Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

It was still early when the two of them came out of the clinic, and the spies who were just pretending to be civilians had been turned into the yamen of Ningchang Town.

Song Jingwen's doubts about this matter were not the slightest bit. The hair color of that tall man made him unable to let go of it for a long time.If they are really important prisoners, shouldn't they be under strict supervision and escorted to Beijing?Why was he escorted from Fucheng to a small place like Ningchang Town?

Xie Feng was holding two packs of traditional Chinese medicine in one hand, and still holding the oil jar in the other hand, and refused to let Song Jingwen touch it no matter what, "Don't move, I'll just get it."

Song Jingwen shrugged, and stepped on the tricycle obediently.Immediately afterwards, Xie Feng ordered, "Sit down and grab me."

Song Jingwen really became an idler, sitting safely on the back seat of the tricycle with debris piled up at his feet, he tightened the seal of the oil tank, "Let's go, go to the car house and let that boy Che Jinwu see the world , What is cheap, healthy and high-quality cooking oil.”

The edible oil business cannot be supported by himself. Once this cheap and delicious oil is promoted to other places, it will definitely cause an uproar.There is no one behind, the position is unstable, and it is easy to miss and fall into the abyss.

The concierge of Che Mansion saw them from a distance, and cleverly opened the side door, and another servant trotted to report.

The porter bowed to park the car for the two, reaching out to take the things in their hands.Xie Feng flashed over, with an inhuman alienation, "No need, I can take it by myself, please take care of these two packets of traditional Chinese medicine for me."

Cha Jinwu had already explained to his servants that whenever he saw the two of them, he should not stop them, just let them in.

The boy who informed them ran back again, secretly inhaled with his mouth slightly open, and led the two of them into the lobby in a businesslike manner.

Song Jingwen sipped his tea and turned his head carelessly.Xie Feng seemed to have installed radar on Song Jingwen's body, and quickly grabbed Song Jingwen's head with one hand, pinched the other's chin, and glared at him angrily, "The doctor said to rest, don't dangle around, the back of your head The injury is not healed yet!"

Cha Jinwu is really the young master's life, and he hasn't got up until the third watch in the morning.Song Jingwen drank two bowls of tea before he arrived, followed by Bai Jinrong.

Xie Feng's eyes suddenly became confused, his face blushed, he pushed away Bai Jinrong's cheek, and asked curiously, "Did you spend the night at the Che Mansion?"

Bai Jinrong answered candidly, and with a smile, he twisted a piece of hibiscus cake and stuffed it into his mouth, "That's right."

Xie Feng hesitated and hesitated, "Aren't you married, why are you living together?"

Bai Jinrong sneered and spit out a few mouthfuls of debris, "What kind of relationship do I have with him? We just grew up together. He's just like my brother. I have a special room in the car mansion. Who knows?" Said I slept in the same bed with him."

Song Jingwen's hearing is better than others, but after hearing this, he looked at Cha Jinwu, who is also a man, how could he misread the desire in the other's eyes.

Cha Jinwu can't be said to be pampering, but he interrupted the conversation between his brothers helplessly, and complained in Song Jingwen's playful eyes, "Why did you pick the time when I didn't get up, and disturbed me for no reason? clear dream."

Song Jingwen snorted, smiled to see him pretending to be a gentleman, and raised his chin at the oil tank, "Good thing, I only told you this because I treated you like a brother."

Che Jinwu beckoned, and Che Yang immediately presented the oil tank in front of his eyes without looking sideways.

When Cha Jinwu raised his hand and was about to open it, Song Jingwen raised his eyebrows evilly and cleared his throat, "This is not something that a bicycle can compare to."

It's easy for a smart person to talk, and Cha Jinwu winked at Che Yang in a comprehensible way.The clear and clear voice of the young man ordered solemnly and majesticly, "Everyone, go down."

The servants in the main room obediently exited the room and closed the door in an orderly manner.

