little son-in-law

Passing through the troubles of Yun Qingchuan in the middle, the first month passed unknowingly in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, it entered February. At this time, the stinging sting has passed, and the spring equinox has not yet arrived. If we put it in previous years, we should be able to see snakes and insects coming out It’s active, and I can find some wild vegetables when I go down to the field. The strong young man has enough firepower to change out the cotton-padded clothes and trousers. There is not a single spore, and now you can still see remnant snow in places that are shaded all the year round.

It was February [-]nd, and the old people in the town said that when the dragon raised its head on February [-]nd, it must rain. Mo Nanjin didn’t know if there were any dragons, but the weather must be bad today, so he knew it well. Just like getting up today, the sky is cloudy.

After February [-], even if the winter is over, the work in the field must be picked up again. The common people plant the land just to hope that the weather will be good and the whole family will be full, so on February [-], prepare It is essential to offer sacrifices to the Dragon King and the Lord of the Earth. An interesting thing in Yunzhou is that the Dragon King and the Lord of the Earth are enshrined in a temple. The small temple in Nanshan Town is located in the woods at the foot of the mountain to the north of the town. On the side, there is only a small room.

In the past, Yuyang and Mingyue took care of these things, but now they are gone, Mo Nanjin originally wanted to be lazy and hide in the past, pretending nothing happened, but yesterday a neighbor came to the door and said that they want to go there together The Mo family had to follow along with the preparations. Fortunately, it was not a particularly troublesome thing. The rice cakes and red dates were ready-made. With Xiao Mo's help, Mo Nanjin made some dumplings and made some fried rice. Serve a whole chicken, a full six plates, and a pot of homemade rice wine, it looks very good.

Xiao Mo and Ming Ting went together. Since the incident, the family has almost never left Mo Nanjin alone. Whenever they go out, there must be someone by their side. This time, a few families who live nearby greeted them to go together. , there is naturally the Sun family inside.Wei Yu'er gave birth to a child, and it's not yet a full moon. Aunt Sun is still doing the worship of the Dragon King and the Lord of the Earth. The point here is that the daughter's family who has not left the cabinet generally does not get involved in these things.

The relationship between the Sun family and the Mo family has obviously weakened a lot now, especially Ye Qing, the two families live next to each other with only a wall separating them, Ye Qing used to come over whenever he had something to do, and his relationship with Xiao Mo is especially good, now it is different Let’s not talk about door-to-door, just meet on the road, say hello, bow your head and walk quickly, but Aunt Sun’s attitude has not changed significantly. I can see it.

Before arriving at the temple, there was still a short mountain road to go, which was not very smooth, so Mo Nanjin offered to help Aunt Sun.

Aunt Sun smiled, seeing that everyone around was joking and no one was paying attention to them, she sighed again, and said in a low voice: "Brother Jin, your brother Ye Qing is young and ignorant, don't be as knowledgeable as him." Sincerely treat their family well, she has lived such an old age, and if she can't tell the difference, it's a joke, but my son really doesn't know what to say. He came home two days ago and said that their shopkeeper secretly told him, Tell him to stay away from Mo's house this time, and be careful not to get into trouble.

Mo Nanjin smiled and said: "Ma'am, Ye Qing has his difficulties, I know it, and you don't have to be caught in the middle."

Aunt Sun nodded, and went up the stairs with Mo Nanjin's support, "You are a sensible person, so I won't say much, by the way, Yuyang has been walking for a while, have you been there yet?"

"Here we are, the road is safe." Two days ago, I received news that Yuyang and the others had already entered the capital.

"That's good. I haven't been back for several years. I must stay longer this time, right?"

Before Mo Nanjin could answer, the temple arrived. It was usually remote and deserted, but today was the busiest day of the year. The inside and outside of the temple had obviously been cleaned, and the dead leaves were piled up under the corner of the wall.

Mo Nanjin and the others went in with the crowd, placed offerings, and lit a stick of incense. The room was too small to accommodate many people. After the worship, they quickly packed up their things and followed them out.

Xiaopang and a group of children of similar age kicked shuttlecocks in the open space in front of the temple. When he saw Mo Nanjin, he shouted: "Uncle Mo." His voice was so loud that everyone around him looked at him. Xiaopang was embarrassed Smiling, touching his forehead, he walked quickly to Mo Nanjin's side.

