Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

Song Jingwen only left behind a handsome back, and steadily placed two bowls of tofu flower on the table.

Xie Feng was lying on the table with squinted eyes, digging at the table in a daze.There were two red marks on his forehead, and he only looked up when he heard the movement.

"Are you back?" Xie Feng looked behind Song Jingwen, but he didn't see the candied haws. He curled his lips very emotionally and said in disappointment, "Is there no candied haws?"

Well, not sober yet!

Song Jingwen fed him a sip of honey water with a spoon, Xie Feng smashed his mouth, opened his eyes bigger and bigger, his head moved little by little, and sat upright with his hands on his knees, "More. "

Song Jingwen fondled his hair, and stuffed the spoon into Xie Feng's hand, "Eat, eat, tofu flower."

Song Jingwen asked him to eat by himself, so he obediently picked up the bowl and sipped the bean curd in small mouthfuls.Xie Feng was quite particular about eating, first he picked out all the red beans in the tofu flower, chewed them one by one, and then picked out all the lotus seeds soaked in sweet water.

Song Jingwen looked at Xie Feng's serious face as if he was working on some big project, and thought of making trouble.Song Jingwen scooped up a piece of pure white bean curd from Xie Feng's bowl with his spoon dipped in salty brine, and took a lotus seed along with it.

The tofu flower in front of him was suddenly incomplete, Xie Feng looked blankly at his own bowl, and then at Song Jingwen's bowl which was different from his own, feeling aggrieved, "Why do you hate it so much, it has become so ugly now."

Tofu Flower dragged her fragmented body and felt that she could still be saved, Song Jingwen exchanged her untouched share in front of Xie Feng, "That's fine, I'll exchange it with you."

Xie Feng was immediately coaxed, and covered the bowl with one hand, covered the tofu flower tightly, and scooped it into his mouth with a spoon stingily, for fear that Song Jingwen would snatch what was in front of him.

After taking a sip, Xie Feng gave up. With a bitter face, he pushed the salty bean curd in front of Song Jingwen, sticking out his tongue in disgust, "It's not tasty, not as sweet as mine."

Song Jingwen seemed to be watching a play, to see how Xie Feng could get drunk with a glass of wine.Xie Feng ate a mouthful of sweet bean curd, and he ate a mouthful of salty bean curd.

Originally, he wanted to boil a cup of hot milk to relieve Xie Feng from his hangover, but who would have thought that there was no such thing in the kitchen, not even goat's milk.Song Jingwen had no choice but to use honey water instead, thinking about going to Wang Man another day to ask where there is a cow for sale, and trouble him to bring one back.

The downstairs suddenly became lively, the noise was loud, a group of people didn't know what was going on, and knocked on the table below.

Shopkeeper Qian stood at the door of the box in embarrassment, "Boss, the diners are throwing a temper tantrum below, I want you to go down and have a look."

Song Jingwen opened the door, and the louder shout directly mercilessly burst the pink bubbles in the room.Xie Feng was suddenly pulled out of the illusion of confusion, and he was shocked for a moment, and he was no longer ignorant and sluggish as before.

Xie Feng rubbed his sore temples, and when he saw the two bowls of tofu flower on the table, he covered his face in embarrassment, who knew how he could be so headstrong when he was drunk.

Xie Feng secretly looked at Song Jingwen through his fingers, shyly trying to find a hole to slip in.

Song Jingwen's eyes were curled up, and he was leaning on the door frame with arms crossed and talking to Shopkeeper Qian. From the corner of his eye, he saw Xie Feng holding his head, and subconsciously walked towards Xie Feng's side.

Shopkeeper Qian lowered his head, praying inwardly that he must not let himself see anything that should not be regarded as indecent.

"What's the matter, isn't the tofu flower delicious?" Song Jingwen acted as if Xie Feng was still drunk, and his wide back blocked him tightly.

