Traveling through the world

Zhang Ningshan's words made Liang Youxuan choke there, she understood that she couldn't reason with Zhang Ningshan at the moment, and didn't want to get entangled in this matter, Liang Youxuan turned around and went to the desk, re-sharpened the ink, and picked up the pen to rewrite.

Ah Yue and Ah Hao looked at each other, and they were really in love for a while, and they broke up again. My young lady has been really annoying recently.

Zhang Ningshan glanced at Liang Youxuan, got up and handed her daughter to Ah Hao, and waved her hand to let Ah Hao and Ah Yue go out.

This is another trouble, my young lady never understands at my uncle's place, she just accepts it when she is good, and she gets awkward every few days, it's really worrying.

Ah Yue tugged on Ah Hao's sleeve, and the two retreated one after the other.

"It was okay just like a person, and when I said it was awkward, I became awkward, and there was no time to stop." Ah Hao went to the outside room and muttered in a low voice.

"Ah, let's hide, let Ah Yuan and Ah Hua replace us." Ah Yue glanced inside and said in a low voice.

"I think it's okay. Let's take the little miss to the wife's place. When I ask, she says that the wife misses the little miss." Ah Hao's eyes lit up, and he can go out to hide.

The two agreed to wrap the little lady in the tiger skin, quietly opened the door, and left the house.

Zhang Ningshan didn't know the outside affairs in the back room, her mind was still on making fun of Liang Youxuan.Thinking of something, she got out of bed, put her hands behind her back, stopped every step, and walked to Liang Youxuan's side.Bending down, leaning his elbows on the desk, resting his chin lightly on his clasped wrists, he looked at Liang Youxuan with a smile and said, "Are you angry?"

Liang Youxuan stopped writing when he heard the words, glanced sideways at Zhang Ningshan, continued to write with his head down, and said angrily: "No."

Zhang Ningshan cursed secretly in her heart: "Virtue, you have a cold face." Then she put down her left hand, tapped the inkstone with her index finger again and again, the tip of her index finger was stained with thick ink.Then he stood up as if nothing had happened, and walked to the other side of Liang Youxuan with his hands behind his back.

Finding the right time, Zhang Ningshan pulled Liang Youxuan's left hand away with her right hand, turned around, and quickly dropped the index finger of her left hand on the blank space of the memorial, then sat in Liang Youxuan's arms, wrapping her arms around Liang Youxuan's neck.

"What are you doing?" Liang Youxuan was taken aback. Fortunately, he didn't start writing just now, otherwise the half-written memorial would be ruined.

"What's so fierce?" Zhang Ningshan looked aggrieved, nestled in Liang Youxuan's arms and lowered her eyes.

With this appearance, Liang Youxuan's heart instantly softened, he put down his pen and hugged Zhang Ningshan and said, "You, you have become naughty recently."

Zhang Ningshan put her head on Liang Youxuan's shoulder and said, "I, I want you to spend more time with me."

As soon as these words came out, Liang Youxuan couldn't be unsympathetic, her heart and eyes were all on Zhang Ningshan, if she was willing to look up at the book case, she would find that the memorial she wrote was useless again.

Liang Youxuan hugged Zhang Ningshan, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, saying: "It's nice to be alone in the back just now, who left me and ran back?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ningshan was also a little unhappy in her heart, she snuggled into Liang Youxuan's arms and complained: "You think I think so, it's not that Ah Yue, she has always had eyesight, and she won't look for me if there is nothing important At that time, I thought that something happened to Xiaoru, you know, we have such a heart, how can I, a mother, not care about it."

Liang Youxuan frowned, and asked, "Why did Ah Yue seek you? Also, what happened to my memorial?"

Zhang Ningshan laughed out loud, looked at Liang Youxuan with a smile in her eyes, and said, "I have to ask your precious daughter about your memorial."

"Since Xiaoru did it, then forget it. What kind of white cat came back? I don't know if your husband and I are aware of the details." After Liang Youxuan said, he turned his eyes away from Zhang Ningshan. With an index finger mark, her face changed instantly. She raised her hand and pulled Zhang Ningshan's hands around her neck. Sure enough, the ink on the index finger had dried.

"Zhang Ningshan!" Liang Youxuan looked down at the woman in his arms and said angrily.

Holding back her laughter, Zhang Ningshan stood up quickly, and said while running outside: "I'll go out and make you a cup of tea."

Liang Youxuan leaned on the back of the chair helplessly, this woman is really annoying, she said to let me spend more time with her, but at the same time made trouble, wrote a memorial two or three times, how could I have time to accompany her, my brain is not working Cleared?

