Xing Nanye did not hesitate, his voice was tactful like a warbler's cry, with childishness, "Ye Ye is called Ye Ye." ”

Su Ruotang: "......"

It was her mistake.

Ask the name of the fool.

She picked up the fresh milk porridge and drank it all.

Finally, turn the bowl upside down.

"It's gone."

Xing Nanye held the small bowl and blinked his eyes.

With a pout, I just wanted to cry.

Seeing the bowl that was upside down by Su Ruotang, a drop of porridge flowed down.

He hurriedly reached over his small bowl.

The last drop of porridge fell into his bowl.

He ate to his heart's content.

Ah Fu, who came over with noodles and porridge, almost couldn't hold back a handful of bitter tears.

He sniffed, walked into the house gently, and glanced at Su Ruotang sadly, "Can't you cook more?" ”

Su Ruotang put down the bowl slowly, stared at Xing Nanye coldly, and sneered, "If you can't see that your son-in-law is wronged, then take him away." ”

Ah Fu: "......"

If you could take it away, would you keep it until now?

He pulled Xing Nanye to stand up in distress: "Childe, Ah Fu bought the breakfast you like, get up and eat it quickly." ”

Su Ruotang put down the bowl.

It just so happened that Mo Yingyan came back.

He leaned lazily against the door, his hands around his chest, and his eyes stared at Xing Nanye coldly: "It's quite bold." ”

He boiled porridge and brought it to Little Begonia and threw him back into his house.

I just went out to deal with a little thing, and then I touched it again.

Xing Nanye hugged the bowl and whispered, "I want to drink fresh milk porridge." ”

Su Ruotang sneered: "You're thinking about fart." ”

"Daddy, you want to drink." Xing Nanye's soft fox eyes were filled with tears, and he looked at Mo Yingyan aggrievedly.

Mo Yingyan lowered her eyes, the corners of her lips hooked, and raised her chin towards Su Ruotang, "What do you call her?" ”

"Pretty sister."

"Call me what?"

"Daddy."

Mo Yingyan raised the tail of his eyes and sneered.

Very good.

I'm really thinking about fart.

He took a long step, came to Su Ruotang, and bent down to look at her, "There is a poetry club outside the city, do you want to go and see it?" ”

Su Ruotang raised his eyelashes: "I can't write poetry." ”

Mo Yingyan pulled her to stand up: "The prize is a piece of top-quality mutton fat white jade, which can just carve a hairpin for his wife." ”

"Let's go." Su Ruotang's eyes lit up.

Xing Nanye stuffed the bowl he was holding into Mo Yingyan's hand, and the fox's eyes were shining, "Ye Ye wants to go with his father." ”

Mo Yingyan hugged the slender waist of the third princess, her thin lips opened lightly, overflowing with indifferent monosyllables, "Get out." ”

Xing Nanye was in tears.

The soft fox's eyes were full of tears, matched with his feminine and stunning face, and he was captivating the country and the city.

Just one glance can make people feel distressed.

It's a pity that Mo Yingyan has all the tenderness, and he is only for the three princesses.

"Obediently guard the house, when I come back to make porridge, consider sharing a little with you."

Xing Nanye sniffed and looked at him, "Really? ”

Mo Yingyan's expression was cold: "I'm not interested in deceiving children. ”

Xing Nanye smiled with tears in his eyes and nodded stupidly, "Ye Ye is waiting for Daddy to come back." ”

Ah Fu: "......"

Childe, are you a three-year-old?

So easy to deceive?

The next moment, to the soft face of Shangxing Nanye, who was rippling with tears.

He was silent.

It was his mistake.

Childe is no different from a three-year-old now.

……

Outside the city.

Plum Garden.

Several young men and women sat in twos and threes.

On a high platform in the center, there are ten tables and pen, ink, paper, and inkstones.

The poetry meeting is hosted by the Jingzhou City Lord's Mansion and is held once every five years.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if the city lord has something to do today, he will preside over it." An elegant man on the stage smiled and spoke.

The crowd fell silent.

"The old rule is that the poet comes to the stage and composes ten poems with plants and flowers in the garden."

"The first rule of selection is speed, and the second is the choice of words and sentences of the psalms."

"This year's winner is a piece of the best mutton fat white jade."

The man said, leaning sideways to uncover the red silk on the tray in the hands of the little servant behind him.

The moment the red silk was unveiled, a glossy white light suddenly grabbed everyone's attention.

Inside the tray of black and sunken wood, a piece of white jade the size of an adult's palm exuded a glowing white light.

Moist and transparent, warm and white.

Hiss –

Everyone took a breath of cold air.

"Oh my God, my family is in the jade business, but I have never seen such a good quality mutton fat white jade."

"Visually, this piece of white jade is worth 100,000 taels of gold."

"The market is priceless, the collection level!"

"I can't afford to buy this piece of jade even if I am bankrupt!"

After the shock, everyone wanted to try it and immediately ran to sign up.

Su Ruotang's gaze fell on the mutton fat white jade, with shock in his eyes.

In her previous life, she had seen mutton fat white jade of worse quality than this in the museum.

The piece of jade was only half the size of this one.

Listed as a collectible item.

It is said to be the jade seal of an emperor of a certain dynasty.

Mo Yingyan pinched her palm: "Like it?" ”

Su Ruotang nodded his little head fiercely.

She is a jade lover, and when she sees this superb white jade, she is really moved.

Mo Yingyan leaned close to her ear: "Work hard for Fu Nu and help Madame get the white jade back, how is Madam going to reward her husband?" ”

The man's hoarse voice drilled into his ears.

Su Ruotang's heart trembled, and the tips of his ears flew with a touch of crimson.

She bit the corner of her lip, lifted her long eyelashes, and said in a very low voice, "You...... What reward do you want? ”