and asked, "Miss, don't you want Mother Fu to know about your relationship with Master Shan?" ”
When Fu Jiaojiao heard this, she looked at her with some curiosity: "The relationship between me and Master Shan, what do you think is the relationship between the two of us?" ”
Shu Niang was asked like this, and she was suddenly a little speechless.
His mouth moved, and finally he said cautiously: "I think Master Shan likes you, Miss." ”
"I think so, too." Fu Jiaojiao looked at Shu Niang with a smile on her face, and her expression was flying: "Shu Niang, your eyes are quite bright!" ”
When Shu Niang heard the compliment, she blushed and didn't speak.
"Is that young lady going to marry Master Shan?" Shu Niang saw that Fu Jiaojiao did not prevent Shan Fengyin's liking, and even a little conniving, and couldn't help but worry in her heart.
If the young lady gets married, will she go back to the village?
Shu Niang secretly decided that even if Miss didn't return to the village, she would never leave Miss.
"Silly girl, liking and marrying are not the same thing." Fu Jiaojiao rubbed her head gently, with a hint of helplessness in her voice.
Shu Niang didn't understand Fu Jiaojiao's words, and looked at Fu Jiaojiao with her eyes wide open.
"When you grow up later, maybe you'll understand." Fu Jiaojiao said with a smile, and then regardless of whether she could understand or not, she took the porcelain bottle containing honey oranges from her arms and walked away happily.
Now, she's going back and have a taste of it! (To be continued.) )