56. Living color is on the shelves
Su Luan didn't expect that she would meet someone listening to the corner of the wall on a candle night in this cave room, and she was a little speechless for a while.
Tang Mingqi led her to the window of the clean room, and embedded a crack in your window, Su Luan squinted and looked over, only to see a thin man in a gray linen shirt, crouching by the door, that look......
Ha! It's actually her third uncle Lin Qingtian?!
Su Luan was so angry that he laughed, closed the window, and sat on the bed angrily.
This Lin Qingtian actually didn't have any obscene thoughts, he just felt that he was deceived by this niece and that stranger! Today, Mrs. Lin happened again, and when I went back and thought about it, I felt that these two were acting!
He held his breath in his heart, he couldn't swallow it, so he simply got up, climbed over the wall in the dark and entered Tang Mingqi's courtyard, thinking that if these two people didn't have a round house, they might be conspiring to act to trick them! If it's round......
Then he will admit it!
Tang Mingqi raised his eyebrows, and his voice was very low: "Do you need me to drive him away?" β
Su Luan thought about it, and guessed a little rough about Lin Qingtian's purpose.
She shook her head and said, "I'll come!" β
As he spoke, he first extinguished the two candles at the door, then took a deep breath, his lips opened slightly, and he called out half-shyly: "Husband...... Come on...... Are you here to hurt Luan'er...... Husband......"
As soon as this charming invitation came out, Tang Mingqi's eyes immediately changed, and his expression was as if he had been struck by lightning.
Su Luan was acting on Xing'er's head, and he didn't pay attention to him, and continued to hum to himself: "Husband~ Don't worry...... You slow down...... Dear relatives...... Husband......"
If it weren't for the fact that the person who spoke out was viciously pinching the embroidered pillow in his hand, Tang Mingqi would really have to wonder if he was really experiencing a lively cave room flower candle.
Lin Qingtian, who was outside the door, naturally listened to this voice, gritted his teeth, and spat: "Little wave hooves!" The thief looked around with his eyebrows and rat eyes, and then fled in a hurry.
Su Luan sat on the bed, compared with Tang Mingqi, a practitioner, she was deaf and blind, she didn't know that the person was gone, and she still called hard: "Hmm~ah~husband~ah~husband~ah~"
Tang Mingqi was fevered by her screams, and his heart was like a feather, scratching it again and again. He clenched his fists with a dry mouth, and the green tendons on his exposed forearms burst out, interrupting her with a black face: "Enough! β
Su Luan was so drunk by him that he was trembling, staring at him in horror, and looking at him pitifully.
Tang Mingqi realized that her tone just now was afraid that it scared her. He closed his eyes, cleared his throat, and explained, "People are gone......"
"Gone?!" Su Luan's eyebrows relaxed, although it was a good idea, but this method could be done once and for all.
After relaxing, he found that Tang Mingqi's face was not very good-looking. She blinked, thinking about what she had just done......
It seems very inappropriate! Isn't she too self-indulgent!
Tang Mingqi won't divorce her in anger on the grounds of her dissolute behavior! You don't need to find a reason, just one obscenity!
She hurriedly put down the shapeless pillow that she had ravaged by herself, and stood up a little uneasily: "That...... Listen to me...... I...... It's not what you just saw...... I was in order to make Lin ...... In order to stop my third uncle from entanglement. It's true...... Don't ...... "Don't leave me......
Seeing that her voice was getting smaller and quieter, and her head was getting lower and lower, the heat in Tang Mingqi's body seemed to have faded a little, and he comforted her: "No!" You go to sleep first, I'll go take a bath. β
As he spoke, he turned around and went into the clean room.
Su Luan heard the sound of rushing water from inside, let out a long breath, and slipped into the quilt like a loach.
The joy quilt is newly made, satin, slippery, and soft. She lay on the pillow and looked at the red veil on the bed net.
She was not yet fourteen years old, and she was married. If it were in modern times, she would still be worried about the high school entrance examination, discussing idol dramas and homework with her friends every day, and complaining about the teacher......