Mo Nanjin told the others to go first without waiting for him.

"When did you come back from grandma's house?" Mo Nanjin asked with a lowered head and a smile, he had heard what happened from Su Weiyang a long time ago, and knew that this time it was thanks to Xiaopang, so he came to the door to thank him one night, but Shopkeeper Yun insisted I didn't know about it, and said that Xiaopang was not at home.

Xiao Pang smiled and said, "It's been four or five days. Uncle Mo, are you alright?"

"It's okay, thanks to you this time."

Xiaopang grinned, and felt that he had done a great deed. He really wanted to praise others, but his father told him not to speak out, and said that if he did, he would beat him to death when he returned. He, it's very uncomfortable to hold back.

There were drops of rain on the blue and white stone slabs, Ming Ting said: "Master, it's raining, let's go back first."

"Little Fatty, will you come with us?"

Fatty agreed, waved with the other companions, and took the initiative to hold Mo Nanjin's hand.

The child's hand was soft and fleshy, but Mo Nanjin held it instead. Before he got home, it started raining, not too heavy, like cow hair.

"Come to Uncle's house to avoid the rain first, and leave later, Uncle will cook you something delicious."

Children are mostly greedy, especially those like Xiaopang, otherwise they would not be able to raise such a good meat, so now when he hears that there is something delicious, he will not let his father tell him not to run to Mo's house. I forgot to go to the sky, so I agreed without any hesitation.

Rongxi, Nangong Qiuhu and Nangong Jingshen were all there, and Mo Nanjin led the people into the house. Xiaopang felt a little guilty when he saw that no one in the room knew him.

"It's okay, I'll take you to play with my younger brothers." Mo Nanjin comforted him softly.

"The two of them are studying in the back." Nangong Jing told him in a deep voice.

Seeing that they still had something to discuss, Mo Nanjin said, "Go on, I'll take Xiaopang to the back to play."

Nangong Qiuhu heard the name and asked, "Is this the child?"

Xiaopang secretly glanced at the person who spoke, he was pretty, and everyone in this room was pretty.

Mo Nanjin smiled and said, "Yes, that's him."

Nangong Qiuhu saw that the child was chubby, simple and cute, and he had saved Mo Nanjin, so he was very pleasing to the eye, "He is a good boy, let's go play."

Mo Nanjin led the people away, and the conversation in the room resumed. He vaguely heard something about Mu Qiao. He seemed to have heard the name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Jing Zhi and Xing Zhi were naturally happy when they saw someone coming to play, Mo Nanjin brought them a lot of snacks and snacks, and told the three children not to go out in the rain, and make a cup of tea to see Su Weiyang.

Su Weiyang was writing a letter in the room, when she saw Mo Nanjin enter the door and greeted her, her hands didn't stop.

Mo Nanjin put down the tea, sat aside, waited for him to finish writing and stamped the seal, and then asked: "Is the court busy?" It looked like an official document.

Su Weiyang held the tea bowl in her hand, flicked the tea leaves floating on it and said: "It's nothing, just ask my opinion on some things routinely."

Mo Nanjin joked: "Yeah, I forgot that you are now the prime minister." Occasionally seeing him talking about business, he spoke with more air than before.

While drinking tea, Su Weiyang took the time to stare at him.

Mo Nanjin laughed and asked, "Is there anything else going on down there? It's okay, help me in the kitchen."

Su Weiyang Youzai Youzai has no intention of getting up, and solemnly declares: "It's okay, but I'm a guest."

Mo Nanjin reached out and pulled him: "Whoever treats you as a guest, hurry up and help, or you won't have lunch."

Su Weiyang complained: "I haven't seen anyone treat guests like this." Having said that, she finally stood up.

Mo Nanjin pulled him to help, but there was not much work, he just wanted to find someone to talk to, Xiao Mo and Ming Ting went to clean the room, and sprinkled some powder to repel snakes, insects, rats and ants, after Yuyang and the others left, Mo Nan Jin always felt empty at home, now that Nangong Jingshen and Su Weiyang are here, they can fill some of it.

Su Weiyang washed her hands, Mo Nanjin had already brought soaked dates and glutinous rice.

"What is this for? Drink porridge?"

