After lingering, Song Hui and Chunqing hugged each other and fell asleep. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Nested in Song Hui's strong arms, Chunqing suddenly felt that this blind marriage and dumb marriage didn't seem so terrible.

At least so far, life has been pretty good.

In the following days, Song Hui became extremely busy because he took over the post of general.

Almost the chicken gets up when he doesn't crow, and he doesn't sleep when the dog doesn't sleep.

It's like the long-term work of Zhou Papi's family.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past three months, Chunqing went to Yichun Garden every day to talk to the old lady, and then went back to the house and closed the door to live his own free life.

It's not that the old lady asks Chunqing to ask for peace every day.

It's really Chunqing who feels the need to brush up on the sense of existence and contact the old man.

If you don't eat and drink all day long, and be leisurely, it's like still being in the Shilang Mansion, Chunqing's heart is always unsteady.

On this day, the braised duck paw made by Chunqing was already bad, and a bowl full of it was filled with a glass bowl, and it was carried to Yichun Garden with a food box.

When Chunqing went, Song Jingruo, who had just been grounded, was already there.

"Sister-in-law!" Seeing Chunqing come in, Song Jingruo got up excitedly and called, her voice sweet and crisp and full of enthusiasm.

Chunqing's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

What is the situation, when did Song Jingruo get so good with her, seeing her was like an orphan meeting her own mother.

Could it be that after being locked up for three months, this thing has suffered from amnesia?

"What did you eat?" Seeing Chunqing carrying the food box, the old lady asked with great interest.

These days, Chunqing has sent food to Yichun Garden every once in a while, all of which are exquisite and delicious.

The old lady ate happily, but she was sad for the cooks in the small kitchen of Yichun Garden.

Since the old lady ate the food cooked by the grandmother, it was always not sweet to eat what they cooked.

Looking at the remaining half of the boxes of meals in the food boxes that were sent back every day, the cooks were terrified day by day.

If this continues, will you lose your job?

Chunqing put the food box on the table and brought out a bowl of braised duck palms, "Daughter-in-law Sun made braised duck palms, you can taste them." ”

Without waiting for the old lady to speak, Song Jingruo jumped over, "I have long heard that my sister-in-law has good cooking skills, but I have been writing big characters and have no mouth, but I met me today." Song Jingruo said as she looked at the old lady with a smile, "Grandmother shouldn't be reluctant, right?" ”

The old lady patted Song Jingruo's hand stretched out into the bowl and said with a smile: "Splash monkey, wash your hands and eat again." ”

Song Jingruo got up and winked at Chunqing, turned around and cleaned her hands in the basin brought in by Lumei, and twisted a goose paw, "Sister-in-law, just smelling me makes my saliva full." ”

In the face of Song Jingruo's intimacy, Chunqing never slowed down.

Could it be that the door was opened in the wrong way today?

Why do you feel so weird about this thing!

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, I have to be careful.

Chunqing sat down opposite Song Jingruo and didn't speak, just nodded with a smile.

Say less and make fewer mistakes, lest you get caught with some pigtails.

"Why doesn't my sister-in-law speak? Are you still mad at me? Song Jingruo blinked at Chunqing with big eyes, and said sincerely: "Sister-in-law, don't be angry, I already know that I am wrong." ”

Oh, my God!

Can anyone tell me what's wrong with this thing!

My brain is spinning so slowly that I can't react.

Chunqing suddenly wailed in her heart, what my mother said was really right, how can I just grow flesh and not have a long heart.

Looking at Song Jingruo, Chunqing felt like seeing a snake spirit smiling like a flower, and she herself was the gourd baby.

"Second sister said and laughed, I have never been angry with you." Chunqing said with a smile.

Heaven and earth conscience, I never get angry with you, really.

You're full of peppercorn fish fillets or something, why am I still angry!

"Sister-in-law, seriously?" Song Jingruo's eyes flickered.

