Chapter Seventy-Four: Solitude
Yuanfu's flower woman has quick hands and feet, and she looks round and full, and it didn't take long for her to serve four dishes and one soup on the table, although it was a home-cooked meal, it was exquisitely made.
She put down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand, and when she turned around, she dragged out the seven mangs on the side of the pestle, and then invited Xiang Yan to go to the next door to eat with a smile, and took the door intimately when she left.
Qimang's reluctance was complained by the flower woman, "I didn't see that the son has something to do, and your little brother really has no eyesight." ”
She has served her son for so many years, and the house has always been quiet and there are no people. On weekdays, there are all big men who come in and out, but now the sun is coming out in the west, and there is such a handsome girl, and her mother-in-law wants to make a good match.
Xiang Yan, who usually doesn't smile, heard this, and couldn't help laughing out loud, and was slapped by Qimang.
Hua Pozi's thick and loud voice, how could the two people in the room not hear it. Miao Zhi's cheeks were flushed, and she was stunned to hold her white and tender neck and look at the food on the table intently.
Yuan Hongxuan was very surprised by these words, so he was a little excited in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, so he coughed twice to break the somewhat silent and embarrassing atmosphere in the room.
"Miss Miao Zhi, try this!" He sandwiched a chopstick between the red and yellow fried bamboo shoot sprouts in front of him and put them on the small plate in front of Miao Zhi.
"Although Mother Hua is not a serious cook, she makes good dishes, which have a touch of home flavor than the dishes in those restaurants, and I have been used to eating for so many years, do you taste it to your liking?"
The man said with a smile on his face, his warm and moist voice was very good, and his usual indifferent and detached appearance was completely gone, and his obsidian-like eyes were as bright as stars.
The embarrassing atmosphere was swept away, Miao Zhi took some bamboo shoots and chewed them carefully, the bamboo shoots were crisp and refreshing, and there was indeed a special taste that spread between her lips and teeth.
At this moment, there was a knock on the closed door, and then the round body of the flower woman squeezed in. The green wine jug and two wine glasses were placed on the table, and she smiled and said to Miao Zhi: "Girl, this is the fruit wine made by Hua Pozi herself, sweet and mellow, not intoxicating." After the honest woman finished speaking, she went out with a spring breeze on her face.
Without the restraint just now, Miao Zhi naturally let go a lot, she was very curious about the taste of the fruit wine, in the twenty-first century, she had only drunk the spicy liquor and the rancid beer. The last time I tasted the taste of "March Spring" in Yanbo Fang, I don't know if it tasted hundreds of times better than the modern wine, and today it is fruit wine, she must want to taste it.
Yuan Hongxuan looked at the woman with a look of eagerness, raised his hand and handed over a full cup.
Miao Zhi picked up the wine glass, sniffed shallowly, the fruity aroma was overflowing, there was a smell of sour plums, and the entrance was also sweet with a little sourness, where there was the spicy of the wine, it was clearly a cup of plum juice.
Yuan Hongxuan had never tasted this wine in the past, and Qimang was even more drunk. He looked at the woman's face with joy, and also picked it up and took a sip. The taste is good, and the atmosphere of the day is just right.
The night was getting darker, there was not even a single cloud in the sky, the translucent stars were blinking, and the white jade disk seemed to make the moon glow with a silvery white halo.
The charcoal fire in the furnace was burning red, and the atmosphere in the room was getting better, and the two chatted while eating, and the wine jug was at the bottom after a while.
"Miss Miaozhi came to me today, is it that Brother Yuqian's medicine is about to run out!" He put down his chopsticks and looked clear.
"Well, probably! It's just that the eldest brother didn't say it, I guessed. But when you say that, it seems that I guessed correctly. Miao Zhi raised her eyes and said slowly. Although he said that he was not polite, he was always a little awkward.
She changed her words again, "That medicine must be very expensive, I want you to buy more for me, and I will give you the silver when you go to Linglong Fang in a few days." ”
"No," he pointed to the delicate bottle on the shelf of the Eight Treasure Pavilion behind him, and the corners of his mouth smirked, "That's enough." ”
The two pushed back and forth, and in the end, Yuan Hongxuan did not accept her "kindness".
Miao Zhi drank the last sip of fruit wine in the cup, and licked her red lips with a lingering expression.
Unbeknownst to her, the man's hot dark eyes instantly caught her small movements, his pupils constricted, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
Hua Pozi cleaned up the dishes, eagerly brought melons, fruits, and snacks, and patted Miaozhi's shoulder cordially when she went out.
A line was clearly written on her face: Girl, you have good eyesight, our son is as handsome as jade, take him down quickly!
No matter how cheeky a person sees such an obvious signal, I'm afraid they will blush, not to mention that Miaozhi is still a girl.
She hung her head embarrassedly, her hands were tightly folded in front of her, her white and tender ten fingers were twisted into ten white jade knots, her nervous pair of beautiful eyes were half-hidden, her beautiful little face was covered with red clouds, and even the small white and tender ears were a little crimson.
Yuan Hongxuan was also made a little crying and laughing by this flower woman. The woman in front of her looked shy, she lowered her head, her long eyelashes like cicada wings trembled slightly, her reddened little face was full of water, and even the soft fluff on her pink cheeks like spring grass on the long causeway was really visible.
Miao Zhi didn't know how attractive her shy and budding appearance was.
Yuan Hongxuan's Adam's apple moved again, and his rational and calm brain was rarely blank for a moment.
The candle flame "crackled", which made him come back to his senses suddenly, and he couldn't help coughing twice, and subconsciously touched his nose. I was really rude just now, and I was stunned for so long.
He got up and went to the back room, took out a porcelain bottle from under the pillow, and another from the drawer of several cases, walked quickly to the woman and handed it over.
"Here you go, these are two bottles, enough for Brother Yuqian to eat for a long time."
Miao Zhi took the bottle, and looked at the man in front of him fixedly, his handsome face as jade shimmered, his sword eyebrows into the sideburns, his eyes were like a deep pool, and he swept away the indifference and alienation in front of people, like the sun in May in front of her, and warm and gorgeous.
The corners of her lips curled and her smile was bright. "Thank you!"
His eyes were deep and dark, and his pupils seemed to be burning with a cluster of flames, he looked at her for a long time, and finally opened his mouth in a low voice, "In the future, just call me Hongxuan." ”
Miao Zhi was stunned, her heart was beating "suddenly" as if it had an instant motor, she heard it right! Then he nodded heavily in Yuan Hongxuan's expectant gaze, "Okay, Hongxuan." ”
Time seems to freeze, a hint of sweetness brews and ferments in the air, like the lingering fragrance of flowers, which makes people intoxicated and indulgent.
The laughter of the flower lady outside the door finally ruined this beautiful moment, and both of them looked away unnaturally.
"Miss, it's late at night, we should go back." Xiang Yan said by the door.
"yes, okay." She got up to say goodbye and took a deep look at Yuan Hongxuan again.
The moonlight was white, the carriage was moving, and the man standing by the door and watching the carriage go away had a sword eyebrow, and there was a touch of warmth in his deep and restrained eyes.