Thinking like this, her eyelids slowly sank.
And Tang Mingqi in the clean room was sitting in a bucket of cold water, taking a deep breath calmly.
Looking at the place below him that was finally no longer about to move, his eyes darkened, and he rubbed his eyebrows.
He thought that he had lived for eighteen years, and although he was not close to women, he was still a pure-hearted person with few desires. But I didn't expect to be planted in the hands of a yellow-haired girl who didn't know anything today.
It must be that wine! He must have been drunk......
Thinking of this, his mind appeared the white neck of her when she was drinking, and her beautiful panting sound seemed to come from his ears again.
It's terrible!
He rinsed it quickly, poured another cup of herbal tea, and poured it down in one gulp.
When the fire had subsided, he went back to the house.
Only a candle was left at the end of the bed in the room, and the fire flickered, which made people feel peaceful.
He walked to the side of the bed and looked at the small ball curled up in the quilt, his little face half buried in the quilt, his hair was a little messy, and there was a dishonest little foot exposed outside the quilt.
Tang Mingqi shook her head with a smile, pulled the quilt, revealed her whole little face, and stuffed the white and tender little feet back into the quilt.
After doing this, he froze.
Scold! What is he doing here?! Take care of her?!
Squinting at the sleeping unsuspecting face, he turned and lay down with his back to her.
The next morning, as soon as Su Luan opened her eyes, she saw that the handsome face that usually had no expression appeared less than a punch away from her. His slow, burning breath made her cheeks hot, and she swallowed her saliva subconsciously.
She sat up quietly, crept out of bed, put on her clothes and went out of the room.
In the early morning of the winter moon, the wind was still a little cold, but despite this, the temperature on her face showed the slightest sign of cooling, and the heart in her chest was also fluttering, and it was beating fast.
Su Luan patted his cheeks, looked at the sky speechlessly, and shouted in despair: Shame or not! It's all old! The Korean dramas, American dramas, and idol dramas of the year were really in vain! I was seduced so easily......
She slumped her shoulders, sighed, and walked over to the stove room with a chimney next to her.
Inside the house, Tang Mingqi opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, but there was a hint of crow green in his eyes, and he didn't look like he had just woken up, but he was a little tired. He got up, washed and dressed, and walked towards the stove.
I have long heard his greedy master mention it and praise her for her cooking skills. He deliberately got up late this morning, just to hide his thoughts about secretly observing her.
He walked to the door of the stove room, and the people inside didn't notice it at all, not that Su Luan was distracted, but that Tang Mingqi's steps were really too light, not much heavier than the cat's steps.
At the stove, Su Luan was in full swing, holding the blanched cabbage dumplings while wiping the fine sweat on his forehead with his sleeve. Mix the cabbage and the finely chopped meat puree into a ball, add minced green onion and ginger, fragrant powder and salt, and mix a little freshly squeezed out cabbage juice, and then use the little white hand to hold the chopsticks tightly and stir together. In the end, he is not very old, and although he is skillful, it is a little laborious to look at.
The meat filling quickly became sticky, and she dipped it with her chopsticks, stretched out her pink little tongue and licked it, revealing a satisfied smile.
Tang Mingqi's eyes moved slightly, and when he saw her walking towards him with a basin, he somehow felt a little weak, and his body dodged very quickly, like a voyeur.
Su Luan paused for a moment, as if he saw a shadow, but when he looked at it again, he didn't see anyone, he just thought he was dazzled.
She half-submerged the minced meat in half a basin of cold water through a large porcelain bowl. Although this method is not as good as a refrigerator, it is better than nothing. Ice and ice, town and town, the meat filling is more flavorful.
Turning back to the stove, he rolled out the dough into a thin sheet, and carefully cut the dough into squares of the same size with the kitchen knife.
Tang Mingqi frowned and looked at her with some puzzlement. He had guessed that she wanted to make dumplings or soup dumplings. But now this ...... It made him a little confused.
He came out of the shadows, leaned against the door, and looked at her with interest.
