Chapter 241: The fireworks are warm, and the night is cold

Ye Wuyue raised her eyebrows when she saw this scene next to her, holding back her smile, while Yan Yunshan and Ouyang Zhihong pretended not to see it. But the old god took out two bottles from his bosom at ease. It can also be regarded as a New Year's gift for juniors, Yan Yunshan repairs the source energy of the aura, and the night without moon is the same, but it is impartial, and even the night without wind that has always had no sense of existence has received a gift from Ouyang Zhihong. Not overnight, Wuyue seriously suspected that this was Ouyang Zhihong's attempt to save trouble, and he only refined one furnace. As for Dongli Weiyang, Ouyang Zhihong didn't have the courage to give pills, let alone Li Shifeng. He is not the father of the moonless night, he has the identity of this future father-in-law, Lao Taishan, and he runs to give the emperor a red envelope.

Dongli Weiyang doesn't care, he only cares about what Ye Qingming gave, although he has never celebrated the New Year, but he also knows that Ye Qingming also prepared a red envelope for him, which shows that he is not regarded as a high emperor, but only his son-in-law, the man who loves his favorite little daughter.

pinching the red seal in his hand, the corners of his lips curled when he left Weiyang.

The gold-swallowing beast in Yan Yunshan's arms pursed his lips when he saw this, hum, it is so beautiful to be recognized by the future father-in-law, cut, human beings, no matter how powerful they are, they can't escape the clichés of human beings, hum.

"Then, here you go," Yan Yunshan peeled a handful of peanuts and put them in his arms, and the gold-swallowing beast reflexively wagged its tail.

Nima, Lao Tzu is a gold-swallowing beast and not a domestic cat, how could he be raised by Yanyun Mountain to look like a domestic cat in such a short period of time! - But this peanut is really delicious~

After eating the dumplings of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the night is ready to go back to his bedroom to get ready for bed. As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he was taken away from the door with a strong force. Because it was Chinese New Year's Eve, Ye Wuyue specially gave Qixi a holiday, which was convenient for this "disciple".

"Yue'er," Dongli Weiyang hugged Ye Wuyue's soft body with satisfaction, and drank some wine at dinner, with the mellow aroma of wine.

Ye Wuyue has always felt that people who drink alcohol will smell of alcohol, but this iron law does not seem to apply to Dongli Weiyang at all, she only feels that the cold taste on Dongli Weiyang is a little less, as if the fairy is contaminated with fireworks, but it still can't hide the elegance and chic exposed from the inside and out.

"Yue'er," Dongli Weiyang put his head on the shoulder socket of Ye Wuyue, Yue'er didn't like his chin, and he deliberately pillowed it with a softer cheek. "Yue'er, I'm so happy,"

"Happy what?" Ye Wuyue also gently pressed his head to the east and left Weiyang.

"I'm happy that I also got my father's red envelope today."

Ye Wuyue's face blushed with shame, "Who is your father, are you ashamed." ”

Dongli Weiyang stood up straight, changed his posture, tightened and domineering, and took Ye Wuyue into his arms.

"Of course dad is dad, ah, it's father-in-law in another way, hehe, hey, my father-in-law even sealed his son-in-law's red envelope, you little villain still wants to repay the debt." Dongli Weiyang broke the face of Ye Wuyue and asked her to look at him.

Ye Wuyue's little face was red and fluttering, shaking her head slightly, biting her lip lightly, her eyes naughtily looked left and right, as if she didn't want to admit it. Looking at Ye Wuyue's little appearance, Dongli Weiyang kissed him without holding back.

The kiss was very long, and when the two of them forgot themselves, there was a sudden sound in the sky outside, and when they let go of each other and looked up, they found that there were brilliant fireworks in the sky. The silent night sky is already late at night, even if there are few people on Chinese New Year's Eve, but at this time, it is a surprise to suddenly see fireworks.

"It's so beautiful," Ye Wuyue simply pulled Dongli Weiyang out of the house to look at the fireworks outside.

"I really don't know who it is, it's not the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and there are fireworks, it's a waste, but it's so beautiful, hehe, you can feast your eyes, Shizun, look at it, isn't it beautiful."

Dongli Weiyang looked at Ye Wuyue's serious and amazed eyes, and his heart was soft, "Well, it's beautiful." ”

It's just that the two of them are beautiful, one is talking about fireworks, and the other is talking about people.

Looking at Ye Wuyue's happy appearance, Dongli Weiyang was also very satisfied, and it was not in vain that he specially asked someone to prepare these, and those fireworks were not in vain when he could see Yue'er's happy appearance. As for waste? How can it be a waste to make Yue'er smile so happily?

Compared with the warmth of the night mansion, the Fuwang Mansion is much more deserted, to be exact, a corner of the Fuwang Mansion is very deserted.

During the day, after Xiao Jinchen took Mrs. Zuo back to the palace, he directly arranged her into a small courtyard in the palace. Night Wuyue was also fast, but at dinner he received a decree allowing him to go to his fiefdom. This takes the benefits of others, and naturally it will eliminate disasters for others. Originally, Xiao Jinchen thought that Ye Wuyue asked him to take away Mrs. Zuo as a sign of kindness and weakness, but when Mrs. Zuo left the night mansion, she was thrown away by the housekeeper with a book of resignation, and he basically understood the meaning of the night mansion.

