The gilded copper pot was set under the porch of the small kitchen, and Rosin Xiang held a small wooden spoon and kept stir-frying the salt and ginger slices in the copper pot. The grains of salt are not very delicate, but they are countable. A spoonful of rosin is filled with a spoonful, lifted into the air, and sprinkled melodiously, like a light snow.

"Stop playing, it's been very cold these days, Miss's salt bag is cooling fast, fill a few more." Mother Qin's voice sounded behind her, and Rosin Xiang was startled and hurriedly threw away the wooden spoon.

"Yes." Fortunately, Qin's mother still had something to do, so she didn't stay long. Rosin Xiang looked at the back of Qin's mother leaving and breathed a sigh of relief. Although Qin's mother is strict in her style of dealing with the world, she is not always fierce.

The rosin will shake the fine brocade cloth and spread the salt grains flat. As she bent down to place the third hot salt bag on the wooden plate, a pair of honey-colored embroidered shoes appeared in Rosin's sight.

"Sister Meteor is here? The salt packets are all ready. Rosin covered a thick cotton cloth sewn with cotton wool over three salt packets and handed the wooden tray to Meteor.

"It's so cold outside, why don't you fry it in the kitchen?" Meteor took the wooden plate and looked at the rosin's red fluttering little face.

"There was astragalus chicken soup simmering in the kitchen, and I fainted when I smelled the medicine, so I moved it out." Rosin shook her head, "I'm sitting by the fire, but I don't feel cold. ”

Meteor nodded, and didn't talk much, and the young lady was still warming her belly with salt!

Song Zhi spread her hair in a bun, her hair was black and thin, and her long hair poured down, soft as a soft mist. She leaned lazily on the bed, a soft pillow stuffed into her waist, except for a slight pain in her lower abdomen, she also felt quite comfortable.

This year's winter is so cold, even the big and small goo are a lot more peaceful, and they won't fly out all day long. Edelweiss relied on her thick long hair, but she was not afraid of the cold at all, and still went in and out freely. Song Zhi didn't restrain it, but just ordered people not to let it run out of the yard.

When Meteor pushed the door in, a little gong and bamboo sound floated in made Song Zhi frown, and she complained coquettishly, "It's noisy." ”

As soon as Meteor raised his foot and closed the door, Song Zhi handed the lukewarm salt bag to Meteor, and Meteor changed a few slightly hot salt bags and stuffed them into the quilt, Song Zhi felt the heat of the salt packet and rubbed comfortably in the quilt.

Meteor looked at Song Zhi like this, but it was very similar to Edelweiss, and he couldn't help laughing, "Miss will be noisy when she hears one or two sounds in the inner courtyard, but fortunately, she will not go to the menstrus today." ”

Song Zhi stretched tiredly, and the curvature of his mouth seemed to be sarcastic, "Such a good family matter, everyone comes to congratulate the eldest brother, I don't want to go." ”

Qiaoge gave birth to a baby boy whose cry was smaller than a cat, and settled in Qiu Rong's name, the Zhang family took Zhang Huilan to cover this shortage, Song Zhi calculated the time, and now he is probably worshipping in the church.

Song Zhi didn't have much impression of this Zhang Huilan, probably just a concubine who didn't have much of a city government.

Song Zhi closed his eyes, any woman marrying Song Jian will not end well, Zhang Xinlan can be regarded as escaping, but there is another Zhang Huilan, from a certain point of view, everything has its own certainty, nothing has changed.

When the little day came, Song Zhi was always very sleepy, she slept groggily for I don't know how long, only to hear the tea rhyme under the corridor cheerfully screamed, "Ah! It's snowing! ”

Then there was a 'squeak', the door of the inner room was pushed open, Song Zhi opened his eyes, only to feel that it was dim, and before he could see the person who came, he asked, "How long have I been sleeping?" ”

With a touch of candlelight, the gentle voice of the moon sounded, "I only slept for half an hour." ”

"Then why is it all dark?" After sleeping, Song Zhi's whole body was relaxed, and she slowly rolled in the bed. "But it's snowing?"

"It snowed a little, and those stupid girls were so happy." Lifting the lid of the purple clay pot month by month, a medicinal fragrance and the umami of chicken soup wafted out.

Month by month, he put the chicken soup in a small bowl and fed a spoonful to Song Zhi, "Mom's craftsmanship is really getting better and better." ”

"I'm not going to be happy when Miss says that." Month by month, he deliberately made an unhappy appearance. "I've been learning from Mother Qin for a long time!"

Song Zhi said with a smile, "With such a powerful craft, it seems that the reward at the end of the year will be issued an extra one." ”

The master and servant were talking and laughing in this room, and the place where one of life's great joys should have been staged was a gloomy cloud at this time.

Since Song Jian picked Xipa, he sat at the table without saying a word. Zhang Huilan was so scared that she almost stopped breathing, she hung her head, looking at the pair of red embroidered shoes with mandarin ducks playing in the water on her feet, tears condensed on the tips of her eyelashes, and her eyes were pasted into a pile of vermilion pieces.

In a trance, she felt that she was back at home, standing in front of the colorful glass window in her aunt's room, watching the rain wet the window.

