Chongxi's little husband is very "soft and cute"

Thanks to Tian Erniu and Tian Yishui's partnership, the vermicelli business is running smoothly, and Lu Yunchen wants to open another grocery store.

The things I sell in this restaurant now are too complicated, from small snacks to dry goods, they are all stuffed in Hexingju, a little messy.When it gets busy, dine-in diners and loose stools are all crowded together, which is really unbearable.He thought it would be best to open a separate window and find a special person to come over and only be responsible for receiving the customers who sell and take away, so as to disperse the crowds, so that dine-in customers can also sit in the lobby safely. It's time for dinner.

With this thought in mind, Lu Yunchen made up his mind that after the Chinese New Year, he would recruit some more assistants to come to the door.Right now in the shop, there are only these few people who are full of money. After waiting to bring Lu Yunjin to the road, he plans to let Qin Muyan rest. This little guy's belly has become bigger and bigger in recent days, and his steps are heavy when he walks. Up to now, at the end of the year at most, he can no longer help in the shop. As for Liang Huan, after hearing what Gu Ping said, the family has started to press him, so he has to make plans early.

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The days are going on in an orderly manner, and in a blink of an eye, it is winter, and there are only a few days before the Laba Festival.Before the Laba Festival in previous years, later generations would marinate a few jars of Laba garlic and save it for cooking dumplings during the Chinese New Year. The pickled garlic is emerald green, sour and spicy, and it tastes very crisp.This year is no exception, early in the morning, when Lu Yunchen went to the market with Gu Ping to buy, he picked out half a bag of garlic.

This Laba garlic is also very particular. The garlic used for marinating must be full-grained, preferably fresh purple-skinned garlic.The small garlic cloves of the purple-skinned garlic are soaked thoroughly, the garlic cloves are hard and crumbled, and the soaked garlic is extraordinarily crispy and fragrant. As for the vinegar used to soak the garlic, it is not ordinary edible vinegar, rice vinegar must be used. I ran down the street to get rice vinegar. The rice vinegar was light in color, and the color of the soaked garlic was the same as before, orange-yellow and emerald green.

On the way back, it snowed unexpectedly. The first snow after winter, the snowflakes are not big, but extremely dense, falling slowly from the branches of the trees. After a while, the bluestone brick road was covered with whiteness, and people stepped on it "Crackling" sound.

Lu Yunchen stopped in his tracks, and raised his hand to catch the white snowflakes. The light snow, like pearls and jade, stained his fingertips, and the slight coolness soaked into his heart. A sentence suddenly popped up in his mind, and he blurted out subconsciously, " The heavenly jasper jade and Qiongyao, a little bit of flowers, pieces of goose feathers."

"Huh? Brother Yunchen, what did you say? What kind of goose feather?" Gu Ping walked in front, heard the words, turned his head and wondered.

Lu Yunchen chuckled and shook his head, "I mean, it snowed quite heavily."

"That's right, look at this posture, I can't rest for a whole day..." Gu Ping stopped, slapped the snow on the ground on the ground, frowned, looked not far away, and muttered.

Lu Yunchen withdrew his hand and didn't answer Gu Ping's words. A few days ago, Qin Muyan was still muttering in front of him that it was so cold and there was no snow. No, but he was looking forward to it. Can't wait to run to the yard to make snow lions.

"Brother Ping, let's go back quickly while the snow on the ground is not too deep..." He greeted, and the two of them pushed the cart and walked quickly to Hexingju.

As expected, just as he pushed open the courtyard door, the two people who were chasing each other froze in place on the spot. Qin Muyan was dressed in a light-colored jacket, and held a fist-sized snowball in his hand that was blushing from the cold. Seeing Lu Yunchen looking over, he hurriedly hid the snowball behind his back, and Lu Yunjin stood beside Qin Muyan at a loss, neither holding nor throwing the snowball in his hand.

"Am I so scary?" Lu Yunchen smiled helplessly, why one or two met him, like a mouse meeting a cat.

"It's not that you worry too much on weekdays..." Mrs. Lu seldom came out to take a breath. She stood under the eaves with a cane, and joked with a smile.

