The little man on the apex

Yan Heyi is quite talented in cooking. After making steamed buns a few times, she has roughly mastered the method of steaming steamed buns. Although the steamed buns are not very authentic, at least all of them can be steamed very plumply. , white and plump, just looking at it makes me happy.

Yuan Xi said that the steamed buns this time already have a very homely taste, if the flour is finer, there will be no difference.

If it is done, I will go to the town to buy refined flour the next day.

Yuanxi inserted a steamed bun with chopsticks, and accompanied Yan Heyi to make red date paste in the kitchen while gnawing on it. The jujube trees in the village had a bumper harvest, and the dates were endless, so they steamed them together with the steamed bun, which happened to be steamed into date paste for Yuanxi to make Jujube cake to eat.

"Why don't you eat some vegetables to accompany it?" Yan Heyi talked to Yuan Xi while making jujube paste, "Isn't loofah fried on the stove?"

"No need," Yuan Xi put the half-eaten steamed bun to Yan Heyi's mouth, "It's very good to eat like this, it's sweet, sir, you can taste it."

Yan Heyi didn't dislike him either, she took a bite according to where Yuan Xi gnawed, and chewed carefully, it was indeed somewhat sweet, and the more she chewed, the sweeter it became.

"Is Xianggong's handicraft very good?"

"Well," Yuan Xi stood on tiptoe and kissed Yan Heyi on the cheek, "Sister-in-law is so kind."

Before the jujube paste was ready, Yuan Xi ate the whole steamed bun, shouted tired again, ran to the back room to rest, the dumpling hesitated for a moment, and followed Yuan Xi out of the kitchen.

After steaming the steamed buns, Yan Heyi estimated that they could be eaten for several days, so Yan Heyi put the jujube paste away and prepared to make them in a few days.

While tidying up the kitchen, Yuan Xi ran in holding the bag given by the lady who sold water chestnuts when she bought water chestnuts last time, and waved at Yan Heyi, "Sir, our family has a bigger cloth bag than this one." Is it?"

"I'll look for it for you," Yan Heyi thought for a while, and found a linen bag from the kitchen cabinet, "This is the bag for red dates and longan when we got married last time, see if it's big enough .”

Unfolding the cloth bag, it can almost hold several dumplings. Yuan Xi took it and gestured for it, then nodded with satisfaction, "It's big enough, my lord."

Only then did Yan Heyi pat the back of Yuanxi's head, and asked softly, "What do you need such a big cloth bag for?"

"It's nothing." Yuan Xi opened the cloth bag and shook vigorously, "I just want to know what we have in our house."

He turned around and opened the top shelf of the cabinet on tiptoe, "After all, we are... all married, and I can't just not worry about everything. I can just rely on my husband, and I have to share the burden with him." share."

Yan Heyi took the big cloth bag folded into small squares in Yuan Xi's hand, "Do you want to put it all in this grid?"

"Yes," Yuan Xi nodded, but still didn't look at him, "The cloth pockets that people give you when you buy things like this are all put together and put away, so you won't be able to find them when you need them."

Yan Heyi put her arm on Yuanxi's shoulder, and gently embraced him, "Our little Yuanxi is going to preside over Zhonggu, and become a virtuous husband?"

Yuan Xi held Yan Heyi's hand, turned around and put his head on his shoulder, "I just think that a virtuous husband is more suitable for a husband."

"What crazy words are you talking about?" Yan Heyi lightly twisted Yuanxi's ear, "I don't care for any virtuous husband, as long as Yuanxi is a lazy pig."

Yuan Xi broke free from Yan Heyi's arm, lowered his eyelids and said, "Who is the little lazy pig?"

"By the way, my husband, do you still remember the jade plaque I gave you when I first came here?"

"Naturally remember."

"Where did you put it? I want to see it."

If Yuan Xi hadn't mentioned it, Yan Heyi would have almost forgotten the jade plaque of peace. He took Yuan Xi's hand to the back room, and found a wooden box from the innermost part of the closet. After opening it, there was a smaller wooden box inside. Open the box again, and you will find Yuanxi's Ping An jade tablet, which is carefully wrapped with a piece of silk.

Yuan Xi opened the silk cloth, and gently stroked the jade tablet with his fingertips, frowning slightly, wondering what he was thinking.

Yan Heyi felt that Yuanxi was really homesick. When other people got married, their parents were there to take care of them. Yuanxi must have imagined the scene of her own marriage when she was a child. Although she didn't know whether it was a gong to open the way for ten miles to welcome the bride, or a half street full of happy people, in short, Not like myself.

Some time ago, the two were busy getting married, and it was the time when they were tired, and Yuan Xi was not too homesick. After the days calmed down, and it was such a late autumn, it was inevitable that he would feel a little uncomfortable.

"Yuanxi, shall we go out and fly a kite? Or, shall I accompany you on the swing?"

Yuan Xi shook his head, carefully wrapped the jade pendant and put it in the box, "Sir, put this away."

Yan Heyi put the wooden box containing the jade pendant back into the closet, and then she heard Yuan Xi say: "My husband hasn't practiced martial arts today, the sun is so nice outside, let's go to the yard to practice."

When you feel sad, it's not good to be bored all the time. Seeing that Yuanxi was willing to go out, Yan Heyi quickly agreed, and went with him to the yard with the two big stone blocks.