The sound of silk and bamboo rang for a day, and Song Jian was also irritable for a day, his current mood was like a pot of water that had already boiled, and he kept screaming against the lid of the pot.

Song Jian didn't find the person who kidnapped Qiaoge, and Qiaoge herself couldn't say clearly, according to her, she was already in Zhang's house when she woke up, and the first person she saw was a housekeeper of the Zhang family.

Although the Zhang family said that they went to the Zhang family's old house after receiving the note, what if this matter was caused by the Zhang family's deliberate thinking? Exchanging a concubine for a concubine is really a good deal.

The snow fell bigger and bigger, smashed on the bluestone brick floor, and after a while it melted into a pool of water; smashed on the jade roasted tiles, and there was a ticking sound from the eaves.

In this dense sound, Song Jian was quiet, and he felt as if he had touched the key to the matter. On the other side of the candlelight, he hid his expression in the darkness, and no one could see clearly.

The pot of boiling water in his heart was still screaming, and Song Jian stood up and poured his hot anger on his bride tonight.

Zhang Huilan only felt like she was bitten by a fierce beast and thrown into the depths of the red bed, she panicked and couldn't help but start screaming, but she was slapped hard by Song Jian and immediately lost consciousness.

The night was long, and everything had just begun.

……

Song Zhi's small days were relatively long, and she used this reason as much as possible to be too lazy, so that after Zhang Huilan returned to the door in the third dynasty, Song Zhi officially met her for the first time.

Zhang Huilan is not ugly, she has a pair of round apricot eyes, but she is a little smart. It's just that her expression looks a little sluggish now, and she hasn't said a word since she saluted.

There was a very obvious blood mark on Zhang Huilan's lips, as if she had been bitten like that, Song Zhi only glanced at it, and then stopped looking.

Lin obviously saw the blood mark as well, and she opened her mouth silently, probably wanting to say something, but she didn't say anything after all.

Lin wrapped a thick letter of silver and a pair of gold silk dragon jade bracelets to Zhang Huilan, she took it and thanked her in a low voice.

Lin is not her real mother-in-law in the end, although it can be called justifiable, but Lin does not like to have someone who is not very familiar with her, just make a show, and let her sit down to eat.

After Zhang Huilan sat down, she only buried her head in eating the plate of amaranth whitebait in front of her, and Song Zhi never saw her spit out the fish bones, afraid that she would swallow it raw.

Song Zhi suddenly felt that the delicacies in his mouth were gone, and he only lowered his head and concentrated on counting the rice grains.

"Sister-in-law, don't blame my brother, he grew up in the army, and his behavior is inevitably a little rude. If it weren't for the closeness, it wouldn't be like this. After finishing the meal, Song Yan followed Zhang Huilan to the West Pavilion of the Turbidity Heart Courtyard and said to her seriously.

Zhang Huilan wanted to show a smile, but for some reason, the flesh on her face became uncontrollable, and this smile was a little hideous.

When Song Yan saw this expression, she felt very awkward, so she pretended to drink tea and looked away.

A baby's cry sounded outside the house, and Song Yan couldn't help frowning, "If it weren't for this child, how could Song Jian end up marrying a concubine as a wife." ’

"It's not good for my sister-in-law to let this Qiu Rong live in the main courtyard, and the baby is always crying, disturbing the peace of the two of you. Although this child is a boy, he is a concubine after all, and it is better for my brother to have a sister-in-law. Song Yan was gushing on the side, and Zhang Huilan only felt that her lips were stirring rapidly, like the wings of a bat.

'A good family affair has become like this, and my brother is away from home all day long, and I don't know what he's busy with. ’

Song Yan walked on the way back to Lengqiu Courtyard, she gathered her fox fur cloak, and the soft fur brushed the side of her face, Song Yan only felt itchy on her face, "What kind of rotten skin is this!" If it weren't for her brother who sent her sable, she wouldn't know how to spend this winter! Song Zhi is a piece of leather a day, and he is diligent in changing! ’

Song Yan's mood was extremely bad, she called the leather shopkeeper to send good skins a few days ago, but those skins didn't seem to be as dazzling as the ones on Song Zhi's body.

In the past six months, she has not encountered any good things! It's Song Zhi, who lives very happily.

"Meow!" Song Yan was startled by the sharp cat meow, took a few steps back, and stood still under Mingzhu's support, only to realize that Fang Cai was walking without paying attention, and stepped on a cat's tail, which was Song Zhi's edelweiss.

Edelweiss was stepped on in a dignified manner, and looked up at Song Yan sadly. It is not afraid of people, and after being stepped on, it just walks slowly on the gravel road, looking very leisurely.

Song Yan looked at the soft white in the darkness, walked a few steps lightly, caught the edelweiss, held it in her arms, and touched the thick hair on its back.

"Miss, this is the third miss's cat." Mingzhu looked at Song Yan's light smile and stroked the edelweiss, and for some reason, she felt a little hairy.

"I know, this cat was given to her by Concubine Jia, who doesn't know?" Song Yan glanced at Mingzhu, and there seemed to be a warning in her eyes.

Song Yan stroked the edelweiss while walking towards her cold autumn courtyard, "The cat's hair is oily and slippery, but it is much softer than the fox fur on my body." ”