Mixed in Datang to be a son-in-law

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Zhou Jinyan got up the next day, opened the door and saw that the heavy snow outside had stopped, and a few girls in the yard were clearing the snow.

"My son-in-law, you're awake."

Yin He came over with a basin of hot water, and said with a smile, "The snow stopped in the middle of the night, but the snow fell so deep."

While washing his face, Zhou Jinyan asked casually, "How deep is it?"

"There is a corner in the yard, which is more than a foot deep."

Zhou Jinyan was surprised that he fell so deep.

"Auspicious snow heralds a good year, and I think next year will be another bumper harvest year," Zhou Jinyan said with a smile as he threw a handkerchief into the hot water, "This is a good thing for me, Datang."

"It's a good thing, but the back garden is about to be flooded with snow," Yin He said with a light smile, "I'm afraid it will be difficult for the son-in-law to cook wine and enjoy the snow today."

"It's okay, let someone clean it up."

Zhou Jinyan turned his head and glanced at the inner room, thinking of you and me last night, he said softly: "Go and see if Madam is awake."

"Ah."

Yin He walked in small steps.

Zhou Jinyan walked out of the door and out of the yard, and there was already a long passage outside, leading straight to the outside.

The snow on both sides is as high as half a person.

Taking a deep breath of air, a refreshing coolness penetrated directly into his lungs, making him extremely refreshed.

What makes people speechless is that, except for the passage in front of them, everything else is covered by heavy snow.

Leading to the back garden, it seems that it is really dead.

Zhou Jinyan thought for a while, stepped on the snow from one side, and finally stepped on it, and the snow immediately spread to the calf.

He quickly retracted his legs and secretly clicked his tongue.

After staying in the yard for a while, Zhou Jinyan wondered why the shadow didn't come to look for him last night.

Putting aside his miscellaneous thoughts, he returned to the room and found that Li Mengjiang was already awake and was dressing up.

"Husband."

Li Mengjiang smiled sweetly at him.

Zhou Jinyan was overjoyed, walked over, picked up an eyebrow pencil from the dressing table, and said, "Come, let me help you draw your eyebrows."

Throwing eyebrows for the wife has always been a way for couples to express their love in ancient times.

Li Mengjiang was taken aback for a moment, and then his face turned red.

Yin He covered her lips with a delicate smile, and stepped aside.

While drawing her eyebrows, Zhou Jinyan chanted softly: "Last night, the red candles were put out in the bridal chamber, and I waited for the Xiaotang to pay my respects to my uncle and aunt. After putting on makeup, I asked my husband in a low voice, whether the eyebrows are dark or not?"

Li Mengjiang's delicate and pretty face was full of surprise, she said blankly: "Husband, are you a poet? Why can a random poem make my body tremble?"

Zhou Jin said happily: "What kind of poet is not a poet, I don't want to be a poet, I want to be the husband of a poet."

"Husband."

Li Mengjiang had never experienced such an affectionate morning, her pretty face was even more blushing.

"Yin He, prepare your pen and ink, and write down the poem my husband wrote just now."

As Li Mengjiang's personal maid, Yin He has been deeply influenced by her, so naturally she cannot be Bai Ding.

After hearing Zhou Jinyan's poems, it took her a long time to react.

Teng's face was also red, and he hurriedly walked out with his head down.

Zhou Jinyan shook his head secretly, if things go on like this, three hundred Tang poems will not be enough.

"After putting on makeup, I asked my husband-in-law in a low voice, whether the thrush is fashionable or not?"

Li Mengjiang was still immersed in the artistic conception of the poem just now, recited it again and again, and said shyly: "Husband, you, can you help my concubine draw eyebrows every day?"

"Well," Zhou Jinyan burst into cold sweat, forced a smile and said, "Ma'am, the thrush is an occasional expression of affection. If it happens often, there will be no sense of ritual, understand? It's just something that loses its soul and becomes meaningless. "

"Huh?" Li Mengjiang obviously didn't understand what he said.

Thrush every day?

Zhou Jinyan thought that he might as well hit him to death with a piece of tofu.

Chapter 265

"It's just one thing. If you do it once in a while, it's called a surprise, and everyone is happy. If you do it often, it's a job. After a long time, there will be no sense of expectation, and you won't be surprised."

Without waiting for Li Mengjiang to speak, he continued: "Biru is a job, it's interesting for you to do it on the first day, if you do it every day, you will lose the fun and feel that there is no such meaning, this is the so-called soulless. It's just mechanical at work."

Li Mengjiang said rather disappointed: "Doesn't your husband like to draw my eyebrows every day?"

Zhou Jinyan: "..."

It was really that stone that hit him in the foot, so Zhou Jinyan had no choice but to forcefully say: "Draw, draw, it's just that the painting is not good, the painting has no soul, Madam, don't blame me."

"As long as it is drawn by my husband, it is the best in Linchuan's eyes." Li Mengjiang said affectionately.

This...is really a woman's mouth, a deceitful ghost...more nonsense than a man...

Zhou Jinyan wanted to cry but had no tears.

While Li Mengjiang was washing up, Zhou Jinyan entered Yin He's room with a small bench.

Opening the exchange mall, Zhou Jinyan glanced at the energy value, it was still ten o'clock.

It has always been like this, and there is no fluctuation in his heart.

Skilled exchange, just heard a thud, a big box fell from the sky.

