Wake up and become a son-in-law

"Oh, that's it." Lan Yuheng touched his chin, and then stood up amidst the puzzled looks of several people. He looked at the cotton-like snow outside and returned to his seat. "Well, let's wait until the snow stops in two days. You go and wander around Chang'an. After all, Chang'an has a lot of delicious food. I promised you to take you there, otherwise I will really break my promise."

Qiu Yeshuang's beautiful eyes seemed to waver, and she tightened her slender fingers, "Well...thank you Mr. Lan, then."

"Hey, thank you for what you said. As a friend, it's only right to take you to have fun. After all, I didn't fulfill my friendship as a landlord last time. I'll take care of everything you want to eat and play." Lan Yuheng was quite generous. patting his chest

"Uncle, when did you become so generous?" Xiao'e asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"Ahem! Xiao'e, what are you talking about! When did your husband-in-law stop being generous!" Lan Yuheng didn't expect that Xiao'e would dare to undermine him! I'm afraid my butt is itchy again!

"Ha... My wife always likes to tease me. I don't take it seriously..." Lan Yuheng still decided to establish his generous image...

Mu Yu'er on the side couldn't help laughing and shaking her head. Qiu Yeshuang knew something about it, and rumors also said that Lan Yuheng was jealous of money and was a very stingy person. Of course, she wouldn't expose it, she would just smile. To resolve the embarrassment...

Lan Yuheng could only give Xiao'e a meaningful look, and the latter subconsciously covered her buttocks with her hands...

It has been snowing heavily for a few days, and Qiu Yeshuang's eyebrows are frowning more and more tightly. However, sometimes when I hear the laughter in the backyard, I always feel an inexplicable loss in my heart.

Once, at the urging of Chen Zhen'er, he went over to join in the fun. He saw that Lan Yuheng's ladies were listening with great interest, and they were filled with envy. It turned out that Mr. Lan's wife was living so happily that even she was fascinated by it.

"Brother Lan! Brother Lan!" Chen Zhen'er finally couldn't help but speak. Lan Yuheng smiled and said, "Zhen'er, what do you want to ask?"

Chen Zhen'er swallowed her saliva, "Well...Brother Lan, I heard that you are good at playing music. Can you also play one for us to listen to?" She glanced at Qiuye subconsciously. Frost, Qiu Ye Shuang lowered his head as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Okay, Zhen'er, what do you want to hear? Brother Lan will play it for you." Lan Yuheng did not refuse, while Wu Yu'er and the others were very happy. After all, it was quite difficult for their husband to play music. After all, they used to play music every day. After pestering him, Lan Yuheng couldn't bear it anymore and seldom blew it. Qian Youyou held up her chin with a look of anticipation.

"Miss, Miss," Chen Zhen'er pushed Qiu Yeshuang, "Miss, what song do you want to listen to?"

Qiu Yeshuang's eyes were a little panicked, "I...um...whatever"

"Ah? It's casual?" Chen Zhen'er looked helpless. It would be really casual after a while. "Miss...don't you want to hear that guy's dream about going to Xizhou?"

"Then let's dream of going to Xizhou." Qiu Yeshuang was a little out of control just now. Fortunately, Chen Zhen'er reminded her and nodded hurriedly to express that this song was the only one.

Lan Yuheng patted his robe and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get a flute."

"Brother Yuheng, use mine!" Qian Youyou took out a flute from his waist and handed it to Lan Yuheng. Lan Yuheng hesitated but took it, which made Xie Zijun feel unhappy for a while.

Lan Yuheng put the flute to her mouth, and as the music played, Mu Yu'er and others naturally closed their beautiful eyes, as if they could feel the charm by listening like this.

It was the first time for Chen Zhen'er and Qiu Yeshuang to hear Lan Yuheng's music. As soon as the music started playing, their inexplicable emotions were aroused. The melody that hit people's hearts shocked both of them from the bottom of their hearts, especially Qiu Yeshuang seemed to shed tears. This may be the first time she heard Lan Yuheng play music in person. Compared with the descriptions of passers-by, what she heard with her own ears was truly heartwarming.

As the rhythm rose and fell, everyone was particularly fascinated. At this moment, Qiu Yeshuang suddenly stood up and seemed to be trotting away from the backyard...

When Lan Yuheng finished playing the song, he found that Qiu Yeshuang had long disappeared. Lan Yuheng couldn't help but touch his nose in embarrassment, "Yu'er...did I blow people away? Isn't it too unpleasant to listen to?" "

Wu Yu'er shook her head, "No... I think it sounds pretty good." She didn't know when Qiu Yeshuang left. Shangguan Wan'er nodded and said, "My husband's playing is pretty good, not unpleasant... I guess it was Qiu Yeshuang." The lady must have something to do herself.”

