Ren Yan was in the club when he saw this newspaper.

At the end of the year, everyone is spinning in a row, and those who are as idle as her are probably seniors who don't show up much on weekdays, and they want to call Master Tai, and of course, Liang Fu, who has been happy recently.

Ren Yan put away the newspaper: "I thought that the articles in these newspapers were flashy and unrealistic, so they needed newspaper people from the court generation. ”

Liang Fu thought so, and raised the teacup to salute her: "This is his original intention, if he knows, Tingwen will be pleased." ”

She didn't say this to please Gu Qiye, they are all smart people, can you not hear what she meant?

Probably her eyes were full of stubbornness, Liang Fu put aside the teacup, and sighed helplessly: "It's not all grandstanding, speaking of which, Miss Ren should give a congratulatory gift, and the contemptible person is going to get engaged." ”

"Does Mr. Ye know?"

"Whether he knows it or not, it doesn't matter." Liang Fu's smile was closed, "People like us can't just talk about love in our lives, Miss Ren." ”

Cheng Huiyu sees this more thoroughly than her.

Liang Fu also said: "The matter of Yue Nian is deeply implicated, and our alumni and colleagues are in danger. There is still a court in the city of Beijing as a guarantee, and you know that Song'an, which is far away in Jiangxi, was taken away from the hotel by the police in the middle of the night for questioning, and was released three days later. ”

Ren Yan asked: "Can you sit back and relax with such a compromise?" ”

The Cheng family pinched such an important handle, and it was probably invincible.

Liang Fu shook his head: "We can only wait, can we watch more than a dozen people go to prison, and the day is not safe?" ”

Compromise and seek perfection, Taoguang and obscurity.

A detour is also a way.

That's what he intended.

Ren Yan looked at him and was speechless.

Liang Fu flicked the newspaper lightly: "Look, you know that the person who slanders you is biased against him, and his fingers are the height that you can only reach with half a lifetime of hard work, what can you do if you don't save your strength now, and you will die together?" ”

Du Liren, sooner or later, she will compete with him and tear her face.

They fight for anger, face and fairness, but the Chengliang family is a pastime of human life.

Ren Yan was speechless for a while, disagreeing, but there was no better trick.

Liang Fu ate clean tea and got up: "After marriage, I will respect Hui Yu as a guest, treat her as well as possible, and give her a successful marriage." As for Songqu...... We are destined not to be in one place in this life. ”

When he spoke, he was mocking, unwilling, but quite calm.

"So, Miss Ren, you must be with Tingwen in the end."

This is the faintest hope they can see.

After finishing his words, the usually elegant and upright gentleman was burdened with fate and love, his back was bent and overwhelmed.

He made a choice, and as for Ye Songqu, he escaped from the red dust.

When Ren Yan went to deliver the notes for the second time, Gu Tingheng enthusiastically introduced her to her new junior brother: "Come, this is Xingwei's junior brother, the common family name is Ye, and the younger brother and sister should be familiar with each other." ”

No, he just met his former lover.

"People, it's rare to live to understand."

When Ye Songqu went to the evening class, Gu Tingheng took the hoe and shaved radishes in the hole: "You look at the fear, fate will be related to my Buddha, when my brother and sister see through this big thousand, naturally they can also take refuge in my Buddha." ”

Ren Yan shook his head, saying that he was a broken fate, and he had no fate with the Buddha.

Gu Tingheng has nothing to do with planting radishes, and he carefully maintained it, but he slashed a dustpan of short, shriveled diced radish, drooping roots, and was almost frozen by this snowy day.

Today's dinner was a bland and wilted radish soup.

Because the craftsmanship of the fourth master of the Gu family is really not flattering, Ren Yan bit the chopsticks and pondered, it would be good if he could put a few more slices of mutton into the soup, it would no longer be such an unpalatable taste.

Gu Tingheng looked at her innocently: "Brother and sister, you are a bad poor monk cultivator." ”

Ren Yan rolled his eyes, the last time he was fishing, he looked at how many rings he had broken.

Gu Tingheng tried to give himself a face: "Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses, for example, a poor monk is born with a good appearance, outstanding character and profound Buddhism, and his cooking skills are not coincidental and flawed, as for him——"

He picked up his chopsticks and nodded to his younger brother who was entering the door: "It's just that the craftsmanship is more pleasing!" ”

Ren Yan ignored him, turned his face and yelled at Gu Tingwenle: "Do you want to sit down and eat something?" ”

This man was very shrewd, and picked up a futon from afar: "If you don't like the radish soup, go and make it for you." ”

“…… All right. "She never resisted the temptation.

Gu Tingheng looked at this, and then looked at that, but no one gave face, so he had to fold his palms and chant the Buddha: "The Buddha Gate is pure, good and good." ”

Except for the little novice who entered the door to clean up the dishes and chopsticks and called Master, no one answered him.

Ren Yan looked at the solemn atmosphere, so he got up and left his seat under the pretext of playing in the snow outside.

He Quan waited at the door, and hugged a Qingbi cloak and tied it to her: "Miss Ren's arm is not healed, don't soak it in snow water." ”

"Got it!"

As he spoke, the little sheepskin boots stepped into the snow that was up to his ankles, and there was moonlight in the sky, shining brightly.

She waved her cloak and followed the little novice, trying to pounce on the pheasant that she had not caught; Little Shami was eleven or twelve years old, and he had never seen such a lively female benefactor, and he stood there stupidly with dishes for a while.

The gentlemen in the meditation room saw it, but they didn't look happy.

Gu Tingheng pushed the Gai'er bowl in front of his younger brother: "I'm afraid that the injury on her arm will have to be delayed for more than a month." ”

On that day, the doctor in the mansion had poor medical skills, smeared with shoddy medicinal powder, and the bandaging technique was not very skillful, but the wound had rotted and suppurated for half a day, and the little girl fell into a coma.