Qin Muyan threw the snowball in his hand, stepped forward with a small step, took Lu Yunchen's arm, and said softly, "Husband, this is the first snow..."

Lu Yunchen glanced at him lightly, grabbed the "claw" soaked in snow water, and clenched it tightly in his hand. He didn't pay attention when he was playing just now, but now he felt the coldness all over his body coming from his limbs. Qin Muyan couldn't help but shuddered, looking at her husband with guilt filled eyes.

"Hands are so cold, and I don't know how to wear an extra coat. Look, even the shoes are soaked..." Lu Yunchen muttered, the little husband repeatedly begged for mercy, broke free from his palm, covered He ran non-stop into the house with his ears closed.

Watching him enter the house, Lu Yunchen looked away, and looked at Lu Yunjin again, "Yunjin, you should change your clothes too, it's cold in winter, don't catch the cold... come out to play again, dress warmer."

Lu Yunjin nodded hesitantly, and went back to the house to change clothes honestly. After a while, he was going to work in the shop.

Lu Yunchen entered the bedroom, the little guy huddled under the soft thick quilt, his cheeks were flushed by the warm quilt, he kicked his shoes on the kang, and hugged him tightly with the quilt.

"You know it's cold? Why don't you put on the big cloak that grandma just made for you when you go out to play? Doctor Zhou can remind me to take good care of you. If you catch a cold, let's go and get scolded. "

Qin Muyan leaned over to rub against her in a fawning manner. "I just wanted to go out and see it was snowing outside... I won't get cold... When you came back, I just went out not long ago."

Lu Yunchen pinched his soft cheeks, "If you still want to go, put on your cloak, and I'll take you around the street." As the Laba Festival approached, Baiyun Temple was giving out porridge every day, and the old lady would be there a few days earlier. Tell him, ask him to bring Qin Muyan, and the two of them will go to Baiyun Temple to burn incense. One is to bless He Xingju with a smooth and prosperous coming year, and the other is that the little husband is now five months pregnant. Please, please protect him and give birth safely.

Qin Muyan was still playful, and when he heard that he could go out, he immediately jumped up from the kang, "Husband, hurry up, the big fur cloak made by grandma is in the cabinet..."

"Okay, little ancestor, I'll get it for you here, and put on the deerskin gloves too, so as not to freeze your hands when you can. If you get chilblains this winter, the weather will be warmer next year, and it will hurt and itchy, but It's enough for you..." Lu Yunchen dug out a bundle from the cabinet on the top of the kang, and opened it, it was the woolen cloak that Mrs. Lu had made earlier, and he and Qin Muyan each had one bundle, which happened to be useful.

After they greeted Lu Yunjin and the old lady, they went out and got into the carriage to head towards Baiyun Temple.

"Is the shop closed today?" Qin Muyan was puzzled when Lu Yunchen was free and went out with him. Counting the time, it was time to sell breakfast.

"Gu Ping and Ye Qiao are busy there. It's cold, and everyone doesn't like to go out early. There are not many people, so they can be busy..." Lu Yunchen replied, he lifted the curtain and looked outside After taking a second look, there are still quite a few people in the direction of Baiyun Temple, maybe they are all rushing to Laba to pray for porridge in the temple.

Qin Muyan fell asleep due to the jolt of the carriage, and not long after leaving the city, he fell on top of his husband. Lu Yunchen laid his body flat, resting his head on his lap, and the cloak he wore was just enough to be used as a thin quilt. Both spacious and warm.

After walking for some time, Lu Yunchen also stared in confusion, "Little Boss Lu, Baiyun Temple is here." The coachman's voice came from outside the carriage, and he woke up suddenly, and then opened the mat curtain, the door plaque of Baima Temple was already close in front of him.

"Ayan, wake up...we're at the place..." Lu Yunchen gently pushed the little husband in his arms.

"To... where are you?" Qin Muyan rubbed his sleepy eyes, opened them slowly, and sat up in a daze, not knowing where he was now.

"We've arrived at the White Horse Temple..." Lu Yunchen straightened the little husband, and smoothed his messy sleeping hair, "Put on your clothes, and then go inside, the carriage can't get in, we have to walk."

