Chapter 294: Entering the House

In ancient times, there was a rule that foreign men were not allowed to enter women's boudoirs, and rural people did not pay so much attention to it.

Song Qingyuan looked at Lu Mingxuan with a pair of eyes and asked Lu Mingxuan what he meant.

Lu Mingxuan stretched out his fan and knocked on Song Qingyuan's head, "It's not like I haven't entered the ......."

"How can it be the same......" Song Qingyuan rubbed aggrievedly, she was in Song Chengyi's house at the time, strictly speaking, it was not her own room.

What's more, she was nine years old at the time, and now she is ten years old, and she has risen by another year.

"Come with me....." Song Qingyuan waved his hand.

Lu Mingxuan is not taboo, she is a modern person, what is pretentious.

Pushing open the door, Lu Mingxuan's eyes lit up.

The living room in front of me is spacious and bright, simple and atmospheric. It gives people a feeling of comfort and at home.

"This is a chair of yours?" With a curious gaze, Lu Mingxuan walked to the sofa and sat down.

"It's so soft, you put a lot of cotton ......" Lu Mingxuan's hand rubbed back and forth on the sofa.

"Hmm!" Song Qingyuan nodded, "I found a craftsman to fight it myself, do you like it?" Love to send you one. ”

"No!" Lu Mingxuan shook his head, "I'll find a craftsman to do it myself when I go back." ”

"Don't say it, put cotton in here, it's really comfortable to sit......" Lu Mingxuan sat up, sat up, and tried back and forth.

The hand tapped on the coffee table, "Your little table is not bad." It is also convenient to drink tea, pour tea, put some fruit, and pastries. ”

Lu Mingxuan's eyes scanned the room, full of curiosity, "Huh, ......"

Lu Mingxuan stood up and walked to the desk and bookcase, "Your bookshelf is chic." ”

"It's just that there are too few books here, I'll give you some ...... another day" took out the books inside and flipped them at random.

The books here in Song Qingyuan are mainly travelogues, histories, and works of workers and peasants, and there are very few books related to the imperial examinations.

"You wooden bed...... Lu Mingxuan picked up a book next to the bed, "You will be lazy." ”

This wooden treadmill is for lying down and reading.

"Yuan'er, what is this little cabinet?" Lu Mingxuan's gaze turned to the other side.

"Shoe cabinet, shoe house!" Song Qingyuan explained.

I opened it casually, there were not many shoes inside, each small grid was filled with a pair, and there were many squares vacant.

"That's good!" Lu Mingxuan admired from the bottom of his heart.

A pair of eyes, staring hotly in the direction of the bedroom, the living room is so interesting, what strange things will be in the bedroom?

Originally, Lu Mingxuan only planned to enter the living room, not the bedroom, but now he ......

His throat moved, and Lu Mingxuan's eyes flashed, "Little Pepper, you're still a child......"

"Huh?" Song Qingyuan's eyebrows were slightly raised.

"It doesn't involve men's and women's defense!" Lu Mingxuan smiled dryly.

"Uh...... "It's strange to believe you!" Song Qingyuan snorted, "If you want to see my bedroom, you can say ......"

"Come in!" Song Qingyuan hooked his fingers.

Lu Mingxuan cleared his throat unnaturally, turned around and ordered, "Sixth son, put down the things and go to the door to guard." ”

Liuzi's eyes rolled, and he glanced between the bedroom and Lu Mingxuan, "Childe, wouldn't this be ......too good?"

"Ahem!" Lu Mingxuan choked on saliva, "What do you think, I'm friends with Little Pepper, I just want to take a look, besides, Little Pepper is still a child......"

Lu Mingxuan waved his hand impatiently and sent the sixth son outside.

Pushing open the bedroom door, I was greeted by a fresh fragrance.

In front of the windowsill, there are delicate flower baskets, and in the small corner of the bedroom, there are also various small vases with flowers.

"This place ......" Lu Mingxuan's foot was unconsciously retracted.

"Come in, I'll be wiping in a minute." Song Qingyuan beckoned.

Lu Mingxuan didn't move, but took off his shoes and stepped on them.

