The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

Gu Jinchu clearly felt that Jiang Nansheng's body stiffened for a moment, then she turned her head and saw a blush starting from the side of his ear and gradually spreading down to the collar.

This was the first time she saw him so embarrassed and shy, even more helpless than on their wedding night when he was...

"Jinchu, do you want to see it?" Jiang Nansheng asked cautiously, with a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

Gu Jinchu lowered his head and gently fiddled with the big hand that belonged to Jiang Nansheng on his waist.

She gently pressed the thin calluses on his fingertips with her fingertips and carefully observed the texture in his palm.

I felt the man behind me pause for a moment.

As if he was struggling with himself, he then made full mental preparations and stretched out his arm to take the scroll.

The bony fingers stretched the ropes that fixed the scroll, and the study was so quiet that the only sound was the breathing of the two people.

Gu Jinchu seemed to be able to clearly hear the subtle sound of the ropes rubbing against each other.

As the scroll slowly scrolled upward, a painting of searching for plum blossoms in the snow appeared before her again.

A thought of flowers blooming as fragrant as before

A thought of snow falling and drunken life

It was still the same painting, with the same words, but it made Gu Jinchu feel different.

"That year I recognized you in Huguo Temple, and I painted this picture when I came back..." Jiang Nansheng raised his hand, his fingertips fell on the red figure in the painting, and gently stroked it.

It was as if I could see through the drawing paper and touch the girl who left in a panic.

The first glimpse he had seen in the Huguo Temple had made him recognize the girl in front of him. She was the girl who had pulled him out of his confusion and depression many years ago. She was also the drunk, naive and unruly girl.

She was like a beam of light, emitting dazzling radiance. And now, this pearl was in his hand.

I can still vaguely remember the cute look of the little girl when she was panicked, and the unstoppable throbbing in my heart. When I returned home and painted this picture, I couldn't calm down for a long time.

Every stroke of his pen was filled with his joy and longing for her.

Today he revisited the place and thought carefully about what happened that day. Then he remembered that General Luo seemed to have appeared there as well.

He could also understand why there was such an elusive meaning in General Luo's eyes when he toasted on their wedding day.

He couldn't help but hold Gu Jinchu tighter in his arms.

Fortunately, they didn't miss it.

"You are mine." Jiang Nansheng whispered in her ear.

Gu Jinchu turned sideways, climbed onto his shoulders, stared into his beautiful eyes face to face, and said seriously: "Jiang Nansheng, have I ever told you that I like you?"

When Jiang Nansheng heard this, his brows visibly relaxed, making it seem as if every hair on his head was filled with joy.

"have......"

Then the smile on his face gradually subsided, and as if accusing someone, his tone was filled with a bit of grievance and confusion, and he continued:

"You once said you liked my face and wanted me to be your husband."

"She also left me a letter, saying that if I didn't propose marriage after you came of age, she would no longer be interested in me..."

However, she had never said so directly that she liked him, which made him wonder for a moment whether it was because he was getting older and Gu Jinchu didn't like his face as much anymore.

"I know... I must have not done well enough to make you want to take back your love for me. I will make you like me again."

Gu Jinchu married him in both of her lives.

It was the first time I saw Jiang Nansheng so unconfident and with an uncertain tone.

She couldn't help but hold his face and gently kissed his cheeks and lips, saying with each kiss: "Jiang Nansheng, I love you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Nansheng immediately became proactive and hugged her tightly.

He kept saying "Jinchu" and "Madam" as if he wanted to convey his inner joy and enthusiasm to Gu Jinchu through his actions.

Gu Jinchu didn't understand why just a simple confession could make Jiang Nansheng instantly become an ignorant and reckless boy.

It’s as if my whole body is filled with endless power and passion, waiting to be released.

But at the very end, Jiang Nansheng suddenly stopped.

He pulled the quilt over her, hugged her and whispered in her ear: "Go to sleep, sleeping too long will hurt you..."

His voice was low and hoarse, allowing Gu Jinchu to clearly feel his undying passion.

Although he tried hard to restrain himself, the process just now was still so intense that it consumed all his energy.

Gu Jinchu closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep in the blink of an eye.

The next day, I went to Minghui Hall to pay my respects to the old lady. Before I even entered the door, I heard a burst of laughter in the room.

When Gu Jinchu entered the room, he saw the old lady sitting on the Luohan bed at the top, with the eldest lady Wang sitting on one side, and the eldest daughter-in-law Meng holding her eldest grandson Cheng'er in her arms.

The second wife brought the fourth daughter Jiang Miaozhu, and the fourth wife brought the fifth daughter Jiang Jingxian. The two little girls were lying face to face on the big kang by the window, playing.

Jiang Yiyu, the second daughter of the third wife, sat on the edge of the kang and looked at her two cousins.

The third lady sat on a brocade stool below the first lady, holding a cloth tiger in her hand to play with Chen Ge'er.

There were a room full of women, and Gu Jinchu found that he was the last one to arrive.

"Ever since my fifth sister-in-law came into the family, every time she came to Minghui Hall to pay respects, she would be seen serving beside our mother. Today, my sister-in-law will give the sisters-in-law a chance to show off."

Wang sat next to Madam Jiang and said with a smile.

Gu Jinchu walked up to the old lady, bowed and greeted her, and then exchanged greetings with several sisters-in-law.

She took a porcelain white curved plate from the food box in the maid's hand, placed it on the table on the kang next to the old lady, and passed it to her with a bamboo strip:

"My mother said yesterday that the snacks at Huguo Temple were delicious, so I tried making some."

After the old lady took it, she sat down on the brocade stool beside her and said, "Sisters-in-law, try it and see if it suits your taste."

Mother Cheng took out a curved plate from the food box held by Bai Zhi and placed it on the small table next to the ladies of each room.

Speaking of dim sum, people will think of Xixiangzhai, crispy snowflake crisps, tongue biscuits, shachima... Whether you like sweet or savory, you can always find your favorite flavor there.

The snack boxes that the old lady used to entertain her daughters-in-law were from Xixiangzhai in Dongguxiang.

Madam Jiang took it, put it to her lips and took a bite, nodded and said softly: "Well, Jinchu's cooking skills are good." But she didn't say too many words of praise.

Gu Jinchu replied: "As long as mother doesn't mind."

After seeing the old lady swallow the food in her mouth, Liu called her little daughter and the fifth young lady on the kang, "Come and see what delicious food your fifth aunt brought."

The snack looks fluffy and elastic, and its shape is something I have never seen before.

It is dense, smooth and rich, and has a soft feeling that melts in the mouth.

Surprise welled up in her eyes, and she covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief and said, "Fifth brother's wife, your cooking skills are really good. The taste is even better than the vegetarian cakes we had for tea at Huguo Temple yesterday."

Seeing the old lady's loving and satisfied expression, Wang asked Gu Jinchu with the snack in her hand, "I'm sorry that my sister-in-law is so short-sighted that she didn't recognize what this is?"