Qin Muyan nodded, still looking awake, squinting his eyes slightly to fumble for the cloak that was placed aside, Lu Yunchen sighed, yes, I still have to count on him, he slapped away the paws he was looking for, and put Mao The cloak was draped over him with a silk knot at the neck.

After dawdling, another quarter of an hour passed. Lu Yunchen rented a carriage for a whole day. During the time when they went to Shangxiang, the coachman would stay in the carriage and wait for them.

The snow was still falling, and the ground was already covered with a layer of white snow. Worried that Qin Muyan's soles would slip, Lu Yunchen held his hand tightly all the way, and the two of them supported each other to the Daxiong Palace. While lighting the incense brought by Li, several monks sat around under the statue, meditating with their eyes closed, while reciting scriptures.

Lu Yunchen stopped and listened for a while, the Sanskrit sound was melodious and melodious, it sounded like a whisper, and all the troubles in his heart were swept away, even the soul inside was washed clean.

Qin Muyan never liked to come to any temples. When Chuhe was alive, he brought him here every year, knelt and knelt before the Bodhisattva, begged and begged, but the bad days should be like this, and nothing has changed. , he lost his faith in the bodhisattva revered by thousands of people. What's the point of asking and not asking.

It's just that this year is different from usual. He has someone he wants to spend his whole life with, and he is pregnant with this person's child. For the first time, Qin Muyan knelt down on the futon so piously, greedily, praying to the Bodhisattva over and over again, to bless him His husband, protect the child in his womb.

Lu Yunchen saw that he hadn't got up for a long time, and listening to him muttering words, he didn't know what the little guy was muttering to himself. He was probably making some wish. He stood at the threshold and waited for a while, worried that the little husband had been kneeling for a long time, and his waist would fall. His leg was sore, so he helped him up.

"Little greedy ghost, what are you going to say to Empress Guanyin?"

Qin Muyan curled his lips and refused to tell him, for fear that Lu Yunchen would laugh at him after knowing his little thoughts.

Lu Yunchen didn't have to ask, guessing that it probably had something to do with him, the little husband of his family was pure-hearted, and what he asked and thought was always his business.

The two turned to the back of the Daxiong Palace and walked along the path towards the Zhaitang. Qin Muyan stopped suddenly and dragged Lu Yunchen back.

"Young boy, you can leave as soon as you say, and stop as soon as you say..." Lu Yunchen stabilized his figure and cursed with a smile.

Qin Muyan gave a "hush", pointed at the two people walking in front, and whispered to Lu Yunchen, "Husband, do you think those two people look like Guanshi Song and the county magistrate..."

Lu Yunchen squinted his eyes and took a look. The two people in front of him were tall and dressed in simple clothes. They looked like Song Ling and Chu Han. I don't know what they were talking about. Song Ling's expression seemed a little urgent. He pulled Watching Qin Muyan approach quietly.

"You say you are an elm lump, why don't you listen to persuasion at all..." Song Ling hated that iron can't be made into steel, so he jumped his feet in anger.

Hearing this, Chu Han just glanced at him indifferently, and pulled him away to avoid the hurrying pedestrians.

"Then...that Lord Inspector is a fifth-rank official after all. Although he has retired, he is a centipede who is dead but not stiff. It's better for you to come forward to greet him than to leave him alone. How should I put it, Lord Inspector The entourage also came to inform me..." Song Ling did not give up, and continued to persevere in persuasion.

Lord Inspector... Lu Yunchen had doubts in his heart. Could the Lord Inspector Song Ling mentioned be the third grandfather of Li Datou whom Song Ling, the shopkeeper of Qingmeizhai, mentioned to him some time ago? Come back, Li Datou has settled down a lot recently, most likely he is waiting for his third grandfather to return to his hometown.

He hurried two steps and moved closer, trying to hear more clearly.

"Although the law does not restrict official officials to have contact with the local county magistrate, it should be to avoid suspicion. It is most appropriate not to disturb each other..." Chu Han did not back down even a single step, no matter how Song Ling tried to persuade him , refused to let go.

Song Ling got angry for a while, waved his sleeves, and immediately walked away, unwilling to say a word to this stubborn thing, he was so earnest, it was not because of this fool's official career, he couldn't let Chu Han be so diligent The bandit will stay in this small town and be a county magistrate for the rest of his life.

