Ran Jia is very focused when she does things, which will have inspiration and ideas, and her wrist keeps drawing on the paper.

She likes plain and elegant things, but the clothes have to look at the person, some people will have the pride of plum blossoms, and some need to be gorgeous to set off the complexion, sometimes the attempt of different styles can also make people bloom with different colors.

"Master, are you back?" The three of them, who were busy, turned around and saw someone standing quietly with their hands behind their backs, and hurriedly saluted respectfully.

Ran Jia raised her head suddenly, saw the key with a blank look in her eyes, and subconsciously looked up at the sky, the sun had already risen overhead. She hurriedly packed up the things on the table, hugged them in her arms to greet them, and said angrily: "I only care about painting clothes, but I forgot the time, how long have you been back, but you are hungry?" ”

Ying Jian took her shoulders around the voice, and the corners of her lips curved in a faint arc, "I just came back, and I'm not very hungry." ”

"I saw that the flowers in the backyard were messy, and we were not people who could appreciate flowers, so I asked my two aunts and Uncle Wang to clean up the yard and grow vegetables." Her cheeks were slightly red, and she whispered, "Not to mention the high cost of buying vegetables from outside, they are not fresh after the morning, and sometimes the variety is not complete." Our yard is not small, and it would be a bit of a waste if we didn't grow vegetables. ”

Ying Jian nodded, and his smile lines deepened, "My lady is quite easy to support." ”

"You're laughing at me!" She snorted and laughed to herself, "If the master knew that I was using the back garden to grow vegetables, he would definitely be so angry that he would take it back." "After all, Mrs. Hou Fu is a flower lover, and I am afraid that half of the reason for choosing this yard was because she took a fancy to this back garden.

"No, since it's given to us, it's up to us to deal with it," he replied, shaking his head.

Ran Jia was stunned, biting her lip and smiling, her father-in-law was too serious, and he didn't know how to joke.

Putting down the things, Ran Jia was about to wash her hands and cook, but as soon as she turned around, she was pulled by the key.

"Knowing that you've just picked up a job and you're going to be too busy to forget the hour, I'll ask Xilai to buy some food, and you can just cook some soup," he pointed to the hall.

Ran Jia helped him walk over, and she didn't need to be reminded out loud, Ying Jian could raise her feet and step up and down the steps, to be honest, if she didn't know that he couldn't see it, she really wouldn't have noticed his abnormality. It's really that he is too calm, and his mental arithmetic is excellent, but as long as he walks, he doesn't need the help of others next time.

This is a very powerful skill, when Ran Jia used to play with her little sisters, her eyes were blindfolded, and if she didn't hear the sound, she could only draw a big circle.

When her fingers touched the lid of the box, she thought of Ying Key completing the task assigned by Hou Ye again and again, and appeared in front of her with blood and blood, and he stubbornly stuffed one exquisite and beautiful brocade box after another into her hand.

At that time, she was flustered and stubbornly refused, turned around and stuffed things to Ran Yu, and let them be distributed among the many little sisters.

"I'm sorry," she said, turning to look at Ying Key, with a crying voice.

A faint smile appeared on Ying Key's face, and after listening to her words, he retracted and hummed lightly.

"I divided everything you gave me before," if she knew that the two of them would really get married if they were so close, she would definitely not do it.

"It's all the past," he sighed lightly, his eyes were black everywhere he looked, it was a long time ago, in fact, when he closed his eyes in his last life, all his strong emotions turned into resentment towards her, hating why she was amazed in his life, hating how she had not been kind to him.

He has been longer than her in his life, but from the beginning to the end, he has never tasted sweetness, even if she smiled sincerely at him, maybe he would not leave with such regret.

Now that he had married her, everything seemed like an unreal dream because he couldn't see with his eyes, and every time he woke up, he had to lie quietly beside her and feel her presence.

Ran Jia opened her mouth, yes, that's all in the past, who has the ability to predict the future? In the future, it is more important than anything else that they will love each other, have children, and live a peaceful and happy life.

She wiped away the tears that had slipped down pretentiously, nodded vigorously, and said in a muffled voice, "I will be good to you in the future." ”

Ying Key's hand clenched the corner of his clothes, the green tendons on his forehead jumped, and he still hummed faintly.

Ran Jia opened the lid of the food box, and there was a roast duck with hot slices inside, the skin was crispy and shiny, the meat was tender and slightly pink, and there were layers of overlapping pancakes, a small plate of special dipping sauce, a small plate of cucumber strips and chives, and then a plate of sweet and sour chops, and a plate of cabbage vermicelli.

"Is it okay to drink tomato and egg drop soup at noon?"

"Okay," Ying Key nodded.

Ran Jia re-covered the food box and asked again: "Did Aunt Zhang, Aunt Li and Uncle Wang also bring their rice together?" ”

"Well, Xilai brought it to them."