Chen Zhen'er had a look of helplessness on her face, as if she was deeply worried, but Qiu Yeshuang, who ran out of the backyard, leaned against the pillar and cried weakly. In the end, she fell to the ground weakly, and her shoulders trembled involuntarily... .

Until the fourth day, I didn’t know if God opened his eyes and the heavy snow finally stopped. I didn’t know if it was short-lived. But Qiu Ye Shuang was undoubtedly the happiest about this kind of thing. She stretched out her slender hand to test it. After a while, I found that there was no more downloads, so I hurriedly ran to find Lan Yuheng.

"Mr. Lan, Mr. Lan, the snow has stopped!" Qiu Yeshuang said happily like a child.

This is the first time Lan Yuheng is so happy to see Qiu Yeshuang. In his impression, Qiu Yeshuang's personality seems to be somewhat similar to Li Shiqi's. It seems that many things are not shown. This is the first time he is so happy to see Qiu Yeshuang. "I know, I know." Yes, it seems that Miss Qiu has been thinking about this matter, so let’s go.”

Qiu Yeshuang is always paying attention to the weather. These days, she almost always pays attention to whether the snow has stopped. "Mr. Lan, please wait..." She ran back to the room without waiting for Lan Yuheng's answer. When she came out again, she had changed into a blue robe. She looked particularly graceful and charming. Her ladylike temperament was clearly revealed, and her makeup was also carefully painted.

The ones who heard the noise were Xiao'e and others: "Uncle! Do you want to go out to play?"

"No, who told you that we were going out to play?" Lan Yuheng said with a smile, Xiao'e frowned and said, "Uncle, you lied to me! I just heard it! You have to take Xiao'e with you!"

Lan Yuheng laughed loudly, "Then you still ask? Let's go, let's just take you out to play. Besides, how can I pay if I go out to play without you as my housekeeper?"

Xiao'e smiled innocently, picked up the things quickly, and didn't forget to grab Qianqian before leaving. However, the others did not go. Only Qian Youyou and Leng Siniang Yeying followed. Naturally, they wanted to protect Lan Yuheng. safety

"Let's go, Miss Qiu will take you to visit Chang'an today!" Lan Yuheng consciously led the way, Qiu Yeshuang smiled slightly and followed quickly.

Although the snow has stopped, it is still a bit difficult to step on the thick snow, but Qiu Ye Shuang doesn't think there is any problem, and even feels quite relaxed.

Lan Yuheng pulled Xiao'e and Mu Qianqian and asked them to try not to fall. After a while, they came to a poetry pavilion. He pointed to the plaque, "This is the poetry pavilion I had in Huzhou at that time. Even though he had no money, he still sold poems. Later, he had a good relationship with the shopkeeper. Now he has also moved to Chang'an, and it is now considered a relatively famous place. Let me take you to see it."

Seeing that the Poetry Pavilion had opened its doors, Lan Yuheng led Qiu Yeshuang and others to the Poetry Pavilion. Although it had just opened, there were many people in the Poetry Pavilion. The shopkeeper's daughter seemed a little confused when she saw Lan Yuheng and the others. It was Lan Yuheng who hurried upstairs to call the shopkeeper.

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The sound of walking downstairs was extraordinarily loud on the wooden boards. "What a rare guest! Why do you have time to come to my place today?" the shopkeeper of Shige said with a smile.

"What? I came here to play with the shopkeeper and you saw me outside?" Lan Yuheng looked at the shopkeeper. He seemed to be much older than before.

"Hey, look at what the young master said, why did you bring your wife to my place to buy poems today? If you feel that the young master has read too many poems, you can come here to exchange for some fresh ones. You can choose any of the poems here, and the young master does not need to give money. You can just change it as you like," the shopkeeper said with a smile.

Qiu Yeshuang's eyes were a little unnatural. She looked around and saw several poems hanging on the wall, probably written by Lan Yuheng.

Lan Yuheng pointed at the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, your abacus is still as loud as ever."

"Hahaha, what the young master said makes it sound like I am a profiteer. Come and invite the young master, just in time to taste my black tea." The shopkeeper warmly invited the few people to sit down.

After a while, he took out the treasured tea leaves and said, "Hey, Master, this tea is just waiting for you to drink. Maybe Master is used to drinking tea from the palace, so I'm afraid you won't be able to appreciate my tea."