The floor in the bedroom is made of pieces of polished wood, painted with a layer of red paint, and is cleaned by Song Qingyuan.

Seeing that Lu Mingxuan took off his shoes, Song Qingyuan didn't insist, and handed over the slippers on the side.

"You've prepared quite thoughtfully...... Lu Mingxuan said faintly.

Song Qingyuan smiled, these men's slippers are for the men in the second room.

Walking in, Lu Mingxuan covered his hands and looked around, only to see a set of particularly large and thick quilts, spread on the kang, and chuckled and teased, "Little Pepper, why don't you fold the quilt......"

"Uh......" Song Qingyuan touched her nose, she didn't fold the quilt, okay.

"That quilt is the ...... placed on the kang," Song Qingyuan explained, "soft!" ”

Now that I am used to sleeping in the bed, and then sleeping on the kang, I always feel panicked in the diaphragm, and I can't buy a sponge mat, so I can only make a pair of thick quilts and spread them on the kang.

Lu Mingxuan nodded, accepting Song Qingyuan's explanation.

Walking around, I opened a standing cabinet casually, only to see a pat of clothes inside, hanging high.

"You are ...... in clothes," Lu Mingxuan hesitated.

Song Qingyuan walked over quickly, pushed the cabinet door with his hand, and glared angrily at Lu Mingxuan.

Lu Mingxuan opened her wardrobe without saying hello, fortunately her little clothes were placed in the kang cabinet, otherwise it would be embarrassing......

Lu Mingxuan looked at Song Qingyuan's glaring eyes, touched his nose curtly, and finally realized his recklessness......

"Little girl...... Lu Mingxuan held on and changed the topic, "How did the clothes hang up......"

"Hang ...... with clothes" Song Qingyuan quickly opened the cabinet door, squatted down, took out clothes from the bottom of the cabinet to hang, and handed them to Lu Mingxuan, "This is the ......"

"Hang up your clothes, so they won't wrinkle." Song Qingyuan explained casually.

"Pepper, you're so smart!" Lu Mingxuan hung his clothes and looked at them carefully.

"Do you want to give you some?" At the beginning, she found someone to do a lot.

"Don't!" Lu Mingxuan shook his head, he remembered the style, and when he went back, he found someone to do it himself.

Song Qingyuan didn't force it, and after Lu Mingxuan finished visiting, he went back to the living room.

Song Qingyuan was also in the drawer, taking out the departure prepared for Lu Mingxuan.

"This is a Dragon Boat Festival gift for you......" Song Qingyuan handed over the wooden box, Lu Mingxuan came too suddenly, and originally planned to add another outer packaging and tie a bow.

Now it's just a little simpler......

"What is this?" Lu Mingxuan opened it with anticipation, "Fragrant pancreas ......"

He often uses it, it is impossible not to recognize, just ......

The more he looked at Lu Mingxuan, the brighter his eyes became, and he gradually became excited, exclaiming, "Little Pepper, there are words on it......"

"Let's keep watching!" Song Qingyuan pretended to be mysterious.

Lu Mingxuan looked at it seriously, the wooden box was divided into four parts, each part was a soap, and each soap had a line of words on it.

Lu Mingxuan picked up the wooden box and smelled it, and a faint fragrance passed into his nose. Fragrance is nothing, words are the point.

Carefully picking up a piece of soap, he said in a clear voice, "The roots are in the broken rock...... This is a poem about bamboo. ”

Lu Mingxuan's eyes were full of joy, and he looked at the four pieces of soap one by one.

This sentence is...... Tough and tough! ”

"This sentence is ......"

"Lu Mingxuan, you read the wrong order......" Song Qingyuan reminded.

The soap in Lu Mingxuan's hand was arranged in order, "Look at it again this time." ”

Lu Mingxuan's gaze swept over one by one, "Insist that Qingshan will not relax, the roots are in the broken rocks, and they are still tough after thousands of blows, and they are in the southeast and northwest winds." ”

"Little pepper, you ...... poem" Lu Mingxuan's fingers trembled slightly, and he looked at it excitedly.

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