In the past few days, Ran Jia has been busy making clothing drawings for his wife and young ladies in the morning, sewing the couple's spring and summer clothes in the afternoon, and continuing to work in the evening. Instead, Ying Key usually goes out in the morning and accompanies her in the afternoon and evening.

"Will you go out to dinner in the morning?" As soon as Ran Jia washed up, Ying Jian came to say.

"Okay, aren't you busy in the morning?" She never asked him what he was up to.

"Well," Ying Jian usually doesn't talk much, but he doesn't like to be quiet when he is with Ran Jia, so he has to let Ran Jia say something.

The two of them changed into newly sewn clothes, and the key was a blue gown, tied with a silver-gray belt, which made his figure slender and straight, with boots embroidered with blue auspicious clouds on his feet, and his hair tied up with black jade.

Ran Jia took a closer look and found that Ying Jian was very good-looking, with delicate and beautiful facial features, thick and long eyelashes, but he had always had a cold face, and there was a scar on his forehead with anger, which made it easy to ignore his appearance. This is probably also a kind of ability, she once heard that people who often walk on the verge of death when doing things for their masters can't look too good, they have to be the kind of people with mediocre facial features that people can forget at a glance.

But when it comes to the identity of the key, there is no need for this.

She wore a crescent white dress embroidered with fine pink flowers, and a pale pink hollow belt tied around her waist, which made her delicate and graceful figure look good. Her hair was tied into a bun, she simply brought a jade step shake, a pair of jade bead earrings of the same color, and her face was not powdered, only some flower paste that she configured to lock in water.

Feng Xilai glanced at it casually and quickly lowered his head, he used to be a servant in the Hou Mansion, so he naturally heard about the matter between the two masters. The master's life is also bitter enough, and when his eyes saw it, his wife ignored him, and finally escaped death and got the gift of the Hou Ye to marry his wife, but his eyes couldn't see, and he missed so many beautiful scenery.

There are many varieties of breakfast in Kyoto, steamed buns, fritters, oil cakes, noodles, chaotic dumplings, etc., Ran Jia sat in the carriage and lifted a little curtain, looking out enviously, women who don't like shopping, whether they buy things or not, they have to touch and see how to kill time.

"We're not in the Hou Mansion now, we have plenty of time, and it's convenient to come out, if you like it, I'll often take you out for a walk, how about it?" Ying Key sat down beside her silently, hugged her, and whispered in her ear.

Half of Ran Jia's body was a little numb, and she drilled into her heart in wisps, and she responded with a smile: "Okay." ”

Ying Jian took her to the rice noodle restaurant, where the environment is good, clean and hygienic, and the taste is authentic, and more importantly, there is a private room in the store. Ran Jia took the hat and went upstairs side by side with Ying Key, and only took it off when she entered the private room, her eyes patrolled the entire house, and she sat down by the window beautifully, looking out cautiously through the half-open window.

When she was a girl, she often went out to buy things for her master, but every time she came and went in a hurry and didn't dare to delay in the slightest, and every time she wore a hat and two guards followed.

At this moment, she is free, she doesn't need to care about anything, she is waiting for breakfast freely, and she has her own husband to accompany her, Ran Jia's mood is very tight.

This is the first time she has eaten rice noodles, the soup made of big bones is fragrant, the rice noodles are strong and slippery, refreshing pickles, as well as fresh and tender rape, shiitake mushrooms with enough soup, bean sprouts, crispy fried peanuts, and a few quail eggs. Topped with vinegar and chili oil with sesame seeds, it's a delicious breakfast that goes from the tip of your tongue to your body and mind.

After eating, Ying Jian walked out with Ran Jia, and they didn't take the car but walked all the way back.

Ran Jia found that Xilai had a bell hanging around his waist, and the bell made a crisp sound as he walked, and he walked up and down the steps to cross the puddle, and the sound of the bell was slightly different, and the key could be captured, and he walked without hesitation.

It's one of the busiest places in Kyoto, and as the street draws to a close, Ying Jian pauses in front of a shop.

Ran Jia looked sideways, the black sign said Yunshang Pavilion, the words were like blooming flowers, exquisite and elegant, without losing the atmosphere, making people want to go in and have a look.

"This, isn't that what I used to write?" Ran Jia was stunned, the days of being a girl were boring, she set goals for herself early, and occasionally imagined that she had a shop, received the powerful people of the whole capital, and slept on a bed full of silver tickets.

Her face was slightly red, and she had named the shop for it, and she had taken great pains to design it, but she couldn't find the paper.

"I happened to pick it up," Ying said without a red face.

Ran Jia pursed her lips and chuckled, he never happened to her, at most, when he peeked at her, she happened to be doing this stupid thing.

"And this shop?" She looked at the shops around her, and then looked at the first-class houses, and asked with a slight trembling heart.

"Well, it's yours," Ying Key took her hand and walked into the shop.