There is a handsome man in the rough family

Zhao Xiangbei was tall and tall, wearing a dark blue robe, he was extraordinarily handsome and handsome.

Zhao Xiangbei hugged Tang Xiaofu and kissed the corner of his mouth, his black eyes were full of warmth.

"Xiaofu, thank you."

Tang Xiaofu was embarrassed by Zhao Xiangbei.

Nesting in this man's arms, he muttered sullenly.

"It's not my clothes, should you go to Shem?"

Zhao Xiangbei naturally knew that his young husband was not good at sewing, so he smiled.

"Then I have to wait for the clothes made by Xiaofu himself. No matter what you do, I like it, even if you wipe it with a sock."

Zhao Xiangbei's dark eyes were full of deep affection, which only made Tang Xiaofu embarrassed to refuse.

It is said that beauty is bewitching, but it seems that Lan Yan's power is not small.

Tang Xiaofu was so fascinated by Zhao Xiangbei's smile, he agreed directly.

In order to thank his little husband for his care, Zhao Xiangbei personally thanked Tang Xiaofu.

He only regarded Tang Xiaofu as a piece of cake, tossed it over and over for many times, and only gave up in the middle of the night.

The closer it was to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the worse Li's mood was, because after the fifteenth day, Tang Laosan would go back to Fucheng to study.

Whoever's child is distressed.

Mrs. Li loves this youngest son the most. He hasn't seen him for a few days during the Chinese New Year, and now he has to travel far away.

Whenever I think of it, my eyes turn red, and my temper is much worse than before. No one in the family dares to touch his bad luck.

On the morning of the Fifteenth Day, Tang Xiaofu and Zhao Xiangbei changed into new clothes, and they were going to take the village ox cart to Xiancheng Xiao's house as guests.

Before leaving, Mrs. Li gave some money to Tang Xiaofu to buy a few bolts of new cloth to make clothes for Tang Laosan.

After all, he was studying in Fucheng, and his classmates and teachers were all his contacts in the future. If he dressed too poorly, he would inevitably be looked down upon.

The ox carts from the village to and from the county began to pick up guests after the fifth day of the lunar new year.

Old man Liu, our youngest son is about to get married during Chinese New Year, and he smiles every day.

Driving an oxcart with a whip in the cold weather, he is in good spirits, and he looks hopeful, without making people feel tired at all.

When Tang Xiaofu and his wife arrived at the county seat, they bought two boxes of pastries and a jar of wine in addition to the ginseng they had prepared in advance.

Xiao's house is a big courtyard with three entrances in Shizi Lane.

The door was opened by an old servant with a wrinkled face.

Hearing that Tang Xiaofu and the others had reported their names, they hurriedly welcomed them in respectfully.

The servants in the house were also well-trained, and they brought Tang Xiaofu and the others to the living room respectfully, and served tea and snacks.

After a while, Xiao Lei brought his husband, Lang Ding, and came slowly.

Mrs. Ding is the son of a concubine of the servant of the Ministry of Rites. He was brought up in the hands of his aunt since he was a child.

He is quite friendly in his dealings with people, and even if he knew that Tang Xiaofu came from an ordinary farmer, he did not show arrogance at all.

Instead, they took Tang Xiaofu to talk about the family life affectionately, chatting about the children in the family, the brothers, nephews and nephews of each family, and the two hit it off very well.

Xiao Lei and Zhao Xiangbei were regarded as life and death comrades in the army before, even though they haven't seen each other for many years, they still have the same friendship as before.

Brother Luan then stood behind the two of them without making a sound.

Tang Xiaofu sent the gift up with a smile on his eyes.

"It's just a thought, don't be disgusted with it."

Ding took the gift box with a smile on his face, and handed it to the servant beside him.

Xiao Lei naturally knew that ordinary farmers' lives were not easy. Seeing that they had bought so many gifts, he said, "We brothers are not outsiders, it's a fateful friendship. I'm very happy if you can come, why bother spending money. "

Zhao Xiangbei laughed loudly: "It's just two boxes of snacks, plus my own mountain specialties, I hope Brother Xiao will not refuse."

Brother Luan looked at the gift box that was delivered, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly, as if he said casually: "Oh, I like the cakes from Deshunzhai in the county the most, and this gift is supposed to be Brother Zhao's Fulang I bought it. I heard that there are many wild animals in this mountain and wild place, which have unique characteristics. I wonder if I can take a look?"

It doesn't matter whether it's in the peasant household or in the official household.

Generally, the etiquette exchanges in the family are usually bought by the head of the family, which also reflects the skills and knowledge of the head of the house.

Opening other people's gifts in person is a double-edged sword.

It is possible to give face to the other party, and it is also possible to embarrass the other party.

After Brother Luan finished speaking, Ding frowned.

"Brother Luan, don't mess around."

Tang Xiaofu raised his eyelids and glanced at Brother Luan with a smile on his lips.

"Since Brother Luan is curious, let's take a look. They are all picked from the mountains to the north, and there is no good stuff at home, so this is what I sent here."

When Tang Xiaofu said this, he opened the wooden box lightly, and inside lay a ginseng as thick as three fingers.

Ginseng is fragrant, and the surface of ginseng almost has the shape of a baby's eyebrows.

Mrs. Ding is a connoisseur of goods. When she saw the appearance of ginseng, she exclaimed: "This ginseng is probably more than 50 years old. Such a rare thing can't be measured by money. It is too precious, no, no, no, we can't take it. "

Xiao Lei quickly closed the box when he saw it, and pushed it in the direction of Tang Xiaofu.

