I don't want to know at all how the count called Monte Cristo escaped from prison, and why he went to prison, but Su Miao pulled him and insisted on him listening, but she herself said it upside down, not like a story of an earl's escape from prison, but like a mythical story covered by clouds and mountains, listening to his eyes were confused, headache and earache, and he had been silently praying in his heart that she would go to bed quickly, who knew that she was not even a drinker from others, and others would sleep when they were drunk and drunk, but she was drunk and told stories but the more she told, the more excited she became, Even she herself couldn't understand the story that came out of her mouth, but she told it with blazing eyes and relish, reminiscing about sitting on the edge of the bed, holding her head that was about to explode, and sighing silently in her harsh noise.

It took an hour for her to fall asleep because of her dry mouth, which was a very fortunate thing for the aftertaste, but he was not happy at all, because she asked him vaguely before going to sleep:

"There was a white cat and a black cat, and the white cat fell into the water, and the black cat rescued it, and guess what the white cat said to the black cat?"

What kind of strange problem is this?

Aftertaste sat on the edge of the bed and touched his chin in deep thought, even though he knew in his heart that it was just a nonsensical question from a drunkard when he was drunk, he couldn't help but start thinking about the answer. Under normal circumstances, when a white cat is rescued by a black cat, the first thing to say is naturally "thank you", but this answer is too ordinary, and no one will ask a question for such an ordinary answer...... But if the person who made the question is her, this is really uncertain.

What is the correct answer, I thought about it for a long time. Looking down at Su Miao, she was lying on her back in the quilt and falling asleep, and she fell asleep without giving the answer. This man's moral heart was absolutely eaten by dogs!

Because of this question with no right answer, the aftertaste of thinking about it all night is destined to not be able to sleep tonight.

In the early morning, the sun shone into the room through the window, the birds stood on the windowsill and chirped, Su Miao sat up from the bed groggily with her head cracking, every bone seemed to be broken, and every cell in her body was filled with a strong smell of wine. Feeling a little nauseous. She lazily stretched her waist and yawned and knocked on her head like a pulp, not knowing how she had come back yesterday. The people who drank her as a weak woman were too much, so she hated to go to the wedding.

It seemed to be rotting from the inside out, Su Miao yawned in a daze, and glanced at the leaky pot on the table. It's been two moments. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and staggered out the door and into the bathroom with a change of clothes. To her surprise, she didn't know which good person had already boiled the bath water, a pool of hot water was full of moist vapor, and in such a bath room, Su Miao felt that her tired body and mind were moisturized. Whoever it was, she borrowed it first.

Making up her mind, Su Miao happily locked the door. I quickly took off my clothes and jumped into the pool, and took a hot bath. The body and mind become comfortable by the moisture of the hot water. She craned her neck and let out a painful breath.

After taking a bath, the whole person was awake, Su Miao got dressed, wrung out her long hair with a hand towel, pulled it loosely, and walked out of the bathroom refreshed. Anyway, no one came to claim it, so she didn't have to boil hot water for that person anymore.

Drying bath towels on the bamboo poles in the courtyard, at this moment, but listening to a slight sound in the kitchen, Su Miao was slightly stunned, followed the sound and walked over, stepping over the threshold, a long figure of sky blue was standing in front of the stove to cook soup, with his back to her holding the soup spoon and stirring carefully, as if he was painting.

Su Miao didn't expect the aftertaste to be in the kitchen, leaning against the door frame and looking at him.

Sensing the movement, the aftertaste turned around, glanced at her obviously hungover face, and said lightly:

"I woke up so early, I was so able to toss last night, I thought you would sleep until three o'clock in the morning."

So can you toss?

Su Miao was stunned, tilted her head and asked, "Did I do anything last night?" How did I get back? ”

"I'll bring you back. People can't be good-looking, and it's really hard to deal with you when you're drunk. Aftertaste said flatly, scooped a bowl of hot and fragrant fish head tofu soup from the casserole, turned around and put it on the empty table, and glanced at her, "Sober, drink." ”

In the early morning of a hangover, someone actually cooked sobering soup, Su Miao instantly had a feeling that the most wonderful thing in the world was nothing more than this, and responded happily, happily sat down at the table, picked up the fish soup and drank it in a big gulp.