I saw that she dug up a spoonful of the meat filling that had been in the town, put it in the middle of the dough, dipped her fingers lightly in the water, and quickly folded and twisted, and a white and fat ingots were placed on the board.
Attracted by his gaze, his body let down his vigilance, and accidentally touched the door panel, and the door shaft creaked low.
Su Luan heard the sound and looked back, just as he fell into his narrow eyes.
Xu was so embarrassed by yesterday's incident that she simply gave up the rescue, and she was not as cramped as yesterday, but smiled at him lightly: "Get up!" You'll have to wait a little longer for breakfast, so you can go back and sit down for a while. β
I thought that Tang Mingqi would walk away with an expressionless face as usual, but before she could think of it, the man actually walked behind her, pointed to the board and said curiously: "What is this?" β
"Ravioli!" After saying it by the way, she regretted it so much that she wanted to bite her tongue and kill herself!
Some annoyed scolded themselves in their hearts: Let your mouth be fast! Make your mouth quick! This Dajin doesn't have something, answer what is so slippery!
Who knew that Tang Mingqi only paused for a moment after hearing this, nodded, and did not mean to get to the bottom of it.
Su Luan breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head, and thought in his heart that he would talk less and do more! The movements of her hands became faster and faster, and the skin flew up and down in her hands, like a butterfly dancing in her palm.
Seeing that the eyes of the man next to her kept falling on her hand, Su Luan said casually: "It's very simple, do you want to try?" β
But as soon as she asked, she regretted it again.
In this era, gentlemen are far away from cooking, and how many men are willing to wash their hands and soup, most of them are waiting for their wives to raise their eyebrows. Isn't she bored?
After a while, a soft "um" came from my ears.
She thought she was having auditory hallucinations, but in a blink of an eye, she saw the man next to her clean his hands with the water on the side, wiped them dry, dipped a little flour on his hands, pulled a piece of dough and put it in the palm of his hand, and looked at her motionlessly.
The slender Danfeng eyes drooped slightly, hooked inside and curled outside, and every blink of her eyelashes seemed to be on her heart.
Gollum ...... Gollum ...... Gollum ...... I heard the sound of my own heartbeat getting louder and louder.
She secretly took a deep breath, stabilized her slightly trembling fingers, and deliberately slowed down her movements for a few beats, "Look, first close like this, then fold it, then turn it over, and twist it gently." β
Then she wiped her index finger dipped in water: "Oh, put a little water, so that the two corners will stick, simple, right?" Her voice was delicate, although she was not deliberately coquettish, but it was still like the softness of a child's milk voice, like the breeze of spring in March, and the sound blew into his ears.
Tang Mingqi let out an absent-minded "um" and took her eyes off her immature little face. I really don't want to admit that I was so confused by her voice just now that I didn't see what she was doing.
simply put down the skin and touched his nose: "Forget it, it seems to be a little unsuitable for me." β
Su Luan sighed, looked up at him, his eyes were shining, and blurted out: "Actually, you haven't learned, and you don't want to admit it, right?!" β
Tang Mingqi choked and looked at her deeply, full of threat.
When Su Luan saw his eyes, he immediately panicked, looked away in recognition, and continued to pinch the wontons silently.
When two bowls of steaming, scallion-scented wontons were served on the table, the steaming heat swirled and slowly rose between the two, Tang Mingqi's eyes trembled slightly.
He has been raised by his grandmother since he was a child, and although he eats delicacies from the mountains and seas, it does not give him a sense of happiness. After leaving the palace, he traveled with his apprentices, mostly by himself. Later, when he returned home, his mother was not good at cooking, and most of them were served by cooks.
In the real sense, it seems that this is the first time to eat food made by the family.
Su Luan handed him the spoon and chopsticks: "Eat, be careful of scalding." An ordinary admonition, with a palpitating warmth.
Tang Mingqi took it silently, scooped up a chaos, blew it, and sent it to his mouth.
