"Tang Yanzi, you're back, let's see who's coming?"

Yang Ruoqing greeted her happily like a little rabbit.

Luo Fengtang was carrying a stack of things in both hands, and when he heard Yang Ruoqing's words, he followed the sound and looked at the table here.

Mu Zichuan had already stood up and was looking at the door with a smile.

"Brother Fengtang, long time no see." Mu Zichuan took the initiative to say hello to Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang's face showed a light of surprise, "Zichuan, when did you come back?" Yesterday we were still talking about you! ”

He handed over his things to Yang Ruoqing to clean up, and he walked quickly to the table.

The wide palm slapped on Mu Zichuan's shoulder, and Mu Zichuan almost didn't stand firm.

Luo Fengtang smiled a little embarrassedly: "Haha, I'm a rough person, I didn't control the strength, come on, come on, sit down and talk!"

Mu Zichuan was also a little embarrassed.

You're not a rough person, it's because I'm too weak.

Your daughter-in-law has said before that useless is a scholar......

His thoughts stopped, Mu Zichuan sat down, and two equally excellent men started a homely affair.

Here, Yang Ruoqing put the two stacks of things aside, and didn't rush to open the dim sum inside to eat.

Instead, he hurriedly went over and poured a basin of hot water and twisted a veil.

"Interrupt first, Tang Yanzi, come and wash your hot face." She greeted with a smile.

Luo Fengtang confessed to Mu Zichuan, and came over to wash his face.

Taking advantage of his washing of his face, Yang Ruoqing took another clean coat for him.

"You run around here, and the clothes on your body are all damp, change it." She commanded.

"Hmm!"

Luo Fengtang changed his coat as he said.

Like countless little wives, Yang Ruoqing stood in front of him, standing on tiptoe to help him tidy up the placket of his clothes.

His body subconsciously ducked back a little, lest it touch her bulging belly.

"yes, alright." She chuckled, stroking the last crease of his shoulder again.

"Let's talk to Zichuan in the past!" She said.

"Good!"

He answered, coming over from the washstand.

On the table, Mu Zichuan quickly retracted his gaze.

His face was as calm as water, but his heart was full of all kinds of tastes.

This daughter-in-law, this baby in the belly, should have been mine, but it's a pity, I missed it, hey......

"Zichuan, what are you thinking? Here, have a snack! ”

The crisp and beautiful female voice came into his ears and pulled back his drifting thoughts.

Mu Zichuan looked up and saw that Yang Ruoqing had already come to him with two plates of dim sum.

Mu Zichuan smiled a little embarrassedly, and raised his hand to take a piece of snack.

"Thank you." He said.

"Thank you, hehe......" Yang Ruoqing smiled.

Picked up a piece directly from the plate and handed it to Luo Fengtang.

"You eat a piece too." She said.

Luo Fengtang nodded, took it and took a big bite to his mouth.

Yang Ruoqing also moved a stool and sat down next to Luo Fengtang, listening to the two of them talking.

The men sit together and talk, and the content of the speech is different from that of the women.

The women also talk about business, but more of it is gossip.

This Luo Fengtang is very Mu Zichuan together, talking about the current situation in the capital, and the open and secret battles between several princes for the throne.

As Luo Fengtang, who has already stood on the side of the second prince Zichen, he now belongs to the same camp as Mu Zichuan.

There are many, many topics that the two have to discuss.

Yang Ruoqing was very knowledgeable and didn't say anything, she sat obediently on the side, eating the pastries bought by Luo Fengtang seriously.

The pastries are all her favorite flavors, and she suddenly woke up hungry in the middle of her sleep last night.

Then I turned it over and over, and all I could think of was this fluffy and sweet pastry.

Luo Fengtang was about to go out to buy in the middle of the night, but was stopped by her.

So this day he got up and went, ran half of the capital, and finally found the century-old pastry shop she was worried about, and brought back several flavors she liked.

She was eating, drinking, and relishing.

Beside him, the two men were also engaged in chatting.

Yang Ruoqing picked up the needlework basket again, sat at the door of the house, and sewed socks and insoles for Luo Fengtang while giving them the wind.

It was estimated that it was almost lunchtime, and she was also sitting with a little back pain.

So he stood up and said to the two people who were still discussing the matter here: "You guys talk first, I'll go downstairs to prepare a meal."

Mu Zichuan turned his head and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, don't be so troublesome, I will go to see my mentor Master Zhang later, so I won't eat here."

Yang Ruoqing lowered her face, "This can't be done, we haven't seen each other for more than half a year, you are here, you have to eat before leaving." ”

Luo Fengtang also retained: "Yes, Lord Zhang, he also has to eat this time, so you will listen to Qing'er's arrangement and stay and eat together."

Yang Ruoqing continued: "My father and Uncle Luo are also here, they went out to play this day, otherwise they would have come to see you a long time ago."

Hearing that Yang Huazhong was also here, Mu Zichuan was overjoyed.

"The third uncle and Uncle Luo are also here? Then I really have to stay at noon, and I have to drink two glasses of wine with the two elders. He said.

"That's what it sounds like!" Yang Ruoqing smiled, and then instructed Luo Fengtang: "Then you chat with Zichuan first, and I'll prepare wine and food!"

Luo Fengtang nodded, and also told Yang Ruoqing: "Slow down when you go downstairs, there is a lot of snow in the yard and the road is slippery."

Yang Ruoqing smiled happily, "Well, it's okay, it's safe!" ”

……

At the lunch table, Yang Huazhong, Mu Zichuan and others all drank red light.

The country sound is lingering, Mu Zichuan seems to have returned to Changping Village, a meal of wine and food, and the guests and hosts are happy.

When sending Mu Zichuan out of the inn door, Mu Zichuan stopped in front of his carriage and said to Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing behind him:

"On the 16th, your Qinglou will open, and I will come back to cheer at that time."

Yang Ruoqing smiled happily: "That's great!"

"How about I get you a VIP card then?"

"After getting a VIP card, you come over to drink flower wine and get a 20% discount, and the red girls will give priority to choosing ......," Yang Ruoqing quipped.

Mu Zichuan is full of black lines.

He glanced at Luo Fengtang, who also had an embarrassed expression next to Yang Ruoqing, and asked Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, the boss, is really generous."

"If you get the same VIP card for Brother Fengtang, I don't mind rubbing one. How is it? ”

"Whew!" Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.

She glanced at Luo Fengtang beside her: "He dragged the family with his family, and he didn't need a VIP card."

Mu Zichuan said with a smile: "I'm alone, and I have to be busy working hard to save money, so I will be able to drag my family in the future, and I won't need a VIP card."

Yang Ruoqing smiled with satisfaction: "Well, you are all good men with clean bodies and minds, worthy of praise, keep up the good work!"

Seeing Mu Zichuan get into the carriage and leave, Luo Fengtang couldn't help but ask Yang Ruoqing: "What do you mean that your body and mind are clean?"