The reborn husband thought I was scum

Ning Yu and Song Yanqi have been tired for several months, and finally this time there is no Little Apple to bother them, and the two of them can be regarded as looking back on the previous world of the two.

Because the Qixi Festival is approaching, the closer you are to the Yuelao Temple, the atmosphere on the street seems to be more hazy and ambiguous, and even the sweet smell of sugar paintings wafts in the air.

As the two walked, they met several pairs of young men and younger brothers who were interested in each other.

Song Yanqi said with a smile: "We are all married, what are you doing here? Here are those who are secretly in love, taking the opportunity to meet secretly and express their feelings." They have all the little apples, and they are still joining in the fun.

Ning Yu said confidently: "We are also here for a tryst." Ning Yu still remembers the unsuccessful tryst on the Hundred Flowers Festival. Yan Qi ignored him from the beginning to the end. To get rid of the shame, come to Yan Qi for a tryst that makes Yan Qi happy and coquettish around him.

In the middle of Yuelao Temple is a very old ginkgo tree with a thick trunk and branches covered with red cloth.

Next to the tree is a table with pens and ink and red cloth strips for people to use.

Ning Yu pulled Song Yanqi, "Let's write too."

Song Yanqi was a little embarrassed. The two wrote at the same time. Isn't this telling others that they are a couple?He hesitated and refused on the face, but was very eager to try in his heart, you are forcing me to write.You don't push me to write domineeringly, as a little brother like me, I always have to be reserved.

Of course, Ning Yu saw Yan Qi's distaste for integrity, pressed his shoulder forcefully, handed the pen into his hand, and said fiercely: "Write quickly, don't waste time, there are other things in a while. "

After the two of them turned sideways to each other and finished writing, Ning Yu stepped on the ladder and tied the two red cloth strips to one place.

Song Yanqi watched nervously, for fear that Ning Yu would open it to peek.

After Ning Yu finished, he asked, "What did you write?"

"What about you? You have to take the initiative to say it before asking others."

Ning Yu resentfully said, "It's fine if you don't say anything." He didn't want to tell Song Yanqi such embarrassing things.

Entering the temple, there are a lot of red threads wrapped in front of the old moon statue, and the old moon statue is holding a book in its hand. The legend records the marriage in the world.

"I don't know if there are our names in it?"

"We are all married, how could we not?" Ning Yu Shangxiang carefully picked a red thread from the credit box after putting it away.

Ning Yu held Song Yanqi's hand, and tied one end of the red thread to Song Yanqi's little finger.

"What, what are you doing?" Song Yanqi lowered his head and looked at the hands of the two without looking up at Ning Yu's eyes.

"I've tied it, it's up to you to tie it for me."

"Only Yuelao can tie a red thread to a lover, how can anyone tie it by himself?" Song Yanqi muttered, but his subordinates kept on tying it to Ning Yu's little finger, and tied a beautiful bow. When the two walked side by side, their hands were connected by a red thread.

"Does it count if you tied it yourself?" Ning Yu took Song Yanqi's hand and asked softly in his ear.

Song Yanqi's face was covered in red where he had been breathed, "Forget it, forget it."

Ning Yu tugged at the hand that tied the red thread, "If you're tied by me, you won't be able to run away, and you'll follow me wherever I go." Then he shook his hand and said triumphantly, "Follow me quickly!" superior."

Song Yanqi laughed, and then said that Ning Yu had matured after becoming a father, and now he has become a child again.

Song Yanqi followed Ning Yu closely, blocking the red line with their wide sleeves. Fortunately, he was wearing a red dress, and the red line was not very obvious, otherwise it would be embarrassing to walk on the street with Ning Yu like this.

Ning Yu felt that this feeling was very strange. He had to follow him in everything he said, and the two of them really seemed to be tied together.

"Yan Qi, let's make a book by ourselves when we go back."

Song Yanqi thought of the picture book he made before, does the husband still want to write that kind of story?Use both of their names.

"The title of the book is written with the words Marriage Book, and our names are written in it. Write down the interesting things between us every day, and take them out to read when we are old, so we won't be afraid to forget them." Ning Yu As he spoke, he glanced at Song Yanqi, and said worriedly, "Yanqi, your face is very red, do you have a fever?"

Song Yanqi felt guilty and avoided Ning Yu's sight, "No, I sweated a lot from walking."

"Then let's stop shopping and go to a teahouse and have some snacks."

The two went to the private room, Ning Yu's left hand was tied to Song Yanqi's right hand, so Song Yanqi asked Ning Yu to cooperate with him whenever he used his right hand.

Ning Yu refused to cooperate, "You can just feed me."

Song Yanqi had no choice but to feed Ning Yu some snacks.Only then did Ning Yu cooperate with Song Yanqi's hand movement.

"thirsty."

Song Yanqi rolled his eyes, seeing the beauty, "I'm thirsty too."

"Then I'll feed you. My right hand is very convenient."

"This red thread is very obstructive, let's untie it." Song Yanqi said with disgust on his lips, but his eyes were full of embarrassment. Although the act was childish, his heart was sweet.

