Jiang Yi put down the dishes and chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a wet towel, and rinsed her mouth again.

Zhao Nengli hadn't eaten yet, he held his chopsticks in his hand, looking at the brightly lit and noisy street market outside, his eyes were full of yearning.

"What? Want to go out and see the lanterns? Jiang Yi saw it, smiled and asked.

"Well, but my grandfather won't let me go, and he wants me to endorse it."

"Grandpa went to the cultural meeting, you eat quickly, I'll take you out for a walk in a while, and grandpa won't know if you come back early."

"Really?"

Jiang Yi nodded.

"Can I buy a lantern then?"

"Absolutely!"

"Great." Zhao Nengli listened to it and immediately picked up the meal quickly.

Jiang Yi actually wants to go out and hang out, and in her previous life, she also liked to go shopping, especially the neon lights and beautiful night markets.

She has been in this dynasty for so long, and she hasn't visited the night market.

Just as Zhao Nengli finished eating and she was about to go out, she suddenly saw a figure rushing in.

"Husband, why did you come back so soon?" Jiang Yi looked at the man in surprise and asked in surprise.

The reckless guy was naturally Bu Ru, and when he saw that Jiang Yi was dressed neatly, he asked; "Are you going to the Lights Market?"

"That's right! I heard that the lamp market is very beautiful, and I am waiting for Liu'er and Chun'er. ”

Buru took her hand and walked into the house; "Don't go yet, I want to ask you something."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yi was confused.

Entering the house, Bu Ru, who was wearing a shirt and a jade tree in the wind, hesitated a little. He hesitated for a moment before he spoke; "Lady, is it true that you wrote the poem you showed me last night?"

Jiang Yi looked at him playfully and said with a smile; "I'm sure you and I read those two poems before last night."

Bu Ru breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?"

Buru whispered in her ear; "When I was at the literary meeting just now, I tried to compete with others, because I couldn't write well, so I compared your poems with others, you won't blame me."

Jiang Yi stuck out her tongue; "Hee-hee, naturally not, my poems are your poems."

But when he spoke, he thought to himself; I wrote those two poems to you last night, just for you to deal with tonight, how can I blame you, stupid boy.

It's just a little sorry for Mr. Gong, but it's different from him now, borrowing his poems has no effect on him, I hope he won't mind.

"That's what I thought, too. But in that case, I'm a bit of a deception......"

Jiang Yi thought for a while and said; "If I don't say it, no one knows that this poem is not from you, how can it be deceived and stolen from the world,"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"By the way, the competition is whether you lost or won, why did you come back so early?"

"It's a long story, but it's interesting......"

"You wait......" Jiang Yi stopped him, then quickly ran to the courtyard and shouted to Liu Er Chun'er; You take Brother Li'er out for a walk, I won't go, and the people on the street should pay more attention and don't get separated. ”

Tsubaki answered; "Hehe, don't worry, Madam, Lin Le's little brothers from the car shop are also going with us, with them by their side, nothing will happen."

"Then you go! Come back early. ”

Seeing them out of the courtyard, Jiang Yicai and Bu Ru returned to the courtyard, made a pot of tea, and listened to what happened in Bu Ru's lecture around the fire.

Although it is fun to visit the night market, it is more interesting for her to be able to drink tea and chat about interesting things with her husband.

After drinking two cups of tea, Bu Ru finished speaking.

"Hahaha, you guy......" Jiang Yi leaned forward and leaned back with laughter.

Bu Ru scratched the back of his head shyly and smiled stupidly.

"Brother Ru'er!" Suddenly, there was a jumble of footsteps outside. Listening to the sound is stepping water cloud them.

Bu Ru answered, and saw several people push the door in. Sure enough, it was Bu Shuiyun, Zhao Fuzi, Shen Qingzhou, Pan Wenhai and others.

"Hey, you're back so soon? Is the meeting over? ”

Peng Qingshi laughed; "Hahaha, your protagonist is gone, can you not end the show?"

"Aru, you're going to be famous all over the world." Bu Shuiyun said excitedly.

"Oh? How to say this! ”

Shen Qingzhou's eyes were glowing with fiery light, and he said tremblingly; "Do you know who the old man who praised you for your good poetry is?"

Bu Ru shook his head.

"He is Zhu Youjiao, he praised your poems in public, your two poems just now must be a big hit."

"What? Is he Zhu Youjiao? Are you kidding? ”

"Is this a joke? So many people on the spot. ”

Bu Ru looked at Master Zhao. Seeing him nodding, he looked at himself at this time, his eyes were full of joy; "Bu Ru, you don't know how worried I was at the time, I really didn't expect you to be quite talented in poetry, those two poems are really well written."

Buru looked at his mother-in-law, blushing like a monkey's buttocks. Luckily, no one could see it at night.

Jiang Yi put down the dishes and chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a wet towel, and rinsed her mouth again.

Zhao Nengli hadn't eaten yet, he held his chopsticks in his hand, looking at the brightly lit and noisy street market outside, his eyes were full of yearning.

"What? Want to go out and see the lanterns? Jiang Yi saw it, smiled and asked.

"Well, but my grandfather won't let me go, and he wants me to endorse it."

"Grandpa went to the cultural meeting, you eat quickly, I'll take you out for a walk in a while, and grandpa won't know if you come back early."

"Really?"

Jiang Yi nodded.

"Can I buy a lantern then?"

"Absolutely!"

"Great." Zhao Nengli listened to it and immediately picked up the meal quickly.

Jiang Yi actually wants to go out and hang out, and in her previous life, she also liked to go shopping, especially the neon lights and beautiful night markets.

She has been in this dynasty for so long, and she hasn't visited the night market.

Just as Zhao Nengli finished eating and she was about to go out, she suddenly saw a figure rushing in.

"Husband, why did you come back so soon?" Jiang Yi looked at the man in surprise and asked in surprise.

The reckless guy was naturally Bu Ru, and when he saw that Jiang Yi was dressed neatly, he asked; "Are you going to the Lights Market?"

"That's right! I heard that the lamp market is very beautiful, and I am waiting for Liu'er and Chun'er. ”

Buru took her hand and walked into the house; "Don't go yet, I want to ask you something."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yi was confused.

Entering the house, Bu Ru, who was wearing a shirt and a jade tree in the wind, hesitated a little. He hesitated for a moment before he spoke; "Lady, is it true that you wrote the poem you showed me last night?"

Jiang Yi looked at him playfully and said with a smile; "I'm sure you and I read those two poems before last night."

Bu Ru breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?"

Buru whispered in her ear; "When I was at the literary meeting just now, I tried to compete with others, because I couldn't write well, so I compared your poems with others, you won't blame me."

Jiang Yi stuck out her tongue; "Hee-hee, naturally not, my poems are your poems."

But when he spoke, he thought to himself; I wrote those two poems to you last night, just for you to deal with tonight, how can I blame you, stupid boy.