The old eunuch's name was Li Fu, who was the chief eunuch beside the emperor, and entered the palace at the age of eight, with more than 50 years of service.

The fat woman's name is Sun Lotus, and she is the nurse of the princess of Ningguo, and it is said that the princess can be born so beautiful, and she has half of the credit.

The leader of the guards is called Lin Dong, a six-grade guard with a knife, and it is said that he has the ability to fight one enemy and a hundred, but he doesn't know how to compare it to Jiang Yuntian.

Song Che treated Li Fu with good tea, and also plucked some words out of his mouth - the reason why Princess Zhao Qin came to Suzhou was to "relax" in addition to buying a private house.

Zhao Qin was born in Luoyang, grew up in Luoyang, and has no feelings with Suzhou. No one will believe that.

The premise of distraction is that you encounter troubles.

The children of the emperor's family, with a noble status, don't worry about anything, so what's the trouble?

Half an hour later.

Qin Ruo held a plate full of silver, and walked into Yunshuifang with a smile: "Uncle, the princess tried our ready-to-wear and private room, and praised it, even if you buy three sets each, the five hundred taels will block the payment, and the rest is the princess's reward." ”

"Thanks?"

"Thank you, thank you, from the time I went out to the time she got in the car, I thanked me ten times!"

Song Che was overjoyed, picked up two silver ingots, and stuffed them into Li Fu's hand, "Father-in-law Li has worked hard, and the New Year's Eve is a small gift, all of which should be festive money." ”

Li Fu unceremoniously put the silver ingot in his sleeve, "Well, when the old man returns to the capital, he will definitely promote your family's business with the ladies and concubines in the palace......

"Thank you, father-in-law."

Song Che and Qin Ruo sent the guests out.

"Uncle, Sister Ruo, then let's go too."

When the princess's car left, the clerks also left the shop one after another.

At this time, night also quietly fell.

Yunshuifang is not in the downtown area, and the pedestrians on the street are rubbing their hands, haha, and walking quickly.

If the harp returns to the counter, burns a small candle, and accounts for today's harvest.

The serious beauty in the candlelight is like a standout, beautiful and lonely.

"Didn't I arrange that there must be three people on duty every night, what about them?" Song Che asked curiously.

Qin Ruo said: "During the Chinese New Year, how hard it is to be on duty, anyway, the market is not busy, so I sent them away." ”

Song Che was silent for a moment, and then asked, "The shopkeeper Qin lives alone, isn't he scared at night?" ”

Qin Ruo raised his head, smiled, and said, "Since the middle of the month, there have been army patrols every night, not to mention that there is a sacred dog raised by my uncle in the yard, don't be afraid." ”

Qin Ruo was adopted and raised by his father-in-law, with no father, no mother, no relatives and no reason, and it seems that he has never even been out of Suzhou City.

"That'...... During this month of vacation, you are alone...... I don't feel ...... Belch? Lonely? ”

Song Che was as subtle as possible.

Asking a woman if she is lonely is a kind of subtext in itself, but in fact, honest people don't think about it that much......

Qin Ruo's pen tip paused, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and after a while, he returned to the same as before, and shook his head: "No, I like embroidery, embroider a few good pictures, and a month will pass quickly......"

Song Che didn't know what to talk about, hesitated for a moment, said goodbye, and left Yunshuifang.

As soon as Song Che left with her front foot, Qin Ruo put down the pen in her hand, all the reserve and indifference disappeared, and her expression revealed a deep helplessness, helplessness and fatigue, making her powerless.

She pouted, held back tears, and fell on the counter.

Night, so dark.

The wind, so cold.

People, so tired.

"The piano shopkeeper."

Song Che suddenly poked his head out of the door.

Jean Jonau held her head high, trying to recover her form, "Huh? ”

"Tomorrow for the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, come to the Shen family for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner." Song Che invited with a smile.

