After Nan Yang left, the qiē process of making dumplings was carried out in an orderly manner. Qinghuan has been running to the kitchen from time to time since a few years ago, learning to cook some dishes, and learning a lot from the cook to teach her.

Yuntang was fortunate to have eaten a few times of Qinghuan's cooking, Qinghuan's cooking skills were very good, but for some reason, the things made were a little sweet. Yuntang only thinks that Qinghuan has not grown up yet, and still likes to eat those sweet things.

Bian Zi suddenly ran in at this time, sniffed east and west, and smiled cheaply: "Senior sisters, are the dumplings in the pot?" ”

Yun Tang was wrapping it in his hand, so he took the flour-stained hand and gently patted Bian Zi's head: "Get out!" Run in and make a mess. ”

"Ouch, you're terrible! How dare you beat your senior brother? Bian Zi shouted while laughing.

Qinghuan was still struggling with his flour, looking at the live target in front of him, and smiled coldly, senior brother, don't blame me for being unjust.

She directly picked up the flour bowl next to her and slammed it on the side to take advantage of her head.

"Light Joy !!" Bian Zi roared.

Yun Tang smiled and leaned back, looking at Bian Zi's appearance of the wolf with a white face, he almost laughed out of his intestines.

Shuyu suddenly came out from behind the side: "Whew, it's good to let my brother come in first." Qinghuan, I told you to wait for me to come with you, can't you wait for this time? ”

Shuyu is sixteen years old at this age, and his facial features are also open, his round eyes with long eyelashes are extremely cute, and his facial features are delicate and noble. Just looking at that face, I feel like she's going to squeeze her eyes and tease you next.

As soon as Yuntang saw the rain, he immediately smiled and continued the work in his hand.

chuckled: "I promised Master to come back for dinner, wait for you?" You're going to miss dinner. Aren't you busy with Senior Brother Shocking in Hongfei Pavilion......"

"Shut up! How can I have? Shuyu hurriedly drank Qinghuan and looked at Yuntang, only to see that Yuntang's face was even more ugly.

"Side dripping rain! It's all your fault, if you hadn't asked me to bring you to Yuntang......" Bian Zi roared.

Shuyu said disdainfully: "Brother, can you find the culprit more accurately?" Qinghuan's little sister who is reluctant to complain about you said bluntly, you are willing to complain about your own relatives......"

"What's the noise? Quarrel and go out and quarrel. Yun Tang glared at Shuyu.

Seeing this, Shuyu hurriedly ran over and rubbed Yun Tang's side: "Sister Yun Tang, are you willing to murder me?" …… The last time you came back to Hongfei Pavilion to see me, it was half a month ago......"

"Don't touch me, go aside." Yun Tang shook off Shuyu and grabbed her hand, his face was cold.

"Sister Yuntang...... You believe me, I definitely didn't ...... with Senior Brother Shocking Hu" Shuyu looked at Yuntang pitifully.

Qinghuan was very eye-catching, and he didn't even wrap the dumplings, so he grabbed the edge of the flour and said, "Let's go first, you talk slowly", and quickly left the kitchen, and closed the door when he left.

Shuyu watched with satisfaction as her roommate pulled her brother away, but what made her even more headache was the next incident.

"Sister Yuntang." The rain is cheeky and rubs it up.

Yun Tang focused on the dumplings in his hand, and did not have the slightest intention of taking care of the rain.

"Sister Yuntang, I really didn't have anything to do with Senior Brother Zhenhu, don't listen to Qinghuan's nonsense." Rain continued.

“……”

"Then you say, is it my fault that I'm pretty? They all like to send me those sour love poems, I ...... I just gave them a few laughs, and I didn't really have anything to do with them. ”

"......" Yuntang still didn't look up.

Shuyu didn't care that Yuntang's hands were still sticking to the flour, so he directly held Yuntang's hands, and with a hard effort, he reflexively buckled her in his arms, and half-leaned over to press Yuntang on the side of the kitchen.

"Presumptuous, have you forgotten who taught you kung fu?" Yun Tang said coldly.