The dough is very strong, and after biting into it, it is a slightly hot filling, fragrant but not greasy, warm from the tip of the tongue all the way to the bottom of the heart.
Su Luan looked at him with sparkling eyes, and wanted to ask him if it was delicious, but looking at his reserved and noble appearance, he probably had some rules for eating without saying anything, so he swallowed back the words that were swirling around his mouth.
Tang Mingqi was a little uncomfortable stared at by her fiery eyes, swallowed the wonton in his mouth and asked, "What?" β
Su Luan shook his head: "I just want to ask if you think it's delicious?" β
"It's delicious."
It's two words again, this person really cherishes words like gold.
Su Luan wrinkled his nose, stopped talking, and buried himself in eating seriously.
After breakfast, the two were relatively speechless, but they didn't feel embarrassed, but they had a tacit understanding of each other.
When the sun rose high, Tang Mingqi pulled out the shiny coat from the stable.
"Going out?" Su Luan sent him to the door like a little wife of an ordinary person.
Tang Mingqi nodded, turned over neatly and got on the horse, just wanted to leave, but still bowed his head and said: "I will go to the town to meet friends, and I will come back as soon as possible." β
He's reporting to her?!
Su Luan was a little flattered, hurriedly took a step back, and politely admonished "Be careful all the way".
Seeing him leave, she turned and went into the courtyard and bolted the door. There was a small piece of wasteland in the courtyard, enclosed by a fence, much like my grandmother's small vegetable garden in my previous life.
Grandma, are you alright? Luan Luan got married......
Goodo...... Goodo...... The sound of boiling water interrupted Su Luan's thoughts.
She pressed the charcoal fire, boiled the pot with boiling water, took out a piece of tea cake from the cage on one side, cooked the tea to remove the stems, crushed it through a sieve, and poured the most tender part into the pot. Slowly fry over low heat until it boils like a fish, with a slight sound, and then remove from the heat.
She thinks she is a layman, and she doesn't force this vassal elegance, but following Mr. Qin's side, she has been somewhat edified, and this tea ceremony can barely be modest with a sentence of "understand a little fur".
She poured herself a cup of tea, leaned in front of the desk, held the brush in her hand, and fell on the paper for a while, contemplating the sadistic passages in her script.
In the past five years, in addition to the first book, she has also written about jealous and hateful catchers and eccentric female bandits, prodigal sons and ladies, and even fox demons and generals who live in seclusion.
Each book made the shopkeeper Xue stunned, and I still remember that it was the third year of cooperation, she just sent the freshly baked book over, and the shopkeeper Xue didn't read it, so he just asked meaningfully: "Actually, there is no strict family rules at all, right?" β
Su Luan was only surprised at the time, then smiled, and did not admit or deny it.
After that, Shopkeeper Xue never mentioned this matter again, and the two of them tacitly knew it.
Now, the book in her hand is written about the sadomasochistic love between a businessman on the rich side and a singer who laughs at the city. It was almost written, but it was interrupted by such a farce of the Lin family, and the complex that I had originally thought of was disrupted, so I was stuck here.
This card was stuck in the afternoon.
I vaguely heard the neighing of horses, and guessed that Tang Mingqi was back. So she took her things and went out of the house to meet them.
Tang Mingqi looked up and saw her, and handed over an oiled paper bag: "Yue Ji's pastries." β
Su Luan took it, thinking that it was probably what he liked, so he didn't ask much.
For dinner, Su Luan fried two vegetables and one meat, and made a mushroom soup. Originally, I was worried that it would be wasted, but it seemed to be very much in line with Tang Mingqi's taste, and the dishes were eaten cleanly.
At night, with the same bed and pillow the day before, the two of them were not too embarrassed. Lying on one side, although they could hear each other's breathing closely, they were like a piece of bulletproof glass in the middle, thin but solid.
I don't know if Tang Mingqi deliberately avoided her, or if she was really busy, for six days in a row, she went out early and returned late.
Until the seventh day, according to custom, it was time for her to return to the door.
