I'm his wife, how come I don't know?

The three of them sat at a bamboo table in the yard.

There were some food and wine on the table.

In the middle is a steamed stingray, on the sides are red pepper stuffed meat, a sleeping dragon on the snowy mountain, and a plate of fragrant pink fruits.

The celadon cup was filled with wine, and the moon was reflected in the cup.

"bump--"

The three of them raised their glasses to the moon and the earth in unison, then clinked them together.

Jiang Chu followed Si Ling and the waiter and drank it all in one gulp.

Sweet fruit aroma, lingering on the tip of the tongue.

Jiang Chu's eyes lit up: "It tastes like grape juice."

He stared at the porcelain on the ground and said, "Waiter, where did you find this good wine?"

The waiter smiled and filled Si Ling and Jiang Chu's glasses with wine.

“This is the tree that my father and mother were buried under in the yard when I was born.”

"He said he would wait until I got married and then he would prepare the wedding wine for me."

Jiang Chu looked at the yard. The place where there was a tree was now empty.

There was also some sadness in my heart.

"Alas, things in this world are unpredictable." Jiang Chu couldn't help but sigh.

Si Ling lowered his eyes and drank it all in one gulp.

The waiter poured wine for the two of them attentively, but he didn't drink much himself.

After three rounds of drinking, Jiang Chu was a little dazed and Si Ling's cheeks were flushed.

"Waiter, hiccup... With your talent, you don't need to be a fairy servant for others. Why did you come to serve me... hiccup... me?"

After Jiang Chu asked, Si Ling also raised his head, waiting for the waiter's answer.

The waiter saw that the wine in the jar was almost empty.

He also put down his chopsticks and took out a purse embroidered with a big green tree in gold thread from his bosom.

"Master, do you still remember this?"

Jiang Chu's vision was a little blurry, and he reached for his purse.

He looked at it carefully and took out an identical one from his mustard seed bag.

"Hey, same thing?" Jiang Chu smiled and turned to look at Si Ling.

Si Ling nodded in agreement.

Jiang Chu put one away and gave one back to the waiter.

The waiter continued, "After my father passed the imperial examination and entered the capital, my mother and I received the news and waited at home for him to return home to announce the good news."

"Who knew that what I was waiting for was a quick letter of divorce."

"My mother didn't believe that my father, who had loved me for more than ten years, would be such an unfaithful man, so she took me, a young child, and traveled across mountains and rivers to Beijing to look for him."

When Jiang Chu heard this, he slammed the table in anger.

"Unfaithful man! Damn it!"

The waiter waved his hands hastily: "Master, don't be angry. Just listen to me."

Si Ling also patted his back gently to calm his angry face.

"After arriving in Beijing, it was winter, and there were so many people that I couldn't find anyone to look for me. My mother took me to stay in an inn."

"After asking around for more than half a month, I finally found out that the most favored third princess at the moment had married a prince consort who was a top scholar in the imperial examination."

"My mother and I knelt in front of the princess's house. My father was nowhere to be seen. What came was a group of hooligans who dragged us into an empty alley."

"Just when my mother was about to be attacked by the hooligans... the young master, holding the milk bottle in his hand and a small stick in his hand, beat the hooligans away."

Jiang Chu vaguely remembered that this happened, but it was not written in the book.

It seems like I had this dream when I was a child.

In his dream, he saw a group of thugs trying to bully someone, so he picked up sticks and attacked them.

I don’t know what happened, but in the dream he was extremely strong. He was clearly just a little kid, but beating people was as easy as cutting vegetables for him.

"Hiccup~"

Jiang Chu burped and nodded: "It seems... that's true. I was still drinking milk at that time... burp~"

"Burp~ I seemed to shout: I built this road, I planted this tree...hehehe..." Because it was a dream, Jiang Chu was particularly childish.

The waiter smiled: "Yes, when I saw the young master was so small, I closed my eyes and thought that all three of them were dead."

"I never thought that you, a small young master, could be so powerful. You beat a bunch of hooligans so hard that they couldn't even stand up."

Si Ling patted his back gently to help him calm down.

"Before we left, the young master put us up in his own villa in the capital and gave me a bag of gold."

"It's this purse." The waiter stroked the purse, his eyes very gentle.

"The young master begged his parents, and my mother and I finally got to see my father."

"Before he passed away, my father was full of vigor and had a handsome appearance. But when I saw him again, he had white hair and looked haggard. When he saw me and my mother, he could hardly stand."

"We only then realized that the princess threatened my mother and I with our lives before my father wrote the divorce letter."

"But in March, seeing that my father was getting older and uglier, the princess lost interest in him. She didn't want to make it public, so she directed all her anger at me and my mother, which led to the gangster incident."

"Ah——" Si Ling sighed softly.

Jiang Chuye's eyes were filled with tears: "Your parents are so nice..."

The waiter lowered his eyes: "It's a pity that love does not last long..."

"Later, with the help of the young master's parents, my parents and I set out on the journey home together."

The waiter paused when he said this.

I wanted to drink, but found the glass was empty.

Si Ling stroked the mustard seed bag, took out a bottle of spirit wine, and filled it for the waiter.

The waiter raised his eyes to look at Si Ling, nodded slightly, and drank it all in one gulp.

"My mother died on the road. My father was heartbroken. After burying my mother, he went insane and disappeared."

"When I returned to Xiaojia Village after traveling for several months, I found that all the villagers were gone, leaving only empty houses."

"I have nowhere to go and nowhere to hate, so I put all my anger into studying. I want to be admitted to the capital. I want to ask the emperor face to face what the king's law is."

"But gradually, the more books I read, the less hatred I felt. The more I read, the more I felt the insignificance of human beings and the vastness of the universe."

"The so-called imperial power is nothing more than this. The so-called life and death is nothing more than this."

The waiter took another sip of wine.

"I still passed the imperial examination and entered the capital."

"But by chance I ran into the young master selecting a fairy servant. The moment he took out his purse, I recognized him."

The waiter's eyes slowly smiled. He felt that he was lucky to have loving parents in this life, and meeting Jiang Chu in this life was the greatest gift from God to him.

After listening to this, Si Ling looked at the waiter again and gently patted his shoulder: "So this is how it is."

Jiang Chu was already dazed.

He glanced at the waiter and chuckled.

Moved towards Si Ling, blinked, a little shy.

But her hands were dishonest and she directly hugged his neck, and she leaned her hot head on his shoulder and smiled foolishly: "Hehehe, Si Ling, hehehe... burp~"

The waiter glanced at Si Ling and said, "Take him to rest."

"It's just..." The waiter looked at Si Ling and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Si Ling raised his eyes and looked at him: "What?"

"Before the young master's puppet tree skill is fully activated, you cannot...you must maintain a pure body."

"Please don't touch him now."

Si Ling nodded: "Yeah, I know, don't worry."

After saying that, Si Ling hugged Jiang Chu and jumped over the low wall of Lingzhu.

Under the moon, only the waiter was left.

The waiter's eyes returned to normal. He lowered his head to collect the porcelain plates and found three more bottles of spirit wine on the table.

The waiter burst out laughing and sat back down.

Did not reject Si Ling's kindness.

The fragrance of osmanthus fills the air, and I drink alone under the moon.