Mo Nanjin took a pair of scissors and came over to demonstrate, and replied: "Today, I steamed glutinous rice dates, picked out the date core, and filled them with glutinous rice. You do it first, and I'll cut the lamb. It's raining today and it's very humid. Shall I have braised mutton noodles for lunch?"

"There's nothing wrong with it." Su Weiyang stared at the jujube in her hand, and cut it in half with the scissors.

Going to the market two days ago, it was rare to see someone selling fresh mutton. Mo Nanjin bought two big pieces and kept them frozen outside without eating them. Today, a little guest at home just made them.

Mo Nanjin cut the mutton into pieces, stir-fried with onion, ginger, soy sauce, soybean paste and carrots, added water and rice wine, covered the pot and simmered over high heat. Let the noodles dry on the panel first, watch the pot open, put a small amount of firewood, and collect the juice over low heat.

At this time, Su Weiyang has already made perfect practice, and has filled most of the bowl with glutinous rice and jujube.

After Nangong Jingshen finished discussing things in the main room, she could smell the fragrance from the kitchen from a long distance away. As soon as she entered the door, she saw the two people sitting opposite each other, chatting and laughing non-stop while doing something in their hands. The scene was warm Too good to be destroyed.

"Are you done with your business?" Seeing him, Mo Nanjin asked with a smile, with a natural and intimate attitude.

After a brief pause, Nangong Jing smiled deeply: "Well, what are you doing? It smells so fragrant?"

"Wash your hands and come here together, hurry up if there are more people. Xiaopang will go back early after eating early, so that his family won't worry."

The Mo family’s lunch time today is still early as usual, there is a small guest on the dining table, the thick noodles, topped with thick miso soup and large pieces of soft rotten mutton, it looks bold, there are still some on the plate on the table Chopped chives, blanched cabbage, tofu and bean sprouts, you can add whatever you want.

Xiaopang was a little cautious at the beginning of the table, but it tasted much better. Mo Nanjin deliberately added a large spoonful of meat to his bowl.Chubby's face was buried in the bowl, and the corners of his mouth and cheeks were covered with soup.The glutinous rice jujube steamed with honey on Mo Nanjin is not particularly sweet, and it is soft and hot in the mouth. The big bowl was brought home for him to eat slowly, and he was given a good ancient jade peace talisman.

The Yun family's first restaurant in the capital was very large, and they were very determined this time, and they were willing to invest. They spent more than 1000 silver just to buy the upper and lower storefronts near the river. The 3000 taels of silver did not stop, but the effect was not as good as it seemed. When it first opened, not many people knew about it, but it was still possible to take a [-]% full seat. Yun’s food is good, and the duck dish is a must. , Many people who have heard of it are famous and come here to taste it. A group of business friends that Yun Qingchuan made in the capital often bring people here. Take your time, it will always be fine, but it’s good now, the restaurant has been open for more than a month, but there are fewer and fewer people. Their wages are not enough.

The Yun family has been doing business for generations, if they can't even see this abnormality, Yun Qingchuan really doesn't have to come out to mess around, the official sent three times a day to their door, either to check this, or that, sometimes even arresting customers to ask questions In this way, no one dares to come to eat, and even the silk shop is not going well. Recently, a batch of high-quality materials have just been shipped from the south of the Yangtze River. If you want to stay on the ship to check, the material is under pressure, but people just don't check, just waste there, and don't even pay attention to giving money or gifts. No matter how you look at it, there is something strange about it.

Yun Qingchuan ran around all over the place these days. He couldn't even enter the yamen that he had managed before. The group of people who once called him brothers and brothers, and didn't even go to the brothel to drink flowers and wine, avoided seeing them like an appointment. He couldn't help it. Therefore, she could only find Yun Ziyi's current husband's family—the Zheng family.

The Zheng family is regarded as an imperial merchant, and many of the jobs they take over are palace errands. Although the person Yun Ziyi married is not the head of the family, he is also the cousin of the head of the family, and they are not far behind.

Yun Ziyi's husband is called Zheng Lin. He is about forty years old, with round face and thin eyes. He looks very ordinary, but he can be regarded as a shrewd person. When he met Yun Qingchuan, Nian revealed that for the sake of his in-laws, their family provoked People who can't be messed with, this kind of news spreads the fastest in the business circle of the capital. Now it's too late for every family to hide, and the people don't fight with the officials. Lin couldn't explain it clearly, and his family couldn't figure out the details.