Gu Tingwen took her home, Gu Tingheng happened to be in the car, frowned at a glance, and ordered to go to the hospital to change the trustworthy doctor and debridement and suture.

Now that the injury is getting better, it's just inevitable that it will be scarred.

Ren Yan doesn't care or not, Gu Tingheng knows that his younger brother is going to care: "The incident happened suddenly that day, Du Liren didn't have time to do anything, eighty percent of it was to use Miss Ren's warning to you, if the second brother ......"

He didn't target Gu Tingwang again, and smiled again: "If it's father and mother, then it's interesting." The New Year is just around the corner, and they're going home. ”

The old man of the Gu family rarely has a defeat in the sea, and he still loses face in his youngest son's calculations when he is old; Now that he has returned to Beijing, he will naturally have to make some moves, and as for whether he will attack Ren Yan, it is a matter of two words.

Gu Tingwen planned for four years, and only waited until the day of the engagement to reluctantly cut off his father's power, and he was only an opponent if he had dealings, and he was also patiently waiting for his father's revenge, but if it threatened Ren Yan's safety......

The topic didn't last long.

Later, Gu Tingheng sent him out: "Songqu is now here with me, and the Chengliang family does not dare to forcibly break into the Huguo Temple. ”

"Thank you, Fourth Brother."

"You're welcome." He compared the girl squatting in the snow outside, "It's her who matters, if it's really just in case, is it difficult for her to leave the house?" ”

Ren Yan saw them in the afterglow, staggered over with a handful of pheasant feathers, and pointed at the little novice: "I didn't catch it, blame him!" ”

Xiao Shami's face flushed angrily: "The female donor is vain, it is obvious that you are too stupid!" ”

The little boy and the little girl are only in their teens, which is the age of competition, and it is inevitable that they will have to make up for face if they lose their hands.

Gu Tingwen pulled someone to go first: "See me, fourth brother." ”

Gu Tingheng smiled and waved goodbye: "Family, see you back!" ”

got into the car, and Ren Yan was still lingering.

Gu Tingwen smiled: "Master Ren Guigeng? ”

She pouted: "The pheasant's fur is so bright, the top is beautiful, and it runs fast, and the meat must be tender and delicious when you look at it." ”

I took care of eating, and I couldn't complain about not arresting her.

He nodded at her head: "Collect some thoughts, I'm scared away." ”

She said: "It's not all for the sake of beating the teeth, you see if this hair looks good, I want to make a fan at home." Miss Xu has a handful of peacock feathers at home, and she said that pheasant feathers are also fine. ”

If it is always so peaceful, he will be happy to indulge.

"Look at it next time, you work harder, and you can catch the family."

She nodded and rubbed her hands in high spirits, but her arms were stretched uncomfortably.

When he changed the dressing at home, Gu Tingwen still couldn't help but speak: "Does it hurt?" ”

Ren Yan shook his head: "The pain is over, it's about growing flesh, I woke up itchy a few days ago, if it wasn't wrapped in gauze, it would have been scratched." ”

He thought of Gu Tingheng's words, and his heart struck.

The little girl might as well come over and pestering him: "I haven't lifted a knife for so long, and I can't sleep steadily, let me go into the kitchen, okay?" ”

The red and glamorous mouth is pouting, coquettish.

Beauty has always tried and tested.

He strengthened his spirit: "The last time I chopped the cow tendon and shook the wound open, I forgot it in a few days?" Hurting his muscles and bones, he wants to lift a knife again in this life. ”

The little girl shrank back with her head bowed, and was angry: "The master of Hongpheasant Hall has not opened for a month, and he has laughed out of his big teeth when he spreads, you are unreasonable!" ”

The list of medicinal food kitchens was piled up, and the masters were busy day and night, so she sneaked back last time and took a hand, seeing that she didn't have much strength, and she was more anxious than people.

Gu Ting didn't pick her stubble, and reached out to pluck her front teeth: "Lost your teeth?" It's a good thing, it means that you've grown up! ”

Ren Yan choked with anger.

It's not that she's anxious, it's really that she can't bear it when she is provoked.

Du Liren was set to be the head of the New Year's Day banquet, and he was not in high spirits for a day, and he made some old palace dishes to please the secretary general, and even when he was learning cooking skills, he never put down the shelf, and today he made it like honey in the club according to the old law.

The meat selected is the back of the neck of the baby goat, the meat is lean and tender, there is little fat, the oblique blade is made into a thin slice and spread with sweet sauce, and then hung with a layer of corn flour slurry.

When hanging the pulp, add sauce, vinegar, wine and sugar to the porcelain bowl, a spoonful of crushed ginger juice and a spoonful of fried honey, and mix in the remaining corn flour syrup to make a sauce.

Heat the pan with vegetable oil, the fire is high, then knead a handful of thin slices of mutton to evenly slurry, and then slide into the oil pan to break up.

The hot oil pushes the thin slices of meat around the pan, creating a bewildering aroma; The more fragrant it is, the more stable the meat slices will be, until they lie down into a white and tender meat roll.

Drain the oil, scoop the sesame oil to heat the bottom of the pan, and replant the meat slices into the pot and wrap them in a full amber sauce; Wait for the juice to ripen thoroughly, and then put a side of sesame oil on top and put it into a porcelain plate.

The red slices of meat are like apricots, bright and pleasant, and the meat is soft and sweet in the mouth.

When Du Liren responded to reporters, he was proud and pointed out: "Medicine and food are a family, and you can maintain your health if you are more careful." If it takes a lot of trouble, it will inevitably be grandiose. ”