"Brother Zhao Xian, why do you need to be so out of touch and cherish something so much. You should keep it at home for the elderly at home."

Zhao Xiangbei laughed loudly, and directly pushed the box into Xiao Lei's arms.

"There is no reason to take back a gift that has already been sent. My husband got this ginseng by chance when he went up the mountain. He was very happy when he learned that Brother Xiao and I were in the same robes in the past, so I sent it here on purpose. This person is involved in you and me. As far as friendship is concerned, it is nothing more than a thing in the mountains and fields. Brother Xiao’s family has a long life and it is a time to use it, so don’t refuse it, and if you continue to refuse it, you will be born."

Zhao Xiangbei's direct words touched Xiao Lei's heart.

Xiao's father's military minister, the position of the lower abdomen is very important, only he can protect the family for one day in office.

Let the Xiao family grow up steadily, and now the old man is quite old, with this ginseng, he can keep his life forever.

Xiao Lei remembered this kindness, and patted Zhao Xiangbei's shoulder heavily.

"Brother Zhao Xian, don't be polite in the future. You and I are life-and-death friends. In the future, the two families will have more contacts. If you have something to do, don't be polite. Brother Yu must tell you."

Zhao Xiangbei said a few more polite words, the two chatted very happily, everyone in the room chatted very happily, only Brother Luan stood behind the crowd, with a faint smile on his mouth, bowing his head and thinking about something.

After a while, a servant from the Xiao family came to report that the table was ready, and Ding led everyone to the hall for dinner.

Although Xiao's family is not small, Xiao Lei thinks highly of his friend Zhao Xiangbei.

Inviting people to a banquet is naturally thoughtful and considerate.

The dishes on the banquet were not specially placed with any rare items to show financial resources.

Instead, he ordered the kitchen to make some home-cooked dishes with local characteristics.

Ding also cooked a few side dishes, and the whole room enjoyed the meal.

Both Zhao Xiangbei and Xiao Lei were able to drink, and after drinking together, they drank a whole jar of wine in a short while.

When drunk, the two went to the courtyard to fight and learn from each other.

First from fists and feet, then to weapons, the fight was hearty and hearty.

Standing in a corner of the courtyard, Tang Xiaofu looked at Zhao Xiangbei holding a long sword, with a handsome posture and a fierce aura, and he was evenly matched with this Captain Xiao, not only a little dazzled.

At this moment, Zhao Xiangbei, who was holding a weapon in his hand, seemed to exude a fierce aura and awe-inspiring murderous intent from his bones, just like the great hero who fought against the head of the enemy among thousands of troops.

Zhao Xiangbei has such skills, and from what Xiao Lei said, he also made military achievements during the Battle of Beicheng, but for some reason he resolutely returned to his hometown and gave up all his official positions. Tang Xiaofu didn't know what the inside story was.

It's just that at this moment, he really saw another side of Zhao Xiangbei, and his whole heartbeat seemed to rise and fall with Zhao Xiangbei.

And at this moment, there was one person watching the fight between the two in the courtyard intently.

Brother Luan stood behind Ding, staring blankly at the two fighting each other, especially at Zhao Xiangbei who was holding a sword, his eyes flashed and it was inevitable.

The two men were playing happily, Ding quickly ordered the servant to bring a wet handkerchief, after the two of them scrubbed, they went back to the hall again, and the servant brought two pots of tea.

"Brother Xiao has returned to his hometown for many years, but his martial intent has not fallen. Brother Yu really admires it."

Zhao Xiangbei sipped his tea and said with a faint smile: "It's not as good as Brother Xiao's inseparable sword, and his martial arts are a bit fiercer than back then."

Tang Xiaofu and Ding Shi sat aside, drinking tea and snacks, chatting about household matters, and the atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious.

After a while, brother Luan outside changed into a light green shirt and came over.

A servant behind him carried a guqin.

Brother Luan came in, Xiao Lei laughed, turned his head and said to Tang Xiaofu and Zhao Xiangbei: "My Brother Luan's piano is under the tutelage of Master Yuguzi. It is easy not to play the piano for others to listen to, today we will be full Ear blessing."

Brother Luan came to the crowd, with a pair of eyes like autumn water, he glanced at Zhao Xiangbei and saluted.

"It's ugly."

After talking about Luan who was dressed in green, he hired Tingting to sit behind the guqin and stroked the guqin lightly. Under the vibration of the strings, the melodious sound of the piano echoed in the room.

Tang Xiaofu was extremely happy to be able to watch the after-dinner show performed by beauties after eating and drinking.

It's just that after a round of the piano sound, Tang Xiaofu frowned slightly, put down the pastry in his hand, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

In fact, this time and space is ancient, and many ancient songs taken from his era have quite similarities.

Although Tang Xiaofu was an otaku in his previous life, he was very popular with ancient music for a while.

He happened to know a few songs quite well, and this song Feng Qiuhuang was one of them.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, besides Xiao Lei, the man sitting in this hall is Zhao Xiangbei.

The meaning of this song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" by Brother Luan is clear.

Tang Xiaofu squinted at Zhao Xiangbei. He was drinking tea with Xiao Lei, chatting and laughing.

My rough man is a big old man, although his martial arts are not weak, but I'm afraid he just doesn't understand the inner meaning of these piano, chess, poems and paintings.

Well, is this playing the piano against the cow?

After the song was over, Brother Luan stood up gently, came to the crowd, and looked at Zhao Xiangbei with a smile.

"I wonder if Brother Zhao likes this song?"