This mung bean soup is the easiest drink to cool off, and people who don't have money can get a bowl of mung beans without much mung beans, but it is very thirst-quenching. This rich family probably prepares some chilled sour plum soup or some cool fruits. It's just that in this Shen Mansion, he actually let his son drink mung bean soup, which is enough to see that Shen Yan is really not taken seriously.

Sitting in the pavilion, Qian Ye quietly waited for Shen Yan to bring the mung bean soup, and his eyes couldn't help but fix his eyes on the few mandala flowers that had already bloomed. The snow-white flowers hung down on the stems, and had been turned slightly yellow by the sun, as if a gust of wind could make it fragile to leave the branches on which it depended and dissipate in the wind.

But such a small flower can slowly and cruelly take a person's life, mercilessly, quietly.

"Mung bean soup."

"Thank you." I hurriedly took it and took a small sip, which was really refreshing. The fragrance of mung beans and the sweetness of rock sugar are really pleasant.

The bean paste bag wagged his tail greedily, quite a bit if you don't give it to me, I will pounce on it and grab it. Qian Ye was helpless, so he could only look at Shen Yan apologetically. "The bean paste bun seems to be a little thirsty too."

Shen Yan smiled lightly and said, "You wait, I'll go and prepare a bowl for it right away." By the way, you drink it quickly, and I'll serve it to you when I'm done. ”

Qian Ye smiled and drank the mung bean soup in the soup bowl in one gulp, only to feel sweet and cool. "It's delicious, did you cook it yourself? I'm so much better than me, I'm the one who can even cook rice. ”

Shen Yan took the soup bowl with a smile and said casually: "If you like it, there are many more." ”

After drinking the mung bean soup, it seemed that no matter how hot it was, it had disappeared, Qian Ye squinted at the sun outside the pavilion, and felt that the weather was really good today!

However, it seemed that the lunch meal was a little salty, and her throat was a little uncomfortable.

stared at Shen Yan and sent the mung bean soup, so he couldn't wait to take a sip. "It's really thirst-quenching!"

Shen Yan smiled and put a bowl of bean paste buns on the ground, and said, "It's delicious, I thought I cooked so much, I couldn't finish it by myself!" ”

"Well, I'm so sleepy!" Raising his hand and yawning, Qian Ye wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers. "It seems like I haven't slept enough at noon." I've been a little busy lately, and I can't even let her sleep to her full.

"Otherwise," Shen Yan pondered and persuaded, "You go to my room and take a nap?" ”

Qian Ye wanted to refuse, but the god of sleep invaded her fragile nerves one after another, making her yawn again and again, and she couldn't wait to get into the bed and sleep well.

Shen Yan's room is simply furnished, just a bed, a wardrobe, and a bronze mirror.

Qian Ye staggered to bed, covered with a thin quilt, closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep at the call of Zhou Gong. As her breathing gradually became inaudible, Shen Yan on the edge of the bed showed a shallow, almost negligible smile.

"Wow !!" Seeing that the master was gone, the bean paste bag followed with his short legs.

"Good dog, let's go outside and play! Your master, you may have to sleep for a long time, and you may never wake up for the rest of your life! Shen Yan gently picked up the soft body of the little thing, and said with a smile while smoothing the hair.

The sunlight outside the window was dazzling, and he walked out slowly, not forgetting to close the door.

Sitting in the small pavilion, blowing a rare cool summer breeze and smelling the fragrance of flowers, the whole person is much more comfortable.

As promised, there was a strange noise next door.

Shen Yan listened quietly, and a touch of sarcasm gradually appeared in his eyes.

Shen Congwen touched the woman's well-maintained arm, "Auntie, nephew, go and tell them to prepare some iced sour plum soup to cool off the heat!" ”

Shen Mei's beautiful face was full of redness, and her forehead was full of beads of sweat, so she nodded lightly and let him leave.

Summer is really hot, and there are a lot of ice cubes in the house, which is the time to come in handy. The sour plum soup had already been prepared in the kitchen, and as soon as the master gave the order, he quickly added ice cubes.

When Shen Congwen and Shen Mei drank each other's cool sour plum soup, they felt that the whole person was much more comfortable. But then comes a longing that cannot be extinguished like dry wood meets fire.

The two of them seemed to have red eyes, tugging at each other's clothes, and no one noticed that their bodies were strangely red, because they were already immersed in the sweet dreams that had been laid out for a long time.

Listening to the sound next door gradually dissipating, Shen Yan closed his eyes with satisfaction and quietly listened to the sound of the wind, birds, and even the sound of flowers blooming.

"Bring me a bowl of sour plum soup." played all day, making Shen He extremely thirsty, and immediately ordered his subordinates.

After a while, the sour plum soup was delivered. After Shen He drank it, under the service of the concubines, he gradually fell asleep.

At the same time, Shen Yang and Shen Gui also held the sour plum soup and drank it slowly.

"Little sister, do you feel cool?" While speaking, Shen Yang had already picked up the person and threw him on the bed.

In the secret room, the people who listened to the whip shuddered.

