Madam, let's steam buns together

There was no other expression on Zhang Huaruo's face, neither anger nor displeasure could be seen, he just glanced up and down the painting indifferently, and sat quietly by the bed looking at the painting, as if it was just an ordinary landscape painting.

Yang Dabao didn't have time to pick up the washbasin on the ground, he walked to the bed in three steps instead of one, grabbed the painting from Zhang Huaruo's hand and rolled it into a random ball, said anxiously: "Ma'am, don't look at it, dirty eyes."

Seeing that the painting was almost crumpled into a ball of torn paper in Yang Dabao's hands, and he didn't want to cherish it at all, the little flame that rose in Zhang Huaruo's heart was completely suppressed.

When Zhang Huaruo saw the contents of the painting for the first time, it would be too false to say that he was not angry at all, his chest seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton in an instant, not only had difficulty breathing, but also panicked, but in the end he was rational prevailed.

"Why do you have this?"

Although he believed in Yang Dabao very much, Zhang Huaruo still wanted to take this opportunity to beat Yang Dabao, let Yang Dabao understand the seriousness of this matter, and strangle the sign to death in the cradle, in case this kind of thing would happen again.

Zhang Huaruo lowered his eyelids, and silently said sadly: "Have you and the person in the painting reached the point where we can meet each other honestly?"

"No, it's not what you think!" Yang Dabao explained impatiently, sitting next to Zhang Huaruo and holding Zhang Huaruo's shoulders tightly so that the other party could look directly at him. He believed that the sincerity in his eyes would make Zhang Huaruo Zhang Huaruo understood that he was telling the truth.

"Ma'am, Liu Qingsu and I really have nothing to do. He is just an ordinary customer who came to my stall to buy buns, and I only treat him as a customer. He stuffed this painting into my hand today, and before I could refuse him, I left, and I didn’t have time to see the original picture inside. If I had known the content in it, I would return the painting even if the business was over, and I wouldn’t dare to accept the painting.”

"Liu Qingsu? You even know his name, and you say he's just an ordinary guest. You have so many guests to receive every day, do you know his name?"

"He told me on his own initiative. How could I ask the guest's name?" Yang Dabao was a little anxious, and he squeezed the hand holding Zhang Huaruo's shoulder unconsciously, "Ma'am, trust me, I didn't even mention this I looked at the whole painting, and closed it as soon as I saw the picture inside. When he comes to buy buns tomorrow, I will definitely return the painting to him, and I will never do his business again from now on, and draw a clear line with him , without even saying a word."

"Did you really not look carefully at the contents of the painting? I think he has a slender waist and he looks pretty good. His pose in this painting is provocative. Even I couldn't help but take a look at it. I don't believe you didn't take a second look." .”

Yang Dabao frowned aggrievedly: "I really didn't see, could flowers still grow on his body? What's so interesting about it?"

Zhang Huaruo was pretending to be angry on purpose. Seeing Yang Dabao's aggrieved and pitiful appearance, he almost couldn't hold back his skills and raised his hand to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth. From Yang Dabao's point of view, Zhang Huaruo felt that Zhang Huaruo It was as if he was trying to suppress himself from crying.

Suddenly, I felt that what I did today was really wrong.

He should have returned the painting at that time, and should not have brought it back, let alone let Zhang Huaruo see it.

Putting his heart into his heart, if he found out that Zhang Huaruo had secretly hidden a portrait of another man, his attitude might be even more intense than Zhang Huaruo's current reaction.

Pressing Zhang Huaruo into his arms, like coaxing a child, gently stroking Zhang Huaruo's back, Yang Dabao held up an extremely serious attitude, and promised Zhang Huaruo: "I will definitely return the painting tomorrow and make it clear. If I dare to come again, I will close my eyes and mouth, pretend I can’t see this person, and ignore him.”

After Yang Dabao made such a promise, Zhang Huaruo no longer insisted on this matter. He got up from Yang Dabao's arms, picked up some broken scrolls on the ground, and rolled them up bit by bit.

Yang Dabao wanted to take the painting back from Zhang Huaruo's hands, firstly because he wanted to return it tomorrow, and secondly because he didn't want Zhang Huaruo to see the painting again. Unexpectedly, Zhang Huaruo hid his hand and didn't hand over the scroll to him. Yang Dabao.

Yang Dabao thought that Zhang Huaruo was still angry, so he said weakly, "Ma'am."

Zhang Huaruo found a piece of silk cloth, tied it with a knot on the scroll, and put the white cloth from before on the stool in the outhouse. After finishing all this, he came back and saw Yang Dabao tremblingly waiting for him to speak. Bearing the heart to keep a straight face again, his face softened a lot.

"I'll handle this painting, don't take the initiative to find him."

Yang Dabao immediately shook his head: "If I don't look for it, I don't even know where he lives, so how could I find him." Thinking of a possibility, Yang Dabao hesitated, "Then if he comes to me tomorrow..."

Zhang Huaruo raised his eyebrows slightly: "Have you forgotten what you said just now?"

Yang Dabao immediately understood that Zhang Huaruo agreed with what he said just now, and immediately promised: "Don't worry, I will never look at him, talk to him, and ignore him."

Unknowingly, it was quite late, thinking that Yang Dabao would get up early tomorrow, Zhang Huaruo turned off the light and prepared to go to bed, Yang Dabao was tossing and turning in the dark, and after a while, he called Zhang Huaruo in a low voice.

