In the last book, Xu Hongyuan asked about this salt-baked crab.

Xin Yao smiled: "This dish is time-consuming and laborious, and it needs to be used as an adjunct from Shandong's sea salt. The sea salt was repeatedly fried, and then the cleaned crab was wrapped tightly in lotus leaf paper, buried in it, and then boiled over low heat for ten minutes, and the fire should be extinguished immediately when the crab fragrance was smelled, and then simmered for ten minutes with the residual temperature of the salt before it could be out of the pot. This kind of crab baked with salt has a more mellow taste and a fragrance of lotus leaves, and it can have all five flavors without any condiments, which is very delicious. ”

When everyone heard this, they didn't say much, and they started one after another. Sure enough, the moment the crab cover is opened, the crab is fragrant, the cream is plump, so not gluttonous, and the taste is wonderful.

Among the four men seated, except for Jiang Quan, who has lived in the south, the other three have lived in Beijing for a long time, when have they ever eaten such delicious and fatty crabs? All of them were amazed.

Xin Yao was cold, took a few bites of Xiao Han's crab paste, tasted the taste, and reluctantly moved the chopsticks elsewhere.

When the twelve crabs entered the stomach, the moon in the sky was gradually full, bright and clean, and extremely round; The surface of the lake is sparkling, the autumn breeze is blowing, and the moon is reflected in it.

Old lady Xiao suddenly became interested, learned from the ancients to chant poems against wine, and sang and joined Xu Hongyuan, quite happy.

Xiao Han and Jiang Quan were also forced to recite two lines of poetry from the ancients.

When it was Xin Yao's turn, Jiang Xinyao searched her intestines and recited a sentence: "Enjoy the flowers, the moon and the autumn fragrance, miss your father and mother, and miss your hometown." It made everyone laugh, and they all said that they had never seen such a straightforward approach. Cheesy poems.

Xin Yao saw the little uncle smiling proudly. Turning sideways, he leaned closer and whispered: "Little uncle, how about changing the next sentence to 'Si Father, Si Mu Si Yanlang'?" ”

Xu Hongyuan just swallowed a sip of warm wine, and was so frightened by this sentence that Si Yanlang choked for a long time. Hurriedly said: "Vulgarity is elegance, good poetry, good poetry." ”

A Mid-Autumn Festival reunion dinner, eating is to push the cup and change the lamp, and the guests are happy. For a while, the dishes and chopsticks were removed, and the tea and fruit snacks were replaced.

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Half a cup of tea has just passed, Old Lady Xiao. Xu Hongyuan was already swaying, his eyes were confused. Wine talked. I didn't even care about eating moon cakes, one was helped back to the hospital, and the other was forcibly pulled into the carriage.

Xiao Han waved his hand, and the maids and ladies went to the courtyard where the banquet was held in front of them to eat and drink.

For a while, the water pavilion was deserted. Xiao Han put on the cloak for Xin Yao, pulled her to the garden to admire the moon, and said as he walked: "Yaoyao, why is it never a birthday?" August 15, what a good day. ”

Xin Yao looked up at the moon and said with a smile: "It's a good day, and it's not a good day." When I was born, I was so weak and sick that I could barely survive. Before the age of five, he was full of disasters and couldn't even say a word. The old lady didn't know where to believe the words of the monk and Taoist, saying that the day I was born was not good. I'm afraid that my life will be broken, and I won't be able to celebrate my birthday, and I can't even mention it. After a long time, I forgot about myself. ”

Xiao Han put his arm around her shoulder, lowered his head, and said with burning eyes: "Yaoyao believes this? ”

Xin Yao had sadness in her eyes. He sighed lightly and said, "Natural disaster*, who can tell." ”

A concubine who can't even mention her birthday. You can imagine what kind of days were passed back then.

Thinking of this, Xiao Han's heart ached, and he said in a deep voice: "Every year at this time in the future, I will celebrate your birthday lively, what monk and Taoist priest say, how can you believe it?" The old lady has never liked you, but she is just looking for an excuse. ”

Xin Yao smiled and said with a smile: "When my grandfather and I were in the countryside, every Mid-Autumn Festival, we held a banquet under the osmanthus tree in front of the court. Every year on this day, my grandfather would always ask the kitchen to cook a bowl of shou noodles and serve it, but he never said a word. When I returned to Jiang's house, my mother would cook the noodles herself, cook the noodles, and secretly bring them to my house, and then watch me and Yuan Chen rush to eat the noodles. Today, an old lady even gave me a family heirloom, little uncle, the whole master gave such a heavy gift, what am I not satisfied with. ”

Xiao Han silently took out a thin piece of paper from his arms, and said with a smile: "Yaoyao hasn't asked me for a birthday gift yet, it's mine, you can keep it." ”

With a smile in her eyes, Xin Yao looked at the man in front of her with a burning smile, and said with a sneer: "I can't see clearly, you say it and I listen." ”

Xiao Han had no choice but to put away the title deed and handed it over to Xin Yao.

"Didn't Yaoyao say that she wanted to buy a piece of land with a spring, build a few beautiful houses, and put a dragon in the house, so that you can walk barefoot on the ground in winter, and then build a few hot spring pools, pave them with marble, and eat seasonal melons and fruits in the pool while soaking, and after soaking, you have to listen to the pianist play and sing while eating the mutton pot made of plums?"