Shuyu put her lips very close to Yun Tang's ear, and said with a smile: "I haven't forgotten, Sister Yun Tang." It's you, who always ignore me, how long has it been since you came to see me? Don't you want me? Well? ”

Yun Tang's eyes had a hint of coldness, and a hint of gloom: "Shuyu, don't be so presumptuous." ”

Shuyu bit Yuntang's earlobe, and said vaguely while licking and biting, "You still don't believe me." ”

Yun Tang blushed half of his face, turned his head sideways, and avoided the intimacy of the rain: "I believe you?" What do I believe in you? Do I believe that you can be less flamboyant and stop hooking up with others, or do I believe that you, as the proud daughter of the royal sky, can give me any possibility? ”

"I like you. I told you a year ago that I like you. Shuyu turned his head and looked at Yuntang's eyes seriously.

"How many people do you like?" Yun Tang looked away, raised his hand, and gently pushed away the rain.

Shuyu clasped Yuntang more tightly in his arms with one hand, pinched Yuntang's chin with one hand, and kissed him fiercely.

Yuntang didn't resist, but he didn't respond either, as if he was conniving at the children's nonsense.

Shuyu bit Yuntang's soft lips and wanted to swallow it in her stomach. She was rolling and biting on Yuntang's lips, about to bite Yuntang's lips, even if she was about to bite them.

The picture of two beautiful women kissing in the kitchen makes people blush and heartbeat, and there is an ambiguous frenzy in the air.

Yun Tang finally pushed away the rain, and his lips were red and swollen from the kiss, like delicate petals wet with dew.

"Are you still angry?" Shuyu asked cautiously while panting softly.

Yun Tang straightened out his messy clothes, but his face had softened. After a long while, she spoke:

"Have you eaten?"

Shuyu was surprised in his eyes, and hurriedly responded: "Not yet." ”

"Sit down, I'll serve you a bowl of noodles first." Yuntang put aside the work of making dumplings in his hand, wiped his hands, and went to the kitchen counter to cook noodles.

Shuyu sat obediently on the side, reminiscing about Yuntang's soft lips just now, and smiled: "Sister Yuntang, you are really suitable to be a wife." ”

Yun Tang said lightly: "Yes, I wipe my ass every day for my husband who always likes to cause trouble." ”

Shuyu blushed, but seemed to be very interested in this analogy, and continued: "Actually, you know, I just like to deal with people, in fact, I like you the most. Sister Yuntang, otherwise, would you marry me? ”

"There's no such possibility, you don't dream." Yuntang is seven years older than Shuyu, and of course his mind is not as simple as Shuyu, and he will not care about this kind of joke.

"Otherwise, you can marry me. You wear men's clothes, and I will take you back to the imperial city and ask my father to make you my concubine. Shuyu smiled.

"No way. If you want to take a horse, Hongfei Pavilion can pull one back. Yuntang said coldly.

Shuyu got up, wrapped her around Yun Tang behind her, and put her lips to Yun Tang's ear: "I don't want anyone...... I want you...... Marry me......"

Yuntang blushed, but he kept taking care of the noodles in the pot in his hands. She was silent.

Qinghuan and Bian Zi decided to go together to write couplets first, and handed them to Yuntang in the kitchen first.

Bian Zi was just writing the couplet, and Shuyu came to Rongkuge, and he wrote half of the couplet and left it there. When he went back with Qing Huan, he found Nan Yang sitting in his place, looking at the dozen red papers.

Qinghuan couldn't help but smile: "Master, can't you rest?" Running around and running, do you have to find something to do? ”

Nan Yang raised his eyes and glanced at her, and only said lightly: "The dumplings are finished?" ”

"yes, some of them. This year, I wrapped some copper coins in the dumplings to see who had the good fortune to eat them. chuckled.

Nan Yang pointed to the half-written couplet on the table: "Zi Qian, this is what you wrote?" ”

Bian Zi nodded while he was busy: "Yes, I only wrote the upper link, but before I finished writing, the rain came to ......"