No matter how angry and annoyed she was, there was nothing she could do. Liang Youxuan raised his hand and rubbed his face, resigned to his fate and began to pick up his pen again. A memorial had to be written three times. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she shouldn't let that woman go like this.

Zhang Ningshan ran to the outside room, but did not see Ahao and Ayue, only Ayuan and Ahua were there, wondering: "Isn't Ahao and Ayue on duty today?"

"Originally yes, but the wife missed the young lady, and the two of them hugged her." A Hua replied while licking the charcoal in the fireplace.

Zhang Ningshan nodded, and went to the outer pavilion to get Liang Youxuan's favorite purple clay pot. Just as she put it down, Ah Yuan came up to her while eating pastries.

"Miss, do you want to make tea? Come here, servant girl."

"I'll do it myself. Also, you should eat less snacks. The wife before said that I indulged you too much." After Zhang Ningshan said that, she set the teapot and cup away.

Hearing this, Ah Yuan turned away and stuffed the remaining half of the pastry into his mouth in one gulp, then ran to the underside of the pavilion and took out a blue and white vase, which contained the dew collected last year.This was originally something on the heart of the wife, but that day my lady was just a little bit more obedient, so the wife gave me a cup of tea.This is terrible, after my young lady tasted it, she saw the sky and went to pay her respects. She was thinking about the dew in the jar, and the wife was probably annoyed, so she even gave it over, it was really unreasonable.

Zhang Ningshan didn't know what Ah Yuan was thinking in her heart. At this moment, she concentrated on ironing the teapot and teacup. Ah Yuan was burning a small pot of dew while looking at her young lady. Her slow movements really made her anxious.

After a lot of hard work, Zhang Ningshan finally made the tea.

Ah Yuan attached white veils to both sides of the teacup, and carried the teacup onto the wooden tray.Zhang Ningshan took the wooden tray and went into the inner room.

"Today is unprecedented, miss is thinking about making tea for Ah Xing!" After Zhang Ningshan left, Ah Yuan whispered to Ah Hua.

"Maybe he did something excessive." Ahua Youyou said.

A Yuan deeply agrees with this.

Zhang Ningshan entered the inner room, walked to the desk with a wooden tray, looked at Liang Youxuan who was writing seriously, and said, "You are tired of writing, let's have a cup of tea first!"

After Zhang Ningshan finished speaking, she put the wooden tray on the desk, and brought the teacup with a pair of tender hands.

"Touch!!!" The teacup fell on the desk, and the tea spilled out, soaking the memorial that Liang Youxuan was about to finish writing.

Zhang Ningshan touched her ears and lips with hot hands. After the burning sensation disappeared, Zhang Ningshan realized that she had done something bad with good intentions.

Looking at the memorial that was beyond recognition, Zhang Ningshan really felt guilty in her heart. She wanted to make a cup of tea and reconcile with the person next to her pillow.

She no longer dared to look at Liang Youxuan, but even if she didn't, Yu Guang told her that Liang Youxuan was glaring at her.

Liang Youxuan was furious in his heart now, the teacup fell on the desk, and the tea gradually got on his body. It was a trivial matter to be scalded, but the key point was that the memorial she wrote for the third time was destroyed again.

"Zhang Ningshan!!!" Liang Youxuan was completely annoyed.

"I, this time, I really didn't mean it." Zhang Ningshan took a few steps back and explained.

"Okay, very good!" Liang Youxuan stood up, got up and walked to the door, opened the inner door, and saw Ahua and Ayuan squatting nervously at the door, as if eavesdropping on something.

"Don't come in no matter what sounds you hear later." Liang Youxuan closed the door of the inner room with a bang, thought for a while and dropped the bolt again.

Seeing that Liang Youxuan had closed the door, Zhang Ningshan felt bad. Taking advantage of Liang Youxuan's rummaging in the closet, she lifted her skirt and wanted to open the door.

Liang Youxuan went to get two belts and came out. Seeing that Zhang Ningshan was about to run, he quickly stepped forward to hold Zhang Ningshan, and the belt was wrapped twice around Zhang Ningshan's left hand.

"Why are you crazy!" Zhang Ningshan struggled, never expecting that Liang Youxuan would dare to treat her like this.

Liang Youxuan carried Zhang Ningshan to the bedside, pinned Zhang Ningshan's left and right hands behind her back and tied them tightly with a belt.

Zhang Ningshan was tied up and struggling, she scolded angrily: "I didn't do it on purpose, why are you so small-minded, it's a shame that you are still a fourth-rank servant, you are too rude."