They have completely given up on Mrs. Zuo, no, they can't call her Mrs. Zuo anymore, how can the person who has been abandoned have this name anymore, and now they should call her Wang Hui.

Knowing that Wang Hui was suspended, Xiao Jinchen thought about the few words that Ye Wuyue specially asked him to understand what she meant.

As soon as Wang Hui was sent into this small courtyard, the housekeeper of Fuwang's Mansion received a Fuwang order to send pickaxes and other things, and also made it clear that he had to "make grass" before he could eat.

Where did Wang Hui do this kind of work, she refused, and the two mothers-in-law who Ye Wuyue found didn't force her, but just ate a roast chicken and a roast duck in front of her when she was hungry, and even served it with soju. Wang Hui was hungry and greedy, but she didn't dare to grab it at all. These two mothers-in-law are not easy to get along, but there are more than ten bruises on her body on the way from Yefu to Fuwangfu, and she also picks the place to avoid people, Wang Hui wants to sue, but where did she get the face to lift the clothes and show people, even if it is her own daughter, she has no face at night. What's more, she hasn't seen the shadow of Ye Wuxue since she came out of Yefu, and it is obvious that her daughter has also given up on herself.

The eldest daughter doesn't want herself, and now the younger daughter wants to be herself, Wang Hui's heart is bitter, but she doesn't feel that it's her fault at all, she feels that all this is thanks to the night moonless, if it weren't for her, she would still be Mrs. Zuo, who is high up in the night house, and Mrs. Zuo, who enjoys the flattery, envy and jealousy of thousands of people.

Because she didn't eat enough food, Wang Hui was hungry, and because she didn't have enough energy in her body to keep out the cold, even if she wrapped her last clothes around her body, she still felt very cold. There was no way, she could only pick up the pickaxe and dig the grass in the yard under the gaze of the two wicked women. But this is the north in the winter, the land is frozen into ice lumps, coupled with the small physical strength of Wang Hui, a person who has never done such farm work, he was stunned that only a little grass slag was smashed out with more than a dozen pickaxes, and the soil was not broken at all.

Wang Hui felt aggrieved in her heart, felt resentment in her heart, she began to scold, of course, this scolding was all night without a moon, and she scolded quietly at the beginning, seeing that the two mothers-in-law didn't seem to care, and when they got to the back, they were getting louder and louder. Because of the scolding, there seemed to be a lot of evil in my heart, and because of this large-scale manual labor, Wang Hui sweated a lot, but it was not as cold as just now.

However, it was precisely because she had a puff in her mouth that her stomach was put to a more severe test.

Originally, the two mothers-in-law also knew that it was impossible for Wang Hui to turn over those lands, and they originally thought that they would give her some food after she suffered some hardships, but they couldn't starve people to death on the first day. But okay, when I heard her non-stop scolding, and the scolding was the person Xiao Jinchen needed to stammer, the real masters of the two mothers-in-law, the two mothers-in-law agreed that Wang Hui could have such good strength to scold people, which means that they were not too hungry, so the little chicken leg they left was rewarded to the dumb mother-in-law's big yellow dog who looked at the back door, and Wang Hui was not given.

At midnight, when everyone else was eating thirty dumplings with the good intentions of reunion and wealth, Wang Hui was lying on the bed coldly hugging the quilt tightly.

Maybe it was because they ate too much wine and food at night, and the two mothers-in-law had already gone to sleep, and only Wang Hui was alone facing the boundless darkness.

The charcoal fire sent by the housekeeper in the small courtyard was not the best frost silver carbon she burned when she was Mrs. Zuo of the Night House, but the choking smoke charcoal that ordinary people don't love, as the name suggests, although the temperature didn't bring much after it burned, but there was a lot of choking smoke, not to mention that Wang Hui couldn't make a fire, and the smoke was even more vigorous. In the end, Wang Hui had no choice but to dispel the idea of heating with charcoal. She didn't want to be choked to death before she could warm up.

Wrapped in a big quilt, listening to the sound of firecrackers outside and the laughter of children, Wang Hui suddenly felt very sad.

She is now at her daughter's house, but she can't even eat a mouthful of hot food, like a dog forgotten in the firewood room, suffering from hunger and cold. The youngest daughter doesn't know if she is still a mother in her heart, even if she can't be as deferential as before, but at least she can't be hungry. Wang Hui began to curse her youngest daughter again, and after scolding, the youngest daughter remembered that she did not hesitate to let Ye Wuyue choose her person to "take care" of her eldest daughter. After scolding this and that, Wang Hui's tears flowed down after scolding and scolding.

Even when the night was moonless and she scratched her face, she was not as sad as she is now. At least at that time, I was still accompanied by my eldest daughter, and at least I could still eat and dress at that time.

If she had known that falling in love with Ye Qingming and killing Feng Yao would make her suffer from starvation and freezing like this at this age, she would not have done that if she was beaten to death.

All love, all conspiracies, in front of the food and clothing, that is considered a fart.

But what's the use of her regretting it now?

Wang Hui's scolding gradually stopped, because she had no strength to scold, and in the end she just wrapped the quilt tightly and forced herself to fall asleep, and even secretly hoped in her heart, hoping that she would sleep to death as soon as she slept, so that she would no longer have to suffer from these things that make life worse than death.