Allow her to be pampered

Chi Rong couldn't imagine that Wu Qingzhi dared to be so rampant.

She was pressed on the bed, and she no longer felt cold.

Right now, Chi Rong couldn't be said to be naked, after all, that red apron could cover her body, but just because of this, a strong sense of shame appeared in her heart.

Chi Rong bit the pillow, and once the sound leaked, Wu Qingzhi would bend down and smile lightly with a hoarse and deep beautiful voice.

"Chi Rong, be careful, don't be discovered by others."

Chi Rong was so ashamed and indignant that she really moaned and cried: "Then why don't you take care of yourself! I'm just too indulgent with you..."

Wu Qingzhi said straightforwardly: "Then please Madam indulge me a little more."

So, after a short sleep, Chi Rong fell into darkness.

Opening his eyes, it was already dark outside the window, Wu Qingzhi was not in the room, and the mattress beside him was also cold.

Chi Rong moved his fingers, only to feel sore and tired. However, after some time, his whole body had been changed into a small cotton shirt, and there was Mrs. Tang at his feet, clearly taking good care of her.

Chi Rong gritted her teeth, and was about to help the bed to sit up, but when she heard the door creak, it opened and closed quickly, and Wu Qingzhi walked sideways into the room.

"Isn't there a cold wind blowing?"

Wu Qingzhi just asked with a smile, but Chi Rong turned around and gathered the quilt, and rolled her bones into a strip, and didn't answer.

"Why, why is Madam mad at me?"

But seeing that Chi Rong ignored him, Wu Qingzhi pretended to be sad and sighed: "Chi Rong, what a pity, I learned some crafts from Aunt Chen in the afternoon, and I wanted to feed you to taste it after you woke up... "

After finishing speaking, he spread his palm again and held it in front of Chi Rong as proof.

"Chi Rong, look, I didn't lie to you."

Chi Rong heard the sound, so she raised her eyes, only to see that in the middle of the wide palm was actually holding a walnut candy wrapped in glutinous rice paper.

Walnut candy is not difficult to make, but the only auxiliary material is maltose, which is extremely time-consuming and laborious to cook.

Although the cook, Aunt Chen, has already prepared the ingredients, once the fire is turned on, the key is later.

It is necessary to constantly stir the sugar water and never leave it, so Wu Qingzhi spent the whole afternoon in the back kitchen.

Chi Rong is the most coaxable, she always takes soft things rather than hard things, Wu Qingzhi's love and flattery this time immediately made her lose her temper.

But Chi Rong was stubborn again, so he said in a roundabout way: "Then I will reluctantly test your study results for you."

After finishing speaking, he swallowed a whole piece of walnut candy into his mouth, and immediately began to chew.

Chi Rong unknowingly stretched it out, Wu Qingzhi watched it with a smile, and then teased softly: "Chi Rong, I've always found it amazing that you have such a small mouth, but you can eat with such big mouthfuls."

When Chi Rong heard this, she immediately stopped her teeth, and then, seeing her cheeks bulging into a ball, she looked like a gluttonous little squirrel.

Chi Rong moaned and said, "My father said, it's a blessing to be able to eat!"

Seeing her delicate and pretty appearance, Wu Qingzhi really liked her very much in his heart, and after carefully looking at those tender and full lips, he felt a tightness in his throat, and finally didn't dare to think about it.

Chi Rong calmed down, so Wu Qingzhi took care of changing clothes and dressing up. The two of them were sticky together, and only separated slightly after entering the main hall.

But seeing his daughter and son-in-law coming together sweetly, Master Chi said with a smile: "Xiao Wu, we will write the Spring Festival couplets together later, okay?"

Wu Qingzhi nodded: "As long as my father-in-law doesn't dislike my writing."

Although Wu Qingzhi's handwriting is flamboyant and full of momentum, there is one disadvantage, that is, the font is too thin.

Youdao is like a person, and with Wu Qingzhi's slender and rigorous temperament, it is not surprising that his writing is thinner.

