Chapter 17: Zhen Ji

It was noon, and the golden wheel was hanging high.

The earthen stove made a fire, a small pot was set, Qin Lang fried a few small crucian carp and boiled them with hot water, and then threw down a few pieces of tofu.

Grunt...

The fish soup slowly gurgled in the pot, and the fresh fragrance made a certain woman stunned, and her eyes stared at the heat on the side of the pot.

"As for it."

Qin Lang looked at Su Yinhua who was sitting obediently on the edge of the bed waiting for the fish soup with interest, and always felt that if she had a tail, she might have been shaking around at this time:

"When you were in the capital, what good things didn't you eat?"

"You also said, it was in the capital... I haven't eaten fish for a long time since I came out this time. ”

"Then what do you eat when you wander the rivers and lakes?"

"Meat."

Su Yinhua raised his pretty face seriously:

"Eat meat in large chunks and drink wine in large bowls."

"You can drink?"

"Yes, only a little bit."

Su Yinhua pinched the index finger and thumb to indicate a little:

"My sister can drink a little bit more than me, and she loves to drink a little bit,"

"And you're still gulping down?"

"It is a kind of mare's milk wine with Luo Han Guo, a specialty of Mangzhou, when I passed by the border of Mangzhou and Jinzhou, I drank it in a bowl, and I could only use a cup at other times..."

It can be seen that Su Yinhua is a little depressed about this, the two calves hidden in the skirt swayed, and he stepped lightly on the ground with small embroidered shoes:

"Sumire always says I'm not chivalrous, so I will practice drinking when I have the chance..."

"Hahaha..."

Qin Lang laughed loudly:

"The real chivalry has nothing to do with the amount of alcohol, a good amount of alcohol is just the icing on the cake for the chivalrous person, and people who don't have chivalry, no matter how much they drink, they are just drunk."

"Really?"

"So, do you think I'm chivalrous?"

Qin Lang cheekily pointed at himself, and Su Yinhua thought about it:

"Yes."

"Yes, I..."

"But not much."

“……”

Qin Lang's eyebrows jumped:

"Why?"

"You... You saved me and Sumire... also killed the bad guy Xue Gui, but... But..."

Su Yinhua hummed and chirped for a long time, the more he hummed, the redder his face became, and finally he simply grabbed the thin quilt on the side, hugged it in his arms, and covered most of his red face, leaving only two eyes to wink at Qin Lang:

"You... Touched me..."

“……”

"Chest..."

"It's not..."

"And let me... Touch with you..."

“……”

Qin Lang didn't know how her righteous act of pointing out the acupoint was described by her like this.

It's okay now, but if she returns to the capital in the future, she will say the same thing to the emperor...

When Qin Lang thought of this, his neck was still a little cold, but fortunately, he was not afraid of the shadow oblique, and he cleared his throat and said:

"Su Nuxia, what you said is all to save people, I actually have no interest in that kind of thing, it's just..."

"And... feet..."

"What... Well? ”

Su Yinhua was still holding the quilt, his eyes were shining, and his long and soft eyelashes trembled slightly:

"You later... Took off my shoes and socks again... Touched my feet..."

“……”

"Also... Pinch my toes..."

"Ahem..."

Oh no, it turns out that she just didn't say it at the time, and her heart is like a mirror...

Although Qin Lang can also use the same rhetoric when he was caught by Gu Jin at that time, he is not as down-to-earth as when he points out the acupoints, and he will be very weak-hearted.

Therefore, for Su Yinhua's sharp comment that he is "chivalrous, but not much", Qin Lang is not good to be cheeky and refute more.

"Anyway, all I can tell you is that I'm a person who doesn't drink, of course, everyone likes to eat meat."

……

At this point, Qin Lang, who is good at understanding fish, helped turn over a few crucian carp that were taking a hot bath, and the fragrant fragrance in the pot suddenly became a little stronger.

"I'll be able to eat it in a little while."

Qin Lang covered the wooden pot lid and pushed the window to look outside:

"I just saw that Sumire girl went out, did you feed the horses again?"

"No, this time... It should be that she wants to see the scenery. ”

"Looking at the view?"

Qin Lang looked back and wondered:

"Sumire girl likes the scenery here?"

"Oh no..."

Su Yinhua had already put down the quilt, waved his hand and explained:

"I'm talking about horses, not people."

"Horses?"

Qin Lang was stunned for a moment and pointed outside:

"That little white mare of yours? She wants to see the scenery? ”

"Hmm."

“……”

Qin Lang's eyelids jumped:

"It's... What did she tell you? ”

"Hmm."

“……”

Okay, one dares to "speak", and the other dares to listen.

Thinking of the incident where she rubbed her arm against herself before, Qin Lang seriously suspected that this product was a little successful.

It's just like the Xiaofei practice raised by the senior sister on the Tianshan Mountain.

"She's more human than the average Matton, and... I named her. ”

"Oh? What is it called? ”

"Called... Hmm..."

Su Nuxia seemed a little embarrassed about the name she gave to her mount, and she whispered after a while:

"Call Zhen Hao to ride..."

“……”

"Later, my sister always said that the name I gave me was too ugly, so I usually don't call her a big name, I call her Zhen Ji..."

Zhen Ji...

This name is much more appropriate for a plump and delicate little mare.

The premise is that there is no daimyo ...

"Zhen Ji seems to like it here, and she's a very curious child."

Qin Langxin said that the name is "good riding", can you not be curious.

"It's been okay lately, Zhen Ji seems to be looking for something, running around, although it's a horse, but no one is looking, maybe she will really get lost."

……

Su Yinhua stood up as he spoke, and went out to find Gu Jin to come back for dinner.

After Qin Lang extinguished the firewood, his attention was on a curtain hanging in the corner.

Why are you hanging this thing...

This is the new thing that the two girls cleaned the house today, Qin Lang didn't think much about it, he stretched out his hand and opened it to take a look, and what came into view turned out to be the clothes that had been changed these days and had been washed, all of which were wet and hung behind the curtain.

There are Qin Lang's, and there are also two girls'.

Includes a familiar white cloth wrap around the chest.

Obviously, a certain woman is reserved and has hung very back.

But Qin Lang still didn't know how, and he still saw it through other clothes at a glance. The word "Jianghu" on it has not been discolored, and it was originally written with ink paint.

And next to it, there is a black wrap on the chest.

I don't know if it's black and small, or if it's shrunk after washing...

In short, compared to the white [Jianghu], this black chest wrap is far less long than Su Yinhua's, nor is it so wide, just a small piece, thin, light and fluttering, just like its elusive owner, as soon as the wind blows, it will disappear with the wind.

Looking... It was lovely.

"Hey..."

It was so cute that Qin Lang couldn't help laughing out loud for a while.

Although his smile is a little warm, a little ridiculous.

But there is a way to go down to the melon field, when Su Yinhua took Gu Jin back to the house, and happened to see Qin Lang smiling at the girl's chest, at least Gu Jin showed an emotion other than indifference to Qin Lang for the first time.

"Humph...!"

She snorted coldly at Qin Lang, and then when she drank the fish soup with red ears, she picked out the eyes of each fish and ate them as if she were chewing fried beans.