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After Nan Yang left, all the processes of making dumplings were carried out in an orderly manner.Qing Huan has been going to the kitchen from time to time since several years ago, learning to cook some dishes, begging the cook to teach her with a stern face, and learned a lot.

Yuntang was lucky enough to eat the dishes made by Qing Huan a few times. Qing Huan's cooking skills are very good, but for some reason, the dishes are a bit sweet.Yun Tang just thinks that Qing Huan hasn't grown up yet, and still likes to eat those sweet things.

Bian Zi suddenly ran in at this moment, sniffing here and there, smiling meanly: "Junior Sisters, are the dumplings ready?"

Yuntang was wrapping it in his hand, so he patted the side of the head with his flour-stained hand: "Get out! Running in will only add to the chaos."

"Ouch, you're terrible! How dare you beat your senior brother?" Bianzi yelled while laughing.

Qing Huan was still worrying about her flour, looked at the living target in front of her, and smiled coldly, brother, don't blame me for being unrighteous.

She directly picked up the flour bowl next to her, and slammed it on her forehead by the side.

"Qinghuan!!!" Bianzi roared.

Yuntang laughed so hard, looking at Bianzi's embarrassed look while taking advantage of his white face, he almost burst out laughing.

Shu Yu suddenly popped up from behind: "Phew, luckily my brother came in first. Qing Huan, I told you to wait for me to come with you, but you can't wait for this time?"

Shu Yu is 16 years old this year, and his five sense organs are also long-opened. A pair of round eyes with long eyelashes are extremely cute, and his five sense organs are exquisite and noble. Like Qing Huan, he is not suitable for this quiet and indifferent place of cultivation.Just looking at that face, it feels like she is going to wink her eyes to tease you next time.

As soon as Yuntang saw Shuyu, he immediately suppressed his smile and continued with the work in hand.

Smiling lightly: "I promised Master that I will come back for dinner, wait for you? If I wait for you, I will miss dinner. Aren't you busy with Senior Brother Jinghu in Hongfei Pavilion..."

"Shut up! How can I?" Shu Yu hurriedly stopped Qing Huan, looked at Yun Tang, and saw Yun Tang's face was even uglier.

"Bian Shuyu! It's all your fault, if you hadn't asked me to bring you to find Yuntang..." Bianzi roared.

Shu Yu disdainfully said: "Brother, can you be more accurate in finding the culprit? You are not willing to blame your little sister Qing Huan, just say it, but you are willing to blame your own relative..."

"What are you arguing about? You want to go out and argue." Yuntang gave Shuyu a look.

Seeing this, Shu Yu quickly ran over and rubbed against Yuntang: "Sister Yuntang, are you willing to kill me?... You came back to Hongfei Pavilion to see me, half a month ago..."

"Don't touch me, go away." Yuntang shook off Shuyu's hand holding her, with a cold expression on his face.

"Sister Yuntang...you believe me, I have never been with Senior Brother Jinghu..." Shu Yu looked at Yuntang pitifully.

Qing Huan was particularly eye-catching, she didn't even make dumplings, she took advantage of the fact that she was still patting the flour, said "Let's go first, you talk slowly", and left the kitchen quickly, closing the door behind her up.

Shuyu watched with satisfaction as her roommate, who knew her well, dragged her brother away, but what caused her even more headache was the next incident.

"Sister Yuntang." Shu Yu cheekily rubbed against her again.

Yuntang focused on the dumpling in his hand, and didn't have the slightest intention to talk to Shuyu.

"Sister Yuntang, I really have nothing to do with Brother Jinghu, don't listen to Qinghuan's nonsense." Shu Yu continued.

"..."

"Then you say, is it my fault that I'm beautiful? They all like to send me those sour love poems, I... I just gave them a few laughs, I really didn't have anything to do with them. "

"..." Yuntang still didn't look up.

Shuyu didn't care that Yuntang's hands were still sticking to the flour, and directly took Yuntang's hands, and with all her strength, she turned around and held her in her arms, half leaning over to press Yuntang against the kitchen counter.