Fish head tofu soup is definitely a good product for decanting, the fish head should choose the fish head of the tarpon, boil the water in a casserole, put in the fish head that has been processed clean, knotted green onions and fresh ginger slices, cook for half an hour and then remove the fish head and remove the fish bones, try to keep the fish head meat intact. Heat the pot on the heat, smear the lard, fry the boneless fish head meat in the pot for a while, then add the cooking wine, fresh soup and minced ginger, cook over medium heat for half an hour, use a spoon to remove the fish head meat and put it in the soup bowl. Put the shredded tofu, mustard, winter bamboo shoots, and shiitake mushrooms into the original soup and boil, then pour in the beaten egg mixture, then add sesame oil and balsamic vinegar to push well, pour into a soup bowl with fish head, and sprinkle with pepper and chopped green onions.

A bowl of thick soup rich in protein can not only replenish the body lost due to hangover, but also comfort the spleen and stomach that have been destroyed by alcohol all night, and the rich aroma that comes to the face mobilizes the vitality of the lazy sleep. A bowl of warm and delicious fish soup went down, Su Miao seemed to come back to life, her eyes were shining like a handful of stars, and she exclaimed in amazement:

"Delicious!"

Hand the empty bowl to the aftertaste, smile and say loudly, "Another bowl!" ”

Aftertaste smiled lightly, she liked to drink it, which made him a little happy, and took the empty bowl and handed it to her.

Su Miao gulped down again.

"Did I do anything last night? Broke something or bit indiscriminately? She continued what he had said.

"What else would you do when you're drunk?" Aftertaste looked at her with wary eyes, but luckily she didn't bite him yesterday.

"How is that possible, I'm just giving you an example." Even if she really did, she would never admit it.

"You've told a lot of stories."

"Storytelling?"

"Well, a lot of stories are told. But I didn't understand any of them. ”

"Tell a story." Su Miao tilted her head, scratched her cheeks and thought about it, and said seriously. "Someone did say before that I like to tell stories when I'm drunk, and they also say that the stories I tell when I'm drunk are so wonderful that they can be compared to the great writers!"

"I don't know who they are, but they must be lying to you." Looking at her smirked face, the memory of last night's headache was once again evoked, he said with a glow of emerald green, paused, and suddenly remembered that he had cared about the problem of the night. With a stiff face, he took the opportunity to ask, "By the way, a white cat and a black cat." The white cat fell into the water, the black cat rescued it, what did the white cat say to the black cat? ”

"Huh? How did you know this? Su Miao asked in surprise.

"You said that last night."

"Oh." Su Miao nodded suddenly.

"What did the white cat say to the black cat?" I really care about the aftertaste and can't wait to ask.

"Meow."

"I'm not asking you to learn how to meow. I'm asking you what did the white cat say to the black cat? "Aftertaste thought her head was still in a hangover. Ask.

"The white cat says 'meow' to the black cat." Su Miao replied seriously.

A small wind swirled past the straight stiff aftertaste, whoosh-whoosh-

"......" has turned into a gray-white aftertaste, and I suddenly feel that it is so cold today!

Light footsteps sounded, and Chun Niang came in from outside, her facial expression was extremely unnatural, she hung her head, glanced at Su Miao with the corner of her eye, and said in a low voice:

"I—I'm here to get the ladle for my aunt." As he spoke, he walked over to the water tank and took the ladle from the lid. I didn't look at the aftertaste from beginning to end, but I met Su Miao's eyes when I came in and left. Then she walked briskly with her head down.

Su Miao put her cheek on one hand, watched her leave the kitchen as if she was running away, and said with a smile:

"She's ignoring you."

"I don't like to be interrupted." He doesn't carry any emotional overtones, in a declarative tone.

"Huh? So you're not the type to be proud of being popular with girls? ”

"Do I look that stupid?" He asked nonchalantly.

Su Miao held her cheek with one hand, looked at him intently for a while, the corners of her lips hooked, and she smiled.

Aftertaste felt that she was underestimated by her, a little angry, stepped forward to pick up the soup bowl and was about to throw it away, Su Miao hurriedly hugged it with both hands, said "stingy", and continued to eat.

The winds of early winter have begun to cut their faces.

On the fixed holiday, Su Miao rarely got up early, and Huiwei was forced to follow her to the market, and when he came back, he glanced at Su Miao, who was walking in front of Youzai, and couldn't bear it:

"I said you should at least take one."

Su Miao was stunned for a moment, turned around, spread her hands, a string of smoked dried fish in her left hand and a string of baked potatoes in her right hand, and said to him seriously:

"But I'm too busy to spare now."