Yuan Xi was swinging leisurely on the swing, running over from time to time "deng, deng, deng" to wipe Yan Heyi's sweat with a cotton handkerchief.

"Master, can you do the moves that brother Hongxi taught you again? It's like holding a stone pier, and then standing on one foot and turning around."

Seeing that Yuanxi was very interested, Yan Heyi was also willing to make him happy, and she never responded to his request. She did those moves several times earnestly, and she broke out in a solid sweat, and her outer shirt was wet.

After practicing for more than two hours, Yan Heyi almost lost his strength, and Yuan Xi "let go" of him.

Then, Yuan Xi lit a fire next to the stove and cooked millet porridge with Yan Heyi, saying that he was tired today, and millet porridge could help people sleep well.

The sky was getting dark, and Yan Heyi was about to prepare water for bathing, when Yuanxi suddenly remembered that there was a book of words left at Zhou Ziyu's house, and it was when Yan Heyi and Yan Heyi quietly bought it in the bookstore when they were shopping in the town before getting married.

He said he wanted Yan Heyi to read it to him before going to bed, and then dragged Yan Heyi across half of the village, and went to Zhou Ziyu's house to get a script.

This story book is about the story between a scholar and a magnificent oiran. There are inevitably some leaky descriptions in it, and the illustrations in the middle are also the kind that cannot be easily shown. Yan Heyi has read this kind of book, but read it aloud. This kind of thing is still quite embarrassing.

After reading half of the book, Yan Heyi felt a little hot and unbearable, and Yuan Xi moved back and forth in her arms, rubbing him almost everywhere, and was about to put the book down and act out the above illustrations with him, but Yuan Xi didn't If he is willing, he must rely on him to finish reading the script.

Guessing that Haishi was already past, Yan Heyi finally finished reading the script, and she couldn't bear it any longer, "Little ancestor, this time... can you come?"

After getting the answer she wanted, Yan Heyi swiftly threw the script on the bedside table, turned over and sat astride.

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Yuan Xi was particularly interested today, and obediently catered to Yan Heyi. The two turned over several times just by turning over. By the time Yan Heyi was lying beside Yuan Xi, panting, it was almost midnight.

Boil water, bathe...

When the little ancestor was washed and carried to bed, Yan Heyi had no strength left, so she got into the bed and hugged him, and soon fell asleep.

"Sir, are you asleep?"

In a daze, Yan Heyi seemed to hear Yuan Xi calling him, but he was so tired that he didn't know if he answered him, so he couldn't remember anything.

The roosters in the yard crowed first. Since the roosters learned to crow, they seemed to be competing with Aunt Gu’s rooster. They crowed half a quarter earlier than others. They crowed for a long time with their heads held high, and the genius just turned white. .

Yan Heyi felt sore all over, moved her eyelids slightly, touched her bosom habitually, then turned to grab the person next to her.

He stretched his arms a few times without touching Yuan Xi, and then he whispered from his throat: "Yuan Xi?"

She must have gone to the official room. Yan Heyi closed her eyes again and fell into a coma for a while. When she opened her eyes again, she saw that Yuan Xi hadn't come back, so she panicked. She sat up and put on a coat, and shouted outside:

"Yuanxi—Yuanxi—"

No response yet.

Could it be possible to go to Aunt Gu's house?

Yan Heyi put on her clothes, shoes and socks, first searched around the kitchen and the backyard, and then asked Aunt Gu who had just left the house through the fence.

Aunt Gu probably just woke up, she rubbed her eyes, "I didn't see Yuanxi, did you go to find Ziyu?"

"Go to Ziyu's house to pick up books at night. Aunt Zhou said that Ziyu is in town with Zhao Jing."

"Where can I go then?"

Yan Heyi rubbed her drowsy head, "It's okay, maybe the child from the same private school has gone crazy, I'll look for it."

"I'll go with you."

"No need, Aunt Gu," Yan Heyi waved her hand, "It's not a milk doll anymore, it's so easy to lose it, I'll just go by myself."

It was quite cold in the morning, Aunt Gu wrapped her clothes around her body, "Sure, if you can't find it, call me again."

Yan Heyi thanked Aunt Gu, and was about to close the door to look for her, when she suddenly sneezed, then pushed the door open again, preparing to add a thin jacket, and also brought one for Yuan Xi.

This little guy is reckless, if he doesn't take out the thick clothes, he must not know how to wear them on his own initiative.

Opening the closet, the inside has been turned into a mess, and many clothes are tangled together, Yan Heyi thought to herself, the little ancestor has benefited, knowing that he has to find thick clothes to wear.

He didn't pay too much attention to it, he roughly put his clothes back, then took out his jacket and put it on, looking for Yuan Xi's urgent matter, the closet can be tidied up later.

Yan Heyi turned to go out, and suddenly noticed a note lying on the table beside the bed.

I didn't see it just now.

For some reason, Yan Heyi immediately felt uneasy. He squeezed his fingertips tightly, then walked over and picked up the note.

In the first line above, it seems that the word "brother" was written, but somehow it was crossed out and changed to "Xianggong".

In the end, the first line became the three characters "Yan Heyi".

"Yan Heyi: I went to a far away place to be the husband of a wealthy family. You can find another marriage. You have only been married for a few days, and it is still new. You won't miss your husband.

don't read. "

This piece of paper was torn from that story book, and the picture on it was very clear, and it happened to be the scene when the scholar and the oiran were undressing and having fun in the brothel.