"Presumptuous, have you forgotten who taught you Kung Fu?" Yun Tang said coldly.

Shu Yu put his lips very close to Yun Tang's ear, and said with a smile: "I haven't forgotten, Sister Yun Tang. It's you, you always ignore me. How long has it been since you came to see me? Don't you miss me? Hmm ?”

There was a trace of coldness in Yuntang's gaze, and a trace of sadness: "Shu Yu, don't be so presumptuous again."

Shuyu bit Yuntang's earlobe, and said vaguely while licking and biting: "You still don't believe me."

Yuntang blushed half of his face, and turned his head sideways, avoiding Shu Yu's intimacy: "I believe you? What do I believe in you? I believe that you can not be so ostentatious, stop hooking up with others, or believe that you are the pride of the royal family. Girl, what possibility can you give me?"

"I like you. I told you a year ago that I like you." Shu Yu turned her head and looked into Yuntang's eyes seriously.

"How many people have you liked?" Yun Tang looked away, raised his hand, and gently pushed Shu Yu away.

Shu Yu clasped Yun Tang tightly in his arms with one hand, pinched Yun Tang's chin with the other hand, and kissed her hard.

Yuntang didn't resist, but he didn't respond either, as if he was conniving a child to misbehave.

Shuyu bit Yuntang's soft lips, wishing to swallow it into her stomach.She rolled and gnawed wantonly on Yuntang's lips, almost biting Yuntang's lips, even if she was about to bite them, she would not stop.

The scene of two beautiful women embracing each other in the kitchen makes people blush and heartbeat, and there is an ambiguous fanaticism in the air.

Yuntang finally pushed Shuyu away, her lips were red, swollen and moist from the kiss, like delicate flower petals wetted by dew.

"Are you still angry?" Shu Yu asked cautiously while panting lightly.

Yun Tang straightened out the messy skirt, but her complexion softened.After a while, she spoke:

"have you eaten?"

Surprised in Shu Yu's eyes, he quickly responded, "Not yet."

"Sit while you sit, and I'll serve you a bowl of noodles first." Yun Tang put aside the work of making dumplings, wiped her hands, and went to the kitchen counter to cook the noodles.

Shu Yu sat on the side obediently, recalling Yuntang's soft lips just now, and smiled: "Sister Yuntang, you are really suitable to be a wife."

Yun Tang said lightly: "Yes, I wipe the ass of my husband who always likes to make trouble every day."

Shu Yu blushed, but she seemed to like this metaphor very much, and continued: "Actually, you also know that I just like to deal with people. In fact, I like you the most. Sister Yuntang, otherwise, will you marry me?" ?”

"There's no such possibility, so stop dreaming." Yun Tang was seven years older than Shu Yu, and of course his mind was not as pure as Shu Yu's, so he wouldn't respond to such jokes.

"Otherwise, you can marry me. You wear men's clothes, and I will bring you back to the imperial city and ask my father to make you my son-in-law." Shu Yu laughed.

"Impossible. If you want a son-in-law, Hongfei Pavilion will take one back." Yuntang said coldly.

Shu Yu stood up, wrapped her arms around Yuntang, and put her lips to Yuntang's ear: "I don't want anyone...I want you...marry me..."

Yuntang blushed, but she was still taking care of the noodles in the pot.She was silent.

Qinghuan and Bianzi decided to write couplets together first, and hand over the kitchen to Yuntang first.

While Bianzi was just writing the couplets, Shuyu came to Rongku Pavilion, where he left the half-written couplets.When he went back with Qing Huan, he found that Nan Yang was actually sitting in his seat, looking at the dozen red papers.

Qing Huan couldn't help laughing: "Master, can't you take a break? Running around here and there, must you find something to do?"

Nan Yang looked up at her, and said calmly, "Did you finish making the dumplings?"

"Yes, I made some dumplings. This year I wrapped some copper coins in the dumplings, let's see who is lucky enough to eat them." Qing Huan said with a smile.

Nan Yang pointed to the half-written couplet on the table: "Zi Chan, did you write this?"

