bright moon goes west

Heng'e didn't sleep well last night, and during the day Chen Xi grabbed her from head to toe and tortured her again. When she opened her eyes, it was already midnight, and she moved her body. "Are you awake?" Chen Xi looked at Hang'e with a smile. Hang'e, who had just woken up, had a blushing face, slightly red and swollen eyes with a bit of mist, and the shimmering light was very cute and cute.

Heng'e turned her face away angrily, not wanting to look at Chen Xi again.

"What a delicate baby!" Chen Xi smiled and hugged her into his arms.It was only then that Heng'e realized that she was not only refreshed, but even put on a soft nightgown. She was secretly annoyed, she had slept too deeply, and she was not vigilant at all.

"Are you hungry or not, first drink a cup of bird's nest to pad your stomach, and I'll let someone set the meal." Heng'e pushed Chen Xi away and handed it to her lips, her sweet and glutinous voice was slightly hoarse: "I want a glass of water to rinse my mouth. "

"Delicate." Chen Xi rang the bell, helped Heng'e up from her arms, let her lean on the head of the bed, and stuffed a big pillow behind her.

Fei Qiong led a row of maidservants in, and when the warm towels were applied to her face, Heng'e felt so comfortable that she wanted to sigh, wipe her face, rinse her mouth, and comb her hair... Only then did Hang'e feel alive.

Chen Xi, who was made rough by the maids, had no choice but to order his servants to bring over another cup of warm bird's nest.Before Chen Xi could make a move, Suiyu took the bird's nest, Hang'e ate half of the cup and rinsed her mouth again.

After a year, he was once again forced to watch Heng'e's daily life at close range for half an hour. Chen Xi, who was so bored waiting, secretly counted. many lines.

As the saying goes, three generations can see food, four generations can see through it, and five generations can read articles. The Chen family really started to prosper from the generation of Grandpa Chen Xi. It is only with deep background that a delicate and expensive baby like Cui Heng'e can be raised.

Chen Xi couldn't help recalling the second day when he and Hang'e bridal chamber held candles, the sky was slightly bright, and Heng'e uttered a cry, and a dozen girls came in one after another, those carrying handkerchiefs, those carrying copper basins, those carrying tea, and those carrying flowers It was revealed that there was a dazzling array of bottles and cans, but every servant was in an orderly manner, not even a single sound was leaked.Chen Xi, who claimed to have seen countless big scenes, was dumbfounded, and for a moment he didn't know how to let go.

A self-deprecating and complacent smile appeared on the corners of Chen Xi's lips, and she watched Heng'e finish cleaning before ordering the servants to prepare the meal.

A long table was carried into the bedroom, and the maids came up with plates, and it was full in a short while.There are six snacks on the table, four cold dishes, eight hot dishes, one stewed dish, and one clear soup. , rouge goose breast, spicy belly shreds, mixed cucumber, tiger skin chicken feet, boiled cabbage heart, soy sauce chicken, stuffed tofu, Longjing shrimp, steamed turbot, fried lotus root slices, rouge radish, abalone rice , stewed elbow with ham, Longjing clam and bamboo fungus soup, two bowls of red bean porridge, and a crystal plate of fruit.

Heng'e took a chopstick of her favorite goose breast with rouge, and she looked slightly surprised: "Isn't this dish made by the cook I brought here?"

This is eaten? !Chen Xi laughed and teased Heng'e: "You are such a long-standing gourmet, with such a tricky tongue! The dishes on this table are made by a master chef I just invited over last month. He is very good at cooking Cantonese dishes. Okay. What, is there something wrong?" He then picked up a chopstick of rouge goose breast, but he didn't notice any difference.

"The pickled roselle is put in the dish, which is slightly sweeter than usual, but it has a special flavor." Hang'e picked up a few chopsticks and mixed cucumbers, soy sauce chicken, and fried lotus root slices. These dishes are delicious. But what surprised her the most was the stuffed tofu with water shield, which was very delicious.It's just that it's not the season to eat water shield. It is expected that this master chef has a unique secret skill for preserving water shield.She picked fried tofu three times in a row.

When Heng'e eats vegetables, she never picks up the same dish more than three times. Now she frequently picks up this stuffed tofu dish. Chen Xi knows that Heng'e is very satisfied with the master's craftsmanship. He smiled and told his servants Said: "Go to appreciate the music master for ten silver dollars, and say that the dishes he cooks are very suitable for the young lady's appetite."

Heng'e ate another half bowl of red bean porridge, and put down the chopsticks: "Where did the young master invite the master to have such high cooking skills? It's rare that he can cook a few dishes without knowing the master's taste." So chic."

Chen Xi showed a bit of complacency, and this slightly childish expression diluted the majesty and sternness that was always on his face: "I was afraid that I would just swallow the jujube in your heart before, and everyone said that you should treat each other with admiration for three days. , are you surprised?"

Heng'e let out a chuckle: "You didn't swallow jujubes whole, but Zhu Bajie ate ginseng fruit—eat it but didn't know its taste."