However, every year and festival, everything needs to be auspicious and good omen, and the thin character is not rich enough, so it is not easy to be hung on the lintel.

Master Chi has seen Wu Qingzhi's handwriting, and the wedding post is written by himself, but it is so, no matter how thin he is, Master Chi still teaches Wu Qingzhi to write Spring Festival couplets.

The red paper was spread out, and the thick ink was finished. Wu Qingzhi was about to write, when he heard Master Chi say: "Xiao Wu, the parents of Lao Chi's family have always written Spring Festival couplets. We are a family now. I am old. From now on you will be Ah Rong's parents."

This was obviously a very common and ordinary sentence, but when Wu Qingzhi heard it, his fingertips were unsteady, and he almost shook a drop of ink.

"What my father-in-law said, Qingzhi must always remember it in my heart."

So, he paused for a moment, thought about it a little bit, and then wrote.

Every day is beautiful and sunny, and there is no wind everywhere.

Hello home and age.

The writing is gentle, beautiful and neat.

The ink on the Spring Festival couplets was still wet, but Chi Rong hurriedly pasted them on the wall. Master Chi laughed, and immediately waved them out of the main room, leaving the two of them warm.

It was probably like it was late in the sky, and the ground was freezing and cold. It was a windless and snowless weather, but in this peaceful night, there were many ice flowers falling.

Wu Qingzhi walked under the banyan tree, holding Chi Rong in one hand and holding the Spring Festival couplets in the other, but saw the bare branches pointing straight to the sky, showing that they were not tall.

Wu Qingzhi stopped suddenly, and Chi Rong had to stand still with him.

Chi Rong was originally carrying a small bucket of paste in his hand, but now he was afraid that his movements would be slow in the cold weather, so he was frozen, so he urged: "What are you looking at, come back and see! Hurry up, let's put up the Spring Festival couplets!"

Wu Qingzhi felt that his heart was beating very fast. He looked at the banyan tree for a moment and asked, "Chi Rong, this tree is very important, isn't it?"

"This banyan tree was planted by my grandfather when I was born! My grandfather said that I am the treasure of the family, and this tree is also the treasure of the family!"

When Wu Qingzhi heard the words, he smiled lightly, and then said in a low voice: "Chi Rong, now you are my treasure."

He never misses an opportunity to show his love.

Chi Rong was so ashamed by Wu Qingzhi that she was speechless, so she could only pull him forward quickly, but just as she was about to push away the copper ring of the rich door, she was stopped by one hand.

Wu Qingzhi said: "Chi Rong, the door knocker is cold, I'll come."

So, the door opened, and Wu Qingzhi only instructed Chi Rong to ride on his shoulders, tore off the faded Spring Festival couplets from last year, and then pasted on new talismans thinly and thinly.

The ice flakes flew more and more, and accumulated thicker and thicker. The paste had gradually frozen. The two of them stood in front of Chi's house, but they saw a piece of white snow outside the door.

In a few moments, it will be New Year's Eve.

Tonight, someone has already prepared firecrackers, and they just wait until midnight, and they will be lit immediately, crackling and exploding, and the family will be happy and happy.

Chi Rong seemed to have thought of something suddenly, so he said in a panic, "Wu Qingzhi, the first sentence you say on New Year's Eve is very effective, remember to make a wish!"

Then, before Chi Rong could take precautions, firecrackers suddenly exploded in the streets and alleys outside the gate.

The sound of thunderous firecrackers, the laughter of children, and the yelling of cats and dogs in the nursing home were deafening at this moment.

So Chi Rong only saw Wu Qingzhi's lips opening and closing, but couldn't hear what he said.

After the shock, the place was filled with gunpowder and smoke, and Chi Rong was so curious that he had already put aside all the orders and five applications on New Year's Eve, and asked eagerly, "What wish did you make?"

Wu Qingzhi said with a smile: "Maybe my Chi Rong will live a safe and happy life, loving and pampering in every possible way."