Liang Youxuan pretended not to hear, took a clean brush from the pen stand, returned to the bed, bent down and removed Zhang Ningshan's shoes and socks.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Ningshan panicked and stepped back.

Liang Youxuan held Zhang Ningshan's retracted right foot, sat on the edge of the bed, put Zhang Ningshan's right foot on his lap, fixed it, picked up a brush and began to draw on the sole of Zhang Ningshan's foot.

"You, hehe, you, you bastard, don't, don't." Zhang Ningshan felt extremely uncomfortable, and wanted to pull out her leg, but was fixed tightly.

"Hehe, hehe, ah, stop!" Zhang Ningshan struggled.

"Do you know what's wrong?" Liang Youxuan stopped.

Panting, Zhang Ningshan raised her foot and kicked Liang Youxuan.

"Okay!" Liang Youxuan nodded angrily, and picked up the brush again, "I think you can't recognize the form, so I'll teach you how to recognize it."

Zhang Ningshan glared fiercely at Liang Youxuan, pursed her lips and tried to hold back, but after holding it for a while, she finally couldn't help it, and said, "Liang Youxuan, stop, hehe, I was wrong."

"Liang Youxuan, I said I was wrong, stop now." Zhang Ningshan was angry and hated, seeing Liang Youxuan refused to give up after apologizing, she could only beg for mercy: "I know I was wrong, please forgive me!"

Liang Youxuan looked at Zhang Ningshan with a stern face, this woman did not cry when she saw the coffin, this time she knew to beg for mercy.

"Ah Xing, please forgive me, there will be no next time." Zhang Ningshan only felt that the soles of her feet were itchy, and she couldn't help it, so she gave it up, "Sister, what a husband~"

"En." Liang Youxuan responded angrily, put down Zhang Ningshan's feet, stood up, and prepared to write the memorial again.

"Hey, you should untie your torn belt." Seeing that Liang Youxuan was about to leave, Zhang Ningshan became impatient. If this dead man doesn't untie her, is she going to let Ah Yuan see her like this?

Liang Youxuan turned around upon hearing the words, and looked at Liang Youxuan with a straight face.

Zhang Ningshan bent her legs reflexively, and her tone weakened, "Xing, untie it for me, it makes me uncomfortable~"

"I'll untie it for you after I finish writing the notebook. Now you stay on the bed obediently. Also, I warn you not to approach the desk." Liang Youxuan warned, and sat down in front of the desk again in great pain. She almost vomited what was written in the notebook.

Liang Youxuan wrote for a while, only to realize that it was getting dark, so he got up to light a lamp.

"Uncle, Uncle!" Ah Yuan heard that there was no sound inside, and knocked on the door repeatedly.

"doing what?"

"Madam invites Miss and Uncle to have dinner."

Zhang Ningshan's eyes lit up when she heard this.

Liang Youxuan saw it, felt it was funny, and said with his hands behind his back: "Tell my mother that Shanshan and I are eating at home, so we won't go there today."

"If you don't go, I will." Zhang Ningshan struggled to sit up, "If I go, you can write notes quietly."

"If you sit here, I can still write well." Liang Youxuan's mood instantly improved, and he was very happy to sit down in front of the desk again and pick up his pen.

How can Zhang Ningshan not be angry, but just suffered a loss, she is determined not to show her power at this time, but she can pretend to be pitiful.

"Sanggong, can you come over and put on my socks first? It's cold."

Liang Youxuan looked up when he heard the words, although the room was very warm, but it was going to freeze in winter after all, it was no joke.Thinking of this, she quickly stood up, went to the bed and picked up Zhang Ningshan's socks, and sat on the bed to put on Zhang Ningshan's socks.

"That tea, I really want to make it for you to drink, but it's too hot." Zhang Ningshan was arrogant for a long time, and finally explained.

Liang Youxuan was no longer angry at this moment, and approached: "What about the fingerprints? Shanshan, I can indulge you in other matters, but you can't mess around with official affairs."

"Okay." Zhang Ningshan leaned over to Liang Youxuan and kissed her on the cheek.

It was rare for Liang Youxuan to see Zhang Ningshan take the initiative, not only was he not angry, but he was also a little excited.Standing up, she untied Zhang Ningshan's belt and said, "Put on your shoes, let's go to Mother's for dinner."

"You didn't write the diary?"

"I'll write after dinner." Liang Youxuan pulled Zhang Ningshan up, stroked that wrist and said, "But does it hurt?"

"Hmph, what do you think?"

"I'll rub it for you when I come back, let's eat first." Liang Youxuan said, holding Zhang Ningshan's hand and walking out.

The author has something to say: I seem to be very diligent recently