"Very well written," Nan Yang nodded approvingly, "Qinghuan, you come to write the couplet." ”

Qinghuan raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at the upper half of the couplet, and wrote: "The door welcomes the joyful welcome to the door"

With a light smile, he still replied to the Literary Union, so he stepped forward, took the pen, and wrote on another piece of red paper:

"The house is full of spring breeze and spring is full of houses"

Bian Zi smiled: "Qinghuan, your writing is still the same rotten, not fresh and refined at all." ”

"Senior brother, where is the freshness and refinement of the Shanglian you wrote?" Qinghuan snorted coldly, "Besides, it was originally the New Year, and the New Year, it was a little cheesy to meet the occasion." ”

Nan Yang said: "Qinghuan is right. ”

Bian Zi muttered angrily: "You women in the room will bully me...... Bullied me ......"

Nan Yang didn't take advantage of it, Wu Zi took a piece of red paper, took the pen from Qinghuan's hand, looked at Qinghuan, smiled, and wrote a horizontal batch on it:

I am happy

The pen is vigorous and powerful, and the pen is strong and domineering, which is worthy of the words written by the dignified North Punishment Lord.

"I Qinghuan ......" Qinghuan slowly read those four words in her mouth, just reading it, I felt like a sunshine was injected into my heart, warm.

Nan Yang put down his pen and seemed to be quite satisfied with his writing style: "Take it and stick it on the lintel." ”

Qinghuan carefully picked up the red paper, looked at the beautiful font carefully, and said for a long time: "Master, otherwise, I will take this one back and collect it, and you can write another one?" ”

"What are you talking about, and you still haven't taken it to the door of the main hall of Rongkue Pavilion and posted it?" Nanyang smiled lightly, "At night, I'm still waiting to eat dumplings." ”

"But now isn't the time to eat dumplings...... It's going to take another two days......" Bian Zi said while he was weak.

"Master said I want to eat, let's eat tonight." Qinghuan was quite domineering and blocked Bian Zi's words.

"Oh...... Good ......" Bian Zi took the upper and lower couplets obediently, and went to the door of the main hall with Qinghuan to paste the couplets.

After Qinghuan pasted the couplet, he ran non-stop to see the large number of New Year's goods that Yuntang brought back a few days ago. Yuntang is also a person who can run a family, and he has taken care of everything, such as paper-cutting, palace lanterns, cannonballs, fireworks, and a few bright red special festive new clothes.

Qinghuan chuckled and tossed the pile of things. She is actually a person who likes to be lively, and if she has the opportunity, she also wants to go down the mountain and see the prosperous rivers and lakes written in the book. But she has stayed in this white North Punishment Mountain since she can remember, and now she sees such a large number of red and glamorous New Year's goods, which makes her really feel the atmosphere of the world.

She might not really be a good fit to stay in such a quiet place. However, Master is here, and she has been here all her life.

Qinghuan's hand suddenly touched a dark brown paper bag, and she picked it up with curiosity, the bag was narrow and long. She shoved her fingers in and dug it out, pinched a bamboo skewer, and pulled the contents out.

It is a string of red and bright sugar gourds.

Fortunately, the weather in the north is cold, and this sugar gourd has not melted after staying here for so long.

The first time she saw a sugar gourd. It's really the same as in the book.

Wait a minute......

Wrong...... It's not the first time she's seen ......

Something flew through her head, and there was a figure in white, much taller than her. The surroundings seemed to be very noisy, as if on the street, and the man pinched a string of sugar gourds similar to this one, and stuffed them into his mouth.

Immediately, there was no more.

Is it a delusion?

Qing Huan looked at the sugar gourd in his hand blankly, and after a long time, he lowered his head and took a bite.

The thick icing and sour hawthorn are very delicious, crunchy and soft, sweet and greasy.

Qinghuan chewed slowly, she had eaten, she had eaten before.

Somehow, she chewed and chewed, but the corners of her eyes were sour, and she suddenly felt the urge to cry.

It seems like...... The person who fed her sugar gourd back then didn't want her anymore.