Chu Han sighed softly, quickened his pace, and chased after Song Ling.

"Husband..." Qin Muyan tugged at the corner of Lu Yunchen's clothes, his eyes couldn't hide his worry.

"It's okay, don't be afraid..." Lu Yunchen took his slightly cold hand, and warmed his palm together.

"What if it's really Li Datou's third grandfather? He's a fifth-rank official..." Qin Muyan had heard the general idea of ​​the dispute between Song Ling and Chu Han just now, and now he became even more anxious. In the end, he is still a common man, and there is a saying that "the people do not fight with the officials", if the Governor-in-chief really trips He Xingju, they can't do anything about it.

"He hasn't come back yet, so you're worried. It's too early to plan for a rainy day. No matter what happens, I'm here..." Lu Yunchen suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and raised his hand to smooth the twitch between his brows. When he was worried, he calmed down his little husband with a good voice.

Qin Muyan pursed his lips, the joy just now vanished, leaving only a full of regret, which weighed heavily on his heart, no matter how much Lu Yunchen coaxed him, he couldn't be happy.

"Come with me..." Lu Yunchen took his hand and found a quiet corner in the temple.

"What... what are you going to do?" Qin Muyan asked suspiciously, not knowing what her husband brought him here for.

"What else can we do? Our family Ah Yan is so depressed, how can I make my husband feel at ease?" The ground was very wet and cold after snowing, Lu Yunchen found a dry place under the eaves to sit down, and pulled the little husband into his arms , let him sit on his lap.

Qin Muyan lowered his eyelashes and refused to speak. He was worried that Lu Yunchen's hard work for half a year would be ruined by Li Datou. At the beginning, his husband started from scratch. He never talked about all the hard work, but he always watched In his eyes, if he was messed up by this villain, how would he be willing.

Lu Yunchen's heart inevitably became heavy. He originally took Qin Muyan out to play happily. Since the last lantern festival, the two of them hadn't played alone for a long time. Unexpectedly, they finally found some free time, but they heard from Song Ling No one would be comfortable with such unpleasant news.

"Don't think about it...huh?" Lu Yunchen raised Qin Muyan's tender chin and said in a warm voice.

The little husband frowned, and gave a perfunctory "Yeah", unexpectedly, the next moment, the sudden kisses fell on his brows, eyelashes, nose tip, and finally that touch of softness.

Qin Muyan's mind went blank, and he subconsciously wanted to break free. This Buddhist sect is not good at all..

Lu Yunchen clamped his restless twisting body, and slowly deepened the kiss. The hot softness was attached to his pink lips, and the silvery fragrance flowed freely between the two mouths, and the young husband's eyes were filled with There was misty water vapor, and a thin layer of blush appeared on his cheeks.

Lu Yunchen's rationality was gradually fainted, he covered his thoughts, hugged the man in his arms tightly, buried his head in the young husband's neck, and let out a long breath.

"Fu...husband, are... are you okay?" Qin Muyan asked tentatively.

"Not good..." The muffled voice of grievance from the husband came from the neck. Qin Muyan followed his example and stroked Lu Yunchen's hair. He had heard from the villagers since he was a child that the mistress of this rich man's family was pregnant. , are all served by concubines, and he was worried when he first found out that he was pregnant.

After all, even in the village, men are not so peaceful, and there are plenty of brothels in three days, he is afraid that Lu Yunchen is like this, but after two months of fear, his husband has nothing to do but hug him. To be addicted is to work under his nose all day long. Wherever there is any restless behavior, he will relax and stop thinking about other things. He just wronged Lu Yunchen, and his soft-smelling husband hugged him in his arms. , but can't do anything.

After Lu Yunchen forcibly suppressed the thoughts he shouldn't have, and saw that Qin Muyan had lost the worries just now, he packed his clothes and prepared to go to the Zhaitang.

The two of them followed the way they came, and walked back in a hurry. At the corner, they almost bumped into someone. Lu Yunchen raised his eyes and saw that it was Chu Han, followed by Song Ling with a flushed face.

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Some descriptions about Laba Festival and Laba Garlic are referred to Baidu Encyclopedia.

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