Xie Feng shook his head, and under Song Jingwen's push, he put down his hand covering his cheek with difficulty, and pushed the other person with a blushing face, "Yum, leave me alone, go downstairs and see what's going on."

If you know that you are shy, you are already sober.Song Jingwen sighed regretfully, he hasn't appreciated Xie Feng's cute appearance enough yet.

Song Jingwen blew into Xie Feng's eyes, and said with a smile, "Why do you turn your face and deny people when you wake up from the wine? You just hugged my husband and called me. Now I'm going to drive me away. Hmph, my brother's mouth is lying." Human ghost."

Xie Feng was stunned for a moment, he remembered clearly what happened after he was drunk, and he was very sure that he had never done this before, so he kicked Song Jingwen angrily, and said angrily, "You can't be more serious, the guests are still waiting below .”

Song Jingwen grabbed his ankle, pulled him into his arms, kissed him limply, and asked with concern, "Does your head still hurt? Sleep on it for a while, and I'll go downstairs to see what these people are doing all the time." , Eighty percent of them are full."

The tips of Xie Feng's ears were about to burn, he frantically broke away from Song Jingwen's arm, "I'll go with you."

Xie Feng put away the bowl on the table, and when he walked out of the room, he was picked up by a man with good eyesight.

"Boss, we want to eat too!" The diner stopped listening to the book, knocked on the table and stared at Song Jingwen.

Song Jingwen walked through the crowd, and casually glanced at the loudest tables, "What do you want to eat, you haven't been given what you want to eat, and you are still yelling. Look at the food in front of you, which one is not delicious."

I don't know, I thought that the people sitting in the "Xianghuan" restaurant were all veterans of more than five years, and everyone was quite picky.

"We haven't eaten the one your little husband just ate." Li Xiaodong smiled playfully, still sitting in the seat closest to the storyteller.

The three words "Little Fulang" pleased Song Jingwen. He squeezed Xie Feng's hand and said with a smile, "You have a good look. There should be twenty servings of tofu flower in the back kitchen. You can choose between sweet and salty flavors. It will be gone today. Tomorrow, it will be available in unlimited quantities."

Li Xiaodong abruptly forged a path between the diners and the boss, relying on brushing his face every day, making it impossible for Song Jingwen to remember him or not.

Song Jingwen went straight to Li Xiaodong's table, unceremoniously took Xie Feng to listen to the book, and chatted, "Brother, is the juice delicious, do you want some wine?"

Li Xiaodong stared at Song Jingwen with bright eyes, looked left and right, "You don't sell alcohol here either."

Song Jingwen squeezed a peanut and threw it into his mouth. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Who says it's not for sale? It's kept in the wine cellar. If you want to taste the good wine as soon as possible, you can go to Shipo Village for a gathering in three days."

Li Xiaodong swallowed, and nodded quickly.Sure enough, hard work paid off, Boss Song was so moved by his sincerity that he even invited himself to his house.

fart!If he knew that Boss Song had taken a fancy to his cargo ship, he might faint from anger.

"I knew you were staying in the restaurant, so I found you. My guy brought back a lot of goods." Huang Xianfang walked in with a red face, and immediately saw Song Jingwen in front of the counter.

Since she ran goods with Wang Man, although she is a lot tired than before, she is more energetic, mainly because she feels at ease.

Song Jingwen suddenly became interested, stood up and patted his clothes lightly, "What did you bring back, I'll go and see with you."

"Wait a minute," Song Jingwen asked the kitchen to set aside two servings of tofu flower, "here is tofu flower, let you and Wang Man try it."

Huang Xianfang rubbed her face in embarrassment, and took it with her hands sincerely, "It seems to be what you asked to find last time. We women don't understand the affairs of your men's family. But chili sauce is quite good in the coastal area. It’s easy to sell, and even sold to people from other countries.”

Song Jingwen nodded, "Have the bicycles been sold yet?"