Jiang Xinyao's eyes lit up and nodded

"All the money you have and I is only enough to buy a piece of land, and Yaoyao has to pay for it herself. This is the title deed of a Zhuangzi at the back of the West Mountain, which is very close to the Zhuangzi of the Sixteenth. Xiao Han looked at the woman's mutton-like face under the moonlight, and couldn't help but soften his voice.

Xin Yao never thought that what she said casually, the man actually put it in his heart. And where is the Zhuangzi behind the West Mountain that can be bought casually for a few dollars? That place is the place where the emperor's relatives built another courtyard, and every inch of land is expensive.

She was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the man, speechless. This man really put his mind to her.

Xiao Han frowned, and quickly relaxed: "I'm asking for the help of the Sixteenth Gang." I've been to see it, the Zhuangzi is not big, and when you save the silver in the future, I'll help you buy a big one. ”

Xin Yao turned around, looked at the man who spoke to You Zi in amazement, stood on tiptoe and kissed him gently on the lips, casually buried her head on the man's chest, put her hands on his waist, and said in a muffled voice: "Xiao Han, thank you, today, I am very happy!" ”

Xiao Han touched his lips and grinned silently. After a while, he lowered his head, smelled the woman's hair, and tightened his arms.

The moonlight poured down on the people who hugged each other, and it was warm.

What Xin Yao didn't say was that in the previous life, which was also the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion day, in order to rush back to celebrate the holiday with her daughter, she hit a car on the highway that slammed the direction in order to avoid the wild dogs that suddenly came out, resulting in the car crashing and killing people.

And the reason why she was traveling by car was because at noon that day, she received a text message from a strange woman, who said that in a certain room of a hotel in a neighboring city, Xin Yao's man was lying next to the woman.

What a bloody Qiao Duan, the man cheated, the junior shouted, but the original partner only dared to cry in the car downstairs in the hotel, and he actually died on the way back, and the death was extremely tragic.

In the first few months of coming to this world, Jiang Xinyao spent her time in resentment, she lay on the bed and cursed the dog man and woman all the time, eager to eat their flesh and drink their blood.

Three months later, she began to regret why she had made the trip and why she hadn't slowed down.

Three months later, she was worried about whether her only daughter would have someone to take care of her, and whether her elderly parents would not survive.

A year later, all the emotions turned into prayers, she prayed that her daughter's father would put the child first, that the stepmother would be kind to her daughter, and that her parents would be healthy and live well.

Time is really a good thing, and any love and hatred in front of it is not worth mentioning.

The price of the tragic death made Jiang Xinyao in this life understand that the epiphany is in full bloom, fleeting, the rainbow is gorgeous, and it cannot be held for a long time. Life will die suddenly, love will also die suddenly, powerless, irretrievable.

What's more, the hearts of men in the world are cold and cold, which makes people gnash their teeth. The so-called deep love is just the wishful thinking of women. Life has been so difficult, life fate has a certain number, only not chaotic, not trapped in love, ignorant and unconscious, no worries, the heart is clean.

So even if she was so moved, she only said to Xiao Han, "Thank you!" The string of tears in the corner of his eye, but he couldn't hold it back no matter what, and finally it fell.

Xiao Han sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”。

I haven't heard her answer for a long time, Xiao Han was about to touch her face with her hand, but she sighed in a dumb voice: "My husband has hidden his private money behind my back, and he doesn't let me shed a few sad tears, it's really unreasonable!" No, if you hide your private money in the future, you have to use it on me! ”

Xiao Han listened to the woman's words, frowned and sighed with a smile: "You treat me as Du Tianxiang, save some silver and throw it away." I don't need it on you, who else can I use it on? ”

Jiang Xinyao raised her head at this time, her eyes were red and she smiled: "That's not sure, what kind of Mei'er, Liu'er, further along, it's Feiyan, Qingqing...... I heard that a few days ago, Shi Shangshu surprised the four people with a song "Night Run......"

Xiao Han's face changed a few times, and he was stunned and said, "Du Tianxiang, I'm not done with him!" ”

Xin Yao covered her mouth but smiled silently, her dark and deep eyes were full of laughter, and the residual tears in the corners of her eyes reflected her crystal clear face.

Xiao Han said with embarrassment: "Yaoyao, those are all in the past, this time I was also forced to go to Liangshan, those people learned that the pharmacy made money, so they forced me to ......."

Xin Yao stretched out her hand to cover the man's mouth and said with a smile: "Xiao Han, I want to go back, I'm tired today, can you take me back?" ”

The man held the hand covering his mouth tightly, and finally couldn't help but lower his head, kissed the woman's cheek, hugged her horizontally, and strode back.

In the red silk tent, the woman exhaled like an orchid, took the initiative to kiss the man's mouth, and tossed all the way down. （http：／／.）。

The man held the woman's round and small shoulders, and his whole body stiffened as a stone, and a low moan poured out of his mouth.

The woman's warm lips slowly lingered on the man's lower abdomen, gently and softly, finely broken.

The man felt that the burning heat in his body was concentrated in that place, and the longing in his heart was shouting, rushing, and burning. He rolled over and pressed the woman under him, looking at each other, one with fire in one eye and the other with a smile in the other.

"Yaoyao!" The man gritted his teeth and spat out these two words, one stepped forward, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

The eyes of the people below him gradually blurred.

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On the second day, Xin Yao got up, and there was a beautifully carved white hosta next to the pillow, which was transparent and delicate, white and flawless, which made people like it.

Jiang Xinyao pinched the hairpin and sat in a daze for a long time. (To be continued) (..)

( Miss Jiang Si )