Bianzi nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I only wrote the first couplet, and Shuyu came here before I finished writing..."

"It's well written," Nan Yang nodded approvingly, "Qing Huan, you write the second couplet."

Qing Huan raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at the upper half of the couplet, which read: "The door welcomes happiness and the joy welcomes the door"

Smiling lightly, it was still Palindrome, so she stepped forward, took a pen, and wrote on another piece of red paper:

"The house is full of spring breeze and the house is full of spring"

Bianzi laughed: "Qing Huan, your literary talent is still the same, not fresh and refined at all."

"Senior brother, where is the freshness and refinement of the couplet you wrote?" Qing Huan snorted coldly, "Besides, it's Chinese New Year. It's Chinese New Year. It's only suitable for the occasion if it's vulgar."

Nan Yang said: "Qing Huan is right."

Bianzi murmured angrily: "If you have a room full of women, just bully me... bully me..."

Nan Yang didn't take advantage of it, took a piece of red paper, took the pen from Qing Huan's hand, looked at Qing Huan, smiled, and wrote a horizontal note on it:

happy life

The pen is strong and powerful, and the strokes are thick and domineering. It is worthy of the words written by the dignified Lord of the North.

"A lifetime of happiness..." Qing Huan slowly recited those four words in her mouth, and just by reciting, she felt like a ray of sunshine poured into her heart, which was warm.

Nan Yang put down his pen, and seemed to be quite satisfied with his literary talents: "Take it and paste it on the door lintel."

Qing Huan carefully picked up the piece of red paper, carefully looked at the beautiful font, for a long time, said: "Master, otherwise, I will take this one back and keep it, why don't you write another one?"

"What nonsense, why don't you take it to the entrance of the main hall of Rongku Pavilion and post it?" Nan Yang smiled slightly, "I'm still waiting to eat dumplings at night."

"But, now is not the time to eat dumplings...it will take another two days..." Bian Zi took advantage of his weakness.

"Master said to eat, let's eat tonight." Qing Huan blocked Bian Zicheng's words rather domineeringly.

"Oh... okay..." Bianzi took the upper and lower couplets obediently, and went to the entrance of the main hall with Qinghuan to post the couplets.

After Qinghuan posted the couplets, she ran non-stop to see the large batch of New Year's goods that Yuntang brought back a few days ago.Yuntang is also a good housekeeper, taking care of everything, paper-cutting, palace lanterns, firecrackers, fireworks, and a few new bright red clothes that are particularly festive.

Qing Huan turned over the pile of things with a smile.She is actually a lively person, and if given the chance, she would also like to go down the mountain to see the flourishing rivers and lakes written in the book.But as long as she can remember, she has stayed in this white Beifei Mountain. Seeing such a large number of red and bright New Year's goods now makes her really feel the atmosphere of the world.

She might really not be suitable to stay in such a quiet place.However, when Master is here, she will be here all her life.

Qing Huan's hand suddenly touched a dark brown paper bag, and she picked it up curiously. The bag was very narrow and long.She stuffed her fingers into it, took a bamboo stick, and pulled out the contents.

It is a bunch of bright red candied haws.

Fortunately, the weather in Beijing is cold, and the candied haws have not melted after staying here for so long.

She saw candied haws for the first time.It's really the same as written in the book.

and many more……

No...it's not the first time she saw...

Something flashed across his mind, and there was a figure in white clothes, much taller than her.The surrounding environment seemed very noisy, like on the street, the man was holding a bunch of candied haws similar to this one, and stuffed them whole into his mouth.

Immediately, it was gone.

Is it an illusion?

Qing Huan stared blankly at the candied haws in his hand for a long time, then lowered his head and took a bite.

The thick icing and the sour hawthorn are very delicious, crunchy and soft, sweet and greasy.

Qing Huan chewed slowly, she had eaten, she had eaten before.

For some reason, as she chewed, the corners of her eyes became sour, and she suddenly had the urge to cry.

It seems... the person who fed her candied haws back then doesn't want her anymore.