Zhou Jinyan looked at the big box and thought that he would have to go to a separate study to get it in the future, otherwise the box would not be able to be taken out in a while.

"It's such a big box, I don't know what it is."

Zhou Jinyan was excited and quickly opened it to have a look.

"Ski board?"

Zhou Jinyan was stunned for a moment, and quickly took out the contents, only to find that there were actually five skis inside.

It is the kind of smooth veneer.

Zhou Jinyan has played before, and his skills are average.But I also find it interesting and exciting.

It's just that this is the first time he has seen a ski of this type.

But it looks very simple, Zhou Jinyan knows how to use it at a glance.

He was overjoyed, he could come up with whatever he wanted, this mall was humanized, before he thought of it, it thought of it for him first.

Zhou Jinyan carried the box out directly.

Li Mengjiang and Yin He were taken aback for a while.

Zhou Jinyan didn't bother to be scruples, he rushed out of the yard with the big box in his arms, and walked towards the study not far away.

Because they are all living together now, Zhou Jinyan has moved here some things that are not convenient for Li Mengjiang to see.

Li Mengjiang has a delicate mind, has never been in, and will not let anyone in.

Although she is very curious.

"Husband, what did you take just now?"

Yin He scratched her head and glanced at her own small room, "It seems to be the box that Mr. Lang mentioned before, but why is there in my room?"

She nana said: "When did Lang Jun put it in?"

Li Mengjiang smiled thoughtfully, "Forget it, tidy up quickly, let's finish eating early and order someone to clean up the yard."

Zhou Jinyan put the skis away one by one, took out a brush, scribbled and drew on the paper, then went out and called, "Lian'er, Lian'er."

Sheng Lian'er came out of a room, and asked from a distance, "Is there something wrong, Mr. Lang?"

In the inner courtyard, there are usually princess maids serving them. Sheng Lian'er and Haizao are actually quite relaxed and generally don't need to do anything.

"Come here." Zhou Jinyan waved at her.

Although Sheng Lian'er was not far away from him, there was a lot of snow in between.

Hearing Zhou Jinyan's words, he quickly walked around to the veranda from the other side, and then ran over.

"Take this to the senior manager, and ask him to order his servants to go to the back garden," Zhou Jinyan pointed to the blueprint in his hand, "Follow the drawing on it, lift the snow up, and then step on it firmly. Be sure to follow my drawing come."

Sheng Lian'er took over the picture quality, a little confused, and after asking a few words, she finally understood.

"Wait," seeing that she was about to leave, Zhou Jinyan said again: "If there isn't enough snow in the back garden, get over the piled high snow too."

As he spoke, he handed over another blueprint, "After giving it to him, go and give this paper to Qiurui, and tell her to follow it and make more vegetables."

"Ok."

Zhou Jinyan clapped his hands, this was the first time he tossed a servant in the mansion.

The back garden is big enough to make a ski resort more than enough, but the problem is that it would be a waste of manpower, if you don't plan to protect this place, if the sun comes out, it will be over soon.

It belongs to the fast-consuming type, spending a lot of manpower and material resources, just seeking short-term happiness...

There is no entertainment in this era, so Zhou Jinyan resolutely lets it go.

After dinner, Zhou Jin said: "Get ready in the morning, and in the afternoon, let's go to the back garden and ski by the way."

"What skiing?" Li Mengjiang asked curiously.

"You will know when the time comes, and the venue is being made now."

Zhou Jinyan glanced at the sky, and said, "The two of you are a little boring, why don't you invite Sister Yan and Du Yanran?"

Li Mengjiang blinked, "Du Yanran?"

"Didn't you accidentally break someone's front teeth last time?" Zhou Jinyan said with a dry smile, "Although it's healed, I still feel a little guilty. Please come..."

Li Mengjiang also vaguely heard about this matter, she said: "Since that's the case, it's better for my husband to go in person."

Zhou Jinyan glanced outside, really too lazy to go there, but since Li Mengjiang said it, he had no choice but to take Ah Da to the Du Mansion.

By the way, Congratulations Congratulations Duhe.

To Zhou Jinyan's surprise, after the heavy snow stopped, the snow on the street outside had already been cleared away.

A clean road leads straight to the distance.

Zhou Jinyan clicked his tongue secretly, the efficiency is fast enough, if he had known this earlier, it would be better to go there in a carriage.

Came outside the gate of Du Mansion.

The concierge knew Zhou Jinyan, but he looked at him a little bit unkindly.

Zhou Jinyan was puzzled, "I'm looking for Yanran, please call her out."

The concierge gave him a hard look, and he didn't want to say anything, but he seemed to be thinking that he couldn't bear the responsibility, so he turned his head away sullenly.

Although the other concierge looked good, he didn't seem to like it too much.

He just stood there and didn't invite him in to sit down.

Zhou Jinyan rubbed his hands, thinking for a long time, not knowing where he had offended Du He.

It was impossible to offend Du Yanran, only Du He.

He was puzzled, turned around and said, "Ada, have I messed with the Du family recently?"

Ah Da said in a daze: "No, Mr. Lang has been staying in the mansion recently, and his wife is on a blind date like a guest, so how could he cause trouble?"

Zhou Jinyan really wanted to slap him.

He stepped forward and said, "Why did I mess with your Du Mansion? Not even a single door is allowed to enter?"

The porter was silent, and even pretended not to see him.