"Eat more if you like it, and see how thin you have become." Chen Xi's eyes were as warm as the warm sun in winter, "Eat slowly, I will go to the military camp and hand over the official duties in my hands. I will walk around with you tomorrow."

Hang'e put down the chopsticks, and was about to get up to send Chen Xi off, but he pressed his shoulder firmly and gently: "You eat your meal, don't send me off, I will come back tomorrow morning to pick you up." Heng'e kissed her on the cheek.

Heng'e hugged Chen Xi's waist and acted like a baby: "Young commander, don't forget to promise me."

Two people talking and laughing together to eat, instead of always putting on a stereotyped appearance of "eating without talking, sleeping without talking", this is a picture he has imagined countless times in his mind. Xi couldn't bear to refuse, he pinched the tip of Heng'e's small nose, and promised: "I'll do this tonight."

A sweet smile appeared on the corner of Heng'e's mouth: "I heard that Qingfangzhai's pea yellow and chestnut cakes are very delicious. The young commander will bring me some back tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Chen Xi agreed, with a trace of reluctance in his gentle eyes: "Wait for me to come back." Seeing Heng'e nodding obediently, he strode out of the bedroom.

After eating, Heng'e leaned on the sofa to look through the ledger, while Ruibai flicked the beads on the abacus. Zaoxiu and Jichun, one of them reported the numbers on the ledger clearly, and the other calculated according to Ruibai. The numbers that come out are written and drawn.

Unknowingly, an hour passed, Heng'e closed the account book, took the lotus leaf hawthorn tea for digestion, and drank more than half a cup.

Suiyu told her to finish her work, and whispered back about a farce in the house during the day.

"Master, when you were asleep, the Bai family led Bai Pingting to kneel in the hall, tearfully clamoring to see you, saying that they wanted to kowtow to you to admit your mistake. Steward Chen tied his hands and feet, and the young commander went to the hall, threatening to kill you." Selling their whole family to Africa together will stop."

Heng'e fiddled with the fingers of the small gourd bracelet inlaid with beeswax inlaid with turquoise and falling south red agate in her hand, and seemed to sigh: "It's a pity for that girl."

Seeing her, Suiyu seemed a little worried, and joked: "Master, even if he wants to take pity on Xiangyu, can he still love me first? I heard from Sister Feiqiong that the girl from the Bai family is very arrogant and rude. How can you blame a man for treating her as a throwaway thing for being a concubine for others."

Seeing that the girl's words became more and more outrageous, Heng'e raised her eyebrows, and said in a serious manner: "This is what a young girl like you should say?!"

"Your servant made a slip of the tongue, please punish me master." Sui Yu hurriedly knelt and pleaded guilty.

"Forget it, let's not take this as an example." Suiyu has a quick-talking and lively personality, as long as she doesn't violate any taboos, Heng'e has always been tolerant of her. "You don't have to worry about the Bai family's affairs. Jenny is there to urge the Lin family to make an appointment for the nearest wedding."

The weather in winter changed from time to time, and the sun was still shining brightly at noon. When Mrs. Cui returned to Cui's mansion, a thick layer of snow had already fallen.

Mrs. Cui took off her overcoat and handed it to the servants. She was wearing a fashionable dark green velvet half-arm cheongsam and black high-heeled shoes. , the domineering beauty of her appearance became more and more elegant and graceful with the passage of time, and the pair of raised phoenix eyes were even more imposing when the eyebrows were raised.

Master Cui was reading the newspaper in the living room, and when he saw Mrs. Cui coming in, he snorted coldly: "It's really outrageous to be so fashionable at such a young age."

Madam Cui looked over lightly, took a sip of the coffee brought up by the servants, and said with a sweet and clear voice like a girl: "Cui Zimei, in front of me, don't put on any airs, I'm not in a good mood right now. "

Master Cui threw the newspaper in his hand angrily: "How old are you? You have sons and daughters. Once you go to your mother's house, you will live for more than half a month! Do you think you were just married?!"

Mrs. Cui raised her eyebrows, and a charming and charming smile appeared on her lips: "Duplicate old thing, if you miss me, just say it, and show such a ghostly look to someone."

"You dislike me for being old now?!" Cui Zheng walked to the sofa and looked down at his wife. More than 20 years later, the woman from years ago seemed to have been frozen by time, and her skin was still as beautiful as snow. Ru Xiahua, but herself, already has some gray hairs on her temples.

Mrs. Cui spat at him. Under the light, her eyes were watering, her smile was as sweet as honey, a pair of catkins slowly wrapped around Cui Zheng's neck, and she said angrily: "Old couple, it's really a mistake to say such things. You have the demeanor of Mr. Cui."

"In front of you, what kind of demeanor do I want?" Cui Zheng picked his wife up from the sofa, and Madam Cui screamed, and beat him vigorously with both hands: "Old man, you are going to scare me to death!"

Cui Zheng laughed loudly: "I'll let you see if your husband is really old in a while!"

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