The corners of her eyes twitched fiercely, and she looked at her speechlessly, this woman's face was thicker than the city wall.

A wide mule cart passed by the two of them and drove straight into Jixiang Lane.

Jixiang Lane is inhabited by ordinary people who don't have cars, and the alley is also a little narrow for things like cars, even if such a big car appears in the alley with a mule cart, it immediately causes a commotion.

Su Miao and Huiwei were also puzzled, and walked home after the mule cart, wondering who was so bold and had such a big car in this alley, and the mule cart had slowly stopped, and it was actually parked in front of the Su family's small courtyard.

Su Miao paused in surprise, and saw from a distance that a young man wearing a navy blue collared straight jacket and a black square scarf got off the mule cart, and it turned out to be Sun Dalang.

After Sun Dalang got out of the car, he tidied up his clothes, and then put on a warm expression, and walked towards the Su family's courtyard, and the little guy who drove the car took down a stack of gift boxes from the car and hurriedly followed him.

"Ah, isn't that the eldest sister's predecessor?" Aftertaste also recognized, and said in surprise.

"What is he here for?" Su Miaohu frowned suspiciously, not only did he suddenly come to the door, but also put on a smug expression, didn't he just be cuckolded by his wife and found out that his son was not his own and was rumored to have poor ability in that regard, this is not a good thing, why is he so happy?

Her eyes sank, and she quickened her steps home.

At this time, it was almost noon, Su Xian had already gotten up, and she didn't know when she had cultivated her mood, her makeup was evenly smeared, her sideburns were like clouds, and she was sitting in the courtyard sipping a cup of safflower tea comfortably.

Now she is no longer the peasant woman who thinks all day and night about whether the pig has to be fed another meal before the needlework is finished, and there is not enough water in the water tank.

The door of the small courtyard was pushed open, Sun Dalang walked in, looking at her beautiful face intently, how could he not have noticed before, this face is a hundred times more beautiful than Zhao Pearl, this figure is ten thousand times more charming than Zhao Pearl, even he himself felt that he was simply blind back then.

"Ah Xian." He exclaimed, with a smile.

Su Xian heard the knock on the door and was turning around, but when she heard such a sound, a trace of cold crept up her back, and she almost threw up.

"Get out!" Her disgust for him is the kind that wants to copy the kitchen knife when she sees it, and she doesn't bother to clamp him, and spit out a sentence coldly.

Sun Dalang's face is beyond the reach of ordinary people, even if he is so obviously disgusted, because he came with a purpose, although there is a trace of anger in his eyes, he can also put this thin anger aside magnanimously for the time being, and it will be too late to count these accounts after she gets her hands.

Su Xian knew what he was thinking when she saw the slight movement of his eyelids, they had been together day and night for twelve years, and she had taken care of him longer than his mother had taken care of him, she knew the personality of this white-eyed wolf too well, she didn't care about it in the past because she was stupid, she didn't choose her husband, and now she won't be so stupid.

"Ah Xian, don't be like this, look, I bought you good things, don't you like it, these clothes and these rouge gouaches were all brought back by me in Fengzhou, all of them are precious, you see!" He picked up boxes of gifts from the little guy and showed them off to her, as if such a show off would definitely make her feel as confident as she was.

Su Xian glanced at him in annoyance, and said angrily:

"If there's a fart, let it go, or get out!"

A very confident move did not work, Sun Dalang's face stiffened, his expression was a little sneering, and then he stepped forward and sat on the bench opposite Su Xian, looked at her face, and said:

"Ah Xian, come home!"

Su Xian was somewhat aware of his meaning, but she didn't expect him to really have the face to say it, and a burst of anger rushed up from both ribs, and the whole person was about to burst open, looking at him coldly, and sneering:

"Home? Which home? Aren't I at home now? ”

"Ah Xian, don't be angry with me anymore, I know that your life in your mother's house is not good, a married girl has to come back to rub her mother's family to eat, the family must think that this and that look down on you, so you don't want to continue to make trouble for that useless face, my father and mother have promised, as long as you are willing to come back, you are not to blame in the past, you are still the daughter-in-law of the Sun family, now put down your face and go back, it is not better than you to die in your mother's house to eat idle meals and make people feel disgusted in the future, no children and no daughters will die alone, even if you don't understand, you should understand this principle!" (To be continued......)