Huang Xianfang pushed open the door of Wang's house, and led the two of them directly to the newly built utility room in the courtyard, "That is too expensive, they don't need it. They live by the sea every day, and come out by boat."

Wang Man was in charge of selling the goods to remote places, and tried to sell them in all the villages that could be reached by boat.

At this time, Wang Man grabbed two things and sent them to Song Jingwen, "See if it is the spice you want. It smells really good. I received it in a small fishing village, and it is used as medicinal materials for treatment." sickness."

Song Jingwen looked through it, and it was indeed pepper and cumin.

It was a surprise, Song Jingwen stomped his feet, happily rested his chin on Xie Feng's shoulder, squeezed a Chinese prickly ash and stuffed it into his mouth maliciously, "I want both, take as much as you have."

Xie Feng chewed habitually, and instantly a numbness rushed from the tip of his tongue to the tip of his nose, "Numb."

He spat out the prickly ash in his mouth, and when he turned around, he saw Song Jingwen chewing it with relish, "Spit it out quickly, it's bitter and numb, don't eat it."

Of course Song Jingwen wasn't stupid enough to swallow it, he just chewed two to see if the taste was right, he rubbed Xie Feng's earlobe, "Go back and make hot pot for you."

He snorted, turned his head and asked, "Why are you going out to sea again?"

Wang Man was also hugging his wife, and replied lazily, "About ten days."

Huang Xianfang seemed to have thought of something, and patted Wang Man's thick back angrily, and smiled at Song Jingwen, "The person who collects chili sauce wants to see you, and I want to ask you how to remove the fishy smell from seafood. Look at me I forgot about it, and people said that you have to discuss this medicinal material yourself."

Wang Man glanced at Song Jingwen with a straight face, "Boss Song is busy with getting married, so he has no time to run away. Besides, the people in that small fishing village are weird, talking all day long."

Song Jingwen smiled shyly, "Let's build a house first and then get married. I have to discuss with the wind about going to sea, and I don't worry about it."

He had originally planned to go to sea to get some seafood to add some new dishes to the restaurant, especially to see if he could find sea cucumbers to nourish his old man.

Xie Feng was most afraid of delaying his business, so he tugged Song Jingwen's sleeve and whispered, "Go, anyway, there are still a few months before we get married. But I want to go with you, the sea is not safe."

Song Jingwen looked at Xie Feng in surprise, and acted like a good boy when he got a bargain, he groaned around Xie Feng's neck, "Hmph, you promised so readily! Don't I have the smell of money?"

Xie Feng turned his head away in embarrassment, and responded solemnly for Song Jingwen, "Next time we go to sea, we will go with you."

Song Jingwen and Xie Feng carried the prickly ash and cumin back, and before leaving, they walked around the yamen, calling Feng Wu to drink in three days.

Everyone shouted, and Xie Feng couldn't save Song Jingwen's face, and refused to let a few elders drink, so he could only stare at Song Jingwen dryly.

The news of Song Shijia harvesting soybeans spread quickly in several villages, and the people in Tangjia Village were the most excited.

Tian Qiuxia's family was dumbfounded, how could the daughter-in-law who swept out the house turned into the savior of Tangjia Village!

"Hurry up, load our beans into the car. I don't believe she accepts other people's soybeans, but not ours." Tian Qiuxia rolled her eyes, "Take Tang Xiuwen with you, as a mother, you can forget your son." !"

The author has something to say: Boss Song’s diary on October 16, 7.10th year of Yuanlong calendar

I blew a sheepskin cut that nearly blew me over.The lung capacity of this thing can't be improved any more, it's easy to suffocate into a mummy.

In the end, I finished blowing, and when there was one left, my daughter-in-law took out something from behind. If I read it correctly, it was an air pump!Damn it... I actually saw contempt in his eyes?It's over, my daughter-in-law has failed her studies, what should I do!Throwing his pump, of course.Ha ha ha ha ha!