Chunqing nodded, "The second sister is too careful." ”

Suspicious? You mean I'm small-minded?

Song Jingruo scolded with hatred in her heart, slut!

"Grandmother, I still feel sorry for my sister-in-law in my heart, I want to set up a table in Bazhen Pavilion to make amends to my sister-in-law." Song Jingruo said to the old lady.

"Second sister, I'm really not angry, I don't need the banquet." Chunqing hurriedly refused.

God knows what she's going to do.

My life is so nourishing and comfortable now, I don't want to have any entanglement with you.

"Is my sister-in-law still angry?" Song Jingruo immediately looked at the old lady with tears in her eyes, "Grandmother, you help Jingruo say good things to her sister-in-law." ”

Well, Chunqing suddenly saw a big white lotus!

The old lady smiled and said: "I think it's fake to invite your sister-in-law, because you want to go to Bazhen Pavilion for dinner." ”

"Grandmother!" Song Jingruo immediately burst into tears and laughed, and said coquettishly: "What does grandmother say, if Jingruo is sincere, grandmother will favor sister-in-law, Jingruo is your own granddaughter." ”

The old lady pointed at Song Jingruo's head, "You, you will be coquettish, I think you will have to be locked up for a few more months before you are stable." ”

Having said that, the old lady was still happy to see Song Jingruo's performance in her heart.

After all, flesh and blood.

What's more, the old lady let Song Jingruo ground, with the original intention of making her reflect on her mistakes.

"You can go with Jingruo, the boiled pork slices in Bazhen Pavilion are a must in the capital." The old lady looked at Chunqing, "Da Lang is busy these days, you are also bored, you accompany me, an old woman, all day long, and go out for a walk." ”

The old lady has spoken, and it would be hypocritical for Chunqing to refuse again.

She's not a hypocritical person.

So what's hypocritical?

"Okay." Chunqing should arrive.

It's just that as soon as the words came out, she felt like she had fallen into a pit.

turned his head to look at Song Jingruo, and sure enough, he saw Song Jingruo looking at her with a sad smile.

Finished! Finished!

Let's just say that she won't be well-intentioned.

"That sister-in-law just promised!" Song Jingruo's face was overjoyed, as if she had eaten a magpie's fart, "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, or it's noon today, anyway, it's lunch time." ”

"It's noon today? I didn't even clean it up! Knowing that she fell into the pit, Chunqing was doing a senseless dying struggle, "I haven't changed my clothes, or I will change the day." ”

"My sister-in-law, pay attention to what you do." The old lady smiled.

Song Jingruo said: "Grandmother, sister-in-law finally went out, so naturally she has to dress up beautifully." After that, he smiled gently at Chunqing with a particularly considerate smile: "Sister-in-law, go change your clothes, I'll wait for you at the second gate, don't worry, sister-in-law dress up slowly." ”

"You girl, you also know that for the sake of your sister-in-law, it can be seen that you are not grounded in vain." The old lady was extremely pleased.

Song Jingruo picked up another goose paw and ate it deliciously, "Of course! I've said it all, I know it's wrong. ”

His eyes looked at Chunqing, revealing a vicious and fierce light.

My mistake was to be too soft on you slut.

Chunqing looked at Song Jingruo, who was like a flower, as if she had seen a female ghost, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill in her heart.

Coming out of Yichun Garden, Bai Lu said to Chunqing with a stunned face: "Grandma, what do you mean by the second miss?" ”

"What do you say?" Weasels give New Year's greetings to chickens, what kind intentions can be settled.

Bai Lu said: "The slave maid thinks that the second lady must not be well-intentioned. ”

Chunqing glanced at Bai Lu, "It's long-hearted!" ”

Even my natural little white dew can see it.

Bai Lu scratched her head, "You can see that too?" After the slave got up early this morning and ate the goose paw you made, she felt that her brain was spinning, and she couldn't stop trying to. ”

Chunqing ......