Now that they naturally can't go back to the Lin family, the two discussed it and decided to go back to see the two gentlemen.
As soon as he got up in the morning, Tang Mingqi picked up the things he had prepared and took Su Luan back to Qin's house.
Qin Ziqing and Meng Shi had expected them for a long time, and they had been looking forward to them coming for a long time, and now when they saw these two people, although they were not intimate, they did not feel resentment, and they were also relieved a lot.
Tang Mingqi was left by Qin Ziqing to play against him, and Su Luan went into the stove room to accompany Meng Shi to prepare meals.
She stood aside and stuffed glutinous rice into the chicken belly, while Meng Shi looked her up and down for a long time, and said casually: "The past few days have passed, and there is no round house?" β
Su Luan was stunned by her question, and her palm-sized little face instantly turned red with shame, her husband, it's really amazing!
Seeing her little daughter's delicate state, Meng Shi turned her elbow and whispered, "You don't know ......"
I don't know?! Not only does she know, but she also has a solid theoretical foundation!
"It's not!" Seeing what Meng Shi was going to say, she hurriedly blurted out and denied it.
"Sir, this kind of thing can't be forced......" She said this half-concealed, said vaguely, and gently and skillfully threw this big black cauldron to Tang Mingqi.
Meng Shi frowned, and muttered to himself: "This beauty is on the side...... That kid can't do it, right? β
Su Luan was choked when he heard this, and thought to himself: Tang Mingqi didn't say this! There is a debtor and a debtor, you can't rely on me!
In the room, Tang Mingqi's slender fingers were twisting a sunspot, and he looked at the chess game with most of the chess pieces on his face.
Qin Ziqing put the white piece in his hand back into the chess bowl and praised it: "There is a degree of advance and retreat, and there is a lot of progress." β
Tang Mingqi's eyebrows relaxed, and he replied lightly: "Mr. praises." β
Qin Ziqing shook his head, added some hot tea to his cup, and asked, "After coming out for so long, the affairs in Kyoto should also be light." When are you going to go back? β
Tang Mingqi shook his head: "Mr. is still avoiding, not to mention me, an insider." β
"Well, let's not talk about that. How have you and Luan'er gotten along lately? Qin Ziqing took a sip of tea and asked casually.
Tang Mingqi paused for a moment and said with a wry smile: "Mr. knows that I have no intention of ...... She's a good girl, and I'm afraid I've mistaken her. β
"Mingqi, you have been thinking about that person for many years, you were just a child at the beginning, it's not your fault, let yourself go." Qin Ziqing looked at him, he had said this many times, but his protΓ©gΓ© did not hit the south wall and did not look back.
Tang Mingqi didn't speak, but a pair of eyes clearly appeared in his mind, bright, as if they were full of stars.
After eating, just after noon, the two got up to say goodbye.
In the blink of an eye, a few days later, it entered the wax moon.
Xiaojiang Village has been sparsely covered with snow for several days, and the whole village is shrouded in snow.
Although the yard was cleaned every day, after one night, there was also a thick layer of snow. The shoes creaked when they were stepped on, and Su Luan took advantage of his free time to build a small snowman in the yard. The round body, stone eyebrows and eyes, very pleasing.
I was going to go to the school to help out and pass the time. As a result, two days before the winter moon, someone from Kyoto came to report that the old lady of Mr. Qin's family was driving a crane.
Mr. Qin and Meng had no choice but to take a break from school, and followed the family who reported the news back to the funeral overnight.
Due to the cold weather and snow, the road was covered with ice ballast, which was quite difficult to walk. Tang Mingqi simply didn't go out anymore, he was in the house all day long, cooking tea, reading and learning words, he didn't have any patience, and he lived like a master of the world who had no desires and no desires.
It's just that as soon as he was at home, he restrained Su Luan. At least he didn't dare to blatantly write a notebook under his nose, so he had to stage various small theaters in his mind every day, and wait until he took a lunch break, and then took the pen and ink to write hard, and the cautious energy was comparable to the note passed under the nose of the head teacher.