After the two of them had a good rest, they were ready to go back home. Neither of them said anything, but they still remembered Little Apple in their hearts. This was the first time they hadn't seen Little Apple for such a long time, and they both missed her very much.

When it was almost at the door, Song Yanqi reluctantly untied the red thread and put it away carefully.

Little Apple had a great time playing with Daddy Ning, but when she saw the two of them, she burst into tears, so aggrieved that she stretched out her arms to hug her.

Song Yanqi's heart ached so badly, he felt extremely guilty holding Little Apple, he only cared about being happy with his husband, and left Little Apple behind, it really shouldn't be.

It was also the first time for Little Apple to leave the two of them for such a long time. After being attached to Song Yanqi, he began to cling to Ning Yu.The two coaxed each other for a long time with "baby, obediently".

"Don't cry when I don't see you, I feel wronged when I see you, and I can't stop crying."

"Good baby, don't cry, we will take you with us next time we go out to play, okay?"

After coaxing for a long time, Little Apple finally stopped crying, but she had to hold her all the time, let go of her throat and howled dryly as soon as she put it down, and the two could only take turns holding her in her arms.

Father Ning looked at the scene in front of him, and remembered Yu'er when he was a child, "You were also very clingy to me at that time, you couldn't leave me even a step, you cried harder than Little Apple, and no one could hug you."

Song Yanqi asked curiously, "Are all children like this?"

"Well, children are sensitive and fragile, and they can only feel safe next to their parents. They will naturally tend to their parents."

It was the first time Ning Yu knew this kind of statement, and his desire to protect suddenly burst, "Little Apple, don't worry, I will take good care of you."

Daddy Ning laughed and said, "Go, don't make trouble. Yan Qi, did you gain anything by going today?" Daddy Ning also knew that they went to see a shop that was very popular recently.

"It's very novel and interesting, no wonder the business is booming." Song Yanqi told his father what he saw and heard in detail.

Daddy Ning was very interested, "This man is really a genius in business, what a pity." Although he is rich in business, he is not expensive, and his family background is not obvious. He is neither a powerful man nor a scholarly family. These are not beneficial to future generations.

Their family also didn't expect the income from the store to eat and drink. Father Ning asked a few questions and then left it behind.

Their big families are intertwined, and they are not supported by a few shops.The left and right are just the dowry of the children.

Song Yanqi was thinking about Qixi Festival, he had nothing to do, so he was going to make some crispy cakes, he hadn't made dim sum for a long time, on a whim, he ordered the kitchen to prepare the ingredients, and started to do it with great interest.

Ning Yu hugged Little Apple and stood by the kitchen to watch.

Song Yanqi made it with sweet potato flour, mixed with water-oil skin and puff pastry, wrapped the puff pastry with water-oil skin, rolled it into noodle cakes, rolled them into strips and folded them together, so that when eating, the skin is layer by layer Very crispy.

Ning Yu watched with gusto, Song Yanqi's fingers were beautiful, and his movements were very beautiful, and Little Apple was also eager to reach out to his father, screaming.

After the sweet potato flour and honey were mixed, the dough was wrapped and flattened. Song Yanqi cut a few gaps with scissors, and then pinched it into the shape of a flower with his fingers.Flying fingers, yellow flowers are formed,

Song Yanqi is really ingenious, not only is he good-looking, but the dim sum he makes is also very good-looking.Ning Yu watched from the side, and couldn't wait to taste the taste. Although he ate a lot of dim sum, how could Song Yanqi's cooking compare with others?

Song Yanqi washed his hands, and let the kitchen staff do the rest. After a while, steaming flowers came out, placed on a plate, dotted with green leaves, very beautiful.

Song Yanqi ordered some to be sent to his father, and they put two plates on the table.

Ning Yu looked at it reluctantly, "It's so beautiful, it's a pity to eat it."

Song Yanqi didn't let Little Apple grab the crispy cakes on the plate, "If you like it, I'll make other things for you in the future, I can make mung bean cake and sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Song Yanqi looked at Little Apple, "Let's make wine for Little Apple, and we can drink it when Little Apple gets married."

Ning Yu agreed very much when he heard it, "Well, we made it by ourselves, and then cellared it. It will be unsealed more than ten years later. It must be a mellow and delicious wine. It is most suitable for Little Apple to take out when they get married."

"What if the brew is too bad to drink?"

"How is it possible? Let's make it together, it's our heart for Little Apple. If the brew really spoils, give Little Apple a drink, it's full of our love for him."

Poor little Apple was still clapping and laughing, totally unaware of what his parents were discussing.

Ning Yu had to hold it with his hands while eating Qiaosu, otherwise the flowers would fall off, and the skin would be very crispy after biting, and the scum fell into his hand.

Song Yanqi ordered the things for wine making to be prepared by his servants. He and Ning Yu will make wine tomorrow.

As for Xia Rufeng's family, they are not in a relaxed mood like Ning Yu's.

The author has something to say: Yan Qi is excited and shy, so why is he going to use our name to write a small yellow text? ?

Ning Yu: Yan Qi, let's write a love diary.

Yan Qi: Oh [disappointed face]