Only then did Che Jinwu lift the lid of the oil tank. The thick liquid was tasteless, neither like wine nor like honey. He hesitated to dip a little bit with his fingers, and frowned inexplicably, "What is this? thing?"

"Oil, cooking oil, cheap oil that can replace lard for cooking."

Che Jinwu's heart was shocked, and he pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile, "Parity, how cheap can it be?"

"The pot in your hand only costs thirty renminbi." Song Jingwen's hands hooked up with Xie Feng's at some point, "I don't need to say how much oil you can cook with thirty renminbi fat pork."

Cha Jinwu crossed his hands and propped his chin, squinting his eyes and looking at Song Jingwen inexplicably.He felt more and more that his good friend, a mutually beneficial partner, was not a fish in a pond.

"Let the people in the kitchen use this oil for cooking at noon," Che Jinwu handed the oil tank to Che Yang, "tell them to keep their mouths shut!"

Holding the oil jar, Che Yang hesitated and said, "This oil may not be safe, why don't I ask the servants to try it before bringing it to you?"

With a cold face, Cha Jinwu knocked on the table with a worried expression.Questioning what the other party sent in front of a friend is really mindless!

Che Yang quickly lowered his head to admit his mistake, the overwhelming sense of oppression forced his forehead to seep a fine layer of sweat.

Bai Jinrong jumped into Cha Jinwu's arms, and Bai Nen's small hands secretly gestured to the poor little servant behind his back.

Che Yang Rumeng was pardoned, stepped up and retreated.Everyone knows that Cha Jinwu is a gentle and kind person, but they don't know that he is very strict with his servants.

The meals in Che's house are very particular about the cards. During the banquet, Che Jinwu ordered someone to bring out the old wine, "Brother Song, come and have a few drinks with me? If it weren't for you, I would be reluctant to spend the past ten years. Take out a taste of the old wine."

Song Jingwen picked up the full wine glass, and Xie Feng snatched it away just by touching his lips. The wine poured down Xie Feng's throat, and he coughed so hot.

The gray-green eyes were tearful, and Song Jingwen couldn't bear it. He carefully wiped off the wine on Xie Feng's lips, and humbly licked his fingers.

Sure enough, it is an aged wine, full of sweetness after being spicy.

Xie Feng held Song Jingwen's wine glass ferociously, and repeated, "His head is injured, so he can't drink, the doctor said!"

Song Jingwen's heart was so warm that he stole the sun from the sky without authorization, and he was willing to be turned into a puddle of water by this kind of thoughtfulness.

Cha Jinwu smiled apologetically, "I didn't think carefully, I was still a good brother and suddenly came up with a new look."

Bai Jinrong also imitated Xie Feng and drank the wine in the glass in one sip, sticking out his tongue so hot that he couldn't help but dislike it, "It's terrible! It's not sweet at all!"

What man wouldn't want to try Baiyou, today's wine is considered yellow.Song Jingwen smacked his lips in embarrassment, and suggested, "In three days, come to our village in three days, and I'll treat you to a drink, homemade fruit wine."

Xie Feng obediently followed behind Song Jingwen, staring at Song Jingwen's back without saying a word.

"I want to hold your hand," Xie Feng pretended not to leave, spreading his palm in a dumb manner.

Xie Feng is actually a drinker, the kind who doesn't like drinking.If it wasn't for his slow reaction and unexpectedly not objecting to his drinking three days later, Song Jingwen really didn't notice.

Song Jingwen found it interesting, put his hands on it, and said with a joke, "What else?"

Xie Feng rolled his eyes slowly, his gray-green pupils seemed to be stained with fog, and he couldn't see clearly, he tilted his head, "I still want to hug you."

Song Jingwen followed him and tilted his head, Xie Feng's narrow waist bent down a little, and his head hung even lower.The two of them looked like children in kindergarten, their heads were lower than theirs.

Song Jingwen laughed so hard that his stomach cramped, he opened his arms, and Xie Feng threw himself into his arms.The little movement of rubbing his head remained the same, Song Jingwen's chin rested against Xie Feng's furry hair.

