Datang Coroner

Chapter 1200 No need to be wronged
Wang Ning's frenzied words did not attract Mrs. Du's distressed support. Instead, Mrs. Du stepped on her and said: "Then he usually eats hot pot and barbecue."

Hearing that tone, there was actually a bit of resentment.

Fu Shiyi wiped the sweat from his brow: I now suspect that in Mrs. Du's heart, County Magistrate Li is not as important as a hot pot.

In the end, pickled fish was arranged.

The fish is fish caught on the ice surface of the river. It is fat and tender. It is sliced ​​into thin slices and hung with thin egg white and starch. It is cooked as soon as it is cooked. It is the same color as white jade, and it is a little transparent when sandwiched.

The unique sour and refreshing appetizer of sauerkraut adds to the flavor of the fish, so that the fish will not be bland.

Of course, the most amazing thing is the silver powder that is full of soup.

Silver thread powder itself does not have any special taste, and because of this, it goes well with anything.

Whether it's a light vegetarian soup, a sour soup, or a spicy soup like a hot pot, silver powder can add icing on the cake with its own Q bomb taste, becoming a unique and special existence!

Mrs. Du and Wang Ning were obviously overwhelmed by this taste without any surprise.

Not to mention the two of them, even Fu Shiyi couldn't help but burst into tears: In pickled fish, fish and pickled vegetables are the soul, but the real fans are the soul of the soul!

When Li Changbo came back, there was only a little soup base left in a small pot of pickled fish.

Then he saw the three most important women in his life, all sitting on chairs with satisfied faces, touching their bellies.

But only Fu Shiyi looked apologetic: "Magistrate Li, let's eat hot pot. The hot pot has just boiled, and the dishes can be served."

Mrs. Du also greeted in a rare way: "Yes, eat more."

Li Changbo glanced suspiciously at Mrs. Du, his eyes fell on the soup in the pot for a long time, and he guessed right: "Miss Fu is cooking other delicious food?"

Fu Shi felt guilty: "Tomorrow I will do it for County Magistrate Li."

After drinking and eating, Fu Shiyi and Li Changbo first went to the Li family's small garden for a walk to digest food.

Under the plum blossom tree, Fu Shiyi grabbed Li Changbo and took out the brocade box he had prepared: "This is a gift for you."

Li Changbo's eyes fell on the brocade box, and his expression suddenly became soft and affectionate.

When he took the brocade box, he asked with a smile, "Is this a token of love?"

Fu Shi's face was a little hot, but he still forced himself to be calm: "That's right. County magistrate Li accepted my token of love, but he is mine."

So Li Changbo chuckled: "Then I will accept it. Miss Fu will definitely not let me down in this life."

Listening to this familiar line, a question mark slowly popped up in Fu Shiyi's head: May I ask County Magistrate Li, did you steal my lines?
But under the moonlight, the white snow is dazzling. Li Changbo is tall and tall, with a bearing above dust, and his brilliance is even more dazzling. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a fairy under the moon.

The slight smile at the corner of his mouth made Fu Shiyi involuntarily feel as if he had been intoxicated, "That's natural."

But the next moment Fairy Yuexia was stumped by the bow: "This—"

Fu Shiyi immediately stepped forward and pointed out: "This is like this, pull this line."

Li Changbo untied the bow, opened the brocade box, and stared blankly at the golden hairpin in the box: No wonder it was so heavy.

Fu Shiyi was enthusiastic: "Look, I designed this hairpin myself. The pattern on it is the sun!"

Li Changbo remained silent.

Fu Shiyi lowered his voice a little: "Do you...don't like it very much?"

"I like it." Fairy Yuexia squeezed out a sentence through her teeth, "I'm just worried that I don't have any clothes to match it."

After all, his clothes are really not so gorgeous, and can be worthy of such a big golden hairpin.

Fu Shiyi blinked his eyes, and realized belatedly: "It seems to be really—"

"It doesn't matter, turn around and do both." Li Changbo quickly found a remedy: Miss Fu's wishes must not be let down!

"Well, you need to wear it often. When you see the hairpin, you will think of me!" Taking advantage of the atmosphere, Fu Shiyi was rarely sensational, and after saying a word of love, he asked very sincerely: "I need you to wear it for you." up?"

Of course, the moonlight is moonlight after all, not so bright, she didn't see Li Changbo's embarrassment.

In the end Li Changbo gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay."

At this moment, Fu Shiyi felt that he had just obtained a fantasy script from a romance novel: Under the moon, put on a hairpin for a gentle lover—ah, is there anything more romantic than this fantasy?
Anyway, after sending Fu Shi back to Shiwei Restaurant, Li Changbo returned home to take a bath and change clothes, and then took out the golden hairpin to caress carefully.

It's just that he looks a little worried.

Fang Liang looked at his lord's expression, and was suddenly puzzled: "What's wrong with lord? Do you not like it?"

Li Changbo looked down at the hairpin, and shook his head with difficulty: "I don't dislike it. The pattern is special, and you can tell that Miss Fu put her heart into it."

"Then why is the gentleman so demeanor?" Fang Liang was even more puzzled: "You can tell from this appearance that Miss Fu must have spent all her money. With Miss Fu's temperament, she is willing to spend so much money, which is enough to show the gentleman's love in her heart." portion."

So, you should be happy, right?

Li Changbo echoed quietly: "Yes, it can be seen that the weight is very heavy."

Fang Liang tilted his head: But sir, your tone is obviously more serious!

"It's just..." Li Changbo sighed, "It's too heavy."

Fang Liang stared at the golden hairpin for a while, then said silently: "It seems a bit too heavy."

If you wear it like this for a long time, your scalp may hurt.But his own lord still had to wear it - at this moment, Fang Liang deeply understood the difficulties of his own lord.

However, even though it was difficult, on New Year's Eve, Li Changbo still put on the golden hairpin.

The gold hairpin's yellow color is bright and golden, which adds a bit of wealth to Li Changbo's cold and detached demeanor.

Wang Ning looked at his son's outfit and wondered, "You hairpin—"

Li Changbo said succinctly: "It's a gift from Miss Fu."

So when Wang Ning came to his lips, he abruptly changed the direction of the wind: "It's very beautiful! Miss Fu has a heart! It's very suitable for you! You should try this kind! This is like a kid from a rich family!"

The corner of Li Changbo's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Then, Wang Ning quietly went to discuss with Mrs. Du: "Let's teach a little bit more in the future, what kind of vision should the aristocratic family have."

Mrs. Du has naturally seen the golden hairpin before, but at this moment she is indifferent: "It's okay, Changbo is beautiful, and I can hold it back. After a long time, I will naturally see it all."

Wang Ning thought about it, and felt that what his mother-in-law said was very true: "You are still wise."

"That's right." Mrs. Du was refreshed, "I'm already very happy that Changbo can marry a wife."

If it wasn't for Mrs. Fu, who knows when that wood will be enlightened!

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