But everything here is unknown to outsiders.

The body that is already sixty years old is like a tattered rag due to excessive indulgence, especially after taking off the clothes, it is even more disgusting.

Shen He's white flesh, which rarely saw the sun, was also dyed a layer of crimson, his eyes were red, and he complained to the young child in front of him.

"Hurry up! Don't want to drink water anymore! I'm comfortable with what you're serving, so I'll give you water to drink!" I'm in a good mood, and I can reward you with a bowl of sour plum soup! ”

The little child didn't understand anything, and she had only one thought in her heart, that is, to be fed and to drink water, and she hadn't drunk a sip of water for two days. She had only drunk the cold sweet and sour plum soup once, but it was the best thing she thought she had ever drunk in her life. She didn't want to know the little sisters who were locked together

Where is it all, she just wants to live.

……

The noonday sun was so hot that it was so hot that people almost couldn't breathe, and they even wanted to yell at the sky to vent.

The leaves of the plants were wilted in the sun, and their heads drooped one by one, and only bees and butterflies worked tirelessly among the flowers. The humming sound has become the only sound from nature that can be heard in the afternoon.

There is a slight wind, although it is not cool, but it is better than nothing. A wisp of it is also comfortable. But even this rare gift disappeared at this moment.

The servants went back and forth under the flower corridor, and no one wanted to go out under the sun, for fear of heat stroke. There are delicate little maids who are holding handkerchiefs and blocking the sun.

Shangguan Mingxin stood in the corridor, looking at the dark clouds that were gradually accumulating overhead, knowing that it would not be long before there was a heavy rain.

Suddenly, there was a wind.

The wind was strong, raising the sand and dust on the ground, blowing the corners of the maids' skirts and turning like a blooming flower.

"Bang!!" A few bits of rain hit the leaves, minus a little bit of the heat. Unconsciously, the crackling sound was endless. The sound of rain hitting the roof tiles is like someone spilling a handful of beans, and the density makes people beat drums in their hearts.

After a while, the ground was soaked with rain, and there was a chill in the wet. Even the heat of the air has cooled down, and the nose smells of rich earthy aromas and the smell of plants soaked in rain.

Zhao woke up from a nap, listened to the sound of rain outside, pulled on his shoes, and called the name of the personal maid, but no one answered. I could only frown and step forward to close the window where the rain had spilled in. Facing the garden is a cloister with eaves that shelter the rain outside, and only a gust of moisture is welcomed by the wind and sent into the house, bringing a burst of coolness.

Outside, it was dark and dreary, with dark clouds and heavy rain.

I'm afraid it's going to rain for a long time! Zhao frowned and thought, looking into the distance. The rain in the distance was dense, so that the roof was shrouded in a layer of white mist, but everyone knew that it was a splash of rain.

The master is about to go out, but Cui'e's little girl doesn't know where she went? Really, don't go out, sir, what if it's raining!

In the study, the rain suddenly broke in, wetting the books on the bookcase under the window, and the soaked ink spread out, like a ball of blood that could not be dissolved.

Behind the bookshelf, a white corner was revealed, and the sound of whirring like a bellows gradually faded away, and finally turned into silence.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier—

The pavilion was surrounded by dense rain lines, and Shen Yan raised his head and looked at the sky. It was hazy, as if the cloud silk was being pulled by some external force, like a fine silk thread, but there were also some weird illusions.

“

Bean paste buns, let's go back, it's so cold outside! ”

The corners of the robe had been wet by the intruding rain, and Shen Yan walked into the rain carelessly, his steps did not speed up, just like the pace of the past, and he didn't care that the shirt was quickly soaked.

Pushing open the door of the study, I was greeted by the humble Bogu shelf. The shelves are not filled with any precious treasures, but with rough or delicate wood carvings.

Gently placed the bean paste bun on the ground, watched it quickly shake its wet hair, and went to find a warm place. Shen Yan smiled lightly and walked towards Bo Gujia. His hand reached for a wooden carving with a mutilated arm, it was a woman, with a beautiful figure and a beautiful face, but the broken arm was laughing at his former innocence.

"Sister-in-law." He called softly, his expression soft, but there was a sadness in the depths of his eyes.

The woman's appearance was not any person who could be seen in the mansion, but if Shen Zongwen was here, he would know that the woman's appearance was clearly a pain that he couldn't touch in his heart.

"San'er won't call other women's sisters-in-law, and the only person who can match the eldest brother has always been a sister-in-law. The eldest brother is a good person, and the sister-in-law is also a good person, but good people usually don't live long! So, it's better for San'er to be a bad person, so that the sister-in-law is gone, and the eldest brother will be happy with the protection of San'er! Sister-in-law, don't worry, those bad guys, San'er won't let them stay! They not only bullied San'er, bullied the eldest brother, but also bullied the sister-in-law. People like them shouldn't stay in this world, otherwise there will be a lot of people who will be bullied......" Shen Yan stood in front of Bogu and chattered, talking to himself, but no one saw it.

(End of chapter)

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