Song Jingwen repeated his old trick and asked again, "Do you want anything else?"

Xie Feng laughed abruptly, extremely happy, holding Song Jingwen in his arms and sniffing contentedly, "I want to eat candied haws."

Xie Feng, who smelled of alcohol, is just a beautiful doll, he won't make trouble or lose his temper, he just keeps staring at you with his amber eyes.

Song Jingwen squatted down, raised his neck, and coaxed, "Do you want me to carry you?"

Xie Feng walked up behind Song Jingwen step by step, and quietly lay on his back, still remembering his candied haws, "I want candy!"

Song Jingwen couldn't laugh or cry, he wanted to put Xie Feng into the tricycle, but he couldn't trick him off his back.

Song Jingwen could only walk to the restaurant on foot without any complaints, go to the exclusive box to sleep first, and then go home when the other party sobers up.

Who made the little ancestor feel very clingy after drinking, and it was really painful.

Song Jingwen put Xie Feng in the box, pulled his hand down and shook it, "I'll buy you candied haws, sit here and don't move."

Xie Feng whimpered and twisted his waist, his delicate eyebrows were drawn together, he made a difficult choice, and came to the conclusion that he wanted to eat candied haws.

"Well, I'm not leaving. Don't get lost, be careful." Xie Feng put the tip of his nose against Song Jingwen's and smirked.

Song Jingwen closed the door, and called a waiter to watch at the door, "Come to the back kitchen and call me if there is any movement."

Buy candied haws?Xie Feng's love for this kind of thing is always left inadvertently.Little did he know that what Xie Feng cared about was not whether the candied haws were sweet or not, but whether the person who bought the candied haws was Song Jingwen.

Song Jingwen didn't plan to buy candied haws!He carried a bag of gypsum powder into the back kitchen, and fished out the soaked soybeans.

"Grandson, what are you doing in the back kitchen?" Song Xingping turned his head and saw the bandage wrapped around Song Jingwen's forehead, handed the shovel in his hand to his apprentice, washed his hands and wiped the water on his clothes, and touched it nervously. Touching Song Jingwen's forehead, "Why is it hurt again, don't tell me it's just a decoration."

Song Jingwen touched his nose embarrassingly, and waved his hands indifferently, "It's just a knock."

"Grandpa, I think of something to eat again, I'll make it for you to try."

Song Xingping was foolishly distracted, watching curiously as he grinded the soaked soybeans into a slurry, "You want to make tofu?"

Song Jingwen smiled and said nothing, poured the soy milk into the pot and boiled it.

"It's better than tofu. Grandpa, look at the pot and stir it in one direction."

Song Jingwen took out the oiled paper bag, mixed the gypsum powder with water, and poured the boiled soybean milk into a large bowl filled with gypsum powder with his back away from other people's eyes. After stirring well, let it stand for 10 minutes.

Song Jingwen found another bowl, filled it with a large bowl of bean curd, placed red beans and glutinous rice on it, and poured half a bowl of honey water.

Song Jingwen filled himself another bowl of salty tofu flower, and left the rest of the pot to Song Xingping.

Except for himself, no one knows what he put in the soy milk to make the liquid solidify.Song Jingwen couldn't wait to hold the little ancestor in his arms and take two bites, he didn't care the envy of other people looking at the things in his hands.

The author has something to say: Boss Song’s diary on October 15, 5.27th year of Yuanlong calendar

The daughter-in-law's eyes are glued to seeing other children riding a wooden horse, presumably his childhood was incomplete.How can that be?Taking advantage of the fact that he is still relatively easy to fool, I used the excuse of building a slide for my son to let him experience the fun of childhood.

Such a high slide, how could it be played by a child, he is such a foolish little fool

Note: The tofu flower appeared in the Han Dynasty, and was discovered by Huainan Wang Liu An alchemy (a dream of immortality?):

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: I love green vegetables 8 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!