"Ma'am, ma'am? Are you asleep?"

"Didn't sleep." Zhang Huaruo responded, still turning his back to Yang Dabao.

When I woke up this morning, I saw Zhang Huaruo voluntarily sticking to him. Tonight, because of Liu Qingsu’s incident, Zhang Huaruo slept a long distance from him again. Yang Dabao hated that Liu Qingsu even more. Isn't it obvious that you want to destroy the relationship between yourself and your wife?

Why didn't I see the face of this person clearly earlier, so I wouldn't make things into the current situation.

"What does Madame want to do with that painting?"

"Of course I will go back."

"no!"

Yang Dabao immediately refuted, which startled Zhang Huaruo.

"Why, are you still reluctant to return the painting?"

"No, that's not what I meant." Yang Dabao couldn't help but move closer, and then finally moved to Zhang Huaruo's back, almost sticking to Zhang Huaruo's back to talk to Zhang Huaruo, "Of course the painting must be returned, if he doesn't Take it back, the lady just burned the painting and tore it up, I wouldn't even say a word, but!"

Yang Dabao worried, "Madam, don't you want to return the painting yourself?"

Zhang Huaruo hummed lightly.

"Sure enough." Yang Dabao pushed Zhang Huaruo's arm, and said in a negotiating tone, "I can agree to anything, but I can't on this matter. I don't want you to meet him personally, madam."

Zhang Huaruo turned around and looked at Yang Dabao in the dark: "You don't want me to meet him?"

"En." Yang Dabao hugged Zhang Huaruo into his arms, and seeing that Zhang Huaruo didn't refuse, he leaned closer and hugged Zhang Huaruo to his chest, resting his chin on the top of Zhang Huaruo's soft hair, "If possible, I want Madam to forget Forget about this person."

It seemed that Yang Dabao really cared about this matter, Zhang Huaruo moved his body, not to get out of Yang Dabao's arms, but to find a comfortable position in his arms, and closed his eyes safely.

Following Zhang Huaruo's movements, the soft hair gently rubbed against Yang Dabao's chin, and the small rubbing movement in his arms made Yang Dabao a little confused.

Yang Dabao tried his best to keep his mind from wandering, and pulled the quilt over the two of them.

He understood that if Zhang Huaruo didn't answer for a long time, it meant that he didn't agree, so he sighed lightly and couldn't say anything more.

Zhang Huaruo said slowly: "When I return the painting and settle this matter thoroughly, I won't mention this matter in front of you again, just pretend it never happened."

Yang Dabao looked down at him in surprise. After the person in his arms finished saying those words, he closed his eyes and went to sleep quietly. His eyes that had adapted to the darkness could roughly see the outline of Zhang Huaruo's face, with a hazy beauty.

The next day, Yang Dabao went out to sell steamed stuffed buns at a stall, he was absent-minded all morning, and his mood was in an extremely contradictory range.

He hoped that Liu Qingsu would come to him, so that he could explain clearly to Liu Qingsu before Zhang Huaruo, so as to save trouble, but he didn't want to see Liu Qingsu, he really didn't want to see this person again.

Breaking into his life for no reason, if it wasn't because of his wife's generosity, he would be in someone else's family. I don't know how to end this kind of thing. A loving couple who lived a peaceful life is likely to be like this There was a rift in the heart, and in the end they seemed to be at odds with each other.

but……

Yang Dabao suddenly thought of one thing, he didn't know where Liu Qingsu lived, he only knew the person's name, the same was true for Madam, how could Madam find Liu Qingsu to explain clearly in this situation?

Zhang Huaruo didn't tell Yang Dabao that there was a small note hidden in the painting, with an address written on it, Qingyifang was off the door.

He was preparing to go out now, and this time he chose to wear a veiled bamboo hat and nothing else, just the picture scroll.

Lycium barbarum secretly carried a self-defense weapon on his body, thinking that if there was a physical conflict, he would be able to protect the young master in case the opponent had a large number of people, so thinking about it, he brought an extra small dagger.

Seeing that he was preparing so seriously, Zhang Huaruo smiled lightly: "It's just a small role, why are our goji berries so afraid of losing money?"

Wolfberry said worriedly: "A person who can do such things as seduce a married man, what else can he not do? What if he becomes angry and wants to harm the young master? Going to someone else's place, it still takes a lot of money." Be careful."

Zhang Huaruo was not worried at all, he looked at the scroll in his hand and smiled faintly.

After finally getting ready, wolfberry trotted to Zhang Huaruo who had already walked outside the door, closed the door and locked it, and said to Zhang Huaruo while locking the door: "Master, shall we go to Qingyifang now? I really don't want to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion anymore." Find a few nurses to accompany you, even if you don't want to disturb the master, it's good for us to bring a few watchdogs raised in the mansion. We can't be weak when we come to ask for an explanation!"

Zhang Huaruo gave another address and asked Gou Qizi to accompany him there first.

Wolfberry looked confused: "Aren't we going to find Liu Qingsu? Why are we going there? It's a bit far from Qingyifang. Master, what are you going there for?"

Zhang Huaruo looked at the painting in his hand: "I have to confirm one thing first."

After that, without saying anything else, he turned around and walked towards the destination. Wolfberry hurriedly followed, chattering and asking non-stop along the way.