Qin Ruo's eyes lit up, but she couldn't help but shake her head and refused: "I'm a subordinate, how can I eat at the same table with Miss, Uncle, and the Owner, and still don't come......"

"It's okay, just one more pair of chopsticks, it's decided, I'm coming."

Song Che didn't give a chance to refuse, and withdrew his head after speaking.

Qin Ruo smiled and smiled, covering her mouth and burning tears.

At this time, Song Che poked her head back again, so frightened that she quickly wiped her tears.

"Today, you are more beautiful than ever."

After saying this time, Song Che really left.

Qin Ruo's hazy tears in her eyes, love arises spontaneously.

……

Chinese New Year's Eve.

Flying fine snow, farewell all year round.

It's freezing outside, but it's warm like spring inside.

The table full of good wine and food, and the laughter of the family, is the most beautiful music in heaven and earth.

"Old lady, old lady, Wishing you prosperity......"

"Sir, Madam, Wishing you prosperity......"

"Uncle, Miss, Wishing you prosperity......"

"Sister, brother-in-law, I want to press the New Year's money!"

The younger generations in the house lined up to come to the New Year to pay their respects and be the "money boys".

"Yes, yes, all ......"

The lord wants one here, the aunt wants one, the lady wants one here, and the young lady wants one copy.

The Shen family attaches great importance to feelings, and the red envelopes are naturally sufficient, and they are swollen in their pockets.

The servants and juniors who got the red envelopes gathered together, pushed pai gow around the stove, rubbed mahjong, and kept vigil together for New Year's Eve.

A moment before midnight.

Song Che joined hands with Shen Wenjun and strolled through the courtyard, without holding an umbrella, letting the snow white.

In this situation, there should be poems:

The road is long, and tonight's Chinese New Year's Eve is beautiful.

The heart is drenched in the snow, and there are no regrets in this life.

"You haven't even given me my gift."

Shen Wenjun pouted, greedy for a few glasses of wine tonight, his face was flushed, and he didn't know whether he was drunk or happy.

Song Che smiled: "Aren't I the best gift?" ”

She smiled and leaned into his embrace, "We are all each other's best gifts. ”

"Whew!"

A bunch of fireworks soared into the sky, kicking off the new year.

The brilliant fireworks and the fine snow flying all over the sky are intertwined under the cold wind, becoming the most beautiful scenery in life.

"Rustling ......"

Qin Ruo walked into the courtyard in the snow, and just wanted to say hello, but saw the two people snuggling up to each other, and turned away silently.

"Is there something wrong with the shopkeeper Qin?" Song Che had already caught a glimpse of her and asked with a smile at her.

Qin Ruo hesitated for a moment, but still walked over and said, "What I think is that there is no one in the market, and every house is setting off fireworks, in case you are not careful...... Bah, it's bigger than the New Year's, I can't say this unlucky thing, in short, Miss Uncle, I'll go back first. ”

"No, you came at the right time."

Song Che grabbed Qin Ruo's hand, pulled her gently, and took her into his arms.

Qin Ruo was shocked, "Uncle......" But in a blink of an eye, Shen Wenjun nodded at her with a smile.

"Miss......"

"Although I am younger than you, you have to call me sister in terms of seniority." Shen Wenjun blinked, he only needed to understand, and there was no need to say anything.

Qin Ruo's eyes flickered and she looked at Song Che.

Song Che laughed, "Don't look at me, I'm a son-in-law, I have to listen to the boss's wife, he asked me to go east, I don't dare to go west......"

Qin Ruo bit her lip, struggled for a moment, and when tears filled her eyes, she hummed and slowly put her head into Song Che's arms.

Song Che has not lived in vain in this life.

……

"Wait for more book friends to take a look at my other finished book "Looking at the Sword", the post-apocalyptic version of martial arts gods and demons, the theme is very novel.

The first main station of this book is vertically and horizontally.,Usually vertically and horizontally will be more than seven meows for a day.,Powerful friends.,Broad to support it."